Chapter 185 The answer is hidden in the garden! "Okay! But I thought about it carefully. If we dine at the Tianwaitian Restaurant, wouldn't Princess Saint Ann be making money from our meal again? How about we just go to the garden at the back? Let Princess Saint Ann treat us to a meal, and we can earn her a meal fee!""Brother Li, what you said makes sense!" Yun Shu: “…” There's definitely something wrong with these people. Taking Yun Chuhuan and Ji Yongtian through a round stone gate, Yun Shu and the others arrived at the corridor connecting Tianwaitian Restaurant to Xianting. There were already many tribute scholars wearing cloaks and masks, as well as Xianting waiters dressed in the same way, standing inside. He calmly waved his hand, indicating that the waitress who handed out the mask and cloak did not need to salute. Yun Shu casually picked up a fox mask, put on his cloak, and walked into the crowd. Yun Chuhuan and Ji Yongtian were worried that they would lose him, so they quickly chased after him. More and more people gathered in the corridor, and no one noticed that three more people had quietly sneaked in. Everyone's attention was focused on the few shop assistants... oh, they're called waiters here, who were blocking their way in front. "Why can't I go in yet?"
The few people standing in the front are already a little impatient: "I've been waiting here for quite some time. Look for yourselves, how many people are standing behind here now? We are all waiting here, even if we can't go in, can you at least give us a reason?" "That's right! I've been waiting here for so long that I'm about to fall asleep!" "Can you hurry up!" "..." Once the first urging voice appeared, the second and the third naturally followed. Seeing the whole corridor filled with complaints, a clear and gentle female voice suddenly came from behind. Everyone turned around following the sound, and easily saw a water-blue figure passing through the dark cloak— It’s Tang Xinhua. She was completely different from what most of the tribute scholars imagined, who had only heard her name but had never seen her in person. There is no sorrow, no cowardice, no depression, no sadness... She does not have any of these. The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl is as confident and bright as the morning sun, exuding a kind of calmness and composure that comes from the bottom of her heart. He didn't want such a beautiful woman, but went out to keep a mistress who was not presentable enough... Is that guy surnamed Cao blind? "I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting." Not knowing what everyone was thinking, Tang Xinhua walked forward while raising his hand to make a "action" gesture. The waiters who had been standing quietly on both sides of the corridor immediately took action and lowered all the heavy curtains that had been rolled up high. The bright corridor suddenly became dark, and the crowd seemed to be getting restless again. But before they could really get agitated, a warm yellow candlelight suddenly lit up in the front. The ethereal sound of the piano was like a stream of clear spring water in summer, instantly calming the restlessness in everyone's hearts. "Look at that wall, there's a figure!" Suddenly, there was a burst of surprised shouts from the crowd.
Yun Chuhuan was too short and couldn't see anything standing at the back. He was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down: "What? Where is the figure? I can't see it!" "Hush, keep your voice down!" Ji Yongtian was already feeling guilty, and Yun Chuhuan's shout almost sent his soul away. He was afraid that it would attract the attention of his eldest brother. If his eldest brother went home and told their father, he would be beaten again. He covered his mouth twice anxiously. He failed to cover it, so Ji Yongtian just picked Yun Chuhuan up in a hurry. Fortunately, this trick finally worked. Yun Chuhuan was soon attracted by the handsome figure on the wall—— "The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night. It also blows down the stars like rain." As soon as the bold and uninhibited voice came out, the whole audience fell completely silent. People like Ji Yongtian who didn't understand much were just busy watching the figure move. Needless to say, all the tribute students held their breath and waited to hear the next words. "The road is filled with fragrance from the BMW and carved carriages. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots turns, and fish and dragons dance all night long." The figure on the wall slowly raised his hand: "The moth is like a golden thread on a snowy willow. With a smile and a faint fragrance, I have searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times..." "?????" The moment the figure on the wall and the voice of the eulogy disappeared at the same time, the tribute students in the corridor hadn't even reacted yet. After a long while, someone finally shouted frantically: "And then? Why is there nothing at the end?!" "Where's the shadow? Let the shadow come out and continue reading!" "Whose genius is this amazing work? Why have I never heard of it before?" "We have been searching for him everywhere for a thousand times. We have been searching for him everywhere for a thousand times. Now we really have to search for him everywhere for a thousand times!" After finally discovering a masterpiece, it ends abruptly at the climax. Who can stand this! A group of people were scratching their heads anxiously. Just at this moment, the curtains on both sides of the corridor were rolled up again. The sudden reappearance of light seemed to be silently announcing— Want to know the last line of that poem? Eh~ I won’t tell you! "Where can you find such a thing?" Someone couldn't help but approach Tang Xinhua directly: "Miss Tang, can you please tell us the last sentence?" "Please don't embarrass me, sir." Tang Xinhua chuckled and waved away the waiters who had been blocking the corridor and preventing everyone from entering the courtyard: "Her Royal Highness said that the last line of this poem is hidden in the garden. Whoever finds it first will be the first in today's poetry gathering." "Hidden in the garden? Could it be that he wrote a note and hid it in a fake cave? Since when did getting first place in a poetry competition depend on your ability to play hide-and-seek? Isn’t this just a child’s trick? " Someone was complaining in dissatisfaction, but at the same time he was deeply attracted by the incomplete last sentence of the poem and could not wait to run towards the garden.
However, people like Ji Yongxing, who were still thinking about the amazing talent who wrote this poem, resisted the urgency of wanting to find the answer immediately and stopped Tang Xinhua first: "Excuse me, Miss Tang, do you know the name of the person who wrote this poem and where he lives?" "Feel sorry." Tang Xinhua maintained her flawless smile and shook her head slightly: "Today's poetry gathering, including all the decorations in the garden, were designed by Her Royal Highness the Princess. I am only following your instructions, and I know nothing else." All from...Princess Saint Ann? Ji Yongxing's expression twisted. In fact, based on what Princess Saint Ann had tinkered with before, he wouldn't be surprised at all if she came up with some fancy new gadgets. But that poem is absolutely impossible!