I Don't Know Martial Art Chapter 42

Chapter 42 - Yue Ye

"Giving a thousand miles to a copper coin is a matter of courtesy and love."

When the Left Premier, Wang Wenjing, who had originally been extremely embarrassed by Xiang Yun, heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up as he looked towards Xiang Yun in surprise.

It was not only him. Even Crown Prince Xiang Qian, who had been listening in on Xiang Yun's performance the entire time, and Princess Xiang Fei, who had been staring at him coldly, all looked towards Xiang Yun in surprise.

The latter sentence was simple, but it had its own artistic conception. It was hard to imagine that it could be said by a hedonistic son like Xiang Yun from the State of Feng Yun. Could it be that the latter had really changed after being demoted to Qin Feng City for the past few years?

As for Wang Xiangtian, he looked at the youth standing in front of him and the copper coin the latter was holding. His face was expressionless, but he had actually stretched out his hand to receive the copper coin the latter was holding.

"I'll take it. Go down." Xiang Tian only said seven words in an indifferent tone.

The crowd revealed surprised expressions when they heard this. They had not expected that the prince's reaction would be so indifferent. Moreover, from these words, it seemed that Xiang Yun would be allowed to leave, no need to stay any longer.

For a moment, Old Marshal Wan and the rest felt that Xiang Tian was being a little unreasonable. His own son was already in such a miserable state, and he was even thriftily sending you such a passionate "great gift". As a father, how could he be so cold?

"Father!"

Just as Xiang Jinghong was about to open his mouth to persuade him, Xiang Yun had already flown towards the pavilion's stairs, approaching the staircase. It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but something suddenly rolled down from Xiang Yun's sleeves.

"Clang clang clang!"

Following the sound, everyone subconsciously looked at the ground beneath Xiang Yun. They saw a golden-bright and dazzling golden ingot, the size of an adult's fist, rolling and leaping on the ground, reflecting a dazzling golden luster.

Xiang Yun, who had already reached the staircase, put on a flustered expression as he charged forward, grabbing the Golden Origin Treasure that had fallen from his sleeves. Without even looking at the crowd's expressions, the latter scurried down the stairs like a nimble cat!

"Uh …" For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded! Especially Old Marshal Wan, who had been feeling a great deal of sympathy for Xiang Tian earlier and had intended to persuade him otherwise. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

As for Xiang Tian, he was still holding the copper coin that he had just received from Xiang Yun. As he watched the back of the figure bounding down the pavilion with the gold ingot in his hand, the latter looked at the copper coin in his hand and could not help but twitch once more.

"Bastard!" However, he did not throw away the bronze coin in his hand. Instead, he took advantage of everyone's dazed state to place it in the lapel of his white robe, which was inlaid with the four-clawed Golden Dragon.

However, as Xiang Yun flew out of the Spring Pavilion and out of the Apricot Altar Garden, only then did he see that the seat in the corner was empty. Having lost sight of Yue Jing, he couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

Xiang Yun, his spirits waning, sat down. Thinking back to the scene of him intentionally throwing away the gold ingot from his sleeve just now, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl into a playful smile.

"I believe that the expression of that aloof and lofty Prince must have been terrible at that time." When Xiang Yun thought of this, his mood immediately brightened.

In the past, he could only hide his grievances and criticism from this cold father, and did not dare to resist. Now, however, he finally had the courage to show it.

Without Yue Jing to accompany him in drinking wine, and with Lin Wan'er not having the strength to drink wine, Xiang Yun could only pour himself a cup of wine and drink to his heart's content!

And within the Spring Pavilion, the entire banquet's atmosphere had become slightly awkward with Xiang Yun's earlier dramatic performance of giving away a thousand miles worth of copper coins and losing his ingot.

In order to resolve this awkward atmosphere, one of the county governor suddenly pointed to the bright moon outside the window and said, "Today is Your Highness' birthday celebration. The Heavenly Palace is making a show of having such a bright and beautiful moon.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the sky outside the window. Indeed, the moon was high in the sky and the stars were illuminating the sky. The sky here did not resemble Earth, and was covered by a thick haze.

