On the other side, Dongao Continent and Furong City.
In a restaurant, Yue Feng and Xiao Xi were sleeping. They heard loud gongs and drums and shouts outside.
Yue Feng was stunned to be woken up. He rolled around on the ground and put the quilt over his head, but he could still hear the shouting.
He and Xiao Xi shared a room. Of course, Xiao Xi slept on the bed and Yue Feng slept on the floor.
"Sir, why is it so noisy outside?" Xiao Xi asked, then walked to the window and looked downstairs.
"Master, please look!" Xiao Xi suddenly lost all sleep and was as happy as a child.
At this time, the street downstairs was bustling with people. There were many pedestrians!
On both sides of the street, the shouts of various vendors could be heard, including those selling candied haws, some selling various pastries, and some selling lanterns. Not to mention how lively it was!
"Sir, it's so lively, let's go down too." Xiao Xi said with a smile, pulling Yue Feng downstairs.
Yue Feng was still sleepy, and when he was pulled downstairs by Xiao Xi, he also looked hopeless.
When he got downstairs and saw the waiter in the restaurant, Yue Feng couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why is it so busy outside?"
The waiter in the shop smiled and said, "Are you two from out of town? Today is the triennial 'Poetry Conference'!"
As soon as the waiter finished speaking, Xiao Xi clapped her hands and smiled at Yue Feng: "Yes, yes, sir, I remembered it! Every three years, Wenzong would hold a poetry conference. This poetry conference,
It should be held in Furong City! Young Master, we are so lucky, the poetry conference is really lively! Young Master, would you please go out with Xiao Xi to have a look..."
Yue Feng gave a bitter smile and rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Okay, let's go take a look."
Xiao Xi cheered and ran out of the restaurant quickly.
I saw that the streets at this time were full of people and very lively. The whole street was full of people, and almost everyone from Furong City came.
Yue Feng and Xiao Xi held hands and walked inside along with the flow of people.
The poetry conference attracted countless tourists, and many people from nearby cities came to join in the fun. The streets were packed.
This poetry conference can attract so many tourists, and it can also make a lot of money for vendors. The streets are crowded with various stalls, some selling snacks, some selling knickknacks, and some selling lanterns.
It's so dazzling to see, it's so exciting!
Xiao Xi has never been so happy since she was a child. She would stop at every stall.
The further you go inside, the more lively it becomes, with shouts and shouts coming and going.
"Sour and sweet candied haws..."
"Candy man, sweet and sticky candy man..."
Yue and Feng felt the lively atmosphere while walking, feeling indescribably comfortable.
After walking for nearly an hour, we finally arrived at the busiest place. Not far away, we saw nearly 100,000 people gathered around!
"Sir, there are a lot of people here. Let's go take a look." Xiao Xi pulled Yue Feng and slowly walked through the crowd. At the end of the crowd, there was a giant stage.
On this stage, there is a huge stone tablet with a few big words written on it: Poetry Conference, use poems to make friends!
In the center of the stage, there was a tall woman standing. She held a microphone in her hand and said with a smile: "Everyone, who else can write a good poem?!"
Xiao Xi took Yue Feng's hand and said softly: "Sir, this poetry conference is held every three years. It is organized by Wenzong. Every poetry conference can attract literati from all over the world. These literati
Poet, if you win the first place in the poetry competition, you will get the title of 'Furong Talented Scholar'."
Lotus Talent?
Hearing this, Yue Feng couldn't help but laugh and said: "What's the use of having this title?"
Xiao Xi shook her head and said: "I don't know, this title is just an honor. Anyway, it's very beautiful!"
