" Miss…he…" Zi 'er's heart trembled. She had thought that even a Rank-4 would only be beaten up by the students here. However, at this moment, the latter had ruthlessly refreshed her understanding.
" Miss, Young Master Mu, could he really be a celestial being…" Zi 'er murmured absentmindedly. Four lines were enough to completely crush all the poems written by the previous students."Miss, this, this is a poem that can be sung through the ages and passed down for hundreds of generations.”
The empress let out a sigh of relief. What made her heart skip a beat wasn't just these things, but the latter's attitude.
"He's obviously talented, but he's hiding his talent. He just doesn't want to go on stage. He's only willing to go on stage when he's forced.”The empress looked at the crowd with a complicated expression. She lowered her head and felt uneasy for some reason. She took a sip of tea and said,"Zi 'er, I don't know why I feel a little uncomfortable…”
" Young Miss…" Zi 'er was startled."What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I just feel very uncomfortable."
"Miss, let's go back."
"Sit for a while."
"Miss, are you okay?"
"It's fine. What do you think of this dog?”
"Thoughts?" Zi-er was startled for a moment. Then, her gaze became a little strange. However, she withdrew it a moment later and said,"Young Miss, Zi 'er feels that Young Master is very gentle.”
"Why?"
"Clearly, there is a world-shocking talent and a masterpiece, but Young Master has never come to such an occasion to show off and compete with these students for fame and wealth. Young Master probably doesn't want to steal the limelight here. Many scholars have lost the opportunity to take the lead.”Zi-er said.
The empress nodded her head. She finally understood why she felt so uncomfortable. This dog was so nice to others, but to her, he had never considered her feelings.
"This detestable traitor." The empress was cold and angry.
……
All the students present lowered their heads.
Even the students who didn't understand could feel that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Countless girls focused their gazes and their breathing quickened.
Yu Yan 'er's eyes were hazy as she muttered,"" The edge of a sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold... The fragrance comes from the bitter cold..."
After a moment of silence, Mu Yu continued to look at Xi Tianci and said,""If you don't study hard when you're young, you'll regret studying late when you're old.”I urge you to learn the holy sentence.
"When the books are used, they will regret that they are too few.”He had used a sacred sentence to persuade the pale-faced Xi Tianci to learn.
"You have to sit on a cold bench for ten years.”The emperor advised him to learn the holy sentence, taught him to give gifts to learn more, study hard.
"There is a path to the mountain of books, but there is no end to the sea of learning.”
As the last sentence came to an end, everyone's minds buzzed and everyone fell silent.
" Learning, learning is endless, learning is endless…"
" I'm convinced, I'm convinced…" The great scholar who had been peeping from the dark disregarded his image and went crazy. He did not even bother putting on his shoes and ran out to help Mu Yu grind and memorize the poem.
All the students were silent.
Countless girls were mesmerized by the figure standing in the dock, whose body seemed to be covered in countless rays of light.
"Go back and study hard for a few more years." Mu Yu stared at the pale Xi Tianci. Did he want to ruin Mu Yu's reputation? Don't blame him for being merciless.
At this moment, the entire place was silent.
Mu Yu shifted his gaze away from Xi Tianci's face and said,""Since this official has already left the stage, I will compose another poem and present it to a girl.”
After this sentence was said, the atmosphere that was about to explode instantly became tense.
All the young girls present covered their chests.
Yu Yan 'er's face was pale, and her heart was throbbing with pain, but she was also looking forward to it.
Further away, the empress, who was already very angry, clenched her fists. She stared at Mu Yu and said with an ugly expression,"This dog is really a playboy. He has girls by his side one after another, and now he still wants to do such a thing…It seems that he really wants to spread his name around the world!”
The empress's expression was very ugly and she was very unhappy.
Zi-er wanted to say," Miss, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"
What Zi 'er didn't dare to think about the most was that possibility…
But she did not dare to say it.
At the same time, he was curious.
What kind of poem could Young Master Mu compose?
After today, the latter's reputation would reach the peak.
