Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

Since ancient times, there has been a tradition of mutual disdain among scholars. Here, gathering only those writers and poets vying for fame and fortune, it's inevitable that they would go to great lengths to belittle others in order to highlight their own superiority. II.

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"How dare they display such poetry here! The tones and rhythms are completely out of tune; they have no shame!"

"Is this even a poem? It has absolutely no charm!" Zero

"This one is alright, but it lacks artistic conception."

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However, as the final piece, "Willow Waist," faded into the background, almost all the discussions in the audience abruptly ceased.

"In brocade robes and canopies, in a grand banquet hall, young ladies from all sides vie for attention... At first, the music of the 'Rainbow Dance' is urgent, and the graceful figures gradually urge on the rhythm of the clappers."

"She gracefully moves in her flowing robes, swiftly traversing the lotus platform, displaying countless postures, her movements ever-changing between advance and retreat... More than just a beauty that could topple kingdoms, a single glance is enough to break one's heart."

The men downstairs stared in disbelief at the flowing calligraphy written by Su Nan.

This poem flows smoothly and appropriately, with its diction used perfectly without any redundancy. At the same time, it is full of charm. In addition, Mr. Su Nan's unique thin gold calligraphy style adds a touch of elegance and debonair style to this poem.

Several men hesitated, unable to find the right words to criticize, for the poem's level of artistry had already surpassed the standards of their time.

Chapter 165 Returning to the Jiaofangsi, Showing Off His Skills!

"While the words and phrases are beautiful, they are slightly too ornate and vulgar."

After a long silence, someone slowly spoke.

As soon as he said it, everyone laughed.

"Can't you see this place?"

"How can one recite poems about plum blossoms in the music academy? Isn't that an act of satire?"

"How breathtakingly beautiful she was! A single glance from her could break one's heart. Everyone has lustful desires, yet the difference in beauty between them is truly astonishing!" "553"

"In my fifty years of working in brothels, I have never seen a word or phrase that can match this."

"Even fifty years ago, in the six hundred years since the founding of the Great Feng Dynasty, no one could surpass him!"

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The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but few offered any profound critique of the poem. The pimp, sitting in a corner on the first floor, blushed instantly.

As he just said, his aim was to stir up trouble among these guests. If Su Nan's words were already recognized as the best, then the subsequent auction process would be pointless.

The Imperial Music Bureau had high expectations for Fu Xiang. If no outstanding poems could be selected, the authors of the ten poems would have to compete for them at high prices.

However, under the current circumstances, Su Nan's lyrics have completely overshadowed everyone else's, making it difficult for Fu Xiang's comb to sell for a high price.

Then, all ten poems were turned over, revealing the names of the ten poets to the audience.

When everyone learned that the author of the most famous book, "Willow Waist," was actually Su Nan, the Meiying Pavilion was immediately filled with commotion and discussions.

"Li Daru!"

"Su Nan opposes suppressing human desires!"

"As expected, this great Confucian scholar actually went to the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district) to personally manage the courtesans, which was truly an eye-opening act!"

"I am seeking a master to further my studies and wish to follow Su Zhexian to study poetry. Once I have completed my studies, I will return to the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau) and make a name for myself!"

Where is Su Zhexian?

"Huh? It was right here just now!"

In fact, this small courtyard was home to many students and officials from the Imperial Academy. If they were outside the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district), they would surely criticize southern Jiangsu.

However, they found it difficult to speak out in the context of the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment institution), since they themselves were involved in it.

Their actions contradict the principle of "preserving heavenly principles and eliminating human desires." If they dare to make any unfounded statements, they are contradicting themselves and contradicting their own words.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Su Nan had already vanished without a trace.

"Gentlemen, since there is no objection to Su Zhexian's 'Willow Waist' winning the crown, I shall now take my leave."

Amidst the fragrant aroma, she gave a graceful bow, then turned and entered the room, leaving behind a bright and captivating silhouette.

With her profound cultivation, she had already discerned that the distinguished guest for tonight had already settled comfortably on the bed.

The guests at Plum Blossom Pavilion were filled with disappointment but had no words to say. They could only turn to other courtyards, as the most prestigious place was not limited to this one.

"I'll see Fu Xiang again tomorrow."

"While the lyrics of Su Nan are indeed exquisite, my poems are also exceptional. Tomorrow, Miss Fu Xiang will surely fall for me."

"Come to Meiying Pavilion tomorrow for a tea party."

The room filled with fragrance.

A warm fragrance filled the air, and the floor was covered with an expensive silk carpet embroidered with patterns of lotus flowers and auspicious clouds.

The fragrance gradually filled the air, and each step felt like walking on a lotus flower. The man walked by lightly, as if ascending to the clouds. He was truly a man skilled in business.

A meticulously copied version of the famous painting "Raindrops on Banana Leaves" brings the three-panel screen to life. The stunningly beautiful figure, carrying a faint fragrance, gracefully emerges from behind the screen, her jade-like skin appearing and disappearing, a sight to behold.

Chapter 166 Outshining All Others, with Grace and Elegance

Their gazes met on Su Nan, and Fu Xiang lowered her head slightly, a shy smile playing on her lips.

This woman is baffling.

"Young master, what a pleasant surprise."

The charming Fu Xiang knelt by the bedside, gently stroking Su Nan's knees and shoulders, showing her tenderness.

Su Nan gently lifted her delicate and alluring snow-white chin and said in a light tone, "This appearance is quite good."

Fu Xiang's favorability rating had climbed to eighty, but in a moment of impulsiveness, she failed to grasp the hidden meaning in the Su Nan dialect.

"I would like to express my gratitude to you, sir. With this poem bestowed upon me by you, I may be able to go down in history."

