Reborn as a fiend statue
Chapter 299 Slapping the face of the eldest prince
"What a sentence: 'Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon first shine on people?' It completely describes the desolation of generations of scholars who miss seeing things and missing people by the river, but the bright moon is still there."
"'Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon over the river looks the same every year.' No matter how the years change, there will always be a proud man in every era, but the moon over the river remains the same."
"It has completely turned orange, and the national poem has been decided."
"This poem is not finished yet, and the light has not reached its peak. There is still a lot of room left."
"It's amazing, it's amazing. It won't really evolve like a poem handed down from ancient times, right?"
"It may be impossible to reach the level of poetry handed down from generation to generation, but it is still possible to get close."
"Look...the orange light is getting stronger and has a tendency to turn golden."
Every time the fox maid recited a sentence, the light of the scroll became stronger and stronger, and the bright light almost blinded her.
But instead of being timid, the fox maid was even more excited. An eternal song was about to be born in her hands.
"I don't know how many people will return home by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love."
When she recited the last line of the poem tremblingly, it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength.
"boom!"
The scroll in the fox girl's hand glowed brightly.
The scroll escaped from her hand and flew into the air.
It turned into a beam of light, breaking through the boat and reaching the sky.
At this moment, the entire Chaoge City saw the bright light.
"Damn it...it has really become a poem passed down from generation to generation."
"It's incredible that I can actually see the birth of poetry that has been handed down from generation to generation."
"It's not a poem handed down from generation to generation, but a peak national poem. There is a trace of orange light in the golden light, which proves that this poem has not completely reached the level of poem handed down from generation to generation. It can only be said that it is close to the limit."
"Hiss...it's infinitely close to a poem handed down from generation to generation. That's amazing. It's enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life."
"It's incredible...I can't believe my eyes."
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The literati in the boat were all stunned.
"Impossible, impossible, how can it be close to a poem handed down from ancient times?" the eldest prince Zihong muttered to himself in despair.
Wu Tianhao, Yu Wenhuan and others were also stunned.
Mr. Yu's ability to write poems that are close to poems handed down from ancient times is enough to prove his talent.
He will definitely attract the attention of His Majesty the Emperor. It may not be a good thing to offend such a person rashly.
Fortunately for Wu Tianhao, he has a big boss and grandfather to protect him, so nothing will happen to him.
Yu Wenhuan, however, is in despair. If he offends Mr. Yu, he may not have an easy time in the future.
Yan Qingqing's pretty face flushed with excitement, and she hurriedly hugged Yu Yi's arm, "Xiaoyu, you are so amazing."
"Master is awesome, meow~" Although Kitty Girl didn't understand very well, she saw everyone was excited and she got excited too.
Yu Yi smiled calmly, without much emotion.
This poem was copied from him, but he didn't write it himself, so there's no need to get excited.
"Moonlight Night on the Spring River" is the masterpiece of Zhang Ruoxu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. It is said to be the most powerful single poem in the entire Tang Dynasty.
The Tang Dynasty was the peak era of Chinese poetry. There were great poets such as Li Bai, the Immortal of Poetry, Du Pu, the Saint of Poetry, Bai Juyi, the Demon of Poetry, He Zhizhang, the Poet Kuang, and so on.
"Moonlight Night on the Spring River" is said to be the most unique novel in the Tang Dynasty. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed unique.
Being able to get close to the poems handed down from ancient times, Yu Yi was not surprised at all, but took it for granted.
"Sister Hua, have you seen it? Mr. Yu actually composed a poem for you, which is close to a poem handed down from generation to generation!"
Fairy Lily was very excited, as if the poem was written for her.
The Peony Fairy said with envy: "I'm so envious. How great would it be if someone could write a poem for my sister?"
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Fairy Fairy smiled sweetly and said: "Shaoyao, please stop dreaming. How can we golden flowers get the turn of the poems handed down from ancient times?"
I don’t expect poems to be handed down from generation to generation, as long as they are poems that subdue the country, that’s enough.
It is a pity that the talented man who wrote poems for me before could only barely compose a poem for Zhenzhou."
"Alas... I envy Sister Hua in real name."
"Same envy."
Fairy Baihua also flashed a hint of excitement in her eyes, but it was replaced by a hint of worry.
Yu Yi looked at the eldest prince Zihong and said with a smile: "Your Highness, eldest prince, I have told you not to be happy too early. How do you feel now?"
"Hmph... Mr. Yu is really good at writing. I am convinced that I have lost." The eldest prince looked ugly.
"Haha... It's all a fluke." Yu Yi said with a smile: "I wonder when the eldest prince will cash in his bet?"
"Mr. Yu, don't worry about me defaulting on your account. I will send my subordinates to deliver the bet to you in three days."
"Very good, very good."
"snort……"
The eldest prince walked away and returned to his seat to drink.
Wu Tianhao, Yu Wenhuan and others glared at Mr. Yu and followed quickly.
It's not that Zihong doesn't want to leave this embarrassing place, it's just that he can't.
Now the boat has sailed in the center of the Nile River without docking.
He could never leave the boat and swim to the shore.
We can only wait until the poetry meeting is over and the boat docks before we have the chance to leave.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing side mission 18: slap the eldest prince in the face.]
[Task reward: Level increased by 2 levels]
[Rewards are being distributed...]
Yu Yi's level was raised from lv.65 to lv.67 in the blink of an eye.
He couldn't help but smile, the level he had not grown up in for a long time was finally improved.
