#198 - Spring Dragon Poetry Festival (III)
The bright moon, stars, and candlelight reflected on the calm lake surface, with faint glimpses of the golden-tailed carp unique to Sun Moon Lake.
Legend has it that Sun Moon Lake was transformed from a tear of a certain fairy, and the carp, touched by this fairy aura, developed golden tails.
However, in Wei Changtian's view, even in a world of cultivation, this kind of story is pure nonsense.
Tears are salty, and Sun Moon Lake is a freshwater lake, so it's impossible for it to be a fairy's tear.
As for why golden-tailed carp appeared?
Obviously, isn't this just biological mutation?
As a transmigrator, Wei Changtian is still accustomed to explaining natural phenomena with modern scientific thinking, and in most cases, he can indeed explain them clearly.
However, some things are indeed beyond the scope of scientific giants like Einstein or Darwin.
For example, the seemingly invisible but actually tangible inner strength, such as the Star Blade scabbard with "space warping technology", such as the quantum communication-like mother-child jade...
And also, the scene before him.
"Plop, plop!"
The originally calm lake water suddenly rippled, and a dozen carp leaped high out of the water, their waving golden tails creating a spray of water, as if celebrating something.
And on a small boat, the man who had just recited the poem had a look of得意 on his face.
"Golden carp leaping over the Dragon Gate! This poem has actually been recognized by more than ten golden carp!"
"Brother Zhang's poetic talent is truly extraordinary!"
"'Following only wild birds, their cries kill the silk-picking people.' This line is indeed excellent!"
"Look, even Su Sheng is nodding!"
"..."
As these dozen or so carp leaped out of the water and fell back, waves of discussion instantly rose inside and outside Sun Moon Lake, all filled with praise and envy.
However, Wei Changtian was dumbfounded.
What the hell?
The poem that Zhang guy just made... was recognized by the carp???
Are you kidding me??
But judging from the timing of the golden-tailed carp's leaps and the direction of their tail flicks, it really seemed to be the case...
Amazing!
Wei Changtian was speechless for a while, and recalled the poem just now in his mind.
Thirty-sixth year of spring, angling in the autumn river. Following only wild birds, their cries kill the silk-picking people.
Well, it can only be said that it sounds quite catchy.
As for the meaning... I don't understand at all!
Good heavens, is my cultural cultivation even inferior to a few fish?!
Looking at the group of literati and poets around him discussing enthusiastically, and Su Wu nodding with a smile, Wei Changtian felt like an outsider, completely out of place.
Seriously, is this poem really that good?
"Hahaha, daring to offer such a poem for ridicule, and even attracting the golden carp to compete for leaps?!"
Suddenly, a young man in a black robe slowly stood up and laughed loudly in the midst of countless surprised gazes:
"The Great Ning poetry scene seems to be nothing more than this!"
The so-called poetry meeting is actually not much different from a beauty pageant, with some comparison involved.
Dragon Raising Head, Qixi, Mid-Autumn Festival, Drought Stopping, Rain Seeking... All poetry meetings, regardless of size, must have a major theme, and in order to increase the difficulty, they often set some more detailed sub-themes.
The major theme of the Spring Dragon Poetry Meeting is naturally "spring", and the sub-theme that the Zhang man just drew was "sorrow".
Using "spring sorrow" as the title, compose a poem within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Thirty-sixth year of spring, angling in the autumn river. Following only wild birds, their cries kill the silk-picking people.
Although Wei Changtian didn't understand the meaning of this poem, since it could attract the golden carp to compete for leaps, it meant that it was well-written, and even if it couldn't compete for the top spot tonight, it should be considered a good work.
However, someone actually spoke out to ridicule it, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.
"Who is this person? What does he want to do?"
"I don't know, I've never seen him before, but he should have some kind of feud with Brother Zhang."
"But why did he say that last sentence?!"
But what does the sentence "The Great Ning poetry scene is nothing more than this" mean?
In a simple sentence, he directly offended everyone present.
And in addition to anger, everyone also understood one thing from this—
This black-robed man is not a citizen of Great Ning!
"..."
The evening breeze rippled, stirring the thousands of lanterns on the lake.
"Splash!"
A small boat suddenly swayed a few times, and the Zhang man just now looked at the black-robed man angrily, took a step to the bow of the boat, and shouted sharply:
"Who exactly are you?!"
"Daring to come to my Great Ning's poetry meeting and spout nonsense, truly as ridiculous as a clown!"
"My poem may not be a masterpiece, but if you look down on it so much, why don't you write a better one!"
"Otherwise, don't try to attract attention here!"
Want to show off?
You can, but first you must have the ability to show off!
If you don't, then get out!
These words were righteous and made many people secretly call out爽.
However, the black-robed man didn't care, just glanced at the Zhang man, and then leaped into the gazebo in the center of the lake.
He arrogantly clasped his hands behind his back and looked around the dozens of small boats, his eyes lingered on Su Wu for a few seconds, and then he actually began to recite directly:
"Spring is deep with nowhere to rest, the desolate willow bank is bright."
"Tears before the lamp in the night rain, the sound of horns and drums all night long."
"..."
The pronunciation was accurate and sonorous.
And after the last sentence was recited—
"哗!"
Dozens of ripples dotted the lake surface, and then an equal number of golden-tailed carp scrambled to leap out, shaking up patches of silver beads in the air.
"What?!"
The boat group shook violently, and a group of people stood up around the gazebo for a time.
Everyone stared at the man standing proudly in the pavilion, their eyes filled with an unnamed fire.
Although they didn't want to admit it, this poem... was indeed better.
However, the better this poem was, the more it was slapping everyone in the face.
Because the current situation was already very clear.
This young man in black robe came to smash the scene.
And he wanted to smash the scene of the entire Great Ning poetry scene!
How could this be tolerated?!
Some clenched their fists tightly, some turned their eyes to Su Wu, who was sitting steadily on the side, and some had already begun to curse.
"You brat! Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you侥幸 wrote a poem! If you have the ability, compete with me again!"
"Hmph! Maybe this poem was written in advance, and it just happened to fit the topic!"
"You junior who doesn't even dare to report your name, don't be too arrogant!"
"..."
In the lake and on the shore, countless accusations and curses instantly merged into one, heading straight for the gazebo like a blanket.
Faced with all of this, the latter remained unmoved, with a faint sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth.
People who often argue know that this kind of person who doesn't speak is the most difficult to deal with, and the more you scold him, the more you seem to be exasperated.
So after a dozen breaths, the滔天骂声 finally gradually stopped.
"..."
The black-robed man then gently shook his head and said calmly:
"Great Li, Kui Xing Academy, Shen Ran."
"I have come to ask the Great Ning Poetry Saint for guidance in poetry."
Shen Ran?
Everyone was at a loss after hearing this, racking their brains but couldn't remember where this character came from in the Great Li literary world.
Only Wei Changtian, who had been watching the excitement all along, showed an incredibly astonished expression at this time.
The reason why he was astonished was of course not because of some collective sense of honor of the Great Ning people, but because...
[10: Great Li Dynasty, outer courtyard disciple of Kui Xing Academy, Shen Ran]