As for him, the poem he had just written was enough to be sung for thousands of years. How good would a poem written for a girl be? Who would be so lucky?
Zi-er had thought that there might be a talented scholar this year, but she didn't expect it to be him. Presumably, the Emperor didn't expect it either. She was extremely shocked. Moreover, Lord Mu was no longer just a talented scholar, but a famous one that would be passed down through the ages and passed down for hundreds of generations…How rare and unparalleled was this? He really hid it well. If he wasn't forced, he wouldn't have ended up.
In the pavilion, Zuo Qingshang, who was dressed in white and had a hazy aura, also looked down. She was not present, but she was always paying attention.
Other than Xi Tianci, whose face was pale, his eyes were blank, and his hair was disheveled, all the scholars looked over. Countless girls looked over as well. Many young girls were already in a daze, and their hearts were secretly falling for each other, unable to control themselves...
Even the disheveled scholar of the current era had temporarily stopped his speed, afraid of disturbing the latter.
Mu Yu shifted his gaze slightly and looked at the roof of the dock.
Under the bright moonlight, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and he looked aloof from the world. Their eyes met, and the latter hurriedly avoided Mu Yu's gaze. Mu Yu chuckled and said,
"There are beauties in the south. Peerless and independent." The students present were all silent. They naturally had an image in their hearts. The person they loved the most was also the most beautiful person in the world.
"A glance can topple a city, and then a glance can topple a country.”As soon as this sentence was said, countless students gasped. The meaning of this poem was that a single glance could make a city fall for it? Looking back, a country fell, and even the emperor was moved.
"I don't know that it's hard to find a beauty that can topple cities and countries.”。
"It's a world-toppling talent, my lord…another masterpiece that will be passed down to future generations.”Countless students were shocked and immersed in the artistic conception.
This was also a poem that was passed down from generation to generation. It was carved into the bones and the description could be said to be extraordinary. The way it expressed its grand and amazing meaning could be said to be top-notch. The words 'devastatingly beautiful' were even more vivid. It portrayed a peerless woman so vividly that it seemed to jump on the paper, making people unable to help but guess how beautiful she was. I'm fascinated by it.
And the last sentence was the finishing touch, making people unable to help but praise it.
As long as they saw her, they would rather not know that she was a beauty that could topple a country and wanted to have her. If they missed her, they would never be able to find her again in their lives.
What kind of artistic conception was this? What kind of praise was this? With this stroke, this rare poem reached a new level and reached a level that was rarely seen before.
All the students were already intimidated, and the expressions in their eyes had already turned into worship. Even those scholars who were indifferent to fame and fortune had fanatical expressions in their eyes at this moment.
Everyone was convinced, and there was no longer any resentment in their hearts. With such a world-shocking scholar, was he worthy of Miss Yan 'er? Whether or not he was worthy of Miss Yan 'er's love, the answer was obvious. If even scholars were not worthy of such a person, then what kind of scholars would be able to wake him up?
He became famous overnight, and his name spread throughout the world.
He wrote two extraordinary poems.
How many people were there in the world who were so talented?
"The name of this poem, I will present you with a light dress.”Mu Yu smiled.
"It's Miss Zuo. Haha, great minds think alike. I like Miss Zuo too.”The students suddenly realized that there were not many girls in the capital who were worthy of this poem. Miss Zuo was definitely one of them.
"Miss Zuo is a top martial arts expert, and her beauty is top-notch. No, it's devastatingly beautiful. She deserves your poem. Ah, I've learned it. This young master has learned it, devastatingly beautiful…This young master also has feelings for Miss Zuo.”
" How could any man in the world be able to resist the charm of such a beautiful lady? Although I have a noble character and integrity, no one can resist her. It's normal that I can't resist her. Haha, good poem, good poem…" The scholars discussed the name Mu Yu read out and pushed his reputation to the peak. Even those who had not paid attention to the martial arts world before now had a good impression of him after reading this poem. Many people were impressed. She even wanted to bet on her beauty, wishing that she could immediately take a look and fall in love with her.
