Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

The talented scholars in the capital always have some unreasonable arrogance towards people from other places. Except for the scholars in the Jiangnan area, they don't look down on others, so they don't pay much attention to this person.

did not expect.

She actually won the first place in the Central Plains Poetry Conference in one fell swoop.

When Lu Zhiqiu walked onto the stage, the audience was in an uproar.

It turns out that the woman who just interpreted Lu Mangmang's poem was also Lu Zhiqiu.

He is truly gifted and outstanding among his generation.

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Chapter 52: New Year, New Farewell

The scholar in blue robes saw the woman in white robes coming up on stage again and said with a smile:

"It seems I don't need to congratulate you twice, because the same person won both titles."

Follow the usual process.

If the winners of the first and second rounds are different, both of them will be invited to the stage at the same time and their names will be written in the title area.

but.

The latter is more valuable and attracts more attention, so generally speaking, the top poet refers specifically to the winner of the second level.

Although this is a bit unfair to the champion of the first round...

But this time, it doesn’t matter since it’s the same person in both levels.

Lu Zhiqiu took the pen handed to him by the scholar in blue robes.

Climb up the small stairs behind the blue-robed scholar, go up the steps, and arrive at the roof of Yujing Tower.

Perhaps, it can also be called the tenth floor.

This place is not big and is surrounded by railings. Lu Zhiqiu can look out from the railing and see the huge imperial palace in the center of the capital.

But it was very windy here and there was a lot of snow.

Shaking his head, Lu Zhiqiu turned around.

It happened to be facing a stone pillar with a red list hanging on it, listing the names of the winners of poetry competitions throughout the ages.

Lu Zhiqiu turned his wrist and wrote his name on it.

A scholar in blue robes also came up and handed Lu Zhiqiu a specially made Kongming lantern.

Lu Zhiqiu smiled slightly and signed his name.

Then, the scholar in green handed over a smaller Kongming lantern and said with a grin:

"This belongs to the winner of the first round. You should sign it too."

Lu Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Good fellow, so the tradition of treating the leaders of the first and second rounds differently started with you officials."

The scholar in blue coughed twice and said with a wry smile:

"It's a poetry gathering after all. Explaining the poems is just a warm-up. The real event is competing with the poetry works."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded and then wrote his name on the Kongming lantern.

then.

Two Kongming lanterns, one big and one small, slowly lit up under the gaze of everyone on the ninth floor and then flew into the sky.

Rise higher and rise higher.

Thousands of Kongming lanterns rose from the bottom of Yujing Tower, forming a bright and warm ocean of lights in the sky.

These Kongming lanterns form a person's name.

It was Lu Zhiqiu.

Suddenly, someone patted Lu Zhiqiu on the shoulder.

She didn't look back, but fell backwards, right into Xu Xianxian's arms.

Xu Xianxian hugged her tightly and said unhappily:

"Be careful. If I weren't around, you might break a bone if you fall."

Lu Zhiqiu suddenly laughed.

The two stood side by side on the tenth floor of Yujing Tower.

There is only a waist-high railing between heaven and earth and man. Below is the ground full of lights, and above is a sky full of stars.

Just like the human feelings that flicker between the cups and plates during the reunion dinner on New Year’s Eve.

The scholar in blue robes had already retreated to the ninth floor.

He seemed to understand something and left the tenth floor completely to the two girls covered in snow.

The top poet has been announced.

From the first to the ninth floor of Yujing Tower, people have started toasting each other, enjoying the feast, celebrating the birth of the top poet and welcoming the arrival of midnight.

But the roof of Yujing Tower seems like a fairyland isolated from the world.

There is only snow that hits people, and people who are more powerful than snow.

Xu Xianxian sniffed, stared at Lu Zhiqiu for a long time, and then smiled and said:

"Congratulations! You've truly become the top poet and are famous throughout the world."

"No matter where you go in the future, you won't have to worry about making a living and can live a rich and stable life."

Lu Zhiqiu smiled slightly:

"Thanks to you, we actually have a separation test."

Xu Xianxian shook his head and said solemnly:

"I've just read your poem so many times that I can recite it by heart. It's truly one of a kind. Even without any luck, there's no other poem like it in the world based on pure strength."

She smiled:

"Just like you."

After saying that, Xu Xianxian really recited it from beginning to end in front of Lu Zhiqiu.

Lu Zhiqiu smiled:

"Then I will write to you every day from now on."

Xu Xianxian did not respond. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before he forced a smile and said:

"I had a dream yesterday."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that in another world, I was a princess of a dynasty, and you were a swordsman."

"We have been through many stories together."

"Shuiyun Township, where black-sailed boats rock, Jinghun Valley, where maple leaves fall, and the frozen mountains where the snow is so bright that you can't open your eyes... all of these have been the footprints of our exploration."

"Later, the dynasty was in turmoil, with treacherous ministers in power and foreign tribes surrounding it. As a princess, my father sent me to marry into a foreign alliance."

"On the day I got married, the streets were covered with snow, and the howling wind made it impossible to open one's eyes."

Having said that, Xu Xianxian suddenly stopped talking, but her grip on Lu Zhiqiu's hand tightened.

There was silence for a long time.

She raised her head again and said with a smile:

"It's almost midnight, and we haven't had our reunion dinner yet. Let's eat first."

After saying that, she pushed open the door and stood at the stairs, waving down.

The fat butler Zhang immediately brought up many dishes.

A small tent was also set up for the two of them.

The table was set up and the fire was lit, and the stove was crackling.

Butler Zhang tactfully returned to the ninth floor.

The roof of Yujing Tower.

Xu Xianxian sat by the stove, eating the steaming food in front of him with big mouthfuls.

Lu Zhiqiu accompanied Xu Xianxian for dinner.

She suddenly picked up a piece of duck meat, put it in Xu Xianxian's bowl, and said with a smile:

"Your favorite is Du's roast goose."

Xu Xianxian puffed out his cheeks and said angrily:

"You're laughing at me again."

"You clearly know this is roast duck, and the chef doesn't believe Du. His surname is Zhou. This is Zhou's roast duck."

Lu Zhiqiu suddenly held Xu Xianxian's hand and said seriously:

"If you say it's roast goose, then it is roast goose."

Xu Xianxian was stunned for a moment, ignored Lu Zhiqiu, and just ate his meal faster.

Suddenly, a loud noise broke through the night sky.

Those are fireworks.

The two of them put down their chopsticks at the same time, walked out of the tent, and leaned over the railing to look into the distance.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

The two wished each other well.

After the first firework, there will be a second, a third, and then thousands of firework.

Like millions of arrows shot into the clouds.