Chapter 7: Famous Zuixianlou

"Everyone, look, there's something wrong with Miss Lili's expression."

"Yes, he looked so calm just now, why is he a little excited now?"

"Huh? What Miss Lili is holding in her hand seems to be a poem."

"Could it be that Miss Lili lost her composure after reading this poem?"

"What kind of poem could make Miss Lili look like this?"

……

Many students and scholars began to discuss after seeing Si Lili's condition.

Even Mother Chen, who had only said half of her words just now, had a look of confusion on her face.

Didn’t this girl just say that no poems or essays would be selected tonight?

So how come at this moment...

Is it because of the poem in her hand?
Thinking of this, Mother Chen reminded Si Lili in a low voice.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

"Is there a good poem that caught your eye?"

Si Lili, who was originally in deep thought, came back to her senses after hearing what Mother Chen said.

She also knew that she had lost her composure just now, so she smiled and nodded to everyone, saying, "Sorry, I lost my composure just now. I was really attracted by this poem and couldn't extricate myself."

When everyone heard this, they all suddenly realized that Miss Lili was really stunned by the poem.

However, what they are more curious about now is what kind of poetry could attract the most famous oiran in Kyoto to such an extent.

"Miss Lili, please read out the poem so that we can hear what it is."

"That's right. I still don't believe that anyone here can write better poems than me."

"That's right Miss Lili, please read the poem out loud."

……

Soon, the scene returned to silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

After seeing this, Si Lili adjusted her breathing and began to read the poem on the paper.

"On an idle night, I sit under the bright moon, and a hermit plays the zither."

"I suddenly heard the sad tune of the wind, like the song of cold pines."

"White snow scatters slender hands, green water clarifies the heart."

"Zhong Qi has been gone for a long time, and there is no one in the world who understands him."

As soon as Si Lili finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uproar again.

"What a poem!"

"This poem is amazing. I admire it so much."

"That's right. I have studied hard for more than ten years and I think my poetry is pretty good, but compared to this poem, I feel inferior."

"I think so too. Even if you look across the entire Qing Kingdom, you won't find anything comparable to this poem."

Some people have little knowledge and after listening to this poem, they have no reaction at all and even think that what others say is a bit exaggerated.

"Are you guys exaggerating? Is this poem really that great?"

"Yeah, I don't understand anything."

Immediately, a student retorted: "You are not well educated, so naturally you cannot understand the excellence of this poem."

"That's right. This five-character regulated verse is not only beautiful and neat, but also contains foreshadowing and foreshadowing in every line and sentence. Most people can never write that."

"Take the first couplet for example. With just a few words, it depicts a lonely scene of sitting at night, listening to a quiet person playing the zither under the bright moon. It is perfect."

"Moreover, the sad tone in the second couplet, which sounds like the sound of cold pines, creates a most wonderful atmosphere of sadness. I can already imagine that sad scene now."

"I personally like the couplet in the middle, the white snow is like 'slender hands', the green water is like 'clear and empty heart', it blends the loneliness of finding a soulmate and the true feelings into the poem in a way that blends the scene and the mood. It is wonderful, wonderful."

……

After several students analyzed the poem sentence by sentence, everyone finally understood it completely. It turned out that this poem was so excellent. No wonder Si Lili looked so embarrassed when she saw it just now.

However, many people began to wonder about the person who could have written this poem.

"This poem is so good, it will definitely be famous throughout the Qing Kingdom in the future, but I wonder who wrote it?"

"Yes, I have never seen such an excellent poet before. It is strange to see such a great poet here."

"Could it be that those great literary figures have come here to join in the fun?"

"No way, if that's the case, then Miss Lili is really very proud."

……

At the same time, Si Lili folded the paper in her hand and whispered something to the maid next to her.

Then, he said to Mother Chen, "Mom, tonight's poem has been selected, and now it's up to you."

Mother Chen nodded and smiled: "Okay, go and prepare, and leave the rest to me."

Si Lili nodded slightly to Mother Chen, then stood up and left.

Then, Mother Chen said, "This is the end of tonight's poetry selection. Please do as you please."

"However, we will have other activities at Zuixianlou later on. I hope you will have fun."

When everyone saw Si Lili leave, they felt unwilling but could do nothing about it.

After all, as soon as the poem came out, it directly pressed this group of people to the ground and rubbed them madly, leaving them no room for resistance.

However, it was not unfair that they were defeated by this poem this time.

On the other side, Li Chengze was sitting in the room, eating grapes and watching the scene outside.

He knew that once the poem he had just written came out, it would definitely stand out from the crowd.

After all, that is the work of the Immortal Poet.

No matter how good you are at poetry and prose, can you be better than the Immortal Poet?

At this time, a maid came quickly and stopped at the door of the room where Li Chengze was.

After seeing this, Jia Xu walked quickly to the door and returned soon.

"My lord, Miss Lili wants to see you. She said she will wait in Liuyun Pavilion later."

Li Chengze nodded and said, "Okay, let's go there now."

Afterwards, Li Chengze took Jia Xu, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao out of the room, followed by the maid, and walked towards the "Liuyun Pavilion".

However, at this moment, the students and writers on the first and second floors were all looking for the person who had just written the poem.

Soon, everyone saw a young man on the third floor, walking slowly towards Liuyun Pavilion.

"Hey, that person is going to 'Liuyun Pavilion', could he be the one who wrote the poem just now?"

"Yes, it must be him, otherwise why would Miss Lili let him go to Liuyun Pavilion?"

"This guy isn't that old, how come he's so talented? I've never heard of him before."

"Hmm? This person looks so familiar, could it be..."

"Yes, it should be him. In the entire Qing Kingdom, he is the only one who is so young, handsome, and talented."

"No wonder, no wonder, I didn't expect that he would come to this place of fireworks."

"Hey, who are you talking about? Why don't you just say the name? It makes me look stupid."

……

at the same time.

Led by his maid, Li Chengze arrived at the entrance of Liuyun Pavilion.

"Sir, Miss Lili is waiting inside. You can go in."

Li Chengze nodded and walked in through the door.

I just don’t know what the reward will be when I sign in later.

(End of this chapter)