And this was only the case for the scholars present. When this poem became famous, countless heroes and scholars would probably be curious about it. They might even feel good about it, and might even run to the capital to meet it.
A poem was enough to push one's fame to the peak.
When future generations talked about this poem, countless people would think about how beautiful that lady was. To be able to obtain such an evaluation, it would be great if they could see it in ancient times. Countless people would be moved by it…
The impact of this poem on the scholars was still considered small, but the impact on the women was already earth-shattering…
For a girl, this was already one of the highest evaluations. If it could be passed down to future generations, which girl wouldn't envy and yearn for it?
" A smile can topple a country, and another smile can topple a city. Why, why didn't I think of such a good poem…" The great scholar murmured absent-mindedly, regretting and shocked. Why wasn't this written by him? What a pity.
"Miss Zuo is really blessed." Many young girls had resentful looks in their eyes.
"Daren is too biased, only helping Miss Zuo to compose poems and not us…Miss Yan 'er, the princess and the others are all here. In my opinion, Daren should compose one poem each.”
"Yes, yes."
Mu Yu also heard this and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. If he really had to compose a song for himself, he would probably not be able to find anything even if his stomach was searched dry.
"Sorry for embarrassing myself. I'll take my leave first." Mu Yu wanted to retire.
Many beautiful girls with their own unique characteristics were looking at Mu Yu resentfully.
Everyone was silent, hoping to hear another famous poem. Today, they had really opened their eyes and gained knowledge. So there really was a strange person in the world who could write a poem every moment. One poem could shock the world. Two poems could also shock the world. Perhaps he could even write three poems? Even if he couldn't write three poems, this scene was destined to leave a name in the literary world and be passed down through the ages.
"Young Master, compose another one, another one. There's still a song about the plum blossom.”Just as everyone was looking forward to it, but felt that it was most likely impossible, an old man ran out in a hurry barefooted and broke the atmosphere.
Mu Yu really wanted to tell him to scram, but with so many people watching, he didn't say anything. Instead, he said,""I've run out of ideas."
"I don't believe it." The old man stared at him." Two poems in a row in such a short period of time. I don't know how much ink you have in your stomach. Let's make another poem about plum blossoms."”
Not only did the old man not believe it, but the scholars present also did not believe it. Each and every one of them stared expectantly.
"I've really run out of ideas." Mu Yu's face darkened. If he really wrote a poem, there would be no end to it.
"In that case, this old man will grind ink for Young Master and copy down these two poems that have been passed down for generations.”the old man said.
"Sorry to trouble you, old man." Mu Yu heaved a sigh of relief.
Countless students were shocked."Lin Da Ru, you want to personally help Lord Mu make a copy?”
Many students laughed. If the other great Confucians weren't here, they would have come over. If this news were to spread to the other great Confucians, they would probably regret it so much that their intestines would turn green. By helping to copy it, they could still leave their names in history…"
" I, I see…" The students were envious. A Great Scholar was the pinnacle of all scholars, the ultimate position that all scholars yearned for. Now, they were personally copying poems for a junior. What an honor, what kind of life it was. But on second thought, they didn't even have the right to copy poems. They instantly became envious and sighed at the difficulty of life. Only a Great Scholar had the right to copy poems. Otherwise, if these nameless people copied poems, they would have wasted two poems in vain. It was impossible for their names to be recorded in the biographies of future generations…
"Young Master, can you also compose a poem for Yan 'er?”After returning to the banquet, Mu Yu saw Yu Yan 'er's resentful eyes. Since ancient times, it was the hardest to appreciate a beauty's kindness. Mu Yu really could not stand it when Yu Yan' er looked at him with such a gaze. He was about to agree.
" Young Master, Yang 'er also wants…" Princess Wan Yang said.
" Young Master…Yu 'er also wants to…" All of them looked at him expectantly. It was as if Mu Yu would marry them if he wrote a poem for them. Everything was negotiable…
"I suddenly felt a cold and my body was a little uncomfortable, so I left first.”Mu Yu ran away, leaving behind a few beauties who looked at his back with bitter expressions…
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