Chen Xuanyang agreed to go to Yanmenglou to participate in the poetry meeting.
Shen Qiuran and his wife were very excited.
Along the way, Shen Qiuran talked about his past and ideals. Chen Xuanyang occasionally interrupted, while his wife Su Chuyue listened quietly with a smile on her face. She did not speak, and her personality was shy.
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Liuzhou, Yanmeng Tower, is some distance from Xiaoyu Mountain.
When Chen Xuanyang and the others arrived here in a carriage, the sky was already dark, and the stars opened their sleepy eyes and began to blink playfully, twinkling in the night sky.
Chen Xuanyang looked up at the pavilions of Yanmeng Tower. They were fresh and elegant. Compared to the grand architectural style of Zhaixing Pavilion, Chen Xuanyang really liked Yanmeng Tower's.
There were many guests in Yanmeng Tower at this time, and there were actually many practitioners among them.
The seats in Yanmeng Tower are arranged in a ring shape.
The table is no longer a wooden table, but a small meandering river suspended in mid-air constructed with magic, connecting all the seats.
"Wow, what a beautiful decoration." Su Chuyue's eyes sparkled.
"Is this the method used by cultivators? It's amazing." Shen Qiuran sighed.
Many literary talents who came to the meeting saw this scene and some of them started to chant poems.
A cultivator immediately exclaimed: "Damn it, I'm afraid only Master Liu can do this technique!"
The literati and elegant guests around him looked at him with disdain.
They are holding a poetry festival here, how come a rough-mouthed person like you got in?
Soon, all the guests were seated.
In the main room of Yanmeng Tower, a young woman with a graceful figure and a jade-green dress was sitting on an elegant bench.
"Who are the guests here today? Have you counted them?"
In front of her, a woman in a blue dress bowed slightly and saluted: "Back to the host, I have already used the Qingling Mirror, a quasi-high-grade magic weapon, to do the inventory. Many of them are literati and elegant guests without any cultivation, and there are a few practitioners among them." , and those practitioners do not appear to be members of the top ten sects in Liuzhou, they should all be casual practitioners in the world."
"Well, is Mr. Qingyu here?"
The woman in blue robe responded: "Young Master Qingyu wrote earlier and said he would come, but I haven't seen him yet, but... there is another person who the poster should be interested in."
"oh?"
The woman on the bench sat up slightly and asked curiously: "Who is it?"
The woman in blue robe smiled and said: "The dean of Qionghuai Academy, Chen Xuanyang."
As soon as these words came out, the woman on the bench, Liu Yuexi, the owner of Yanmeng Tower, suddenly trembled.
"you sure?"
The woman in blue robe nodded: "Didn't some casual cultivators in the world all rumor that Chen Xuanyang was wearing a white feather robe and behaved elegantly? When my subordinate used the Qingling Mirror to check just now, I happened to see a person with the same characteristics as described in Chen Xuanyang. , so my subordinates thought it was him who came."
Liu Yuexi raised her eyebrows slightly: "If it is really him, then the level of this poetry meeting will be extraordinary. I will personally host the poetry meeting."
The woman in blue robe was shocked when she heard this, "Lord...Lord, even if Chen Xuanyang can destroy the Star Reaching Pavilion alone, the Star Reaching Pavilion is ranked seventh, and our Yanmeng Pavilion is ranked sixth, so you shouldn't go there in person. Are you going to host a poetry meeting?"
Liu Yuexi smiled slightly: "No, you are wrong. This Chen Xuanyang is not just as simple as killing Lin Tianwei. Did you know that in the secret realm before, Chen Xuanyang obtained a spiritual fruit opportunity. Zhu Wucheng, the great elder of Lingyun Palace, wanted to snatch it, but he confronted Chen Xuanyang. After a while he retreated."
"Zhu Wucheng is a very smart person. Naturally, he saw something and even he had to give in. So how can Chen Xuanyang be simple?"
The woman in blue robe was stunned for a moment.
Liu Yuexi stood up, straightened her clothes, and then walked out with a smile.
In the pavilion, literati and elegant guests from all walks of life discussed with each other, chatting and laughing happily.
At this time, a very charming woman wearing a jade-green dress walked out barefoot on the red carpet.
Everyone present stood up and saluted.
"Greetings to Master Liu Pavilion."
Chen Xuanyang stood up slowly, cupped his hands towards Liu Yuexi and smiled: "Chen Xuanyang from Qionghuai Academy is here to pay a visit."
As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators around him turned their heads to look at Chen Xuanyang in shock.
