After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

He walked over to a table near the stairs where three or two students were discussing poetry, and then said, "Excuse me, what are you reading?

Wen Renye looked at the "Ancient Chinese Poetry" in their hands and pretended to be puzzled.

The few of them were having a heated discussion when they were suddenly interrupted. They turned around and saw Wen Renye standing over them and asking questions. They immediately felt extremely honored.

They had long wanted to make friends with Wenren Ye, but since this young master Wenren moved into the restaurant, he had been studying in his room and rarely came downstairs.

Even when he heard that the Ruan family had sent someone to invite him formally, he turned them away in the name of reviewing his lessons.

Now that Young Master Wenren has taken the initiative to make friends with them, they are naturally happy.

"Mr. Wenren..." Xu Zirui spoke first.

That’s right, the students sitting at this table were the three students who had originally stayed at Zhenguo Temple and talked with Lu Xingzhou.

They are Xu Zirui, Lin Jiacai and Zhou Wenxing.

Because Lu Xingzhou was given special treatment by Zhong Ning and sent to the imperial farm to study firearms, the three of them failed to find out about him in the capital and could only wait in the inn.

Of course, they didn't have much money, so when they moved into Wangyue Building, they were just living in the storage room in the backyard.

Even though they have no money, they choose to stay here simply because it is the largest restaurant in the capital, and the students living there are of high status. It would be even better if they could make friends with one or two of them.

But they did not expect that Master Wenren, whom all the students wanted to make friends with the most, would actually take the initiative to make friends with them.

All three of them were very excited.

Xu Zirui handed over the poetry collection and said with a smile, "This is the 'Chinese Classical Poetry' that's recently sold at Deqing Bookstore... Each of the poems in it is a masterpiece from ancient times. We are currently studying and pondering it!"

"Indeed, this poem is the same as what Lord Xiao Fang said he saw while sleepwalking in another world. It is obvious that this poem must have been written down by Lord Xiao Fang specially for us to appreciate!" Zhou Wenxing also said with a smile.

Seeing that Wenren Ye's face looked unwell, Lin Jiacai asked anxiously, "Master Wenren, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Renye tightly grasped the poetry collection, his face pale and his fingertips trembling slightly.

How come his poems were dictated by that Lord Xiao Fang?

And why don’t they denounce that fake poet?

Wen Renye's eyes flickered slightly, but when he saw the three people's gazes converged on him, he pursed his lips and said, "I wonder what you brothers meant by what you just said, that Master Xiao Fang was sleepwalking in another world?"

"Haven't you read the latest issue of Dayong Weekly?" Lin Jiacai picked up the folded newspaper on the table.

Then he opened the newspaper and pointed to an article on the page. The title on it was "Interview with Lord Xiao Fang"!

Wen Renye snatched the newspaper abruptly, his eyes fixed on the article, only to be shocked by the content written on it.

The article contains the transcript of an interview the author conducted with Lord Xiao Fang. In the interview, the author asks, "Since arriving in Beijing, Lord Xiao Fang has surpassed the Three Kingdoms poets at the Chongyang Palace Banquet, and his poetic talent is astonishing. Where does his inspiration come from?"

Master Xiao Fang blushed and said awkwardly, "To be honest, these poems were not written by me, but by someone else!"

The author was shocked. He never thought that someone would expose his shortcomings.

You know, this Xiao Fang has always been known as the Immortal Poet among the people. Now he has revealed that these poems were written by others. This...

The most important thing is, who can write such a famous piece of work that will be remembered for all time?

If it is really as Lord Xiao Fang said, then why didn't the person who wrote the poem reveal any information before?

Lord Xiao Fang spoke frankly: He originally didn't want to confess, but he couldn't get over it in his heart. These poems of his actually came from another world!

He said that once during his lunch break, he accidentally dreamt of entering another world. In that world, there was a flourishing literary style and countless poets...

He mingled with them and was obsessed with learning, but when he woke up, all those poems were imprinted in his mind as if they were a blessing from inner strength.

When he was in Fengcheng, he was facing the disciple assessment of Wu Jinshi. He wanted to get guidance from a famous teacher, so he recited an ancient poem.

I never thought that I would become famous with just one poem!

He originally wanted to stop writing and never compose poetry again.

But who would have thought that he was specially invited to the Chongyang Palace Banquet to compete with the talented scholars of the Three Kingdoms period. For the honor of Dayong, he had to take up writing again.

Lord Xiao Fang finally said that after the Chongyang Palace Banquet, he immediately went to the palace to report everything to His Majesty, but His Majesty and the other lords did not believe him.

This led to the later discussion of poetry between the emperor and his ministers!

The article also said that Lord Xiao Fang felt very ashamed when he learned that he was revered as the Immortal Poet by the people. These poems were not written by him, but they earned him such a great reputation!

He was willing to resign his salary as a Hanlin scholar in the imperial court, and from then on he would never write poetry again, but just be himself.

Finally, he also said that he knew that everyone might not believe it, and in order to make everyone believe what he said, he will write down all the poems he learned in the other world in the near future for readers all over the world to learn and appreciate!

"Lord Xiao Fang is truly a rare sincere person in the world!" Xu Zirui said with tears in his eyes, full of admiration.

"Brother Xu is right. If I had such a fortuitous encounter, I would probably claim these poems as my own and gain fame for myself... No one else would know about it anyway, but Lord Xiao Fang took the initiative to tell me..." Zhou Wenxing also sighed.

Why didn't he have such an adventure?

Is there really such a flourishing literary world in that other world?

There are thousands of poets, and each of them is a fairy in poetry!

"Speaking of which, since the emperor and his ministers discussed poetry, Master Xiao Fang has not written any more poems!"

Lin Jiacai also echoed, "This shows that Master Xiao Fang had indeed entered the palace earlier to report everything to His Majesty!"

"Yes, if it weren't for this, the Great Yong Weekly would have clearly stated it, but the court didn't react at all. This shows that Your Majesty and the officials in the court already knew about it..."

"Master Xiaofang is a truly sincere person!"

"Just the courage to admit it, and the openness to hide it... is worthy of our admiration..."

"Yes, let's first discuss whether the story about the other world is true. However, these poems must have been written by Master Xiao Fang. It's just that he is too modest and doesn't want to gain too much fame for himself..."

"Indeed, I have never heard of such a thing as poetry being transmitted from another world. These poems must have been written by Lord Xiao Fang."

"This collection of poems is also impressive. Master Xiao Fang is so humble and selfless. We admire him very much..."

"I only hope that we can pass the imperial examination and enter the government in the future, so that we can meet Master Xiao Fang. This way, I can be relieved of all my admiration..."

The three of them spoke one after another, all praising Lord Xiao Fang.

Wen Renye, who was standing aside, felt as if he was struck by lightning!

What, what sleepwalking into another world?

What does it mean to never keep anything to yourself?

Why do you want to share the poems you learned in another world with people all over the world?

What the hell, so all the time he worked so hard and spent points to buy the "Chinese Ancient Poetry" was just for that little Lord Fang?

His first attack was directly blocked by the enemy, and he didn't know when the enemy knew his intention.

Wen Renye almost vomited blood.

"System, system, come out..." Wen Renye shouted in his mind. The system quietly popped up its head and explained: "Host brother, if this system says that it knows nothing, do you believe it?"

"Do you think I will believe it?" Wen Renye asked while suppressing his anger.