"Indeed, the full moon is high up in the sky and the stars are shining brightly. And now, the moon is adorned with silver ornaments. It is truly beautiful!" Wang Wenjing could not help but exclaim in admiration. Upon seeing such a natural beauty of a moonlit night, the latter could not help but be ecstatic as she stood up and paced around the window while reciting.

The cold night guest came to drink tea, while the bamboo stew soup boiled with fire.

Normally, only the window and the moon had plum blossoms.

After the poem was finished, Wang Wenjing put his hands behind his back and became intoxicated. In the next moment, everyone in the hall applauded!

"Good poem! Good poem! Wang Xiangguo is truly worthy of being called a great literary person who was born into the top ten, his words are truly worthy of respect! "

Xiliang Army is also a scholar born, hearing Wang Wenjing casually composed a poem, can not help but admire, praise!

Wang Wenjing's poem was about enjoying the moon on a cold night, and there was fine wine and flowers. The moonlight was exceptionally different, and it could be said that it was very suitable for the scenery and was full of literary talent and poetry.

"Teacher is truly a genius!" Xiang Qian also praised him sincerely.

"Wang Xiangguo is such a literary talent!" Even the person in the first position, Xiang Tian, couldn't help but nod his head. It could be seen how extraordinary the latter's impromptu poem was!

"No, no, I'm flattered by your praise." Wang Wenjing had a face full of modesty after hearing the praises from the crowd, but his heart was filled with pride and joy. Although he was truly knowledgeable and even had the right to use his poems and songs, he was still able to produce this masterpiece.

As a result, Wang Wenjing secretly memorized the lines he had just made in his heart. He planned to return to the capital and publish them in the "Hundred Poems" compiled by the Orthodox Academy. It was likely that it would cause a stir in the literary world and boost his reputation by quite a bit.

Afterwards, Wang Wenjing felt like he was not satisfied yet. He suggested that everyone present should write a poem and use this moonlit snowy scene as the theme to create a poem to liven up the feast!

His suggestion was quickly agreed to by everyone. After all, as a distinguished official in the Wind Cloud Country, who would not have a few ink points in their stomachs if they sat in a high position? Even if this sort of impromptu poetry was difficult, they could still try it out.

The first person to compose a poem was precisely the person who had previously asked everyone to admire the moon, the West Lawn Grand Guardian Meng Yuzhan. This person was also a high-born disciple of the Orthodox Academy, and he had quite a bit of poetic talent.

Before the latter wrote the poem, he only stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, looking out the window at the full moon. After thinking for a moment, he started to recite.

"The cool moon hangs over the bay like an eyebrow, looking through the tinted mirrors of the mountains.

Lan Xi has three days of cold mountain rain, and his carp have come to the beach in the middle of the night. "

"Alright!"

After he finished reciting the poem, applause was heard from the audience.

Although this poem was not as high and mighty as Wang Wenjing's, it emphasized on the surface, and had a unique flavor. Judging from its level, it could be considered a high-grade poem. It could be seen that this Lord Grand Guard's literary talent was truly extraordinary!

Seeing that everyone was in high spirits, the literary elder, the Left Premier Wang Wen Jing once again suggested.

"Your Highness, today is your birthday, so why don't you let the servants of your house distribute ink and paper to all the guests of the Apricot Altar Garden, and let every talented person participate, and present the poem to us, so that we can enjoy it together. Perhaps we can see some amazing works!"

"I've heard that there are many officials in the Apricot Altar Garden. They all have great ambitions and are extremely talented!"

Xiang Tian couldn't help but nod in agreement when he heard this. Even though the latter was a war god of the Wind Cloud Nation and leading troops to war was a common occurrence, he still liked poetry and was rather interested in it.

