I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

When Zhao Heng stood at the fence with his hands behind his back again, there was an uproar in the hall of Jinfeng Pavilion.

"Mr. Zhao is here again!"

"Hasn't Mr. Zhao already been the lover of Dongxuehua Kui? Does he want to take Chunlu Madam as well?"

"This is too greedy! Moreover, even if he has this idea, he has to show his real ability."

"That's right, even if he is a genius in poetry, I don't believe he has such high attainments in couplets!"

...

The crowd was talking about it, with sour and derogatory words. They all felt that Zhao Wuji was really greedy. One courtesan was not enough, and he wanted to take over a pair.

Huang Ming upstairs was also anxious. Someone was grabbing the fat meat that was right in front of him.

However, he was also confident that couplets were very different from poems and essays, and they relied on ingenuity and quick wit.

A person's energy is limited. Mr. Zhao is so young, but he can become an imperial physician. It is incredible that he has such a peerless poetic talent. He will never be better than himself in couplets.

Thinking this in his heart, Huang Ming was about to speak and challenge Zhao Heng.

But Zhao Heng lowered his head with his hands behind his back, looked at the courtesan Chunlu on the stage, blinked his eyes slightly, and threw a frown.

He said in a gentle and magnetic voice: "Miss Chunlu, how about my second couplet?"

Regardless of the reactions of the crowd, Zhao Heng spoke slowly.

"Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and bloom, summer and autumn, hot and cool, spring comes after the severe winter."

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole audience was silent, followed by the sound of sucking in a breath of cold air.

"Hiss...!"

Mr. Zhao actually matched it. Everyone tasted it carefully and found that it was also perfect and well-matched.

Even in terms of artistic conception, it was slightly higher than Huang Ming.

"Mr. Zhao is actually good at Yinglian."

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes gradually turned from dissatisfaction and accusation at the beginning to hot.

Even Madam Chunlu couldn't help but look at her with surprise.

Just now, Zhao Heng made two peerless poems, and she was actually a little jealous in her heart.

But the other party has become Dongxue's lover, and as a courtesan, she naturally can't do a degrading move to snatch a man.

But now, the other party wants to compete for her, that's another matter.

"Mr. Zhao is really talented, and your second couplet is also wonderful. It makes it difficult for me to decide."

Although the courtesan Chunlu favored Zhao Heng in her heart, she didn't mean to reject Huang Ming.

This operation was very clever. The courtesan was provoking a fight between the two men to highlight her own worth.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out.

Huang Ming stretched his neck, his eyes red, like a fighting cock, staring at Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng also stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the other party indifferently.

The hall was filled with smoke and the flames of war.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Huang Ming spoke first, "Humph, Mr. Zhao is indeed talented, but in the field of couplets, I have not met an opponent yet. Do you dare to fight me fairly?"

Zhao Heng raised his lips and stretched out his hand calmly.

"Please!"

It was obvious that both of them were full of confidence and wanted to show their true colors.

Huang Ming narrowed his eyes and immediately said the first couplet.

"Golden thread willow by the Jinshui River, golden thread willow pierces the mouth of the goldfish."

As soon as the couplet was said, Huang Ming showed a proud look on his face.

Everyone in the hall was surprised after a brief evaluation.

This first couplet is not ordinary. It seems short, but it contains four "gold" characters, and there are two "golden thread willow" top-stitching techniques.

In such a short time, Huang Ming came up with such a tricky first couplet. He deserves the title of "Dui Jue".

However, Huang Ming's voice fell in just a moment.

Zhao Heng has already given the second couplet.

"Outside the jade railings, there are jade hairpins, and jade hairpins are inserted into the jade head."

The second couplet has four jade characters, and there are also two "jade hairpins" in the top.

The parallelism is meticulous and perfect.

"Wonderful! What a wonderful second couplet."

"Another absolute!"

Everyone in the hall praised it, and Miss Chunlu looked at Zhao Heng with a brighter look.

Huang Ming was surprised, and he felt a sense of vigilance in his heart, and there was a sense of urgency that he had met his match.

