Yang Cai'e pursed her lips, seemingly worried, and said, "Actually, I was too presumptuous. How could a poem that could be made into a masterpiece be written so easily?"
"Don't worry about that!"
Zhao Cheng decisively replied, "I can!!"
Hearing Zhao Cheng's affirmative tone, not only Yang Cai'e, but also Dong Hua and Zhao Wu were stunned.
They weren't surprised that their master could tell stories, after all, their master looked like a storyteller. But when it came to composing poems and lyrics... had they ever seen their master read or write?
"You can also write poems and lyrics?" Yang Cai'e asked, voicing everyone's question.
"Whether it's true or not, my opinion doesn't count. Judging from the looks you guys are giving me, you can just assume I'm talking nonsense..."
Zhao Wu clasped his hands and said, "Master, you've misunderstood me..."
Dong Hua said sincerely, "Master has always been talented..."
Zhao Cheng waved his hand and walked out of the pavilion: "Tomorrow I will take out a few poems to try out, and then let the market test them!"
"Where are you going, Master?"
"Go back to your room and copy...write poems!"
...
"I long to ride the wind and return, but I fear the jade palaces and crystal towers are too cold at such heights."
"Thirty years of fame and glory are but dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are but clouds and moon. Do not idly let your youthful head turn white, only to be filled with empty sorrow!"
"The frown just left my brow, but it's already on my mind..."
Zhao Cheng proved himself to Yang Cai'e and the others through his actions.
These copied poems became instantly popular once they were circulated, and the corresponding authors' fame rose rapidly.
Zhao Cheng also had a particular way of pairing poems with writers. For example, he used Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" for Jin Yong.
"Thirty years of fame and glory are but dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are but clouds and moon."
It aligns with Jin Yong's chivalrous spirit and the core of his novels' stories of sacrificing oneself for the country and its people.
Mr. Pu is very suitable for "I want to ride the wind and return..."
As for Cao Bichang, she was paired with a work by Li Qingzhao...
Dong Hua and Zhao Wu were stunned. From then on, their master gained another skill in their minds.
My master is actually a wetland poet!
Yang Cai'e's idea was also proven correct.
After the collaboration between poetry and novels, although there was little change in the social class of novel readers (because poor people indeed cannot afford to read books), there was significant progress in terms of geographical distribution.
In just a few days, not only did sales in Changsui skyrocket, but people in the Southern Zhou Kingdom to the south also asked friends on the border to buy on their behalf.
Zhao Cheng also hung poems signed by Cao Bichang and Mr. Pu at the Heaven on Earth, and left genuine works by Jin Yong and Yi Shen at several shops...
For a time, wealthy merchants and officials took pride in collecting these genuine works. Someone even offered 30,000 taels of silver for the poem by Cao Bichang that was hanging in the Heaven and Earth Palace!
Zheng Hongxiu certainly wouldn't sell, but this left Yang Cai'e completely astonished.
I can't believe my own handwriting, which isn't very good, sold for such a high price!
simply,
simply……
Terrifying!
Bookstore.
At Zhao Cheng's request, each writer left behind a piece of calligraphy. Zhao Cheng collected them and handed them to Zhao Wu, saying, "Take these to Zheng Hongxiu and have her auction them off through the black market."
Zhao Wu asked, "Since you can make money from auctions, why not write more?"
He whispered in Zhao Cheng's ear, "These things are making more money than novels these days!"
Zhao Cheng shook his head and said, "If you have too much, it won't be worth much."
"Hmm... With your intelligence, you wouldn't understand even if I told you." Zhao Cheng patted Zhao Wu's arm and said, "You just need to go and run errands."
After Zhao Wu left, Zhao Cheng looked at the writers and said, "I'll have to trouble you all a bit more. My manor in northern Sichuan is about to be unveiled. Can you all think of something to write about?"
...
The unveiling of Zhao Cheng's manor was not a big deal in Yanchuan City, but it caused quite a stir among the young masters of Yanchuan. After all, as the head of the four young masters of Yanchuan, Zhao Cheng's private residence was likely to become a new place for decadence and entertainment. It would be good for him to get familiar with the place first.
To put it nicely, it's called "paying homage to the docks"; to put it bluntly, it's just "scouting the place."
Especially since this manor used to belong to Young Master Xu, and hearing that Young Master Xu would be coming today, the young noblemen wouldn't miss this opportunity to watch the spectacle.
That high-stakes gambling in the brothel is still vivid in the minds of many witnesses.
Sure enough, several hundred people had gathered in front of the manor gate before the unveiling ceremony.
Of course, each young master who was the main owner would bring a dozen or so attendants. With so many people gathered together, the unveiling of the manor was a grand affair, attracting many city dwellers to watch from a distance.
Zhao Cheng stood outside the gate. Zhao Wu, Xia Qi, Qiu Shu, and Dong Hua were all there. Although Chun Qin was not present, Yang Cai'e, who was standing next to Dong Hua, filled the gap, leading many people to believe that this girl was Zhao Cheng's four maids.
Zhao Cheng greeted each guest with a loving smile, a feeling very similar to receiving monetary gifts at a housewarming party in her previous life.
A large group of about thirty to fifty people arrived. Zhao Cheng didn't even need to look closely at the people to know that Xu An had arrived.
Only he loves such extravagance.
Li Guanyu and Xu An walked side by side, it seems that Xu An no longer blamed Li Guanyu for the incident at the brothel.
"Young Master Xu presents a pair of South China Sea pearl screens!"
Upon hearing the sound of congratulatory gifts, Zhao Cheng exclaimed, "Young Marquis, you've really gone all out! If I remember correctly, you bought these screens from the merchants of Southern Zhou at a high price, didn't you?"
"Judging from the changes you made to the manor's decoration, I can tell that you now enjoy being cultured, so I'm just catering to your tastes."
"Young Master Marquis, you're really rich! Why don't we stop fighting and become brothers instead!"
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