"Is this the dean of Qionghuai Academy who appeared out of thin air and became famous overnight?"
"This person's clothes are similar to the rumors coming from the inn. He is indeed an immortal with an elegant temperament."
"It seems that Qionghuai Academy has not been officially recognized by various sects in Liuzhou, right?"
"Whatever, it's enough to just fight each other. It's only a matter of time before you admit it."
The practitioners around him were talking quietly, but the ordinary literati had never heard of Chen Xuanyang.
Liu Yuexi's beautiful eyes looked at Chen Xuanyang in front of her, her eyebrows moved slightly, and there was a hint of seduction in her expression.
"Can't you tell that Dean Chen is also a person who loves literature and is well-educated?"
Chen Xuanyang smiled without saying anything.
Liu Yuexi waved her soft jade hand and motioned for the guests to take their seats.
Liu Yuexi sat on the main seat facing the door.
"Everyone, although the little girl is a practitioner of Dharma and is busy practicing Taoism, she also advocates poetry and literati elegance in her spare time. Therefore, she took advantage of the spring season to set up a misty and rain poetry gathering and invited literati from all walks of life to come here to attend the gathering. Regardless of Dharma practice, They are still ordinary people, and the young ladies are very welcome."
Many people were fascinated by Liu Yuexi's beauty.
Chen Xuanyang has seen so many beauties on earth that he feels nothing.
He glanced at Shen Qiuran next to him. The scholar could be considered calm and kept his eyes fixed on the meandering water suspended in mid-air in front of him without looking around.
Then Liu Yuexi continued: "The little lady has prepared a sumptuous dinner for the distinguished guests from afar. Please enjoy it and participate in the poetry party."
Suddenly, she waved her hand, and a lavender flower umbrella appeared in front of everyone.
Its umbrella shield is composed of petals, with various colors intertwined to create a colorful brilliance, but this time it has some flaws and cracks.
When the flower umbrella is lightly opened, it looks like the gorgeous flowers blooming from the ten thousand-year-old peach tree.
When closed, it transforms into an umbrella sword, carrying a wisp of sword energy.
Suddenly the eyes of all practitioners lit up.
"This is...a nearly high-grade magic weapon!?"
Liu Yuexi said with a smile: "This object is called 'Hua Yu Luo'. It is a quasi-high-grade magic weapon with both offense and defense. Unfortunately, it has been damaged and its actual grade has dropped to mid-grade. However, it can still be repaired. This time The little girl took it out as one of the rewards for this poetry meeting."
Then she waved her hand again, and the woman in blue robe next to her held an exquisite wooden tray wrapped in red cloth, with two tokens placed on it.
"These two items are my Yanmenglou's guest identity badges. There is only one of them. Anyone who owns this token can be exempted from all purchases at Yanmenglou from now on, and will receive the best treatment."
"Finally, I believe that all literati and elegant guests know that it is the Tiandu Token. Holding this token can directly exempt you from the previous few exams and directly enter the palace examination. This thing was given by a friend of the little girl, and the Tiandu Token It is something that the Holy Emperor personally distributes to his subordinates to be awarded to capable bachelors. The Emperor's order is from above and it will be valid for a long time. There is no need to worry about being labeled as a fraud. And my good friend gave it to me so that if I meet someone good, If you are a talented person, give this gift to that person, and the little girl will take advantage of this poetry gathering to award it to someone who is worthy of it."
She stretched out three slender fingers with a seductive smile on her lips.
"The top three people in this poetry meeting can take away any one of these three items, and those with higher rankings will be given priority."
Suddenly the guests around became restless.
Chen Xuanyang looked at the flower umbrella. Is it a quasi-top-grade magic weapon with both offense and defense? It's really a big deal. It seems that there may be a better quasi-top-grade weapon inside Yanmeng Tower, but Wen Zhiyan should like this flower umbrella. It's better to take this opportunity to get it as a birthday present for her.
It doesn't matter if it's damaged, since Wen Zhiyan is a quasi-top-grade weapon refiner anyway, and Qionghuai Academy has a complete vein of artifact stone, so it's no problem to repair a quasi-top-grade weapon.
Shen Qiuran looked at the Tiandu token with ardent eyes.
It was at this time that Liu Yuexi clapped her hands.
Then a large group of maids came over carrying a variety of delicious dishes. The dishes were placed on the suspended water. Each dish floated along the water to various seats, and stayed there after arriving.
Everyone was filled with admiration.
