"Sir, this Shuiyun Pavilion Master is just a woman from the Land of Fireworks. Isn't she a little too arrogant? Do you want a subordinate..."
"Go away, if you want to force me, why do you have to wait until now? To make her willing, only by winning her heart can you experience true happiness."
Xuanyuan Bao scolded angrily. He was not good at reciting poems and writing poems, but he could hear the artistic conception in Tai Youcai's poems, but he could not impress Yang Yuhuan.
"Young master, don't be discouraged. No one can win the poem. It will soon be a competition of force. When the time comes, you will also be able to embrace the beauty."
Xuanyuan Meng said in a panicked voice, this is all that can be done for now, Xuanyuan Bao looked anxious, wanting to come out on top in the martial arts competition.
"Is anyone else coming forward to offer a poem?"
"If no one comes forward, Tai Youcai will be the first in the literary test. However, his poems did not impress our Pavilion Master, so we will reward him with a hundred gold coins."
"Wait~~"
"I would like to recite a poem!"
Han Mu, who was sitting next to Emperor Chu, suddenly stood up and his loud voice spread. Although he was forced to disguise it, he still looked unnatural. Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and they were all laughing wildly.
"He can recite poetry, so don't make trouble!"
"please!"
The woman on the high platform raised her jade arm and spoke. The man glanced sideways at Emperor Chu and said: "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and a branch of trees on earth. The time will last forever, and this hatred will last forever!"
These four lines of poetry are lines from the Song of Everlasting Sorrow. Emperor Chu thought of it when he saw Yang Yuhuan. He was unwilling to show up to recite poetry, so he told Han Mu next to him to let him recite poetry for him.
Emperor Chu entered Shuiyun Pavilion and found that only Han Mu beside him was different from the others. After questioning, he found out that Han Mu was also curious about the auras of the girls in Shuiyun Pavilion.
“What a poem!”
“What a poem!”
Everyone stared at the man in disbelief. Tai Youcai couldn't believe that someone could recite such an ancient quatrain, with a look of surprise and horror on his face, and he kept chanting silently.
"Lan'er, let this young master be admitted to the cabinet!"
When Yang Yuhuan's voice came, Han Mu was shocked and frightened. He didn't expect that these four lines of poetry would be favored by the Master of Shuiyun Pavilion. He looked at Emperor Chu in disbelief.
"Xuanyuan Meng, who is this person and why can he write such wonderful poems?"
"Sir, the son of a blacksmith in Han Mu City, he is just a forger, how can he recite poetry?"
Xuanyuan's brows furrowed and a voice of doubt rang out. He believed that Han Mu would participate in a martial arts competition. Reciting poems and composing poems would be as difficult as climbing to the sky for the simple and honest Han Mu.
"Yeah, this kid doesn't know a few Chinese characters. What's wrong today? He can actually recite poetry!"
Xuanyuan Lei was stunned, and there was a sound of confusion. At this moment, Han Mu bowed his fist and saluted, saying: "This poem does not belong to me, it is a masterpiece of my young master."
"Then please invite your young master to enter the inner hall together!"
Han Mu respectfully saluted Emperor Chu, who stood up and led him towards the inner hall. For a moment, there was an uproar in Shuiyun Pavilion.
"Who is he~"
"Han Mu calls him Young Master!"
"It's him!"
Everyone was curious about the identity of Emperor Chu. In their envious eyes, Emperor Chu took Han Mu away. Of course, someone in Shuiyun Pavilion had already discovered the identity of Emperor Chu. They were afraid that Emperor Chu would know their existence, so they had already locked up the box.
The door was closed tightly.
"Who is he? Xuanyuan Meng immediately found out his identity. I will never let him off lightly!"
"Sir, my subordinates will do it now!"
Xuanyuan Meng turned around and exited the private room. As soon as he opened the door, a figure appeared beside him. The two of them whispered for a while, and Xuanyuan Meng's tall body almost fell to the ground.
Holding the door frame with his hand, his eyes widened, he asked with a trembling voice: "You, everything you said, is true?"