His thoughts were flying, and he blurted out another first couplet.

"The clear spring at the Buddha's feet floats, floats, floats down two jade belts."

When everyone was thinking hard and couldn't come up with the second couplet.

Zhao Heng picked up the wine in the glass and drank it all.

He said casually: "The source of living water is bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, a string of pearls."

The whole room was in an uproar, sighing that Zhao Heng had given another absolute!

Huang Ming's forehead began to sweat, his eyes were slightly red, he paced back and forth for a while, and then opened his mouth to speak again.

"Water flows, flowers fade, and birds can be heard from time to time; the willow-shaded road is curved, there is an authentic work!"

Zhao Heng chuckled, took the wine pot and poured wine, and blurted out.

"Fragrant grass is lush, rabbits rise and falcons fall; withered flowers are dotted, swallows dance and orioles sing."

When he came up with the second couplet, the cup was full of wine, and everyone was shocked.

Huang Ming was sweating like pulp at this time, his eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily, like a mad bull with red eyes.

He said: "There are three parts of water, two parts of bamboo, and one part of bright moon."

Zhao Heng sneered.

"From the five-step building, the ten-step pavilion, look at the hundred-step river!"

"You...!"

Finally, Huang Ming stumbled, stepped back a few steps, and his body trembled slightly.

Never thought that the first couplet that could stump Zhao Heng was actually a sign of exhaustion of talent.

But Zhao Heng spoke calmly.

"Mr. Huang, let me come up with the first couplet."

Huang Ming was already dizzy at this time, completely losing the initiative, and nodded blankly.

"Okay..."

Zhao Heng casually said: "Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, shrimp drink water, the truth will come out!"

"This..."

When this couplet came out, everyone was surprised, and sighed at the ingenuity and difficulty of this couplet.

Huang Ming had already lost his mind. When he heard it, his head suddenly buzzed and went blank.

"I...I...I can't come up with it!"

Zhao Heng smiled evilly, but looked down at the obsessed Chunlu courtesan.

He raised his glass to her from a distance, and at the same time gave the second couplet himself.

"Master presses down on Master's Wife, Master's Wife presses down on the bed, the bed presses down on the ground, and the ground shakes!"

When the second couplet came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Exclamations and laughter continued...

The courtesan Chunlu blushed with shame, and lowered her head quickly, almost burying her pretty face in the snow-white ditch.

Her eyes were shy and angry, and she wanted to refuse but also welcomed!

Only Huang Ming, the "opponent" on the high platform on the fourth floor, was struck by lightning at this time. He groaned, rolled his eyes, and fainted beside Tang Lun, the poet.

In the end, Zhao Heng won a great victory in a battle of couplets.

The courtesan Chunlu was both shy and excited, and finally took the initiative to go up to the attic and stuffed the silk scarf in front of Zhao Heng in public.

Zhao Heng lowered his head and whispered a few words in her ear.

The courtesan Chunlu trembled with shame, and finally stuffed the silk scarf into Zhao Heng's arms and fled without looking back.

Then everyone found that after returning to the fifth floor, the courtesan Chunlu did not go to her own room, but went to the west wing, the room of the courtesan Dongxue.

This scene made all the men present excited.

You can tell with your toes that Mr. Zhao's plan is a "two-shot" trick, which is really enviable!

But even so, Mr. Zhao did not return to his room and stayed on the third floor.

Everyone was stunned, and had already guessed Zhao Heng's idea.

After a while, the third courtesan appeared.

This is the "Xia He" courtesan of Cuiyinlou.

The courtesan Xia He is as her name suggests, just like the summer lotus, bright and pure, beautiful but not coquettish.

Her graceful and exquisite figure, and her first love face, make men feel love when they see her.

The test question for the courtesan Xia He to recruit her as a guest is different from the previous two courtesans, which is to guess the word puzzle.

A word puzzle seems simple, but it actually covers a wide range of topics, and can guess words and phrases.

Using the "shape, sound, and meaning" of words to create a puzzle is extremely challenging for people's imagination and talent.

