Sikong Nanqin Makes Her Entrance

Bright Moon Ancient Market.

As soon as Si Kong Nanqin's voice rang out, everyone fell completely silent.

One of the Four Beauties of Central Province, she specifically requested that Lu Changsheng compose a poem.

For a moment, everyone was curious about what kind of poems Lu Changsheng could compose.

Yesterday's Establish the Heart for Heaven and Earth has already shocked the world, and today everyone is even more eager for it.

However, there shouldn't be any major anomalies in poems about love and romance, right?

Yes, you should!

That's what everyone thought.

In the ancient workshop.

Lu Changsheng pondered for a long time.

The main problem is that assigned essay topics are difficult to write.

If there's no set topic, a simple phrase like "A fair maiden is sought after by a gentleman" would suffice.

Why must a topic be set?

Admiration? Missed opportunity?

Lu Changsheng pondered for a moment.

After a while, he remembered a line of ancient poetry he had read in a book.

At that moment, Lu Changsheng slowly spoke.

"The Changmen Story- awaited reunion has been missed once again. Even the beautiful woman has been envied."

"Even if I could buy Sima Xiangru Rhapsody with a thousand pieces of gold, to whom could I confide this tender feeling?"

"Do not dance, my lord. Have you not seen how even Yu Huan and Fei Yan have turned to dust?"

"Idle sorrow is the most bitter. Do not lean against the high tower, for the setting sun is just there, where the willows and smoke break one's heart."

Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.

This is a poem by Xin Qiji.

The Xiangru Rhapsody here refers to Sima Xiangru.

The gist of it is that A Jiao in the Changmen Palace longs to be summoned back to the emperor's favor, but her appointment with Jiaqi keeps getting delayed.

It's just that her beauty aroused envy. Even though she spent a fortune to buy Sikong Xiangru's famous poem, to whom could she express her tender feelings?

She loved Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che, but dared not tell him.

However, in the world of fantasy, there is no Sikong Xiangru, no Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che, no Fei Yan Yu Huan, and certainly no A Jiao guarding Changmen Palace.

Even so, this poem is still incredibly beautiful.

And at this moment.

Inside the Bright Moon Ancient Market.

An unusual phenomenon occurred.

In the main hall, an illusory palace appeared, and a stunningly beautiful woman, holding a book of poems, waited tenderly for her beloved. Changmen Palace, it was silent, desolate, and seemingly lifeless.

Apart from this stunningly beautiful woman, everything else carries an indescribable sense of loneliness and solitude.

Her eyes were full of love.

She loved Emperor Wu of Han, but dared not tell him.

"Even if I could buy Sima Xiangru Rhapsody with a thousand pieces of gold, to whom could I confide this tender feeling?"

Soon, these strange phenomena disappeared.

Everyone was captivated by the poetry.

Everyone saw A Jiao in the Changmen Palace, and everyone felt A Jiao's love.

"Excellent! What a fine poem!"

"As expected of Senior Brother Lu, his skill level is far superior to mine."

"Although I didn't understand the meaning of the poem, I roughly understood it after seeing the strange phenomenon just now."

"Senior Brother Lu truly deserves to be called the literary sage of our time!"

"But wait a minute, Senior Brother Lu, Nanqin Fairy's topic was 'Admiration and Missed Opportunity,' and yours doesn't seem to fit the theme, does it?"

Some people are curious: although they know that Lu Changsheng's poetry is excellent, the problem is that it doesn't fit the theme.

However, at that moment, a voice rang out.

"What do you know? Senior Brother Lu's poem was written for the Exquisite Holy Maiden. Isn't the Holy Maiden's theme 'Admiration and Daring'?"

Someone spoke up, and their words were like a wake-up call.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

It was clearly Nanqin Fairy who took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to compose a poem, yet Lu Changsheng actually composed a poem for Exquisite Holy Maiden first.

This is the work of a master of romance!

The struggles between women are terrifying; even pouring someone a glass of water first can be the spark that ignites a conflict.

Si Kong Nanqin took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to compose a poem, but Lu Changsheng first composed a poem for the Exquisite Holy Maiden. What does this mean?

In the woman's heart, this meant that the Exquisite Holy Maiden was more important to her than Si Kong Nanqin.

