Prince Duin coughed vigorously, his face showed the expression of holding in a stool for a long time, and after a while he said: "Golden rong flower, beautiful, my heart, unrestrained... Uh, uh, this hot season is unforgettable.

."

There was warm applause, and Baker Antonio was the first to say: "A very beautiful poem, the beauty of a few golden rong flowers, which makes people have endless aftertaste." It is well known that the prince's poems are poor, but because of his status, he has to flatter him.

Especially uncomfortable.

"That's right..." Everyone was laughing.

Then Dana also read out a few short sentences that were really clumsy and inappropriate. The applause was not so enthusiastic. The monkey lady said: "Mr. Saga, why don't you write a poem too!"

Major Claude squinted his eyes and said, "Does he have that ability? This is a gathering of nobles, and not just anyone can come and join in the fun! I don't expect a humble blacksmith to be able to pronounce any good sentences."

"Mr. Saga is the author of "Autumn Moon"!" The monkey lady said unhappily: "Haven't you heard of "Autumn Moon"?"

Ever since Shen Zhimo translated Su Shi's poem at the last banquet, it was immediately circulated at an extremely fast speed. In just one month, it had become known to all women and children. The refreshing mood of the poem contained a touch of sadness, which made everyone feel moved.

Fascinating. Several famous bards and archaeologists in the Academy of Liberal Arts confirmed after research that this poem was indeed not recorded in historical documents. The original work was correct. It set off a wave of classical poetry, and it has contemporary symbolic significance.

"Autumn Moon" is regarded as a classic, and several research institutions are looking for the mysterious poet.

Major Claude had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running around. Hearing this, he could not help but be stunned, then shook his head: "Are you kidding me, country blacksmith!"

Mrs. Clifford smiled and said: "Mr. Saga, please know that I also envy your literary talent."

Since the lady invited her, Shen Zhimo couldn't refuse, not to mention that this was one of the necessary means for him to break into the upper class society. He saw that the golden rong flowers were twisted and twisted, and their shapes were not much different from chrysanthemums. They were both equally beautiful, covering an entire acre.

Flowers, the scene is spectacular and gratifying, and I have already begun to care about it. Pointing to one of the flowers that bloomed too early and has wilted, he said: "The golden stamens are falling in the wind, the withered flowers still have a faint fragrance, and the lingering flowers are admiring themselves.

Withered among the branches and leaves, unwilling to follow the yellow leaves falling to the ground.”

This was created after he adapted and integrated the poems of Mei Yaochen and Zhu Shuzhen. He praised the nobility of flowers from another angle, and everyone who understood the meaning was moved. Mrs. Clifford was surprised: "I admire the flowers alone... so appropriate."

vocabulary!"

Before the prince could react, the monkey lady was already holding her head and screaming: "Secret fragrance! Oh my god, how perfect! How vivid! How specific! Mr. Saga, you killed me, why do you let me hear it so well?"

The artistic conception of classical poetry, the unparalleled artistic conception, just a withered flower can bring out such a sad mood, ah!" At that moment, Shen Zhimo really had the urge to kill her.

It is best to strike while the iron is hot. Master Shen was quite satisfied with the monkey lady's cooperation, and said: "The dim purple and bright yellow have both the color of the sunset and the enchanting fragrance. They are not afraid of getting wet by dew.

Afraid of the coming of autumn. In this dreamy courtyard it becomes as crystal clear as clear frost."

The sentence adapted from Li Shangyin completely replicated the beauty of the classical poem. Not to mention that the monkey lady's scream was too exaggerated. Several male guests also gradually tasted the elegance. The prince's face changed on the spot, and he rushed to the scene in front of everyone.

Shen Zhimo held his hand tightly in front of him and said, "Mr. Saga, I hope you can be my teacher. I need you to teach me poetry and painting."

Shen Zhimo thought to himself: "Why are you not a princess?" He shook off his hand and said: "But I am just an ordinary blacksmith, and I am not qualified to be a teacher for the noble prince."

"No, no, I believe blacksmithing is just your hobby. I know that many great poets and painters like to do extraordinary work. Didn't the court poet Shabia wander around before entering the palace?

?Please do not refuse my request."

The monkey lady was a little unhappy: "How can a tramp compare with a noble blacksmith? Mr. Saga is engaged in a great profession, haven't you guessed it yet? Mr. Saga is an artistic blacksmith, ordinary ironware

It will also become a work of art under his hands.”

