Zhang Dapao, So You're a Poet?

Looking at these Holy Son who were like sycophants, Lu Changsheng finally understood why Central Province had declined.

Look at the cultivators from the Eastern Land, they're all completely still.

And look at you guys, it's just...!

Well!

Lu Changsheng was disappointed in him.

Just then, Wang Xuanji, who was not far away, came back to her senses after thinking about Lu Changsheng. She immediately looked around and quickly walked over after seeing Lu Changsheng Wang Xuanji.

"Senior Brother Lu! You've arrived! Quick, quick, everyone make way so you don't disturb Senior Brother Lu's fresh air."

Wang Xuanji appeared somewhat excited.

"Senior Brother Lu, you're here too."

Li Rulong also came over, all smiles.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Lu." Zhang Yuanru also ran over and bowed respectfully upon seeing Lu Changsheng.

"Imperial Tutor! Imperial Tutor! After several months apart, we are finally reunited. I, Qian Yiyuan, am truly at a loss for words. Here, I wish you, Imperial Tutor, the spirit of a dragon and horse, boundless joy, a happy marriage, auspicious beginnings, double happiness, boundless blessings, longevity, unwavering love, good fortune, starlight, joy, perfect happiness, adding flowers to brocade, providing charcoal in the snow, great luck, and a bright future!"

Qian Yiyuan appeared out of nowhere and immediately showered everyone with blessings upon meeting.

This left many people present stunned.

You call this being unable to speak properly?

I can understand adding flowers to brocade, but what does it mean to send charcoal in the snow?

However, while others didn't understand, Lu Changsheng knew Qian Yiyuan very well and was also very curious about what Qian Yiyuan had experienced in his childhood that made him like this.

"Didn't your sister come?"

Lu Changsheng asked curiously.

"She didn't come; she went to fight in the war."

Qian Yiyuan shook his head in reply.

"They went to fight?"

"Yes, she said Imperial Capital and she couldn't bully others, so she went to the border to fight and bully others. Imperial Tutor, you don't need to worry about her, she won't suffer any losses."

Qian Yiyuan said with a smile.

This gave Lu Changsheng the illusion that the Great Qian Dynasty wanted the pills.

But at that moment, the Purple Azure Holy Son immediately spoke up.

"What's going on now? I specially invited Senior Brother Lu over here to bring glory to us male cultivators."

"The Purple Azure Holy Son spoke up."

"What? Bring glory to the men's football team? I can't do that."

Lu Changsheng misheard.

"No, it's to bring glory to us male cultivators. Senior Brother Lu, what is men's football?"

The Purple Azure Holy Son was a little confused.

"Oh, a male cultivator." Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, mainly because the Purple Azure Holy Son spoke a little too fast, so he misheard.

"Si Kong Nanqin of the Heavenly Fragrance Sect has already prepared the topics. The one on the left is the topic proposed by Si Kong Nanqin. However, so far, no one has been able to get Nanqin Fairy to nod in approval. The topic proposed by Exquisite Holy Maiden is also somewhat similar. Of course, so far, no one has been able to compose a poem that satisfies the Saintess."

Wang Xuanji spoke, saying this.

"We really don't understand things like love and romance, Senior Brother Lu. We're counting on you now."

"The Shu Gate Holy Son said earnestly."

Not only him, but many people also looked at Lu Changsheng with anticipation in their eyes.

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but frown.

He did have some schooling, but the problem is he doesn't really know much about poetry related to love and romance.

However, Wang Fugui, who was standing to the side, pondered for a while after reading the poems, and then slowly said, "To be honest, I have some knowledge of poetry."

This statement immediately aroused the curiosity of everyone.

"Oh, and who is this?"

"Brother Wang is a good friend of Senior Brother Lu," Purple Azure Holy Son explained.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Since he was Lu Changsheng's friend, he was certainly no ordinary person.

"If Brother Wang has some talent, you can give it a try. Anyway, it doesn't cost anything to try. We all tried, but unfortunately our poems were mediocre and we failed to win the fairy's approval."

Wang Xuanji spoke, saying this.

Hearing everyone say this, Wang Fugui felt even more at ease.

"In that case, I'll make a fool of myself."

Wang Fugui spoke.

Everyone was filled with anticipation.

Lu Changsheng, however, remained somewhat silent.

He still vividly remembered Wang Fugui's classic poem, "Red Boat Jinling Tour, boat accompanies fish."

But it's good that Wang Fugui laid the groundwork first, so that he can stand out from the crowd.

