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[Seven] Fengyuenong 61 An elegant show (2 more completed)

"Who is Xiangkui important?" Youji looked indifferent. "Maybe it has been decided. This is just a collusion between the incense merchants and the rich, using the hands of the incense masters and scholars to compete for beauty to enhance their reputation, and an elegant show."

Gui Yuan looked at the low-key and expensive furnishings in the room and said indifferently: "Although it is a show, the tabletop is indeed full."

Including those outside, it probably cost a lot of money and can still support the gimmick of the "Sihai Xianghui Club".

The prince glanced at him and noticed that his cousin was also here. No need to guess that he knew that the emperor brought her.

He and Gui Yuan have always had some disagreements in their personalities and dislike each other. So he bent his lips and joked coldly: "My sister is the most talented woman in Luoyang. Why didn't she sign up? She also participated in this incense fighting competition? If she wins, she will be more handsome for the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Because someone told me a truth." Gui Yuan's indifferent gaze drifted towards the man wearing a dark blue embroidered white plum robe on the main ceremonial seat, "The spring and snow are white, the song is high and the song is small. Since it is destined to be extraordinary, why should I compete with ordinary people to win?" He was full of disdain.

That day, Qionglinyuan invited the Grand Tutor to enjoy the Qin and discuss the music, and the eldest princess was there. She naturally heard the mystery. She was quiet and confused, so she never liked Gui Yuan's cold-hearted nature like ice and snow. What about Yangchun and white snow? To put it bluntly, she just admired and said that she was arrogant and noble, so she turned her head and ignored it.

"By the way, where is the Taifu?" Youxian took the opportunity to lure Mei Zihan, "In addition to his outstanding piano skills, the Taifu is also a great master of taste. Does he like it when he judges?"

Youji looked at Mei Zihan coldly and said, "The Grand Tutor has never said a word since he sat there, and no one knows what he was thinking."

"Maybe he doesn't care about the result either," said Gui Yuan.

"That's right, look at the judges who are sitting with the Taifu, they actually have their own supporters." Youxian's slightly cold eyes passed by the twenty-one people who were Douxiang. "The winners and losses of those people are all involved in the interests of the family behind them, but the Taifu does not."

"Crown Prince, how do you compare the next game?" Gui Yuan's tone became apart. Even in private, non-sovereign occasions, she didn't like to call him cousin.

Youji didn't care about her attitude, and she didn't even look up: "Look at the person in the middle of the chairman's reviewer."

Youxian and Gui Yuan turned their eyes one after another, looking at the man in white who was sitting in an elegant manner.

"Shen Yunqing, the top incense master, enjoys the reputation of "the head of the Seven Gentlemen in Xianglin", and is regarded as a mythical existence by the incense world." Youji's eyes were calm and he said coldly, "It is said that he is responsible for the second competition, and he decides the rules."

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Xuan Yue walked out of the "Flower Record" and looked around but could not see the stars. She decided to look for her while walking, but she didn't realize that she was aimless under her feet. What she went was the direction where Si Qiao left just now.

He wandered to a riverside, surrounded by flowers and green willows and beautiful scenery.

Xuan Yue looked leisurely and a petite figure with pomegranate red came into his sight, like a ball of flame, lit up his clear pupils.

Siqiao sat alone on a flat stone by the river, curled up her knees, holding a pen in her hand and wondering what she was writing. She raised her head from time to time and looked into the distance.

Xuan Yue walked forward and called out softly: "Si Qiao."

Siqiao raised a pool of apricot blossoms, her eyes full of surprise: "Hey? Brother Xuanyue?"

"Why are you here alone?"
Chapter completed!
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