Lin Qingqian and everyone were talking lively, and a bunch of people were actually quarreling not far away.

She was shocked, and anyone else dared to make trouble in Yanlou?

Zhao Wushuang and others were not surprised. The noise there seemed to be just a common thing for them.

Lin Qingqian's eyes fell on the other side.

Zhao Wushuang saw her doubts and explained with a smile, "They are in the ritual building, and the people in the Yanlou encourage everyone to speak freely. The old man wearing a straight blue color is a teacher from Sifang Academy, and the white beard and long-faced one is from the Imperial College. Those people are very famous."

So that's it! Lin Qingqian was not as shy as a local bun, and nodded with a smile.

However, the noble girls looked down on Lin Qingqian for this. No matter where they were, ignorant people would be looked down upon. Although Lin Qingqian's identity is noble, the noble girls felt that Lin Qingqian was just better in medical skills, and in other aspects, they might only be considered a fool. On the other hand, even if Lin Qingqian's knowledge is slightly better, how could he be worthy of the King of Jingyue, who is both civil and military?

Lin Qingqian didn't know that she was despised by everyone. If she knew, she would have to mutter: Eat salty radish and worry about it. Is she worthy of Zhao Jingyun? Do you need others to worry about it?

As Zhao Wushuang said, the debate over there did not last long, and the poster stood up.

"You are today's Lantern Festival. According to the rules of previous years, this year we will discuss calligraphy, painting, poetry, and pairs. Each winner can receive a prize of 1,000 taels of silver." Fengxinglou announced with a smile, "This year, thanks to the sponsorship of His Royal Highness, the Third Prince, the Two Princesses and everyone. In addition, the paintings that won the first place can be sold for bidding and the inscription of Wang Ge Lao."

As soon as this statement was said, there was another heated discussion. Wang Ge Lao's calligraphy and paintings were better than Huineng, because he was old and it was difficult to find his calligraphy and paintings on the market. In this way, if the poems are good and the calligraphy and paintings are good, you can imagine how valuable the work will be in the end.

The nobles upstairs were excited, and the literati downstairs were also extremely excited.

There is probably no chance to buy calligraphy and paintings, and they don’t have that much money. But they can work hard on poems and couplets. If that is, what is said is, if their poems get the first place, they will make a lot of money. At that time, not only can they become famous, but they can also get a reward of silver. The poems are sold at a high price, which is simply a good thing to win both fame and fortune.

Lin Qingqian looked at it lazily, not very enthusiastic.

The competition between calligraphy and painting and poetry is not the beginning. On the Lantern Festival, everyone wants to be lively.

The first thing to start the competition is dance and instrumental music, and the picture is full of excitement.

The noble girls are ready, and the young men are trying more and more. Everyone can cooperate with each other. Whether they can win the championship in the end depends on their ability.

All the bead curtains on the third floor were pulled up, and a cold wind poured into the upper floor.

Lin Qingqian dressed a lot, but after going upstairs, the cloak on her body was taken off. An Po Zi and Wenxin were worried that she would catch a cold, so they quickly took the cloak over and tied it to her.

Zhao Jingyun frowned slightly and whispered to continue.

After a while, Mu Qing took several Tao Pozis over and handed them to Chu Xin. Chu Xin put Tao Pozis over to Lin Qingqian and covered them, while Shui Bai brought two braziers to put them not far from Lin Qingqian.

Everyone stared at me in amazement.

The upstairs are full of young men and ladies from various prefectures. They are spoiled. In contrast, everyone realized that they were just a scumbag. Of course, everyone once again saw how good King Jingyue was to the princess.

"Oh, it's almost too late." A cute and silly voice suddenly rang.

Everyone couldn't help but look over.

Zhao Cong'an's delicate little face suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Lin Qingqian looked over with a smile, and it was indeed lively and everyone gathered together.

"Princess Jing, you are here too." Zhao Cong'an looked around the building and quickly found an acquaintance. For some reason, she preferred Lin Qingqian. Speaking of which, Chen Jinjin and Zhao Wushuang were both acquaintances, but she didn't recognize either, so she recognized Lin Qingqian.

Zhao Jingyun's eyes were half-closed and the corners of his mouth were pressed down. Anyone who knew him knew that this was a prelude to him deliberately getting angry.

Zhao Cong'an is not very old and looks good, cute and pleasing to see. She ran towards Lin Qingqian.

Just as she was about to rush to Lin Qingqian, Zhao Jingyun spoke slowly, his voice still not small, "The princess was surprised, and he was not familiar with people, avoid it."

Zhao Cong'an...

She stood up and looked at Zhao Jingyun quietly and replied, "Uncle Wang, I have met the princess several times, and I have already fallen into the category of acquaintances."

"The princess seems to have forgotten that the princess was frightened in the palace. You were also present at that time." Zhao Jingyun was very polite.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly felt subtle. King Jingyue did not say it clearly, but why did there be a sense of hostility inside and outside? Could it be...

Thinking of the few people dealing with in the palace, all the smart people lowered their eyes. Several adults' investigation office said that Concubine Yu was the murderer behind the scenes, but who could explain the matter in the palace clearly? Will a woman be so stupid as to attack Princess Jing in Cining Palace just because of her jealousy?

Is this matter related to Zhao Cong'an?