"We adults are right next door, but we can see clearly. There is absolutely no mistake."
"Hurry up and tell your young master, leave Shuiyun Pavilion early and pretend you have never been here today. If you offend anyone above, your young master will not escape death even if you have the protection of the prince."
"Can you really pretend that you haven't been here?"
Xuanyuan Meng felt a bone-chilling coldness on his back, cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, and the palms clenching the door frame squeaked. He turned around and glanced at Xuanyuan Bao in the private room.
"Okay, okay, I get it!"
Xuanyuan Meng forcibly stabilized his trembling legs, pushed the door open and entered the private room. Looking at his leaving figure, the person who came had a mocking smile on his face.
"I usually show off my power and show off my power, and I am lawless. But now I am so frightened just because I know the whereabouts of the emperor. This is a very poor quality of mind."
Xuanyuan Meng entered the Accord. Xuanyuan Bao turned around and looked at him, asking angrily: "Why did you come back so soon? Have you found out his identity?"
"Clear!"
"The Minister of War has just sent someone to inform you."
"Why, the Minister of War also knows him?"
Xuanyuan Bao became more and more curious about the identity of Emperor Chu. Anyone who could be acquainted with the Minister of War was considered to have status in the Beast Imperial City.
"My lord, my lord, not only the minister of the Ministry of War knows him, but also all the officials of the entire Chu State, he is..."
Xuanyuan Meng's legs felt weak and he knelt down directly, pointing his finger upwards. Xuanyuan Bao looked confused, wondering what trick he was playing.
"you mean..............."
"Bang~"
When Xuanyuan Bao saw Xuanyuan's fierce nodding, he was so frightened that he slumped down on the wooden chair, his whole body softened into a ball. He had been imagining meeting Emperor Chu because he had heard too many rumors about Emperor Chu.
Emperor Chu was a god-like existence in Xuanyuan Bao's heart. He originally thought that he could make achievements on the battlefield and become Emperor Chu's right-hand man like King Behemoth Xuanyuan Xiu.
But now, he has inadvertently offended Long Wei. If he fails to show off, he will go to hell.
Xuanyuan Leopard fell into extreme fear, suddenly rose up, and said to himself: "Uncle, only uncle can save me!"
Mutterings to themselves sounded, and figures rushed out of the door, rushing out of Shuiyun Pavilion in panic.
at this time.
Emperor Chu and Han Mu had already arrived at the cabinet. Yang Yuhuan came with gentle steps and signaled Emperor Chu to take a seat. A soft voice sounded:
"Slave, I'm here to pay my respects to my master. I didn't know that my master came to Shuiyun Pavilion, but I missed him from afar. I hope my master can forgive me!"
"There is no need to be polite about Yuhuan. I came here incognito. Anyone who doesn't know will not be guilty!"
"Han Mu, Han Mu~"
Emperor Chu looked back, wanting to ask Han Mu to sit down, but he was so frightened that he couldn't even regain his senses when two shouts were heard in succession.
"Bang~"
Han Mu suddenly knelt down, raised his fist and saluted, and said: "Han Mu, a common man, has met your Majesty!"
"Okay, get up!"
"I came to Shuiyun Pavilion this time for Yuhuan, but I didn't expect to meet you!"
"You are young, but you have the talent of a weapon refiner. Wu Chu is really full of talents. Are you willing to join the Academy of Sciences and learn weapon refinement with several masters?"
"The grassroots are willing!"
"Go back and wait outside Shuiyun Pavilion. I will send someone to take you to the Academy of Sciences later!"
Han Mu followed the order and left. Yang Yuhuan watched his leaving figure with doubts on his face and said: "Master, this young man is no different. Why does he have the talent of a weapon refiner?"
"Shua~"
Emperor Chu raised his hand and took Yang Yuhuan into his arms. He chuckled and said, "Han Mu can feel the difference in your true energy. Moreover, he is born with a body of fire and is the son of the best weapon refiner."
"Tell me why the power of Qi in your body is different from that of other warriors?" (To be continued)