Chapter 839 Xiao Yangzi, can you write poetry?

The Lotus Tower is very famous among the literati and poets in the imperial city.

Firstly, it has the background of Mei Zong. Mei Zong is a serious and superior sect. Anyone who can enter Mei Zong is qualified to be called a "beauty". Mei Zong also attaches great importance to Lotus Tower and regards it as a part of the disciples' cultivation. One can imagine how beautiful the people in Lotus Tower are.

Secondly, the people in Lotus Tower are indeed very talented, and even the people in the Hanlin Academy may not be able to compare with them. If the article is recognized by Lotus Tower, it will soon become famous in the imperial city.

Of course, the Immortal Fairy doesn't care about this, she just comes to watch the fun.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and the Lotus Tower is even more lively than usual.

The Lotus Tower does not have the strong rouge scent of an ordinary brothel; on the contrary, it is more like a paradise as elegant as a chrysanthemum, where all who come and go are gentlemen and ladies.

There are also female monks wearing bright long skirts flying in the air. Their belts are long and swaying in the wind, gently stroking the pipa, which has the beauty of an exotic Buddhist country.

The Immortal Fairy also saw many of the people she had beaten in Luotian Forest.

Regardless of the level of cultivation of the young masters in the imperial city, they are definitely the most comprehensive in terms of their expertise. When they were young, they learned the knowledge of cultivation and Confucianism and Taoism in private schools, and were proficient in both civil and martial arts.

If you don't learn Confucianism and Taoism, and don't know a few lines of classical Chinese poetry, then when you meet a powerful person in the future, you can only say "Wow, that's awesome", which would be too embarrassing.

Lotus Tower is a serious place where no sexual activities take place, so it is not surprising that women come to Lotus Tower.

Meng Jingyu's curiosity was no less than that of the Immortal Fairy. She looked at those beauties, each with their own unique charm, with curiosity and envy.

"My sisters are all so beautiful."

"Really?" The Immortal Fairy didn't feel anything. She thought that the disciples of Mei Sect were average looking and couldn't even be ranked among the Ten Beauties of Ancient Times, let alone be compared with herself, the first of the Ten Beauties of Ancient Times.

"You will definitely be prettier than all of them when you grow up," the Immortal Fairy said seriously. She was always very good at judging people, and she quite liked this little girl who praised her fighting style as being handsome. She scratched Meng Jingyu's little nose lovingly, and Meng Jingyu blushed and lowered his head, humming in a mosquito-like voice.

Meng Jingzhou who just walked in: "..."

No, Immortal Senior, could you please not say such corny words with Lu Yang's face? I don't feel comfortable watching it.

Lu Yang, who was practicing with the Invincible Infant in the spiritual space, also temporarily stopped practicing and looked at the Immortal Fairy with a strange expression.

Fairy, do you know what the difference between men and women is?

"Oh, Brother Lu is here too?" Luo Wushuang noticed that Lu Yang came to the Lotus Tower, and his realm had recovered to the early stage of the Spirit Transformation.

"Lu Yang is here?"

"The Lu Yang who showed his might in Luotian Forest?"

"Where is it?"

The Battle of Luotian Forest ended not long ago, and everyone still remembers that battle clearly. Even those who did not participate in that battle have heard of it.

"It's so lively upstairs." The Immortal Fairy raised her head and looked towards the top floor of the Lotus Tower. Luo Wushuang was standing on the top floor, holding the railing and greeting her.

"Brother Lu, why don't you go up and take a look? I heard that Ye Mengyin, a true disciple of Mei Sect, came to Lotus Tower to practice and is on the top floor." Zhong Yi once again encouraged Lu Yang to go upstairs.

The Immortal Fairy still ignored Zhong Yi and went upstairs holding Meng Jingyu's little hand.

Meng Jingzhou raised his eyebrows, thinking that Zhong Yi had bad intentions, but if the immortal wanted to go upstairs, would he dare to stop him?

"Brother Meng is here too." Luo Wushuang bowed and invited Meng Jingzhou and others to sit at his table.

Compared to when he was in Luotian Forest, the clothes he wore in Lotus Tower were more elegant and formal, and he looked more elegant.

"What is this for?" Meng Jingzhou noticed that the top floor of the Lotus Tower was filled with literati and poets. At the end was a layer of green gauze. Behind the green gauze, a female monk was sitting and playing the zither. The sound of the zither was like a spring breeze.

Luo Wushuang was stunned: "Brother Meng, don't you know? I thought you came here for Ye Mengyin as well."

Meng Jingzhou did know Ye Mengyin, a beauty who was as beautiful as Junior Sister Tao. At the Asking Ceremony, Ye Mengyin participated as a representative of the Mei Sect in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and her opponent was Meng Jingzhou.