Zhao Cong'an was the princess, and the noble girls in the capital were actually not very familiar with her. Because Zhao Cong'an has lived in Jingzhou for many years and has almost never been to the capital. This year is her second time in Beijing. When she first entered Beijing, Zhao Cong'an was still a baby.

King Chen Qing is old and devotes himself to the weak and sick prince. He has been more low-key than King Jingyue for many years. Of course, in terms of strength, King Chen Qing cannot be compared with King Jingyue. Zhao Cong'an is so simple, how could he target Princess Jing?

Most people thought about it, but finally eliminated their suspicion of Zhao Cong'an, believing that Zhao Jingyun was simply too fond of Princess Jing, and some of them were all soldiers.

Lin Qingqian's life is so good.

Therefore, Zhao Cong'an's arrival successfully caused Lin Qingqian to be jealous and hated again.

"Hasn't the murderer been caught?" Zhao Cong'an murmured, feeling a little aggrieved.

Zhao Jingyun would not spoil her, "But when the princess sees you, she will think of being frightened and wronged in the palace."

"But she is here too." Zhao Cong'an pointed at Zhao Wushuang who was sitting with Lin Qingqian with confidence and dissatisfaction.

Zhao Wushuang...

Who would she provoke?

"The princess likes her, she can stay." Zhao Jingyun's eyes were a little more fierce.

That's because she is not popular anymore! Zhao Cong'an was stunned and tears were about to fall from grievance.

Chen Jinjin sneered and greeted Zhao Cong'an with a smile, "Princess, sit here."

Zhao Cong'an glanced at Zhao Jingyun stubbornly, then yelled at Lin Qingqian in anger, "I like you so much, but you don't like me. In the future, I will never regard you as a friend."

Zhao Jingyun and Lin Jingxing looked over coldly.

Lin Qingqian smiled and finally spoke slowly, "The princess and I are separated from each other, so it's better not to get too close, so as to avoid being together after becoming close friends, and it will be uncomfortable to feel separated."

This seemed to be more mediocre. Zhao Cong'an's face relaxed a little, and then glared at Lin Qingqian fiercely, "Don't think that I will forgive you. Humph, Zhao Wushuang will be separated from you in the future, so you will regard her as a friend."

Zhao Wushuang was once again innocently caught, and she smiled and replied, "There is no way, and fate is also important between people."

It was so annoying. One or two people actually joined forces to bully her one. Zhao Cong'an blushed, stamped his feet, and then turned around and went to Chen Jinjin's side.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Most of the noble ladies in the capital were familiar with each other and would meet at many gatherings and banquets. There were many people, so there were naturally conflicts. However, for the benefit of the various governments, even if they dislike each other, they would not be as straightforward as Zhao Cong'an and Lin Qingqian.

Zhao Cong'an is really too simple, and Princess Jing is obviously spoiled by King Jingyue to be lawless. Alas, I can't afford to offend them all!

Zhao Cong'an sat down to Chen Jinjin and his group, his face was always bad, and his mouth was pouting, and she was obviously still angry.

"It's easy for you to offend people like this." Zhao Wushuang reminded her with a smile.

"The princess didn't say anything, so she was still thinking about it." Lin Qingqian fought back.

Zhao Wushuang...

It hurts heart! It feels like thousands of arrows piercing the heart. Indeed, she seems to have no one provoked her, so Zhao Cong'an caught her and squirted.

Zhao Wushuang laughed out loud.

The girls sitting next to me looked at me, and I looked at you, but didn't say anything. Zhao Wushuang and Lin Qingqian were talking back and forth, and they seemed to have ordinary conversations, but they couldn't integrate into that intimate atmosphere.

There are many noble girls in the capital, and everyone can excel with their own abilities. However, in previous years, the names of the four beauties have hardly been moved. However, even so, everyone is still full of fighting spirit to participate in the competition. No matter what, it is a chance to be exposed in front of everyone.

The dialogue building involves a very exquisite thing. A high platform was built outside. People on the upper floor can go directly to the high platform outside from the second floor.

Watching the stage playing and singing and dancing, Lin Qingqian found it very interesting. In ancient times, the actors were not inferior to the ninth class? Aren’t the ladies unwilling to show up in public? What’s the matter with these people on the stage?

As expected, privileges work everywhere. They also pursue fame and fortune. Ordinary people are indecent and shameless, while the young men and ladies from noble families are elegant and unconventional.

Lin Qingqian became more and more happy the more she thought about it, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The girls who heard her whispering beside them couldn't help but look at her, and didn't understand what she was laughing at.

"The one dancing in the field was Miss Xue from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Her waist was soft and her body was light. Dancing was the best in the capital." Zhao Wushuang was worried that Lin Qingqian would not understand, so she smiled and explained to her.

Lin Qingqian smiled and nodded straight, it was not bad, Coke!

The song ends, and the dancer ends.

The perfect combination, the applause downstairs was thunderous, and many people even called out Miss Xue enthusiastically. The hot scene was no worse than that of modern fans.

"Does everyone have to perform?" Lin Qingqian asked softly, pinching a piece of chestnut cake and putting it into his mouth.

Yanlou is very good, with all kinds of pastries and tea. Lin Qingqian felt that if he lived in the capital for a long time, he might be willing to come to Yanlou a few more times.

"No need. People who don't want to become famous don't have to go there. However, if you don't have a certain identity and don't become famous, you can't enter Yanlou at all." Zhao Wushuang replied.

Said very contradictory!
Chapter completed!