paranoianovel Chapter 223 Winning The Best Poetry And Coming To The Immortal Empress
Chapter 223 Winning The Best Poetry And Coming To The Immortal Empress
In the face of everyone's ridicule, Qin Changqing remained calm and sat down in a prominent position without changing his expression.
He had seen this kind of scene many times before.
The crowd looked at each other, feeling puzzled.
Qin Changqing's calm demeanor in the face of so many experts did not seem like that of an ordinary person. Combined with the rules of the Tower of Ten Thousand Flowers, everyone couldn't help but start to speculate.
Could he be an esteemed guest of the Flower Tower?
After Qin Changqing sat down, a graceful Nascent Soul stage female cultivator came forward with spiritual food and fine wine.
Tsk tsk, to think that a Nascent Soul stage cultivator would only be a maid. Truly worthy of the Central Domain!
Soon, the door was pushed open again, and two figures entered side by side. On the left was a young man with bright eyes and extraordinary temperament. He wore a special mask on his face, concealing his aura and most of his features. On the right was the owner of the Flower Tower, Hua Rumeng.
"Sorry to keep you all waiting!" Hua Rumeng smiled and said, "As per tradition, today's poetry gathering will be hosted by Fellow Daoist Yun. Whoever can win the top spot will receive a Rank Six Spirit Medicine or a Magic Treasure!"
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Yun is indeed so generous. The top spot this time will surely be mine, Lu Yuankang!"
"Fellow Daoist Yun, it's been so long. We are all old friends now. Why don't you honestly tell us if you are a member of the imperial family in the capital?"
"That's right, we all have the surname Yun, and you are so generous. We all know it in our hearts. Why not be open and honest?"
Everyone laughed.
The young man surnamed Yun smiled and said, "We are all friends here, so why care about status and identity? If we do, we would be lowering ourselves. Let's think about how to win the top spot!"
As he spoke, the young man surnamed Yun raised his hand slightly, and a spiritual talisman exploded in mid-air, revealing a golden word: "Jun" (Emperor).
"This poetry gathering will be based on the theme of 'Jun.' Let's begin!"
The young man surnamed Yun waved his hand again, and a radiant treasure box appeared on the table, filled with spiritual energy. It was obvious that there were precious treasures hidden inside.
The crowd couldn't help but feel excited and started to pick up their brushes.
Cultivators have endless years, and those present have cultivated for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. To pass the time, many of them have developed hobbies, especially during the reign of the Immortal Emperor. Due to the Emperor's preferences and the establishment of the Tower of Ten Thousand Flowers, many cultivators have spent time studying poetry, music, calligraphy, and painting. Although there may be an element of following trends, some people do have genuine talent.
"Jun?"
Qin Changqing pondered, his eyes shifting between Hua Rumeng and the young man surnamed Yun, especially lingering on the latter for a while before he began to write.
This was his strong suit, and since he was here, he would gladly accept these treasures.
Qingyin, the young girl, diligently ground ink and added fragrance for him.
The attention of the young man surnamed Yun and Hua Rumeng was also focused on Qin Changqing, their divine senses enveloping him.
"Fellow Daoist Yun, how do you like my poem?" Someone quickly composed a poem and proudly showed it to everyone.
"Fellow Daoist, you have great literary talent!"
"Impressive! Now, let me show you my poem!"
"Fellow Daoist Yun, not to boast, but my poetic ability is above my cultivation base!"
Several people quickly composed poems, and the scene was filled with praise.
However, the young man surnamed Yun and Hua Rumeng shook their heads slightly, clearly not satisfied with these poems.
Meanwhile, after a brief moment of contemplation, Qin Changqing finally settled on a style and began to write.
The attention of the two immediately shifted to him.
"Wait until September 8th when autumn arrives, after my flowers bloom, I will kill all other flowers!"
The first line immediately caught the attention of the young man surnamed Yun and Hua Rumeng.
What a bold and powerful verse!
Flowers symbolize beauty and gentleness, but the use of the word "kill" reveals an indescribable sharpness and intensity.
Hua Rumeng couldn't help but glance at the young man surnamed Yun, the meaning was clear: How about it, the person I recommended is impressive, right?
The young man surnamed Yun nodded slightly, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"The fragrance permeates the heavens, and the whole court is filled with immortal armor!"
In the following two lines, Qin Changqing made a slight modification, adding the name of the Immortal Emperor to the phrase "the whole court".
Having conquered various major dynasties in Youzhou one after another, he had seen many imperial lords from different dynasties. Coupled with Lin Huang and Su Chanyue, the two female emperors by his side, he was extremely sensitive to the aura of emperors.
This young man surnamed Yun in front of him was probably more than just a member of the royal family. Moreover, with the title "lord" and Hua Rumeng's attitude, his identity was almost revealed.
"Very well! What a whole court filled with immortal armor!"
The young man surnamed Yun praised loudly, causing everyone in the hall to look up.
"You don't need to compare anymore. This time, the champion is this fellow daoist Changqing!" The young man surnamed Yun laughed and personally brought the treasure box to Qin Changqing, then pointed to the poem on the table and asked, "Can I have this calligraphy?"
"Of course!" Qin Changqing didn't mind. A poem could exchange for a Rank Six treasure, which was simply a great deal.
At this moment, others also saw the poem written by Qin Changqing, their faces showing astonishment and shock.
Although it was said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, compared to this level of poetry, their own poems paled in comparison and were simply not presentable.
"Fellow daoist has great literary talent!" Lü Yuankang, a late-stage cultivator in the Illusory Integration realm, said sourly.
Qin Changqing put the treasure box into his storage ring and cupped his hands with a smile, "I am humbled by your praise."
"Fellow daoist's literary talent impresses me. I would like to have a private conversation with you, if you don't mind." The young man surnamed Yun put away the calligraphy and suddenly grabbed Qin Changqing's hand, his eyes showing a strange look.
Qin Changqing trembled all over and quickly withdrew his hand.
Damn, could this guy have a fetish for men?
"I'm sorry, I still have some matters to attend to. We can talk another time. Thank you for the treasure, fellow daoist!" Seeing that the young man surnamed Yun seemed to have ulterior motives, Qin Changqing's hair stood on end and he quickly got up to take his leave.
The young man surnamed Yun's face was filled with regret, but he didn't stop him. He watched as Qin Changqing and Qing Yin quickly left.
The poetry competition continued, and the young man surnamed Yun took out two Rank Five treasures as rewards. He then left with Hua Rumeng.
In the thirty-third quiet room.
The young man surnamed Yun frowned and said, "This person is too arrogant, he doesn't even give me face?"
Hua Rumeng pursed her lips and smiled, "Your Majesty, your actions just now were a bit excessive. I'm afraid it caused him to misunderstand. If you reveal your true identity, he might even rush to ask you to stay!"
The young man surnamed Yun touched his face and sighed, "Being an emperor is really tiring. Not only do I have to perform in front of my ministers, but even in the Tower of Ten Thousand Flowers, I can't show my true face!"
He took off his mask, and a bright light flashed on his face as spiritual power surrounded him. In an instant, he transformed into a stunning beauty with a prominent figure and a captivating appearance.
If the subjects of the Immortal Emperor Dynasty, who controlled the dynasty for thousands of years, were to know about this scene, their jaws would surely drop.
The emperor who controlled the dynasty, rumored to have a fondness for beauty and even took the owner of the Tower of Ten Thousand Flowers as a forbidden concubine, turned out to be a woman, and a stunningly beautiful one at that!