"Young Master Lu is truly talented!"
"We are all ashamed of our inferiority; perhaps only Young Master Pei can rival him!"
Everyone showered him with praise, and Mr. Dongshan stroked his beard and smiled.
"The moon shines above, casting shadows on the cassia tree; I dream of wandering leisurely in the Guanghan Palace. This has a sense of transcending the mundane world. The last line, 'The bright moon on this festive day,' is also the finishing touch. This poem is a masterpiece. What do you all think?"
Several renowned scholars around him nodded in agreement.
"Young Master Lu is truly a man of exceptional literary talent."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhengping felt a surge of satisfaction, and then looked at Mu Zian with disdain.
"I am a magnanimous young master. If I were to leave now, I could still save some face."
However, the only response he received was a cold snort from Mu Zian.
"How annoying! This kind of poetry is simply an insult to my ears!"
These words immediately aroused public outrage!
However, Mu Zian simply waved his hand casually!
The gust of wind, whipped up by the wide sleeves of his robe, blew the Xuan paper on the table away, and then landed squarely in Mr. Dongshan's hands.
Mu Zian snapped open the gilded folding fan hanging at his waist and laughed.
"Please give your comments, Mr. Dongshan."
Seeing Mu Zian's confidence, Mr. Dongshan was momentarily unsure whether this man was a clueless fool or a truly capable madman.
With these doubts in mind, Mr. Dongshan's gaze fell on the Xuan paper in his hand.
Instantly, the previously noisy surroundings fell silent. All the students were now waiting for Mr. Dongshan's evaluation, ready to properly ridicule this arrogant and ignorant fool.
However! The next moment! Mr. Dongshan seemed to freeze in place.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Several renowned scholars standing beside Mr. Dongshan also spoke up upon seeing this.
"There's no need to give such a madman any face. Mr. Dongshan, just read it to everyone."
"That's right, I'd also like to hear what gives this person the confidence to be so arrogant!"
Urged on by everyone, Mr. Dongshan took a deep breath and then looked at Mu Zian as if seeking his opinion.
Under the dim lights, Mu Zi'an smiled and nodded.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Dongshan straightened his back and spoke loudly.
The title of this poem is "Shuidiao Getou".
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