Aside from Prince Jin and Su Moyan, the room was mostly filled with people from various sects. They had seen plenty of fights and sparring in their daily lives, but seeing someone compose poetry on the spot was something they had never experienced before.
Mu Qingren usually focuses on seeking the Dao of swordsmanship and has no interest in poetry or lyrics. She doesn't care whether Jing Zhe writes or not, but then she thought that if she could write a poem and become a household name, that would be nice.
If we can win this martial arts tournament, Wuxian Pavilion will then recruit more disciples, and writing some promotional material would be a good idea.
So he glanced at him and said, "We have many female disciples in our sect, and we rarely let outsiders in. Even if President Jing wanted to interview me, I would most likely not agree in order to avoid gossip."
Are you worried about what others will say?
You're clearly afraid I'll go to the owner of the garden!
"Sect Master Mu, say 'but'!"
"However, if you can truly write a particularly good poem—I don't understand poetry, so at least I would think it's good—then it can be considered a truly good poem! I can make an exception this time and let you go to the Wuxian Pavilion's residence to do some interviews!"
The two exchanged questions and answers with perfect coordination. Watching them, Lin Qingshan suddenly felt a pang of jealousy, a sentiment shared by Xue Dianzun and Zhou Tong next door.
Why is he so at ease around beautiful women?
Just because... she's good-looking?
At this moment, Jing Zhe had already stood up and was pacing around the room, making preparations for...writing lyrics.
Then he shook his head and began to recite.
"In the north there is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent."
One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation.
"How could one not know the power of a beauty to topple a city or a nation? Such a beauty is hard to find again."
"..."
After the reading was finished, the room became very quiet.
Jing Zhe was used to this scene. Whenever he wrote a poem, the crowd would be quiet for a moment, and then burst into thunderous applause.
However, he never received the thunderous applause he was promised.
A group of people stared at each other, looking at each other like simpletons.
Why…
Jing Zhe sighed inwardly.
Lack of education is truly terrifying!
At this moment, Su Moyan stepped in to save him from the predicament: "What beautiful words! What beautiful words! If these words were to spread, the entire An Kingdom would be curious about what kind of beauty Pavilion Master Mu possesses that could topple kingdoms!"
The reason why the others didn't speak was because they only knew how to practice martial arts and had no knowledge of poetry.
Although I find the word catchy and has a certain grandeur, I just don't dare to say it out loud, afraid of revealing my timidity.
After Su Moyan explained, everyone praised him.
"That's definitely a good word!"
The Qingyang Sect Leader was also somewhat envious: "Your Highness is right. If this phrase were to spread, wouldn't many young people want to become disciples of the Wuxian Pavilion just to meet Pavilion Master Mu?"
Upon hearing this, the sect leaders fell into deep thought.
"Jing Zhe, once you're done with your work, you can visit our Qingyun Sect. I'll have the sect's disciples assist you with the interview!"
Upon hearing this, Pei Chunjing quickly added, "President Jing, you've already written a poem for Qingqiu. Why don't you consider coming to Kunlun Mirror first? Yunxi couldn't come today because of something, but she'll be arriving in Jinxi tomorrow. You could write a poem for her!"
Upon hearing Pei Chunjing's invitation, Jing Zhe thought for a moment: "Is it the female knight-errant Pei from the 'Twin Beauties of Yun Jing'?"
He had been listening to Wang Yingqiu's introduction that the two most famous disciples in the martial arts world were the "Yun Jing Twin Beauties." "Yun" refers to Qingqiu of the Qingyun Sect, and "Jing" refers to Pei Yunxi of the Kunlun Mirror Sect.
He was just a little curious because he had never seen it before.
"Miss Pei...?"
Pei Chunjing was somewhat taken aback and asked again, "Your name is Yun Xi... Lady Pei?"
"..."
If not call her Lady Pei, then should we call her Sister Pei?
Jing Zhe was speechless. Before he could reply, Abbess Mingji laughed and said, "Master Pei, didn't you notice that although he knows Qingqiu, he doesn't know who Qingqiu is? How could he know Yunxi?"
Pei Chunjing clapped his hands, suddenly realizing what was happening.
"I see! If that's the case, then President Jing should definitely make a trip to our Kunlun Mirror. We'll give you a huge surprise then!"
"What surprise?"
"Well...hehe, we'll have to wait until President Jing goes there to find out!"
They kept it a secret, which only made Jing Zhe more curious.
"Cough cough..."
At this moment, Mu Qingren coughed twice and said, "This poem was written for me, and I haven't even said whether it's good or not yet."
"..."
All eyes turned to them.
"This poem, hmm, is not bad."
Mu Qingren nodded seriously as she spoke, her earlobes slightly red, feeling even more nervous than when she was fighting someone.
"Therefore, I must fulfill my previous promise. Since President Jing was able to write a poem for me, I will also invite President Jing to visit our Wuxian Pavilion!"
Ultimately, it all comes down to competing for talent.
Jing Zhe hadn't expected that this trip to Jinxi would go much more smoothly than he had anticipated, and he instantly became a hot commodity.
Because he was closest to Mu Qingren, Jing Zhe suddenly leaned close and whispered in her ear, "Will we be able to see the owner of the garden if we go?"
Feeling the hot, moist breath coming from her ear, Mu Qingren's mind went blank for a moment, and her heart raced. When she came to her senses, she clenched her fists: How could this lecher be so frivolous?
Where is my dagger?
Where is my longsword?
I put down my weapon before coming to Prince Jin's residence today, otherwise I would definitely have stabbed him!
Mu Qingren comforted herself in this way, and then she felt a little better.
Seeing that others were looking over, she couldn't get angry. She deliberately acted as if she was discussing something with Jing Zhe, and answered in a gentle voice.
"You think you can become a disciple of my Wuxian Pavilion?"
"cannot."
"Then it's not possible."
The brief conversation ended in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere. Jing Zhe spread his hands and said, "There are many female disciples in Wuxian Pavilion. I'd better not go for now, lest people gossip about Pavilion Master Mu."
Mu Qingren was furious. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, but still tried to appear calm: "Oh, whatever."
"Stop arguing! Since President Jing said he would interview the four major sects, he naturally won't miss any of them! There probably won't be time during the martial arts tournament, so President Jing can make arrangements for the itinerary while there are still two days left! Jinxi is the base of our Tongtianque, so why don't we go to Tongtianque first?"
At this moment, the Qingyang Sect Leader stepped in to mediate.
Jing Zhe thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
After a long silence, the Prince of Jin spoke up: "President Jing's interview was also for official business. I thank you all on behalf of His Majesty for your support!"
Then he looked at Jing Zhe and said, "President Jing, since all the sect leaders have agreed to your request, you must be careful during the interviews. Don't get kicked out, or you'll make a fool of yourself!"
Seeing Jing Zhe chatting and laughing with the four major sects was unexpected for the Prince of Jin, so he quickly gave him a warning.
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