Si Kong Nanqin couldn't get angry; she could only be jealous.

If you get angry, won't you lose face?

That move was absolutely brilliant!

Hiss!

The Purple Azure Holy Son was the most shocked. At the same time, he recalled that he had actually said that Senior Brother Lu did not understand women. For a moment, the Purple Azure Holy Son fell silent.

The one who truly doesn't understand women isn't Lu Changsheng, but himself.

In a high-rise building, in a private room.

After the Exquisite Holy Maiden listened to Lu Changsheng's poem.

I couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Si Kong Nanqin took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to compose a poem, but to be honest, she was inexplicably a little unhappy.

But after Lu Changsheng composed this poem, for some reason, the Exquisite Holy Maiden felt extremely happy.

However, she didn't know that at this moment, even the ruthless her showed emotions.

"Junior Sister Yunrou, are you satisfied with this poem?"

Lu Changsheng chuckled softly.

To be honest, he didn't know Si Kong Nanqin at all. When two women were vying for his attention, Lu Changsheng would naturally choose to help the one he knew.

What good is Si Kong Nanqin's beauty?

I'm not a gigolo.

Just let me write poetry whenever I want?

Are you teaching me how to do things?

"Junior Sister really likes this poem," said the Exquisite Holy Maiden, her voice carrying a hint of shyness.

Hiss!

In an instant, all the cultivators in the ancient workshop gasped in shock.

"Everyone, stop breathing! I can't breathe!" Wang Fugui had inexplicably gained a lot of weight due to his cultivation practice, so he was having trouble breathing.

Everyone fell silent, and soon a plaintive voice rang out.

"Senior Brother Lu, why don't you write a poem for him too? After all, I am an admirer of yours."

Si Kong Nanqin's voice had a hint of coquettishness, causing countless cultivators to look embarrassed.

Although Lu Changsheng wrote a poem for the Exquisite Holy Maiden first, he would not deliberately embarrass Si Kong Nanqin.

After all, if you really provoke a woman, the consequences can be terrifying.

In short, women are not to be trifled with. Once you've provoked one, you must be ruthless and even cruel to destroy her, rather than harm yourself.

Cough!

After a slight cough, Lu Changsheng had almost figured out the second poem.

"Do not waste your Golden Thread Clothes, but cherish your youth."

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, for ye may ye have nothing left but bare branches."

"The sky is cloudless and the moon shines like a candle; the pear blossoms weep with dew and are as white as jade."

"The cuckoo cries all night until dawn, while the beauty sleeps alone in an empty room."

Lu Changsheng began, "This is a masterpiece by Bai Juyi."

The original text was very long, and given the literary cultivation of these people, Lu Changsheng felt that they would not understand it if he said it out loud, so he took out the beginning.

The general meaning of this poem is to cherish the good times.

If you love someone, don't miss out.

Pluck the flower while it blooms, for it will soon be bare and only empty branches remain.

Yes, very neat.

Sigh, this is how troublesome assigned poetry is; it practically drains all the ink in my belly.

I should attend fewer of these gatherings in the future, since I need to save some for the celestial realm.

What if the cultivators in the immortal realm have a high level of literary cultivation?

How can you show off if you don't have something to hide?

At this moment, Lu Changsheng finally understood why his elders always told him to read more books when he was young.

Indeed, reading can change one's destiny.

Cultured people, upon seeing a beautiful scene, might compose a poem. "Two green mountains face each other, a lone sail comes from the edge of the sun."

Seeing the snow scene, I'd like to compose a poem. "It must be that celestial beings are drunk and carefree, haphazardly crushing the white clouds."

How can this not be pretentious?

How could this not be in keeping with the occasion?

If you don't read any books, when you see a snow scene, you'll just think, "This snow is so damn beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!"

If you're even less cultured, then it's just "Holy crap!"

Well?

Why aren't you guys bragging?

What are you all standing there for?

Have you finished writing all the poems? Why aren't you bragging about them anymore?

Suddenly, Lu Changsheng realized that everything around him was quiet and no one was playing music anymore.

But the next moment, Lu Changsheng understood why.

On the escalator.

A stunningly beautiful woman in green appeared before everyone's eyes.

Si Kong Nanqin has made her appearance.