Seeing that Meng Jingzhou really didn't know, Luo Wushuang explained, "Ye Mengyin has only been in Lotus Tower for half a month, and she has become the most beautiful woman in the building. People are willing to spend a fortune just to see her."

"But he is a direct disciple of the Mei Sect, and it is said that he also has the background of Venerable Qian Jiao, so how could he be short of spirit stones?"

"Ye Mengyin set a rule that if anyone could write a poem that satisfied her, she would meet that person and dance for him."

Ye Mengyin's dance is not only beautiful, but also very beneficial to cultivation.

Luo Wushuang pursed her lips and motioned Meng Jingzhou to look at the group of people sitting there: "Look, five days have passed, and no one has written a poem that satisfies her."

"Today is the Lantern Festival, and Ye Mengyin requires today's poems to be related to the Lantern Festival."

Not all people come here for Ye Mengyin's dance, many also come here to become famous in the Imperial City.

As they were talking, someone handed the written poem to the maid, who handed it to Ye Mengyin behind the green veil.

"The moon is full and the lights are as bright as day. The Lantern Festival is bustling in the streets. Laughter hides riddles in the lanterns, and the rice dumplings warm the throat."

Ye Mengyin recited the poem softly, and then continued to play the piano.

Everyone burst into laughter. This was just an ordinary doggerel poem, and it had the nerve to appear in the Lotus Tower.

The person who wrote the poem fled in panic.

Swish! Zhong Yi opened the fan vigorously, looked at Lu Yang, and smiled softly: "Brother Lu, as a disciple of Master Bu Yu, you should be proficient in poetry. Why don't you try to compose a poem?"

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"I remember that Taoist Buyu left behind several famous poems in Lotus Tower."

He guessed that Lu Yang was extremely talented in cultivation and knew nothing about Confucianism, otherwise why had he never heard of it before.

If Lu Yang fails to compose a poem, it will only add to the joke and become a laughing stock.

The Immortal Fairy wondered, "When did I become proficient in poetry?"

Zhong Yi was speechless. He didn't expect the Immortal Fairy to admit it so straightforwardly. His subsequent provocative plans were useless.

“Since Brother Lu is timid and unwilling to try, why not let me have a try?” said the person behind Zhong Yi, looking at the Immortal Fairy with a bit of contempt.

The Immortal Fairy then noticed that there was someone following Zhong Yi.

The Immortal Fairy pointed at the man and looked as if she had suddenly realized something: "Oh, I remember you, I beat you up in Luotian Forest!"

The combat capability is just average, not much impression left on me.

In the spiritual space, Lu Yang reluctantly introduced the other party's identity to the Immortal Fairy: "His name is Yang Changbin, his father is a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, and he himself is a Confucian cultivator. It is said that he could write at the age of three, write poems at the age of five, and write articles at the age of ten. His poems and articles are quite famous in the Imperial City."

Zhong Yi specially brought Yang Changbin here and invited him to compose poetry at the Lotus Tower. He happened to see Lu Yang also at the Lotus Tower, so he thought of making Lu Yang embarrassed while composing poetry, and then let Yang Changbin take the lead as a comparison.

Unfortunately, Lu Yang saw through his plan and didn't fall for it.

"It's Yang Changbin!"

"Damn it, why is he here too!"

Yang Changbin's fame was greater than Lu Yang had imagined. Everyone saw Yang Changbin's regretful look, as if Yang Changbin could win Ye Mengyin's dance as long as he wrote a poem.

Yang Changbin smiled confidently. He had heard about the topic posed by Ye Mengyin long before he came and had thought of the poem.

He ordered someone to bring writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and he wrote a poem in rapid succession, and asked the maid to pass it to him.

Behind the green veil, Ye Mengyin stopped playing the piano again and recited poems softly, and after finishing, she made a rare comment.

"What a pity. It's a good word, but the rhetoric is too ornate, which makes it inferior."

Everyone burst into laughter. After listening to Ye Mengyin's recitation of the poem, they all thought it was a famous piece of work and would be favored by Ye Mengyin. However, who would have thought that Ye Mengyin would comment on it mercilessly.

Yang Changbin became angry and turned around to stare at everyone fiercely, especially at the Immortal Fairy who laughed the loudest.

"Brother Lu laughs so loudly, I'm sure you have something in mind, why not write it down and let us see it!"

The Immortal Fairy scratched her head and quickly entered the spiritual space to seek help from the golden finger.

"Xiao Yangzi, can you write poetry?"

Lu Yang hesitated a little: "Writing poetry is difficult for me, but if you want to recite a few poems to support the occasion, I do have some."

(End of this chapter)