Ye Siming had already turned on his horse and sat next to the little guy's back.

Gu Nuo'er smiled and said sweetly: "But you are really handsome today! You look good!"

Jiang Xiaoran pursed his lips and smiled smugly, unfolding his folding fan smartly: "That's natural."

Ye Siming frowned quietly.

He stretched out his hand and straightened Gu Nuo'er's small head so that she could look straight ahead.

"Let's go."

After all, he lightly clamped his horse's belly, rolled up the hustle and bustle and left.

Gu Nuoer left a little Nuoyin: "Brother Huaradish, goodbye!"

Outside the winning chess hall, it was already very lively here.

In order to build up his reputation, he spent a lot of money this time, and he was not stingy at all.

Firecrackers were crackling at the door.

Above the plaque of the chess hall, there is also a piece of red cloth with a string of black characters written on it.

"Rongqing Four Seasons Sugar Shop and Mantangcai open poetry collections!"

There are many guests walking to the chess hall.

There was also a shouting shop assistant standing at the door.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, as long as you have a Yaxing who recites poems rightly, you can come and take a look at us!"

"Melon seeds for tea do not charge money, and there are also pastries from Siji Sugar Shop. You are afraid that you won't be able to buy these pastries in the queue. Today, you can enjoy them for free in our winning chess hall!"

"If you win the prize, you can return the expensive rouge for your wife, young lady, and daughter. It's a great deed, don't miss it! Please come in!"

With the enthusiasm of the second shopkeeper, more and more people walked inside.

Ye Siming tied the horse in the stable outside.

He led the little guy inside.

Gu Nuoer didn't say that he was coming, so the person in charge of the connection between Mantangcai and the Four Seasons Sugar Shop didn't know.

The two entered the chess hall, and the lobby was already full of people.

The chess hall was temporarily rented by Mantangcai.

At this moment, several shop assistants, under the arrangement of the steward, are moving tables and adding places.

But Rao is so, and many people choose to stand and listen to the poems.

And those seats with the best views have long been occupied.

Gu Nuo'er stood on tiptoe and looked around.

She was a little annoyed: "Brother Siming, it seems that we have no place. Well, but I don't want to stand."

The little guy's voice just fell.

On the seat of the Best Poetry Viewing Club next to her, a man stood up.

He has a gentle appearance and looks like a scholar who has come to participate in a poetry festival.

But at this time, he touched his clothes back and forth, and said doubtfully, "Where did my book fall? I have to look for it."

Then he hurried away.

The man who was sitting next to him hurriedly stood up.

He followed and chased out: "Brother Tan! Wait! I still put my money bag on you!"

Looking at the backs of the two walking away.

Gu Nuo'er blinked.

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a place.

And from here, you can see the center of the lobby of the chess hall.

After a while, the talented people will go to discuss poetry and poetry talents in pairs.

In this way, although Ye Siming and Gu Nuo'er arrived late, they sat in the seat with the best view.

The shop assistant quickly brought tea and melon seeds snacks.

Ye Siming said lightly: "If there is no place, I will grab one for you temporarily, and it will be too late."

Gu Nuo'er immediately waved her little finger.

"The people sitting here are all literati and writers. They are all scholars. We must act rationally and not bully others!"

With that said, the little guy pushed him a cup of tea.