At this moment, the Flower Goddess didn't even want to look at the two of them.
Young Master Dong smiled slightly, and then recited another poem:
The goddess of flowers is like a flower.
The Flower Goddess's beauty is praised by everyone.
She walks with a confident stride, exuding elegance.
Her smile when she turned around was absolutely mesmerizing.
Before Young Master Dong had finished speaking, his group of underlings cheered again.
Jiang Tian snorted coldly: "I could write better poems than you with the hair on my toes. You call this poetry? It's just a rhyme."
The man surnamed Dong and the man surnamed Huang always boasted that they were highly talented and learned, and were eloquent and talkative.
Upon hearing Jiang Tian's words, they immediately said in unison, "If you're so capable, then write one yourself. Let's see what kind of poem you can produce."
[Ding, Huang Silang's rage value +999]
[Ding, Dong Qiang's rage value +999]
These two guys actually got really angry.
Jiang Tian walked up on the stage and said, "I can compose a poem in five steps. If I can't compose a poem in five steps, I'll leave now."
Suddenly, Li Yunfei called out to him, "Young Master, you've already taken three steps."
Jiang Tian did not stop and continued walking forward: "Graceful and slender, just over sixteen, like a budding cardamom flower in early February. Along the ten-mile road of Yangzhou in the spring breeze, nothing can compare to her with the beauty of a girl with her pearl curtains rolled up."
Before Jiang Tian could finish speaking, the young girl, the Flower Goddess, couldn't help but take two steps back.
Jiang Tian took another step forward: "Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, the dew is heavy. If not seen on the Jade Mountain, she will be met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."
When these two poems were recited, everyone present was taken aback.
Most of the people present were uneducated and rough.
They had no idea what Jiang Tian's poem meant.
The Flower Goddess took two steps back and then respectfully bowed to Jiang Tian, saying, "What virtue or ability do I possess to deserve such praise from you, young master?"
"Gentlemen, these are the two poems that Young Master Jiang presented to me."
"This young lady has made her decision. From now on, Young Master Jiang will be an honored guest of my Flower Goddess. He may come anytime he wishes."
Everyone was shocked to hear this.
"Flower Goddess, you haven't been fooled, have you? I feel like what he said is nowhere near as good as what I said," Huang Silang asked loudly.
"Yeah, what kind of nonsense is he spouting? Is he any better than me, Dong?" Young Master Dong was also exasperated.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today I will be performing a dance for you all."
The Flower Goddess gently approached Jiang Tian: "Young Master Jiang, please take a seat."
Jiang Tian slowly walked off the stage.
Soon, the music started playing.
The lanterns beside them twinkled to the rhythm of the music.
The crystal chandeliers overhead also emitted colorful light.
In an era without electric lights, these people were quite ingenious, able to create all sorts of lights using lanterns and crystal chandeliers.
This little girl is like a graceful crane; every movement she makes on stage is so elegant and light.
Every move this little girl made earned her cheers from the audience.
But Jiang Tian sat there unmoved.
The song ended.
Everyone stood up immediately.
Many people started whistling.
Many people even clapped until their palms turned red.
The Flower Goddess cast an inquiring glance at Jiang Tian.
Just now, the imagery of clouds reminiscing about clothes and flowers reminiscing about beauty, and the spring breeze caressing the railing with heavy dew, had already stirred the young girl's heart.
"Not bad, not bad." Jiang Tian cleared his throat and gave the Flower Goddess a thumbs up. "Graceful as a startled swan, lithe as a swimming dragon."
The words "Jiang Tian" made the Flower Goddess on stage overjoyed.
This little girl has heard too many compliments.
But no praise made her happier than Jiang Tian's graceful and agile movements.
"Like the moon veiled by blue clouds, like swirling snow in a flowing wind..."
I've memorized over a dozen lines of Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" in the last
With each word the Flower Goddess on the stage heard, her admiration for Jiang Tian grew.
The little girl then bowed deeply and gracefully entered.
Just then, the two women in white carrying lanterns walked up to Jiang Tian.
"Young master, the Flower Goddess invites you to her boudoir for a chat."
Everyone could hear the two little girls' voices clearly.
Many people immediately became extremely jealous.
"Damn it, I've already spent seventy or eighty thousand taels of silver, and I've spent no less than two hundred thousand taels on this little girl, the Flower Goddess."
"But this little girl has never let me into her room."
"What does this mean? Even a child could figure it out. I spent over ten thousand taels of silver and didn't even get to touch the Flower Goddess's hand."
This scoundrel won the favor of the Flower Goddess just by talking.
If he were to enter the Flower Goddess's room, he could pluck her flower tonight.
"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!" Huang Silang folded his hands into a megaphone shape and shouted towards the backyard, "Flower Goddess, you can't be fooled by this brat. He can only recite a few lines of fancy poetry."
"Flower Goddess, you are young. This guy is a charlatan. Don't fall for his tricks."
"Flower Goddess, I beg you, please make sure you tie your belt properly tonight."
If you fall for his tricks and regret it, it will be too late.
Jiang Tian chuckled inwardly as he watched these people go crazy.
[Ding, Huang Silang's rage value +1212]
[Ding, Dong Qianjin's rage value +1313]
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