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Moreover, the scene depicted in the poem was, to them, like a fairy high above!
At this moment, Fu Xiang was also immersed in the poem, her mind wavering.
"Your appearance and attire are so beautiful and captivating that even the white clouds and peonies would come to adorn you."
A gentle spring breeze caresses the railing, and the beautiful peonies appear even more vibrant in the glistening dew.
Your beauty is like that of a fairy.
If I didn't see you in the celestial Jade Mountain, then I could only admire your beauty on the Jade Terrace in heaven.
For women, this poem is incredibly powerful.
Moreover, she was a courtesan like Fu Xiang, who frequented brothels.
Who wouldn't want to leave their mark on history with a poem?
"Young Master Wei, is this for my daughter?"
Fu Xiang looked at Wei Changxuan with expectant eyes, eager to know who this poem was for!
Upon hearing Fu Xiang's question, Wei Changxuan shook his head and smiled slightly.
"I saw a woman write this poem a few days ago, but I never expected to use it on today's occasion!"
Wei Changxuan's words were indeed true. A month ago, when he and his uncle Wei Yuan entered the palace,
I happened to see the Princess of Beizhen and Princess Lin'an, and that's when this poem came to mind.
At that time, Wei Changxuan was only an eighth-rank martial artist, and he was able to enter the palace to broaden his horizons only because of his uncle Wei Yuan's connections.
Naturally, he wouldn't have any improper thoughts about the Princess of Beizhen or the Princess of Lin'an.
However, Wei Changxuan now has the help of the system, and has also cultivated the Devouring Star Technique.
Sooner or later, everyone will stand at the pinnacle of this world, and naturally, other thoughts will arise in their minds.
At this moment, Fu Xiang heard Wei Changxuan's words and realized that the poem was written by Wei Changxuan for another woman. She felt a little disappointed and her eyes dimmed slightly.
However, she also understood that as the most beautiful courtesan in the brothel, she was nothing more than a plaything of power, and how could she be worthy of such a fine poem!
Seeing the disappointment on Fu Xiang's face, Wei Changxuan naturally knew what she was thinking.
Seeing this, the Crown Prince and his entourage in the distance also felt that another opportunity had come.
Wei Changxuan is foolish. If he had just said that the poem was written for Miss Fuxiang, then they would have been completely out of the picture.
Now, in front of Fu Xiang, he actually claims it's a poem meant for another woman—he's practically digging his own grave!
"Ha, I didn't realize Brother Wei was such a romantic! It's a pity your words have made Miss Fu Xiang a little embarrassed!"
The prince gently shook his folding fan and continued speaking.
"Miss Fuxiang, don't be disappointed. The poems we've been waiting for are all for you!"
Zhang Yi, standing next to him, quickly chimed in, his face plastered with a fawning smile.
The others nodded in agreement, each offering their own thoughts.
Although their literary talent was not as good as Wei Changxuan's.
But at this moment, they all hoped to win a smile from Miss Fuxiang by sending her poems, and pray that she would change her mind.
Seeing this, Wei Changxuan couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
These guys are just like those online simps from my past life!
If she can't compete with her boyfriend's real boyfriend, she'll just keep fawning over him and be willing to give anything for him.
What a pity! No matter how much a simp tries to please, in the end, he can't compare to the real boyfriend just beckoning with a finger.
Thinking of this, Wei Changxuan continued.
"Don't be disappointed, Miss Fuxiang, I have another poem here, prepared just for you!"
"What? There's another one?"
Everyone present was shocked once again upon hearing Wei Changxuan's words.
You should know that the poem just recited was enough to shock the entire poetry scene in Dafeng.
This guy actually wants to write another one in such a short time?!
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Upon hearing Wei Changxuan's words, a fleeting look of undisguised shock crossed Fu Xiang's exquisite face.
She parted her lips slightly, her tone filled with disbelief:
"Does the young master truly wish to compose a poem just for me?"
"Why not? A good poem deserves a beautiful woman, and a beauty as ethereal as Miss Fuxiang is certainly worthy of it."
Wei Changxuan had a gentle smile on his lips, and his voice was clear and resonant, each word firm and forceful.
As Wei Changxuan finished speaking, Fu Xiang's cheeks flushed slightly, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and charming.
The initial sense of loss had long since vanished.
