Chapter 230 Ya Ting
The four of them soon arrived at the gate with carved beams and jade pillars.
The two pretty girls guarding the gate couldn't help but brighten their eyes when they saw Qin Feng, who had a handsome face and was dressed like a scholar.
There were all kinds of people coming and going in Baihua Valley every day. They had been guarding the gate for so many years, but when had they ever seen such a handsome young man?
They smiled and walked forward.
"How many of you do you want to borrow the land to pass through, or stay in Baihua Valley?" The girl on the left chuckled, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at Qin Feng.
"There are four of us, and we want to stay here for one night." The black-haired man tightened the reins and replied.
The girl guarding the gate nodded and said softly: "Do you know the rules here?
If you want to stay in Baihua Valley, you need to leave two coins of silver per person. There are four of you, so it's eight coins."
"Okay." Qin Feng heard this and planned to take out money from the Xumi Ring.
But at this time, another girl said: "But there is another rule here. If you can write poems and be selected into the Ya Ting, you can do it without paying a penny.
And from now on, you can come and go freely in Baihua Valley.
I see that you are dressed like a scholar. Are you interested in giving it a try?"
While speaking, the girl looked at Qin Feng with her eyes rolling.
Little slut, I am the one asking the question, what else do you have to say. The girl on the left raised her eyebrows slightly and added: "Not only that, if the poems are selected into the Ya Ting, they will be appreciated by others.
You know, there are many people coming and going in Baihua Valley every day, which is a great honor for a literati.
Not to mention, in the Haowen Courtyard of Fengtian City, there are several young masters who left poems in the Ya Ting, which are still talked about by people."
After the voice fell, she pointed to a flower garden not far away.
Outside the flower garden, a group of people gathered, pointing at the scrolls of poems framed outside the garden, praising them.
At the top of the flower garden, a poem framed in gold was particularly eye-catching.
That flower garden was the elegant garden mentioned by the girl.
Qin Feng pondered for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head: "No need."
Then he took out eight coins of silver from his arms.
The two girls looked at each other, with a trace of disappointment in their eyes.
After paying the silver, the black charcoal-headed man drove the carriage across the gate of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and asked curiously: "Sir, why don't you try? With your talent, it's just a poem, it's not a problem at all, right?"
"It's just eight coins of silver, why bother with that effort, not to mention that the way of poetry is to be inspired, how can it be caused by this yellow and white thing." Qin Feng didn't care.
At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the Ya Ting: "Look, the flowers in the flower garden!"
"It's really as rumored. As long as there are good poems, the flowers in the Ya Ting will bloom!"
"This bud has bloomed 60% and is still growing. It's incredible, incredible, could this poem become the new champion of poetry?!"
At the gate with carved beams and jade buildings, the two gatekeepers heard the movement and looked in the direction of the sound, then opened their mouths slightly and opened their beautiful eyes.
The girl standing on the left exclaimed: "The flowers are 70% bloomed, hurry up, report to the sect master, another famous poem has been selected for the Ya Ting!"
"Okay, I'll go now." The plump girl ran towards the valley, her chest rising.
"Son-in-law, look." The black charcoal-headed man looked at the Ya Ting with curiosity on his face.
The flower garden, which was originally full of buds, is now full of flowers blooming, colorful and gorgeous, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers fills the air.
Qin Feng saw it, thinking about something, and couldn't help but recall the old man's Dengwen stove.
That thing would also emit white smoke according to the quality of the poem. The higher the white smoke, the better the poem.
I think this Ya Ting is also a treasure similar to the Dengwen stove, except that the white smoke is replaced by flowers that are about to bloom.
The old man and the old man in the carriage also heard the noise, opened the curtain, and looked at the Ya Ting.
The latter glanced at the scroll of poems, expressionless, and lay back in the carriage.
After the old man understood the reason for the noise, he muttered: "I thought they were fighting for the best tea."
After that, he pulled up the curtain again.
"Son-in-law, do you want to go and take a look?" Xing Sheng asked with his head turned away.
Qin Feng's eyes flashed with golden light, and he glanced at the poems outside the Ya Ting, all of which were about love, flowers, snow, moon and beauties.
I think so, a place like Baihua Valley is naturally dominated by elegance.
Some of the poems on it are not bad, while some are just a pile of rhetoric, which is a bit ordinary.
However, the poem framed in gold does have a great style, which should be the poem crown mentioned by someone earlier.
Looking at the flower garden again, the flowers have bloomed 80%, and the remaining flowers have stopped blooming.
Everyone sighed with regret, because the original poem crown was the one that caused the flowers in the elegant garden to bloom 80%, and today's poem still failed to surpass it.
But even so, it did not prevent everyone from admiring the poet.
After all, such a scene has not appeared for a long time.
The gatekeeper walked to a young man in green with a smile and said something.
Presumably, the young man in green was the poet. Qin Feng glanced at the man's back and shook his head: "Let's go, I plan to go somewhere else, so don't waste time here."
They found a restaurant, booked a room, and dispersed.
The old man was too lazy to move, so he went straight to the guest room and ordered a table of good wine and food.
Dad asked the waiter where he could buy tea, and then left happily.
Qin Feng and the other two were wandering around the Baihua Valley where people were coming and going and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing.
Although he was just wandering around, Qin Feng also had a purpose.
In addition to the rouge and gouache that are loved by women in Baihua Valley, there are also exquisite and beautiful jewelry that attract many women.
He just wanted to choose a good piece of jewelry for his beautiful wife.
Of course, if you have enough time, it is not impossible to choose one for Ningshuang and Cang girl.
According to the previous instructions of the waiter in the restaurant, Qin Feng and the two quickly arrived in front of an exquisite attic.
On the attic, a plaque is particularly eye-catching, with three big characters written on it, Baodiexuan!
This is also the best store selling jewelry in Baihua Valley.
As soon as he entered the attic, a pretty girl came forward to greet him warmly. After learning the purpose of Qin Feng's trip, she took the lead in introducing the most popular jewelry styles in the store.
During this period, Qin Feng also asked Heitan Tou for his opinion, but the answer he got was - the young lady has studied martial arts and swordsmanship since she was a child, and has no interest in these women's things.
In desperation, Qin Feng could only choose the jewelry for Lan Ningshuang and Cang Feilan.
"Uncle, I don't care about this. Just buy two pieces and that's enough." Xing Sheng persuaded him when he saw his uncle still browsing Baodie Pavilion.
The jewelry here is not cheap, a piece costs at least several hundred taels of silver, and the two pieces that my uncle picked out earlier cost a thousand taels of silver!
No, you misunderstood. I haven't chosen the jewelry for your lady yet. Qin Feng said without blushing, "Isn't it always right to buy a few more pieces when you come to Baihua Valley?"
The pretty girl heard this and said with a smile: "Young Master is right. Apart from Yuxiufang in the imperial capital, Baihua Valley's jewelry is the most famous.
I don’t know which girl is so lucky to marry the young master. "
If I told you it was Liu Jianli, I'm afraid you would think the other way around. Qin Feng didn't answer, but asked: "Besides these, are there any other jewelry?
I see you have three floors. Can you take me up there to have a look? "
The designs of the jewelry downstairs were too complicated, and he always felt that they did not match Liu Jianli very well.
The girl nodded slightly, but said something incomprehensible before going upstairs: "Master, I have agreed with you in advance that the jewelry on the third floor cannot be bought with money, it depends on fate."
"Fate?" Qin Feng and Qin Feng were curious and both expressed surprise.
"You two and I will go up and take a look."