Madam, please respect my profession.

Chapter 82: Elegant Poetry Gathering

Princess Changyi studied at Luyun Academy and was a member of the royal family with a noble status. The gathering officially began after her arrival.

Madam Liuhua, who had just been playing the piano, slowly stood up, and the maid who followed her took over. The melodious sound of the piano rang out. Although it was not as superb as Madam Liuhua's piano skills, the sound of the piano was also clear and ethereal, instantly creating an atmosphere of talented men and beautiful women reciting poems and painting in early summer.

Lady Liuhua sits on the stage and acts as a jumping official, similar to a host, responsible for livening up the atmosphere. She looks dazzling, but in fact she is just playing games with others. She doesn't want the atmosphere to cool down, and she is responsible for bringing out the prizes.

"This is the Dragon Tiger Pill specially provided by the princess. It will strengthen your body after taking it. The first round of poetry is titled 'Summer'. If the poem is brilliant, the Dragon Tiger Pill will be the prize."

Madam Liuhua took out a brocade box and when she opened it, she found five pills inside.

This was sponsored by Princess Changyi, and sponsors were entitled to "set the topic", and the topic "Summer" was proposed by the princess. Even if it was not for the Dragon and Tiger Pill, many people also tried their best to become the champion in order to let the princess affirm the future development of poetry.

Lu Zhan lowered his head to eat. The snacks at Wangyue Teahouse were quite good, and the girls on the pleasure boats on the lake danced gracefully.

“Aren’t you going to write?” Chu Wantang knew Lu Zhan’s talent very well and couldn’t help but ask.

Although the Dragon and Tiger Pill is not a rare item, no one who attends the gathering comes for the prizes. The prizes are just for fun. But if one can stand out at this time, he will surely become famous.

"I'm not very good at this." Lu Zhan said modestly. He came here to make money, not to show off... He has several bottles of Dragon Tiger Pills, nothing special.

Jiang Ningshuang curled her lips and said, "I've heard that Fairy Chu is quite knowledgeable about Confucianism. Why didn't you write a poem today? Can't you write one?"

It started again... Xiao Jiang always likes to use his ultimate to attack people, but he can't stand Chu Wantang's purification device... Lu Zhan looked at the nose and the heart, and had already judged who would win and who would lose.

“Heh…” Chu Wantang raised his eyelids lazily: “I’ve heard that Fairy Jiang hates men the most, why is she trying to get close to him now?”

"You..." Jiang Ningshuang raised her eyebrows and pouted her lips. She wanted to attack Chu Wantang fiercely, but she couldn't say anything hurtful. She could only look at Lu Zhan, with a bit of grievance in her almond eyes.

Chu Wantang also glanced at Lu Zhan. She was indeed cold enough in her aloof mode. Just her gaze was enough to make Lu Zhan's scalp tingle.

You two are arguing with each other, and you are looking at me. I am in a difficult situation... Lu Zhan was in the middle. He picked up the chopsticks and gave each of them a bite, saying, "Try it."

Chu Wantang looked at him thoughtfully, and finally took a light taste. Her cool peach blossom eyes lit up slightly, and it tasted indeed good.

Jiang Ningshuang still felt a little aggrieved, but she knew that this grievance could not be blamed on Lu Zhan. It was a matter between her and Chu Wantang. She tasted it sullenly and then a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Hmm... it tasted really good.

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Not all those present are Confucian practitioners, and many of them are not good at this. However, this is just the beginning. The activities of the elegant gathering are not just about writing poetry. This is just a warm-up. After the warm-up is over, beauties and fine wine will come on stage.

Perhaps because they were too idle, the cultivators kept glancing at Lu Zhan from time to time. When they saw that the two fairies seemed to be jealous of each other, their hearts were immediately broken.

Even though the fairy had nothing to do with Lu Zhan, they could not gain the fairy's favor. But the more they could not get something, the more holy and beautiful it seemed to them.