My heart and eyes are filled with eager anticipation for Wei Changxuan's upcoming new poem.
"In the South there is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent!"
Wei Changxuan spoke slowly, his voice steady and magnetic.
The moment those words were uttered, Fu Xiang 893's eyes instantly shone like stars, filled with amazement. (Jiu 64)
"With just this one sentence, the unparalleled and extraordinary beauty of a southern woman is vividly depicted."
"Your talent is truly admirable."
As expected of the top courtesan of the Imperial Music Bureau, she not only possesses a beauty that could topple kingdoms,
He was also proficient in poetry and prose, and could serve as the head of the hunting party. Without a profound foundation in poetry and literature, it would be impossible for him to do so.
Wei Changxuan nodded slightly, his expression conveying a sense of composure and confidence, and then recited:
"One glance can conquer a city, another glance can conquer a country."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the second-generation rich kids present were shocked.
Those who initially didn't believe it are now deeply shocked.
They all lowered their heads, carefully savoring the two lines of poetry.
It's as if, through the words, one can already see that peerless beauty with a face that could topple kingdoms.
Compared to their newly acquired, pretentious poems, which were full of vulgar and affected sentimentality,
Wei Changxuan's poems are like brilliant stars in the night sky, making one feel ashamed of one's own shortcomings.
At this moment, the people with the ugliest expressions were those who had previously mocked Wei Changxuan as a crude and uncouth brute.
They simply couldn't understand how this man, whom they regarded as merely a swordsman, could compose such exquisite poetry.
They simply couldn't understand how a crude and uncouth soldier could compose such excellent poetry!
Of course, one could also say, how could someone with such literary talent become such a crude and vulgar warrior?!
……
Wei Changxuan's voice rang out again, deep and melodious:
"How could one not know the power of a beauty to topple a city or a nation, for such a beauty is hard to find again?"
This last sentence, though comparing the beauty to a femme fatale, also reveals a deep-seated attachment and cherishment.
Such a peerless beauty is so rare in this world.
Even knowing that having her might bring him danger, it's still hard for him to give her up.
This poem, once published, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up countless waves.
The second-generation members present were all awestruck by this remarkable talent and felt inferior to him.
However, Wei Changxuan's poem actually had another deeper meaning.
None of the people present knew this.
Fu Xiang's true identity is Ye Ji, who is also the one-tailed clone of the princess of the fallen kingdom of the Southern Border Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
On the surface, this poem is addressed to Fu Xiang, but in reality, it is given to Ye Ji, the princess of the Wan Yao Kingdom.
"Southern" corresponds to the southern border.
"Beauty" is a veiled reference to the princess.
"Unrivaled and independent" perfectly describes the princess's tireless efforts to restore her kingdom.
The final sentiment is, "Even if it means facing danger, one should not give up, for the beauty is unattainable."
The last beauty is unattainable, and even if it means danger, one must not give up.
This also shows that Wei Changxuan is not afraid of danger and is willing to help the Nine-Tailed Princess restore her kingdom!
As long as Ye Ji delivers this poem to the Nine-Tailed Princess, she will surely understand Wei Changxuan's good intentions.
Therefore, this poem is the perfect gift for Fu Xiang!
At this moment, Fu Xiang was already immersed in the beautiful artistic conception created by the poem, her eyes were dreamy, as if she were in that poetic world.
It's unclear whether she grasped the deeper meaning hidden in Wei Changxuan's poems.
"This poem is titled—'A Gift to Fu Xiang'!"
Wei Changxuan said loudly.
"A Gift to Fu Xiang?! I thank you, young master! There are so many people striving for fame and fortune these days, yet we have the opportunity to leave our mark on history with your masterpiece. I am truly grateful for your help."
Fu Xiang bowed slightly to Wei Changxuan, her eyes filled with affection, making her appear even more charming and alluring.
That tender, affectionate look made the second-generation rich kids in the distance extremely jealous, but they were helpless.
After all, whether in terms of poetry and literary talent or in terms of martial prowess, they were far inferior to Wei Changxuan, and had absolutely no chance of turning the tide.
"Since that's the case, Miss Fuxiang, did I win the hunt tonight?"
Wei Changxuan had a faint smile on his lips, seemingly questioning Fu Xiang, but his gaze swept over the young master and the other second-generation elites.