"Okay, the poetry meeting has begun. Everyone, please participate while enjoying it. In the first round, there will be a competition to compare poems. It can also be a literati verse. One person will read the first sentence, and the next person will read the next sentence. Each person will have fifteen breaths. If If you cannot match up within the time limit, you will be considered eliminated. The eliminated person will concentrate on enjoying the delicious food and watching other people's competition. He will not need to participate in the next round of competition. If he matches up and satisfies the previous one, he can think of something to say to the next person. It’s right to keep coming.”
"Okay, the rules are clear, so let the little girl come first, and then start with the distinguished guests on the far left!"
Liu Yuexi pointed at Shen Qiuran next to Chen Xuanyang.
Shen Qiuran was caught off guard, "Ah, me?"
Liu Yuexi was heard reading the previous sentence.
"You said, the long steps are elegant and graceful, leaning against the secluded bamboo."
This is an elegant saying from a scholar!
Liu Yuexi looked at Shen Qiuran, and Su Chuyue next to her silently encouraged him with her eyes.
After five breaths, Shen Qiuran slowly opened his mouth and said: "Later, I was crossing in the cold in a lonely boat, and the mist and rain were slightly cool."
Wow——
Suddenly, the literati and poets around him burst into an uproar and applauded one after another.
Su Chuyue happily rewarded Shen Qiuran with a piece of elbow meat.
Liu Yuexi's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. She carefully tasted Shen Qiuran's elegant sentences, and the more she tasted them, the better they became.
Chen Xuanyang also nodded approvingly.
The long and graceful steps, leaning against the secluded bamboo, create a perfect picture with the fresh and elegant environment and the emotional intertwining of men and women leaning on each other or walking with friends.
The lonely boat is crossing in the cold, the mist and rain are slightly cool. This sentence refers to wandering away from home alone, helpless, and feeling desolate. It forms a strong contrast with the previous sentence. How wonderful!
"You passed the test, let's continue!" Liu Yuexi nodded with a smile.
Shen Qiuran glanced at Chen Xuanyang, "Senior, I will continue what Master Liu said. You have to take it up!"
Su Chuyue did not participate and jumped directly to Chen Xuanyang.
Chen Xuanyang smiled slightly and was quite confident, "I, a people's teacher, can I stump you as a young scholar?"
"Please."
Shen Qiuran thought for a moment and then read out a sentence.
"You said that when wine is cooked in a cold house, snow falls and plum blossoms fall."
Suddenly everyone around him fell into deep thought.
Chen Xuanyang's eyes were slightly empty, and he gave the next sentence after two breaths.
"Later, you were in Canghai and I was in Xiaoxiang."
Suddenly, thunderous applause sounded from all around again.
Some literati could not help but stand up and applaud.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
"The couplets between Liu Louzhu and the brother are one part and the other part, one sentence is about the beauty of leaning on each other, the other is the sadness of being alone in a foreign land, and then this couplet is even more powerful, expressing the difference so immersively, It’s relatable.”
Some people even made this elegant sentence into a poem.
"Walking about poetry in Hanlu and drinking wine, hearing the snow falling on plum blossoms, and later traveling across the sea, while I was in Xiaoxiang...wonderful, wonderful!"
Shen Qiuran was also quite surprised, "Senior is very talented in literature."
"You're not bad either." Chen Xuanyang smiled slightly.
Liu Yuexi glanced at Chen Xuanyang, with a gentle smile on her face.
"Dean Chen, please!"
Chen Xuanyang glanced at the scholar next to him. The man's expression was already tense.
Why don't other literati have such a blast at the beginning, and how can they play the rest?
Only those practitioners watched the excitement happily.
As early as Liu Yuexi's first sentence, they felt that they were not worthy of participating, so they might as well give up early, enjoy the food, and have fun watching.
"Friend, don't be nervous. Don't worry. I'm going to write a seven-character rhyme poem next. I'll write four lines in the first couplet. How about you doing the four lines in the second couplet?"
Chen Xuanyang's words almost made the scholar vomit blood.
It's difficult for others to say one sentence, but you still say four sentences at once, which is a sin!
The man's facial features were almost twisted into a ball, and his face was extremely ugly.
People around laughed out loud.
Liu Yuexi, who was in charge, had been looking at Chen Xuanyang. She had the impression that most cultivators only knew how to fight and kill, and they were full of murderous aura and majesty. It was rare to find such a person with such a poetic spirit, and she was immediately attracted to him. Chen Xuanyang's impression was much better.
Martial arts can be unique, he can destroy the sect with one hand, and he can be arrogant among the heroes; literary skills can be a gentleman, gentle as jade, humble and polite.
