I am a winner with Chinese poetry

After a moment, she slowly raised her hand, and lightly touched the strings with her fingertips. A touch of fresh and unworldly piano sound flowed out like a spring, instantly filling the entire space. It was melodious and gentle, and directly touched the softest part of people's hearts.

The melodious sound of the zither gradually drifted through the open windows, the sounds of nearby conversation and laughter gradually fading. As the melody flowed, the air suddenly began to scatter with plum blossoms, lightly swirling and falling, carrying a touch of fresh and unworldly plum fragrance that quietly permeated every corner of Qionghua Pavilion. Though the zither's tone was apparently quite delicate, it possessed an incredible power, transcending numerous obstacles and gradually spreading throughout every space of Qionghua Pavilion.

At this moment, Gu Yunzhou and his companions were immersed in the pleasant and moving piano music, their minds focused and unaware that the outside world had already been in an uproar.

It was the people outside the gate of Qionghua Pavilion who first noticed something was wrong. Looking up, they saw a plum blossom quietly blooming in the falling snow on the top of the pavilion. It was solitary and elegant, with pure petals that bloomed proudly and unyieldingly in the biting winter wind.

A faint floral fragrance drifted through the nearby streets and alleys, intertwined with the faint sound of a melodious and profound piano. Anyone who smelled or heard the music felt an inexplicable lightness surge through their body. Then, with a sudden sense of relief, they realized that if they ran at this moment, their speed would be more than three times their usual speed, and an unprecedented sense of lightness permeated their entire body.

"Damn, which great god's piano music has transformed him into a human form? And it looks like the amplified skill is a special skill related to speed!" Someone revealed the secret. As soon as the words fell, the surging gazes were like sharp arrows, all directed at the plum blossoms that were still floating in the sky and falling like snowflakes.

"Hurry up, go to Qionghua Pavilion!" I don't know which anxious person shouted this, and then the crowd began to surge like a burst of water. They ran towards Qionghua Pavilion at lightning speed. For a moment, the front of Qionghua Pavilion became bustling and lively. If Feng Yun saw this scene at this moment, he would probably be very happy. However, at this moment, he was concentrating on Fusu's superb piano skills and had no extra thoughts to pay attention to other things.

Finally, as the last melodious piano sound slowly fell, the people in the room seemed to be freed from some kind of restraint, and they couldn't help but exhale deeply.

But before everyone had time to express their feelings, Fusu suddenly closed her eyes slowly. At the same time, the aura around her began to rise rapidly. Pleasing piano sounds emerged quietly from nowhere, like lively elves, spinning and dancing around Fusu, as if to draw the entire world into this magical vortex of music.

"He's about to break through!" A few people were slightly stunned, and then they immediately realized that it seemed that he was a Confucian scholar who had advanced from the sixth rank to the fifth rank.

"Xiao Ling, give the orders that no one is allowed to enter this area. I'll also trouble a few gentlemen. We have to work together to look after Fusu and his family. They cannot be interrupted at will when they are breaking through. Otherwise, the consequences will be a regression in cultivation at best, and even harm to Wen Gong!" Feng Yun gave a serious order to the pretty maid who had been guarding outside the door. Upon hearing this, the other party realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately responded and ran downstairs again.

It can be said that this young lady has worked hard today. She has already run back and forth several times. Gu Yunzhou looked at the maid's hurried steps and thought with a smile.

Having said that, he was a little puzzled by the special effect produced by this music score. It was a good piece of "Three Variations on Plum Blossoms", but how come the amplification effect at the end was actually acceleration? If there was any connection between the two, it seemed that he couldn't find any clue; if there was no connection at all, he felt that there was a mystery hidden in it.

He stroked his chin and began to ponder the mechanism of the transformation of literary energy. He had seen it from the very first poem "Planting Flowers in Front of the Court". The effect was random and quite arbitrary. When he counted carefully, except for the song of literary energy, which was just one step away from the entry, the rest of the poems had already reached the lowest level of the initial step. Among them, the bamboo and rock poem that he used most smoothly was about to reach the realm of mastery.

"Shopkeeper Feng, a lot of people have gathered downstairs, all attracted by the transformation of Master Fusu's piano music!" Before Gu Yunzhou could think about it, Xiao Ling, who had just run down, ran up again quickly. Maybe he ran a little too fast, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Feng Yun's eyes suddenly hardened, a cold glint flashing across them. His usually gentle, elegant demeanor was instantly replaced by the pressure of a powerful figure who could not be underestimated. He said in a deep voice, "Go call Manager Zhang and tell him that everything will be handled at his discretion, but he must ensure that no one sets foot on the third floor."

"Okay, I'll tell him right away!" Xiao Ling ran down again. Gu Yunzhou felt so tired for this girl.

After an unknown amount of time, the atmosphere around them seemed to lighten as some invisible force dissipated. The melodies that had previously lingered around Fusu, as elusive as a dream, suddenly vanished silently, like morning mist evaporated by the rising sun.

Everyone focused their attention on Fusu again, and saw that his eyes, which had been tightly closed, seemed to tremble slightly at this moment. Fusu, who had originally closed his eyes, had opened his eyes, and with a look of joy on his face, he was taking back the large amount of literary energy that had escaped from the surroundings due to his breakthrough into the Wen Palace.

"Congratulations to Fusu for making a further breakthrough in his cultivation!" Feng Yun saw this scene and returned to his cheerful old man image, congratulating Fusu with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, yes, today is indeed a day of great luck. Congratulations to Master Fusu on his advancement to the fifth rank!"

The others also came back to their senses and congratulated Fusu with beaming smiles. This was indeed a wonderful event worthy of grand celebration. If you think about it carefully, Master Fusu is only thirty-five years old now, and he has already entered the realm of the fifth rank. With such extraordinary talent, his future achievements will surely be immeasurable.

"Thank you all, please forgive me for being rude. May I ask which master wrote this music score and what is its name?" Fusu raised the corners of his lips slightly and bowed to everyone, then looked at them and asked.

Shan Ze and the others all looked at Gu Yunzhou. Although they didn't reply, their silence was more powerful than words. Fusu's expression straightened, and he bowed deeply to Gu Yunzhou, his gesture revealing an indescribable solemnity and respect.