Shen Zhimo's stomach began to cramp.

Major Claude said loudly: "Madam, don't talk nonsense. People who make ironware are just craftsmen. I have many blacksmiths in the army. They are dirty and vulgar. Occasionally they will write a few vulgar poems and draw a few pictures."

A messy painting, are they all artistic blacksmiths? Haha!"

This remark was full of irony, and no one present could not hear it. Major Claude was a person accustomed to the upper class society. He had some skill in observing people's faces and knew that the prince had a very good impression of the blacksmith. But when he saw his wife treating him so

I highly recommend it. When a bad temper breaks out, you can't stand it anymore. You know, soldiers don't care about the consequences when they do things.

Mrs. Clifford said: "Please don't misunderstand Mr. Colonel, I asked Saga to go to the blacksmith shop to experience life." This sentence can have several meanings. One is that the wife helped Master Shen to rescue him, and the other is to take the opportunity to show the two of them.

The relationship - of course not a couple relationship, but a master-servant relationship. The third possibility is that she wants to win over Saga.

The monkey lady interjected: "Really? Why have I never heard you say that before?"

Mrs. Clifford said: "Mr. Saga didn't want to be in the limelight, so he didn't tell you." She changed the topic and smiled at everyone: "Look at that big golden rong flower. Its petals are like gold and its stamens are like diamonds.

."

After the poetry recitation, everyone was free to roam around the garden. Mrs. Clifford accompanied the guests, explaining the various allusions to the sculptures in the garden, or introducing the origins of each precious flower and grass.

Shen Zhimo found an excuse to go elsewhere to admire the unique foreign-style architecture. Prince Anduin shamelessly followed him and pestered him with questions: "Sir, how did you outline the lines of "Spring Outing"? That...

…What thoughts go through your mind when you paint? What kind of brush do you use? Also, is the coffee you usually drink coming from Theramore Island or from the cocoa tree plantation in Gadgetzan? What kind of coffee do you like best?

Opera? I personally think the Karazhan Opera House’s repertoire of “The Wizard of Oz” is very good.”

The great master was so annoyed by the boring prince that he said coldly: "Go away, don't talk to me."

As the son of the regent, after being scolded by him, he did not dare to argue. He blushed and backed away, shouting in his heart: "Cold, lonely, and talented, this is a real man among men. From today on,

I want to target Mr. Saga." If someone saw the prince being scolded by the lowly blacksmith and not daring to speak back, he would probably cause an uproar.

After getting rid of the prince, Zhiluo Tilin said: "Brother, I want to go to the fountain and play, okay?"

"Go if you want."

"No, I want you to come with me."

Shen Zhimo frowned and said, "Don't be wordy!"

Zhiluo Tilin wasn't angry either, and stuck out her cute little tongue: "Then I'll go by myself, huh, so fierce."

Shen Zhimo wandered alone on the tree-lined path. The quiet atmosphere around him was very attractive. If at night

It does have a dreamy feeling, but it looks much clearer during the day. Lin's concept is indeed unique. It cannot be denied blindly. This geometric layout is very good, with the center as the axis, symmetry on both sides, and rigorous atmosphere.

Without losing the exquisiteness and beauty.”

He planned to stay for more than ten minutes and then say goodbye to his wife, but he heard noisy footsteps and the laughter of his wife and guests on the other side of the avenue. He turned around and bumped into them unknowingly.

There was a summer tree wall between the two roads, entangled with old vines, and the weeds deliberately left up to the knees. The voices could be heard but they could not meet. Shen Zhimo was about to go around to meet them when he suddenly heard Mrs. Clifford's faint tone.

He laughed and said, "You mean Saga? He is the son of an old servant of my family. He has been good at poetry and painting since he was a child. In order to cultivate his talent, I sent him outside to study."

Shen Zhimo almost vomited blood. He was extremely smart and figured out everything at once. It turned out that Mrs. Clifford was a scheming woman and did not treat him as an equal friend at all. At that time, the invitation to the banquet was just a simple thank you, and she also wanted to win over

However, seeing that he had extraordinary ability in poetry, I paid attention to it. This flower viewing party invited several nobles in power, especially Shen Zhimo. Her words encouraged the monkey lady to add fuel to the flames at the right time, and asked him to chant a few words.

It was the first classical poem to change the appearance of a nobleman. He also vaguely revealed that the poet was his domestic slave, which was also a pretense of self-importance. Imagine if there was a talented servant in someone's family, and he would be called to serve for everyone at a certain gathering place.

