The maid wanted to ask more questions, but someone quickly answered her doubts. Qin Guangyuan's gaze swept across the room: "Although I, Qin, do not understand poetry, I am sure I understand military life. Azu's few words made me feel as if I were there, and my blood was boiling. For that reason alone, this is a masterpiece. Anyone who has any objections is welcome to raise them."
Seeing that he had said so, who in the room would dare to offend the Qin family? They all showered the poem with compliments, almost praising Zu An as a reincarnation of the God of Literature.
Zu An glanced at Qin Guangyuan with some surprise. This brother-in-law's attitude towards me has changed quite a bit, and I'm not used to it.
At this moment, Qin Guangyuan added, "Not only that, but this poem, with its stirring and passionate lyrics, can be adapted into a war song by military professionals, maximizing the fighting power of our soldiers. In the early years when we fought against the demon race, what troubled us most was their orc war song, which could put the demon warriors into a berserk state, greatly enhancing their cultivation, combat power, and recovery ability, causing us a lot of damage."
"Later, the imperial court also continued to study the principles of war songs. Although the National Academy had roughly figured it out, they were hampered by the lack of suitable poems and lyrics. As a result, the effectiveness of the war songs they produced was far inferior to that of the demon race. But now, with Azu's song, our soldiers' war songs will be comparable to or even surpass those of the demon race. How many fewer soldiers will have to sacrifice then!"
As he spoke, he became teary-eyed. Coming from a military family, he had a natural affinity for these stories.
The others in the room then realized that Zu'an had written a masterpiece, but in this world, literature was not popular and cultivation was the mainstream, so even if he had fame, it was just empty fame. But if his words could be transformed into a war song, that would be a completely different story. His importance in the court would rise sharply, and he might even be defined as a strategic talent and protected.
The maid upstairs exclaimed softly, "Oh dear, this guy is so wicked! Why don't we find a chance to kill him? Otherwise, our clan will be in trouble if a war breaks out."
"His lyrics are already out. Unless you kill everyone here, it's a done deal that it will become a war song. Let's see how things go." The mysterious woman's eyes gleamed. To be honest, she was also somewhat tempted. After all, who knew if this guy would keep producing war songs of this caliber?
Zuan was also somewhat surprised. Although he had heard of war songs in the military before, which could function similarly to magic arrays, he did not know how they were actually implemented. He did not expect it to be so simple.
With 300 Tang poems and so many Song lyrics, am I really going to become a man who comes with his own background music when he enters the stage?
"This poem was originally intended for the Duke of Cheng. If it can contribute to the army, that would be even better," Zu An said seizing the opportunity. He figured he might as well take advantage of this opportunity. If his reputation and importance in the army grew, neither the emperor nor the Prince of Qi would have to hesitate to touch him.
Qin Guangyuan laughed heartily: "Then I thank you on behalf of my grandfather and all the soldiers."
Seeing this, Gao Ying sent him the poem she had written.
Zu An noticed that Nan Xun looked a little uneasy and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Nan Xun, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's nothing. Perhaps it's because the young master's poem is too murderous, and we young ladies aren't quite used to it," Miss Nanxun forced a smile.
Just then, a shrill voice rang out: "You just said you were writing poetry, how come you're writing lyrics now?"
Everyone looked up and saw that it was Yi Zhibing who had spoken.
Everyone instinctively looked at Yu Nan, assuming it was his instruction.
Yu Nan's face turned ashen, and she remained silent. Although this guy was a bit stupid, he seemed to have provided a good idea this time.
Qin Guangyuan was furious: "You surnamed Yi, who gave you the audacity to bully the Qin family?"
A group of people in the room secretly muttered, "This guy is shameless. He looked down on Zu'an before, but now that someone gave him a good poem, he's become a member of the Qin family?"
Seeing Qin Guangyuan's ruthless way of devouring people, Yi Zhibing glanced at Yu Nan with a guilty conscience.
Yu Nan cursed him under his breath as an idiot, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "When did Zu An become a member of your Qin family? As far as I know, Miss Chu has already divorced him. And even if the two hadn't divorced, Madam Chu's father-daughter relationship was severed by the Duke of Cheng back then, so Zu An can't be considered a member of your Qin family at all."
Qin Guangyuan frowned: "Yu Nan, although you have some bad habits, you are a fairly upright person. If you lose, you lose. It's a bit unseemly to argue like this."
Yu Nan smiled faintly: "In terms of reciting poems and composing couplets, I am indeed inferior. Young Master Zu is truly extraordinary."
Hearing him say this, everyone in the room nodded in agreement. Yu Nan was indeed quite courteous.
However, he quickly changed the subject: "But he just boasted that he has eight-tenths of the world's talent, so people's expectations of him are naturally different. He promised to write poetry but ended up writing lyrics, which is probably not very convincing to the public."
Those who were on good terms with Yu Nan chimed in, and the others, eager for a good show, joined in, not wanting Zu An to steal the spotlight and win the heart of the beauty.
Qin Guangyuan frowned, mainly because Zu An had just boasted too much, and he couldn't quite cover it up. He looked at Zu An with some difficulty.
Zuan laughed: "You just said you would stop bothering me after I made one, but now you're causing all sorts of trouble. If I make another one, you'll start picking and choosing again. When will this ever end?"
Yu Nan said, "I swear on my family name that as long as you can write another poem of similar quality that will convince everyone, I will not say another word. Otherwise, I will write the character 'Yu' backwards!"
Hearing him make such a solemn oath, everyone looked solemn. Swearing an oath with one's family name is no joke. If he still doesn't admit it, he will truly be despised by the whole world.
Zuan was initially taken aback, but quickly realized that the character for "jade" in this world was special; writing it backwards was still the same!
At this moment, Bi Zi'ang's laughter came: "Brother Yu, you're making things too difficult for me. A scholar is already grateful if he can write one poem of that level in his entire life. To ask him to write another poem of similar level is just deliberately making things difficult for him."
On the surface, he was speaking up for Zuan, but in reality, he was secretly plotting something. If Zuan really refused, his previous claim of having eight-tenths of the world's wealth would have been nothing but arrogance.
Zuan sighed inwardly, thinking that none of his brothers-in-law were easy to deal with. "Hmm, why do I have brothers-in-law everywhere?"
He smiled and said loudly, "Originally, I didn't want to pay attention to some people anymore, but the poem I just wrote was too murderous and startled Miss Nanxun. So I'll write another one for Miss Nanxun."
Upon hearing his words, the mysterious woman upstairs's face darkened. She picked up an object, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. If he were to compose another similar poem, her people would be doomed. Today, even at the risk of exposing her identity, she was determined to eliminate this great threat for her people.
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