The Silent Night of April Fourteenth

April fourteenth, night!

The moon was already full.

Lin Su and Zhou Mei watched the moon on the horizon from within the inn.

They watched South Mountain City go from clamor to silence.

The night had deepened, yet there was no movement at all.

The moon was still that same moon, and the stars were still that same field of stars.

Under the moonlight, the streets seemed secluded and clean. In South Mountain Inn, lamps burned like beans in the rooms of the two elders, and they too were very quiet.

The lamps had not gone out, and the scholars below had not left either.

The sound of poetry recitals drifted over. To be honest, poetry of this level did not even catch Zhou Mei's eye...

She was rather puzzled. "Say, are the scholars of your South Mountain fools? Instead of spending all this effort currying favor with those two old geezers, why not put some effort into you? You're the First Grandmaster of Azure Lotus. The moment you stepped in, you crushed White Deer Academy until not even dregs remained. Aren't you ten times, a hundred times stronger than those two old geezers? More importantly, I personally think winning you over is easier than winning over those two old geezers. Even if they can't win you over, whose family doesn't have a few sisters? Surely their sisters can't be less beautiful than that Village Girl outside the city."

Lin Su directly ignored the suggestiveness in her words and smiled faintly. "Do you really think the scholars' efforts in reciting poetry lie only in poetry itself?"

Zhou Mei turned her gaze toward him, somewhat confused...

Lin Su said leisurely, "What they recite is poetry, but what they recite is also the ways of the world! Poetry, Ci, essays, calligraphy—they are