Ch 94: A Spirit Crystal
“So fast?”
Everyone in the Book Gate looked at Li Hanzhou with doubtful faces.
Qian Wanshu was able to produce one because Qian Wanshu is a talented scholar of their Book Gate.
How could Li Hanzhou possibly write a poem in such a short amount of time?
“Good, read it for me to hear.” Qian Wanshu shook his head: “Don’t let it be nonsensical; that doesn’t count as a poem.”
“Teacher…” Liu Zhennan and others also looked at Li Hanzhou worriedly.
“Then listen carefully.” Li Hanzhou cleared his throat, then paced two steps, pretended to think for a moment, and then began to speak.
The country is broken, mountains and rivers remain, the city is spring, the trees and plants are deep.
Feeling the times, flowers shed tears, hating separation, birds are startled.
Hearing the first two lines, the disciples of the Book Gate, whose expressions had been waiting to see a joke, instantly retracted them, replaced by a look of shock.
Li Hanzhou really can write poetry!
And the first two lines are very refined!
Even Hu Dongru showed a look of shock.
And Li Hanzhou then recited the next two lines.
The beacon fires have lasted for three months, and family letters are worth a thousand gold.
White hair is scratched even shorter, completely unable to bear the hairpin.
The poem is finished.
There was a moment of silence in the scene.
Li Hanzhou looked at the Book Gate members’ dumbfounded expressions, and couldn’t help but sneer inwardly, comparing poems?
When I, Du, make a move, I’ll crush you all, you bunch of weaklings?
“The beacon fires have lasted for three months, and family letters are worth a thousand gold…” Hu Dongru was somewhat absent-minded, muttering to himself.
Everyone’s minds couldn’t help but conjure up a scene of war, commoners displaced, soldiers dying on the battlefield, wanting to write a letter home was a luxury.
War brings despair to the commoners.
No matter from which aspect, it is countless times better than the poem written by Qian Wanshu!
An absolute masterpiece!
“Impossible, how could I lose…” Qian Wanshu didn’t need to wait for others to judge; he himself knew he had lost.
Li Hanzhou’s poem, even he felt, was countless times better than his own.
However, the more this was the case, the more desperate he became.
He actually lost?
“It is our Book Gate…” Hu Dongru had no choice, at this moment he could only admit defeat.
But before Hu Dongru could finish, a disciple stepped forward and said, “I don’t agree, I want to compete again!”
“Senior Brother Zhou.” Seeing the approaching person, Qian Wanshu felt somewhat ashamed.
“You have already lost, why should I compete with you?” Li Hanzhou shook his head.
“I can place a stake.” Zhou Qiluo took out a stone with seven-colored radiance from his bosom and said, “I can use this Spirit Crystal to bet with you!”
Others looked at Zhou Qiluo in surprise.
This is even taking out his bottom-of-the-box treasure?
“Spirit Crystal?”
Li Hanzhou’s eyes lit up. Although he didn’t know what that thing was, Li Hanzhou could feel the strong Spiritual Power contained within the Spirit Crystal!
If he could absorb it, it would be a great help to his cultivation level.
“Good, if you lose, the Spirit Crystal is mine, and then your Book Gate will apologize in front of the Four Gates.” Li Hanzhou said.
“If you lose, get out of Tianxuan Academy!” Zhou Qiluo stared at Li Hanzhou and said.
Hu Dongru looked at Zhou Qiluo, wanting to say something, but didn’t say it.
Zhou Qiluo’s knowledge surpasses Qian Wanshu’s, and among the Book Gate disciples, in terms of writing lyrics, Zhou Qiluo can be considered the best.
With him making a move, there’s definitely no problem.
Hu Dongru also hoped that Zhou Qiluo could win; otherwise, losing things is a small matter, but making them apologize to the Profound Gate is more painful than killing them.
“Then let’s compete in writing lyrics.” Zhou Qiluo said first, “Since it was about war just now, let’s continue with this, with the General as the topic, write a lyric, dare you?”
“Whatever.” Li Hanzhou didn’t care at this moment; his gaze was all on the Spirit Crystal.
“Senior Brother Zhou, add oil!”
“Let him know how powerful our Book Gate is!”
The other disciples also became nervous.
Zhou Qiluo played a clever move; he happened to have a lyric written about a General recently, and it was written quite well, so he chose this topic.
It was Li Hanzhou’s poem just now that made Zhou Qiluo not dare to underestimate Li Hanzhou too much.
Cold moon on the border beyond the pass, lamps dimly lit in the tent. The sound of iron horses and golden weapons shakes the earth, sword fingers point to the sky, spirit is cold.
General’s hundred battles are difficult.
Full of passion, not yet cold, loyal soul, like a cinnabar. Lofty ambition to subdue the enemy, what fear is there of ten thousand deaths on the battlefield?
Wise and brilliant, passed down through the ages.
“Good!”
After the lyric was finished, the disciples behind all exclaimed; they felt that this was a sure win.
Even Hu Dongru nodded with a smile; he felt that Zhou Qiluo’s lyric was very good.
The disciples on the Profound Gate side didn’t look too good; although their knowledge was not high, they also felt that Zhou Qiluo’s lyric was great.
There was nothing wrong with it.
Their gazes fell on Li Hanzhou, but at this time, Li Hanzhou was still looking at the Spirit Crystal in Zhou Qiluo’s hand.
He was pondering that he must ask where this Spirit Crystal came from later.
“Your turn!” Zhou Qiluo looked at Li Hanzhou and said.
“Ah? You finished?” Li Hanzhou snapped back to reality.
“You didn’t listen at all?” Zhou Qiluo was furious; he felt that Li Hanzhou was simply insulting him.
“Okay, okay, it’s my turn.” Li Hanzhou cleared his throat and then began to speak.
Drunk, I pick up a lamp to look at my sword, dreaming back to the sound of horns connecting the camps. Eight hundred miles divide the underlings’ roasted meat, fifty strings turn the sounds of the borderlands.
Autumn review of troops on the battlefield.
My horse, Dulu, flies quickly, my bow is like a thunderbolt string, startling. To accomplish the emperor’s affairs in the world, to win fame before and after life.
Alas, white hair grows.
As soon as Li Hanzhou’s “Po Zhen Zi” came out, it shocked everyone present.
Hu Dongru stared at Li Hanzhou with wide eyes, his lips trembling.
What kind of talent is this?
Just after pondering for a few seconds, he opened his mouth and produced a superb and unparalleled lyric?
To accomplish the emperor’s affairs in the world, to win fame before and after life, alas, white hair grows…
As he chewed on this sentence, Hu Dongru seemed to see an ambitious general.
This lyric completely depicts a general’s life, making people sigh; even if Hu Dongru wanted to favor his disciple, faced with such a lyric, he couldn’t say that his disciple won.
They were not of the same level at all.
“How is it?”
Li Hanzhou looked at Zhou Qiluo.
Zhou Qiluo’s face was already ashen; he silently walked forward, hesitated for a moment, bowed respectfully to Li Hanzhou, and then offered the Spirit Crystal with both hands.
The others were also silent, including Hu Dongru, all stepped back, bowed respectfully to Li Hanzhou.
This surprised Li Hanzhou.
So formal?
“This sir is right, our books have been read into the bellies of dogs. Today, seeing sir, I know the vastness of Heaven and Earth; sir’s poem and lyric have benefited me greatly!” Qian Wanshu said respectfully.
“Willing to admit defeat, we will go back and prepare to apologize to the Profound Gate.”
The Book Gate members left.
Seeing their dejected appearance, Li Hanzhou didn’t dare to ask about the origin of the Spirit Crystal.
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