But the pure and innocent Mingyue, who was so high and mighty in their eyes, was now sitting next to the dog man, sometimes smiling, sometimes pouting, and even eating the food that the dog man picked up.

What good fortune did this bastard Lu Zhan have? Even Lin Hongwen was jealous. You already have Fairy Chu, and you are still involved with Junior Sister Jiang. It is easy for people to be jealous of you... If it weren't for the face of the academy, it would be difficult for him to maintain his elegant image.

It’s so annoying. I really want to punch Lu Zhan a few times and beat him to death.

Some people found Lu Zhan more and more hateful the more they looked at him, and couldn't help but say, "I heard that Daoist Lu is very talented, and even Lady Liuhua praised him highly. I wonder what kind of masterpiece Daoist Lu can write, can you let me open my eyes?"

Lu Zhan smiled and said, "Brother, you are too kind. I don't have the ability. Please go ahead."

Seeing that Lu Zhan did not accept the challenge, the man laughed and said, "It seems that the rumors are not true."

These words were full of mockery, causing everyone to look at the famous Confucian scholar, Xu Zeli, a student at Jinling Baishi Academy. He was usually very close to Lin Hongwen, and now he must be trying to please Lin Hongwen.

"Oh, yes, yes." Lu Zhan looked lazy and extremely comfortable. He glanced at Xu Zeli with a slight smile, drank his tea leisurely, and did not take the other person seriously.

Scarcity makes things valuable, and the same applies to poetry... If you want to hear the correct way to open my poetry, you have to pay more money, instead of provoking me like this. It will be easy for me to hold a grudge against you... I'll break your legs when we get to the secret realm, Lu Zhan smiled.

This attitude fell into the eyes of the Confucian cultivator, and he felt even more annoyed. What do you mean, are you looking down on me... He tried to maintain his elegant demeanor: "Sorry, sorry, I am abrupt and offensive, disturbing you all, just because I wanted to ask Brother Lu for guidance, I never thought that the rumor was false."

Chu Wantang raised the corners of her lips slightly, her eyes full of disdain. She had read Lu Zhan's memorial and knew that Lu Zhan was very talented. The Confucian cultivator in front of him was just a clown.

Jiang Ningshuang was a little angry. She put down the teacup in her hand heavily and frowned, "Teach me? Do you have no one left in your Confucian cultivation? Do you still need our Night Doctor to teach you? Or do you think Lin Hongwen is not qualified in your eyes and is not worthy of teaching you?"

Jiang Ningshuang's hot temper was well known, but no one expected her to lose her temper for Lu Zhan on the spot. Even Princess Changyi looked at her sideways, but she was not displeased. Instead, she smiled faintly... This showed that Jiang Ningshuang was not interested in Lin Hongwen.

Princess Changyi smiled slightly and said, "Ningshuang's words make sense. There are many Confucian practitioners here. Do we have to ask Doctor Ye for advice?"

The princess' tone was smiling, but it caused the scene to fall into silence instantly.

"I..." Xu Zeli was speechless. He originally just wanted to please Lin Hongwen and make Lu Zhan look bad, but now it seems that he was doing more harm than good.

Lin Hongwen held his forehead slightly, glared at the man, and said hurriedly: "The choice of gift is really impulsive, but there should be no malice, please don't ruin the atmosphere, tea time is up, do you have any good works?"

The atmosphere finally eased and everyone took out their poems.

All of a sudden, all kinds of sarcastic poems and clichés were flying around, and talented people from all walks of life wanted to show all their talents in poetry, hoping to gain the favor of the fairies. Even if they could not marry a fairy, it would be good to be a fairy's retainer. This was also what many poor students wanted.

The princess was originally a Confucian scholar and had high requirements for poetry. When Lady Liuhua was reciting the poems, she did not even raise her eyelids until she read Lin Hongwen's poems, when interest appeared in the princess' eyes.