This courtesan Xia He is a master at guessing riddles.

As soon as she appeared, she used several wonderful riddles to stump many literati and talented people present.

Within half an incense stick of time, the whole audience could still answer the riddles of courtesan Xia He.

Only among the four talented people, the "word master" Du Zicai was the best at riddles.

This person was the thinnest among the four talented people, but he was quick-witted and imaginative.

No matter how Miss Xia He asked questions, he could always solve them in a moment.

In the end, Miss Xia He could only admit defeat.

Of course, the price of admitting defeat was to pledge one's body.

When Du Zicai won, everyone did not look at this talented person, but looked at the third floor in unison.

Sure enough, a familiar figure appeared in a familiar position, and a familiar voice came again.

"This... is also called a riddle?"

Zhao Heng appeared again and intercepted it accurately at the last moment.

Du Zicai, who was standing opposite him, stared at Zhao Heng with wide eyes, both angry and nervous.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Zhao Heng said calmly: "Mr. Du, don't be nervous. I'll give you a few riddles. If you can answer them, I lose."

Du Zicai snorted coldly, "Please ask!"

Zhao Heng put his hands behind his back and said casually: "The first question is about a woman giving birth to a child. Guess an idiom!"

"The second question is about Miss Wen getting married. Guess a word."

"The third question is about living apart. Guess an idiom."

"Just these three questions, guess."

Zhao Heng casually asked the three questions, and Du Zicai's face changed immediately.

Everyone present was also at a loss, and they couldn't guess the answer at all.

In the end, Mr. Du, who was known as the "best in words".

He held it in for a quarter of an hour, his hair was messy and his face flushed.

In the end... he couldn't catch his breath, and he fainted directly, becoming the third person to fall among the four great talents.

Afterwards, Xia He, the courtesan, naturally became Zhao Heng's third prey, and shyly presented her token.

Then he returned to the fifth floor and entered the west wing.

So far, Zhao Heng, one of the four courtesans, has taken the top three.

Everyone secretly cursed this young man, saying that he was just an animal and didn't leave anyone a way to live.

But they had to admire his peerless literary talent and talent, and they were furious!

...

Finally, it was the turn of the courtesan "Qiu Yue" in the main building of Jinfeng Pavilion.

This courtesan Qiu Yue was completely different from the previous three courtesans.

She was wearing a black tight-fitting outfit, which was cut just right, highlighting her perfect body curves.

This woman's appearance was also extremely outstanding, but her delicate face was filled with a trace of heroism that was rare in women.

A head of black waterfall hair tied behind her head, with elastic but wheat-colored skin, a high nose bridge and slightly upturned lips.

The pair of beautiful eyes, with pride and rebelliousness, exuded a different kind of charm, like a wild "wild horse", which could arouse a man's strong desire to win and conquer.

At this time, Qiuyue Oiran appeared, carrying a horn bow on her back. The bowstring made of cow tendons separated the mountains in front of her, making her more amazing.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted cheers from the audience.

When Zhao Heng looked at this woman, he didn't feel much at first.

But when his mind subconsciously swept over this woman, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

This woman turned out to be a warrior of the eighth level of the Tempering Body Realm, which was also considered a master in the secular world.

But what Zhao Heng was surprised about was not her cultivation, but the strange aura left on her body.

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Qiuyue Oiran also raised her own test questions in public.

"Contest in archery!"

Unlike the three previous courtesans who liked literary talent, this courtesan Qiuyue was keen on horseback archery and had great archery skills.

She ordered people to set up a target in the hall of Jinfeng Pavilion.

From the hall to the street outside the hall of Jinfeng Pavilion, the distance was several dozen feet.

This courtesan Qiuyue shot three arrows in a row, and all of them hit the bull's eye, which attracted cheers from the whole room.

Afterwards, Qiuyue drew back the bow and arrow, shook her long hair, and glanced at the guests with a heroic yet beautiful face, with a provocative look on her face.

"Whoever can beat me in archery, I am willing to serve you!"