Host: Yu Yi
Age:19
Power:70540000
Agile:70540000
Spirit:70545630
Defense: 70530000 (physical defense/70530000 legal defense/70530000)
Kung Fu: "Yuan Dian"
Level:lv.67
Special skills: Holy magic (the descending of the holy order); Divine magic (blessing from the Lord God); Divine magic (to save all living beings)
Special items: none
Yu Yi looked at the data on the panel and felt helpless.
I only gained two levels in one year, and I got the level up by completing tasks. My cultivation speed is too slow.
Sure enough, you still need to plan more soul-enhancing treasures so that your level can be improved quickly.
Sister Hong walked onto the stage with a smile, "Congratulations to Mr. Yu for writing a top-notch national poem that is close to a poem handed down from generation to generation. I believe that in a few days, Mr. Yu's name will be spread throughout the Zhuxia Empire."
"Thank you, Sister Hong, for the compliment. Yu is just a fluke." Yu Yi said calmly.
Sister Hong glanced in surprise, then turned her gaze to the audience, "Is there any other talented person who is willing to give it a try?"
When everyone heard this, they secretly rolled their eyes.
With the eldest prince’s poems about conquering the country in front of him, and Mr. Yu’s poems outweighing them, who would dare to show off his shame?
Sister Hong looked around and found that no one wanted to be in the limelight anymore, so she couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity."
"Let us congratulate Mr. Yu for winning the first place in today's Hongxiuge Poetry Competition."
"Now, let's invite Fairy Baihua to appear."
A look of unknown meaning flashed through Fairy Baihua's eyes again, and finally she sighed softly, adjusted her mood, walked lightly out of the bead curtain.
"Mr. Yu, congratulations on your masterpiece. I wonder if I can invite Mr. Yu to discuss literature together as I am in the shape of a willow tree?"
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"I'm so disrespectful."
"I am waiting in Baihua Pavilion for Mr. Yu to arrive."
Baihua Fairy flew back to Baihua Pavilion.
Yan Qingqing pouted, "Xiaoyu? Are you attracted to Fairy Baihua? Do you want to kiss Fangze?"
Yu Yi teased: "What? Your brother can spend time with the Plum Blossom Fairy in front of and under the moon, but he can't when it's my turn?"
Yan Qingqing blushed and hit him with a small fist, "Xiaoyu is so annoying, you know I didn't mean that.
My cousin has an extraordinary status. Even if someone wants to plot against him, he will think carefully about it.
But you are different, you have no foundation in the Zhuxia Empire, and Hongxiuge Pavilion has a complex background, and it is easy to be involved in the struggle between various forces and become a pawn of others."
Yu Yi smiled calmly, waved his hand and said, "Sister Yan, please don't worry, I'm not the kind of idiot who is obsessed with lust. If it weren't for the eldest prince's aggressiveness, I wouldn't even bother to stand out."
"That's good." Yan Qingqing felt relieved and said softly: "Then why didn't you refuse Baihua Fairy's invitation just now?
There are countless dignitaries and literati who covet Baihua Fairy.
If you let them know that you have become Baihua Fairy's guest, I'm afraid they will be targeted by all forces."
Yu Yi explained in a low voice: "Fairy Baihua is suspected of being an old friend of mine, so I must take this opportunity to inquire."
"Oh, please be more careful."
"Well, when I go to Baihua Pavilion, Xiaomeng will be taken care of by you."
"Don't worry, Xiaomeng is like my sister, I won't let anyone bully her."
Bai Xiaomeng said worriedly: "Master, you can't do anything that would be sorry to Sister Yuyao or the others, meow~."
Yu Yi's head was covered with black lines, which gave Bai Xiaomeng a headache.
Under the guidance of the maid, he walked to the Baihua Pavilion on the third floor.
Third floor, Baihua Pavilion.
The maid opened the door.
Baihua Pavilion is an independent small courtyard.
There are a lot of flowers inside, and all kinds of flowers, plants and bonsais are in full bloom.
It is indeed Baihua Pavilion.
The twelve golden flowers and the hundred-flower fairy each have an independent small courtyard in the painting boat.
I have to say that Sister Hong from Hongxiu Pavilion knows how to do business and invest.
The cost of building a painting boat is an astronomical figure.
Not to mention the twelve golden flowers in the other courtyard of the painting boat, all arranged into corresponding precious flower beds.
The courtyard of the Twelve Golden Flowers and the Baihua Fairy in the Painted Boat is a miniature version of their courtyard in the Red Sleeve Pavilion.
On land, in the Red Sleeve Pavilion, the courtyard of the flower fairies is more luxurious and spacious.
The layout and decoration of these courtyards, as well as the precious flowers and flowers, add up to a wealth that is unimaginable for ordinary people.
Sister Hong is willing to invest such a huge amount of money to create characters for the flower fairies.
The main thing is that the flower fairies can bring greatness.
Hongxiuge Pavilion is able to outperform other brothels because of Sister Hong's skills and the flower fairies' talents in beauty, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The thirteen flower fairies are like thirteen money trees, constantly earning huge wealth for Sister Hong and the forces behind her.
Yu Yi walked into Baihua Pavilion and heard the melodious music of the piano coming from the room.
The maid whispered: "Mr. Yu, I won't disturb you. Just open the door and go in."
However, please forgive me for talking too much. Without Sister Hong's permission, Mr. Yu can only recite poems to Baihua Fairy and talk about the rhythm of the poems.
No physical contact, not even holding hands.
Otherwise, not only Baihua Fairy will be punished, but even Mr. Fish may not be able to escape."
The fox maid carefully warned in a low voice.
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