The Peach Blossom Nunnery. The Gathering of the Magi Banquet. A figure slowly appeared in front of Xu Qingnian. The visitor was wearing the serving clothes of the Peach Blossom Nunnery and looked towards Xu Qingnian with a flattering smile. “Sir Xu, do you need anything prepared for you?” It was the handyman in the … Read more
The Hall of the Raising Heart. The Empress allowed Xu Qingnian to continue speaking. And Xu Qingnian didn’t say anything. “Your Majesty, I dare to say that nowadays, the Great Wei Dynasty is in a state of turmoil, and the country is facing various crises.” “Therefore, these days, I have been having trouble sleeping and … Read more
In the middle of the academy. Li Shouming’s entire body froze in place. Above the dome of the sky, three thousand miles of talent energy burst forth and fell upon him in a beam of light. The talents that had been lost had all returned. It was repairing his injuries from his self-destruction of the … Read more
The night filled the sky. Three thousand miles of talent energy hung from the east, so the whole of the Great Wei capital looked a little odd. The talent qi hung from the east and west vault of the sky, reflecting like daylight, yet the north and south were as dark as night, with the … Read more
Great Wei Kyoto. Liyang Palace. The Qi of talent rolls to the east, stretching for three thousand miles. The vast Qi of talent shakes the heart. Like a holy light, it reflected in the sky, shining brightly and drowning everything. All the people in the capital of Great Wei were silent. The people watched all … Read more
Inside the Liuyang Palace, it was completely and utterly boiling over. Everyone scrambled for the letter paper in Chen Xinghe’s hand. The ten great talents of the ten countries were now certain of one thing: if the letterhead contained a thousand ancient poems, it would prove that Xu Qingnian was truly astonishingly talented. However, if … Read more
Shouren Academy. Xu Qingnian came to Chen Xinghe’s room with a copy of a letter. “Senior brother?” Chen Xinghe, who was painstakingly studying poetry, was a little curious and looked at Xu Qingnian with some confusion. “Senior brother, take this envelope, there are seven copies in total. Today’s Taiping Poetry Competition, senior brother will not … Read more
Zhang Ruhui’s gaze was full of honour, as if it was a great honour for him to ask him a question. Sensing Zhang Ruhui’s gaze, Xu Qingnian paused and then spoke. “Brother Zhang, as you are a merchant, I would like to ask a question of Xu.” “Suppose you have a batch of goods, which … Read more
Writing poetry to gain public opinion. This should not be possible. When one composed a thousand ancient famous words and the first ekphrasis of a thousand ancient times before, there was no public opinion. But when I wrote the famous words of a thousand ages, it seems that there was a little public opinion, just … Read more
Inside the Great Hall. With a pen coming. It made the crowd in the hall, completely silent. All eyes, fell on Xu Qingnian. The purple colour of Hao Rang Qi even stunned many Confucian students. And Xu Qingnian held the Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand. And at that moment, Chen Zhengru’s voice rang … Read more