The woman's words were filled with pride, and the deep affection in her eyes flowed like autumn water, making her all the more charming and beautiful.

The fox spirit had a penchant for imitating human behavior, and the stories of courtesans who went down in history were undoubtedly a great temptation for the Night Princess.

Recalling six months ago, Su Nan cleverly used the fox spirit's characteristics to easily subdue Xiao Yuenu.

Poor Xiao Yuenu remained confused and oblivious until years of accumulated emotions were easily taken away by someone in just a few days.

Su Nan gazed at the intoxication in Fu Xiang's eyes and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart. It wasn't that he blamed them for their shallow knowledge, but rather that he had seen many women in his life.

"Fu Xiang, how should we express our gratitude?"

The room was warm and cozy, like a gentle spring day, and the two of them couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Fu Xiang's cheeks flushed slightly as she considerately helped Su Nan remove his outer robe. Her full lips brushed against Su Nan's ear as she whispered something.

"Please do not be impatient, my lord. The night is deep, and I would like to offer you a dance performance."

This is precisely the unique advantage of feudalism; if it were women of later times, they would probably only whisper:

"Time flies, and it's already here."

Su Nan was very patient, his gaze following the beautiful woman as she removed her thin veil, watching her graceful figure, as supple as a willow, dance once more.

"Miss Fu Xiang's beauty is unparalleled in the capital, and few women can rival her."

The sweat beads emitted a faint fragrance. As the dance ended, I sat down on the bed, right next to Su Nan.

"Young master, you flatter me. I am truly unworthy of such praise."

Princess Zhenbei was widely recognized as the most beautiful woman in the capital. Born into a prestigious family, she was well-educated and refined from a young age. When she was nine, she visited the Jade Buddha Temple to offer incense, and the abbot presented her with a beautiful poem.

"A beauty that startles the world, surpassing all others, with a graceful bearing, bathed in the morning light, admired by all, she ascends to the pinnacle of beauty, captivating hearts and minds, and even winning the heart of emperors."

From then on, his fame soared. At the young age of thirteen, he was selected to enter the imperial palace, and soon after, he was bestowed with the emperor's favor to become the second most meritorious official in the Great Victory of Shanhai Pass... and the personal disciple of the Prince of Zhenbei.

Upon hearing what Fu Xiang said, Su Nan smiled and responded:

"Tonight I will spend this wonderful night with Fu Xiang, and one day I will surely be able to enter the princess's boudoir."

As soon as those words left his mouth, Fu Xiang felt the sweat on his body instantly cool down. Su Nan's audacity was truly astonishing; he dared to openly declare that he wanted to get close to the princess!

"Young master, please don't speak jokingly. Tonight, I am willing to let you arrange things as you wish. As for the matter of the princess, please put it aside for now. My heart is with you, young master, and I wish you good health and longevity."

Su Nan gently embraced Fu Xiang's waist, which was as smooth and delicate as a poem. "Just as that poem was given to her, at this moment, I also wish to offer you a poem as a sequel to my feelings."

A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Fu Xiang gently embraced Su Nan's waist. She was awestruck by the strong and powerful muscles in his waist and abdomen. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and her body went limp and weak.

Chapter 167 The Plum Blossom Pavilion, bustling with visitors, opens for business.

"I am honored to receive your guidance."

"The flowers have all faded, yet she stands out in her beauty, captivating the garden with her charm. Her shadows intertwine and reflect on the water's edge, her fragrance wafts in the twilight moonlight, and the birds in the frost, about to land, first steal a glance."

If the butterflies knew of this scene, they too would be captivated, grateful for the soft whispers that accompany them, needing neither clappers nor drums, nor golden goblets of wine.

This poem is a masterpiece for all time, with the phrase "floating fragrance" being particularly noteworthy. In comparison, while the brothel poems are also quite ingenious, they can only be considered among the best in the field.

"Mountain Garden Plum Blossom" is about to become a huge hit.

Sure enough, Su Nan felt a sudden tightening in his waist and abdomen, and Fu Xiang also sat up abruptly.

Her watery eyes gradually became misty, her full red lips trembled slightly, and Siyi Ling tightly gripped Su Nan's arm.

"Young master is exceptionally talented, and his words flow like a beautiful poem. I am fortunate to have met you during my time serving you. If I were to miss this opportunity to get to know you, how could I be worthy of such exquisite verses?"

Su Nan witnessed the tears glistening in Fu Xiang's eyes and her suddenly rising emotional value to ninety, and couldn't help but sigh at the fox woman's deep affection.

It wasn't Fu Xiang's fault, after all, this poem was truly astonishing, and Ye Ji had a unique understanding of poetry appreciation, so she was able to appreciate its elegance and charm.

Sparse shadows slant across the water, fragrance drifts in the twilight.

Tears of excitement welled up in Fu Xiang's eyes. He nestled tightly in Su Nan's soft embrace, his body trembling slightly involuntarily. "May I bestow a name upon this poem?"

"A gift of fragrance to a beautiful woman."

Su Nan's answer was brief and direct, which made Fu Xiang feel weak in the knees. She happily threw herself into Su Nan's arms, "Young master, I wish to be remembered for a thousand years."

"Girl, the water is ready."

Beyond the screen, the maid's soft voice drifted over. Fu Xiang nimbly got up and helped Su Nan remove her clothes, leaving her only in her underpants.

Su Nan's physique is a perfect example of traversing the heavens, with smooth muscle lines, abundant strength, and no excess fat, like walking hormones.

His gaze was slightly unfocused, flickering with a hint of evasion, yet he couldn't help but frequently glance at Su Nan's strong and powerful chest and abdominal muscles.