Performing arts for fun is also something worth showing off. But I didn't expect that Shen Zhimo's poetry and painting would give her more face, and she would become more reserved in her conversations with everyone.

The Senian Empire has a strict hierarchical system, and nobles make special exceptions when they invite civilians to parties. Those civilians will not feel embarrassed even if they are treated as servants, but will be very happy - after all, they can establish a relationship with the nobles. An inexplicable incident

The banquet is enough to brag about for two or three years.

When she heard someone else asking about Saga's deeds on the other side of the tree wall, Mrs. Clifford talked about everything in an understatement. She told the story of how she discovered his talent, and the pride in her tone could not be concealed.

"Okay, I treat you with sincerity, but you have violated me, that's no wonder." Shen Zhimo was about to have a fit on the spot, but felt that a small impatience would mess up a big plan, so he thought: "Take care of the prince first, and then talk about it in a few days, anyway, you bitch

You can’t fly out of my Wuzhishan.***, I rushed over to offer you a gift, and I seem to be even meaner than her..."

Pretending not to hear what those people were talking about, he turned to the fountain and called Zhiro Tilin.

Next to the beautiful sculpture, two people were tugging and tugging, one was Claude and the other was a weaver. The maid stayed far away. Claude shyly grabbed the little girl's sleeve and smiled obscenely: "

Beautiful lady, leave that ignorant blacksmith and I will let you live the happiest life. Believe me, lady." Zhiluo Tilin was very angry. No man had dared to touch her since she was a child.

At that moment, he slapped her away and said coldly: "Don't touch me! You will be dead when my brother comes back."

"Oh, what a hot girl. I want to know who your brother is. Does he have the rank of major?" Claude kept asking.

Zhiro Tilin bit her lower lip and said, "I swear, you will regret it."

Shen Zhimo walked over with steady steps, and boundless flames were already burning under the calm surface: "The woman I brought here dares to tease even a three-legged cat. It's really contrary. If you don't have strength in this world, you will eventually be beaten.

If someone steps on you, fine. You will have to pay everything for it."

Claude turned his back to Shen Zhimo, and when he saw Zhiluo Tilin smiling happily, he thought she had changed her mind, thinking that women are just greedy for money, he chuckled and said: "How is it? Have you figured it out? Seriously, you are better than Jin Ronghua.

It’s also beautiful and deeply touched my heart. Oh, please forgive me for being abrupt..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hair was pulled hard and his head tilted back involuntarily. Shen Zhimo whispered in his ear: "Please forgive me for being abrupt. I am Zhi Luo's brother."

"Let me go..." Relying on his extraordinary skills as a major, Claude raised his hand and silently recited the blessing of the Holy Light. A dark red halo of punishment burst out from under his feet, trying to bounce Shen Zhimo away. The light reflected the ground as if it was being destroyed.

The molten iron is dazzlingly red.

Shen Zhimo only felt that the halo was substantial, stabbing into the palm of his hand one after another, causing a dull pain. If it were ordinary, he would have been dripping with blood. The knight's holy light spell was really good. But he was not afraid, and Shaoyang was in his hand.

The meridians activate the internal energy of the Nirvana Skill, rushing toward the opponent.

The power of holy light, like internal strength, has a difference between superficial and profound. Saints in epic poems often have the power to change nature, and some devout paladins will use the power of faith to resurrect the injured who are on the verge of death. But the most rubbish

The knight can only treat skin wounds, this is the difference between superior and inferior. Obviously Claude's faith is not firm enough. He was instantly suppressed by the extremely powerful Nirvana Technique. The continuous internal force tore the defensive power into pieces and turned it into countless pieces.

A filament as tough as steel penetrated the body and twisted around every nerve, and the disciplinary aura disappeared without a trace with a sound.

Shen Zhimo withdrew his inner strength and pushed Claude into the fountain pool. The cool spring water soaked his mouth and nose, making him wake up quickly. Then he felt suffocated. He couldn't help but open his mouth and took several large sips. He wanted to struggle, but under Shen Zhimo's overwhelming power

There was no way to resist, and after a while, the chest felt like a balloon that had been blown to the limit and was about to burst.

He lifted the guy up and knocked his head hard on the edge of the pool, causing his skin to rupture. The wound was stimulated by the water, which made him extremely painful. He turned it to his face, facing his own face, and said word by word: "I want to confirm,

Do you regret it now?".
To be continued...