Thus, Xiang Tian ordered the two brothers, Xiang Jinghong and Xiang Jinglei, to make the arrangements and added on.

"Since all of you are in such a good mood, then as the master of the palace, I will add a prize. If all of the poems written here today can be evaluated and ranked in the top three, then I will reward everyone with a thousand gold, and whoever wins the first place will not only obtain a thousand gold, but I will also bestow him with a cloud artifact! "The time limit shall be set within the amount of time it takes to burn an incense stick."

"Mmm mmm, cloud weapon!"

When everyone heard that Xiang Tian actually wanted to bestow a cloud weapon, their eyes all lit up with surprise. Although there were different grades to the cloud weapon, it was still a cloud weapon that Xiang Tian had bestowed. No matter how inferior it was, it would not be inferior in any way.

Suddenly …

Even the crown prince, Xiang Qian, and Princess, Xiang Fei, had expressions of interest on their faces. It was obvious that they were interested in this cloud artifact that was bestowed by the King.

At this moment …

Ding Jinglei and Ding Jinghong immediately ordered someone to prepare some ink and paper, which they distributed to the people within the Apricot Altar Garden. They also informed them that the prince would reward them with a thousand gold and use the moonlight as a poem to win the top three places.

As soon as this news was spread, the entire apricot tree was shaken. Many of them were officials that were born scholars, and there was no lack of refined scholars that had read a great deal of poetry.

Some raised their heads to look at the moon, while others bent over to study the ink. With someone's hand on their forehead, they were all in deep thought as they prepared to produce a masterpiece that would shock the heavens and shock the earth.

Outside the garden, Xiang Yun was currently heartily eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea on the table, drinking a cup of wine.

Lin Wan'er obediently poured some wine.

Suddenly, Xiang Yun heard the commotion within the Apricot Altar Garden. He couldn't help but ask, puzzled, "What's going on inside? Why is it so lively?"

Lin Wan'er didn't know what was going on inside, so she walked into the garden to have a look. After a while, she ran out excitedly and told Xiang Yun.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please go inside and take a look. The King's Thousand Gold Bestowal Poems are for those who can use 'Moon' as their topic to compose poems. Those who can get top three places will receive a great reward and the first place will also get a cloud weapon. Right now, there are many people who are composing poems. It's very lively!"

Xiang Yun did not have any particular expression upon hearing this. He only asked with some doubt, "Wan'er, what is a cloud artifact? I seem to have heard of it before."

Lin Wan'er was a bit speechless. "Your Highness, do you not even know about cloud weapons? cloud weapons are the weapons and protective gear used by Cloud Warriors. Cloud Warriors can inject cloud energy into them to display the formidable might or defensive power of extraordinary weapons."

"Oh, it's actually so magical!" Xiang Yun's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this.

"Of course, but the production process of a cloud weapon is extremely complicated, and requires a lot of precious materials and specialized refiners." Of course, but the production process of a cloud weapon is incomparably complex, and requires a lot of precious materials and specialized refiners. Lin Wan'er said with a look of yearning on her face.

"Since this thing is so good, how about we get it?" Xiang Yun slyly said to Lin Wan'er, who was actually rather interested in the cloud artifact.

"Ah!" Lin Wan'er was startled when she saw Xiang Yun's crafty eyes shining.

"Your Highness, you aren't thinking of stealing this cloud weapon, are you?"

"Ahem, silly girl, what are you saying? With my identity as the crown prince, is there a need to go steal from me?" Xiang Yun said exasperatedly.

"Then how are we going to get a cloud weapon?" Lin Wan'er, who was described as a silly girl, was dissatisfied. She asked with a frown and pouted her nose.

"Of course it's a poem. I got first place!" Xiang Yun used his hand to gently pat Lin Wan'er's forehead as he said this smugly.

"Puchi!"

Hearing this, the discontented Lin Wan'er actually burst out laughing, unable to hold back her laughter as she looked at Xiang Yun.

"Prince, are you having a fever?"

Chapter end