Very good, excellent, really good!

"Since the theme is admiration and missed opportunities, I, Wang, have composed a poem on the spot."

"A talented man falls for a beautiful woman, but the mother-in-law is materialistic. The dowry is 66,000 yuan—don't miss this opportunity!"

Wang Fugui spoke with great emotion, and at the end, he even shed two lines of tears.

The room fell silent instantly.

The entire hall fell silent.

Wang Fugui, on the other hand, felt a little guilty.

"Good!"

After a while, someone spoke up. It was Wang Xuanji's voice. He was calm and was the first to cheer.

"This poem may seem ordinary at first glance, but upon closer listening, it feels very close to real life."

Li Rulong also chimed in with praise.

"I feel like I'm watching a couple in love, both of them, but they ran into a materialistic mother-in-law who demanded an exorbitant dowry to break them up. In the end, the two people in love couldn't be together. Waaah, I cried!"

"I cried too!"

"This is poetry! Poetry that captures life! A few simple words can describe such a moving story. Excellent! Excellent!"

"I cried too. I saw that my dao companion wasn't crying, so I made her cry."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"One more song! Quick, one more song!"

"As expected of someone who works alongside Senior Brother Lu, they are truly exceptionally talented and erudite!"

"Even a pig can be talented if it follows Senior Brother Lu around, let alone a human! This Brother Wang is truly exceptionally talented."

Throughout the ancient workshop, chorus of praise rang out, leaving Lu Changsheng breathless.

Are you guys serious?

Fellow Daoists, how much is a positive review? Let's make money together! Don't leave me out!

Lu Changsheng was stunned. Although he knew that Wang Fugui was bad at writing poetry, he never expected that he would be shocked again.

Lu Changsheng was having an existential crisis. He felt that there was nothing worse in the world.

Hearing the praise from everyone, Wang Fugui became even more enthusiastic.

"Since that's the case, then I'll make a fool of myself with my second poem."

"Cough cough!"

Wang Fugui even made a point of adjusting his emotions.

Then he spoke.

"Since the second poem is about admiration and fear, then I will make a fool of myself again."

"There is a beautiful woman in the north."

Wang Fugui spoke.

Well, to be honest, the first sentence at least had some substance.

Lu Changsheng became somewhat curious.

Then, Wang Fugui continued to speak.

"There is a beautiful woman in the north, so lovely, I really want to take her home, but alas I dare not!"

Well!

At this point, Wang Fugui sighed deeply, his eyes filled with an indescribable sense of desolation and loneliness.

Hiss!

Lu Changsheng took back what he had just said.

There really are poems worse than the first one.

This is fucking ridiculous.

Are you the poet Zhang Dapao?

Inside the Bright Moon Ancient Market, Lu Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of monster could possibly write such a poem?!

What kind of monster or demon could write such poetry?

This isn't just about being illiterate; this is about being mentally disabled!

But what shocked Lu Changsheng once again was...

The room erupted in uproar once again.

"What a beautiful poem! What a beautiful poem!"

"Although it's a bit vulgar, it comes from the bottom of my heart. Good, good, really good."

"This poem expresses our thoughts perfectly. I really want to take it home, but unfortunately I don't dare."

"Yes, although it's a bit vulgar, as the ancients said, 'Great elegance is also great vulgarity, and great vulgarity is also great elegance!' It can be appreciated by both the refined and the common! Hahahaha!"

"This poem reminds me of my dao companion I have never met."

"This poem reminds me of my childhood hometown."

"You know what, this poem reminds me of that unforgettable summer when Ah Zhen fell in love with Ah Qiang."

"Damn it, fellow Daoists, this is going too far! Just how much did you all take?"

"Good, good, good, what a wonderful piece that appeals to both refined and popular tastes!"

"Although I think this poem is just so-so, since you all say it's good, then I'll say it's good too!"

The hall erupted in cheers.

This made Lu Changsheng feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

His distress wasn't due to poor poetry skills.

Instead, it's these people who, when they have money, don't share it with him and hog it all.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng really wanted to ask Wang Fugui a question.

How much does a positive review cost? I'll only charge half!

Just then, an extremely pleasant voice suddenly rang out.

"I heard that Daoist Eldest Senior Brother Lu Changsheng of the Daoist sect has arrived. I hope that Eldest Senior Brother could compose a poem based on my topic?"

The sound rang out; it was the voice of Si Kong Nanqin.

At this moment, the ancient workshop fell silent.