Chapter 136: Entering the Duke's Manor

  "Teacher of poetry, you should know that I like Ci the most! The teacher of poetry is also dispensable. If this young man can compose a poem at this time and place, then I will acknowledge this teacher."

  She slightly frowned, and for the first time they jointly recommended someone, but could only get such a result. The recommenders were also somewhat dissatisfied. However, dissatisfaction is just dissatisfaction. They had no way to say anything. The one who chose the teacher was someone else, and there was also a prime minister father who dominated the court. Several literary giants didn't dare offend this young lady.

  As for Cang Ye, there wasn't much anger. If you want to see the depth of your own writing skills, then show a little bit.

  "Miss, since you've asked for it, I'll compose a poem then!"

  After a moment of contemplation, those piercing eyes seemed to be able to see through Jun Qianyu.

  She was slightly evasive, but the other person's gaze didn't have any lewd intentions. This made Jun Qianyu want to scold him, but she couldn't find a way to do so. She glanced at Yuexing, who was standing beside Cheng Ye, hoping that this beautiful girl, who was even more stunning than herself, could slightly misunderstand the situation and pull this gaze-piercing boy away from here. But after just one glance, she knew it was pointless to hope for Yuexing's help. Didn't she see that the absolutely beautiful girl was gazing at the boy with a sweet expression?

  She had such a smile too. Naturally understood the meaning behind it. With such an expression, how could she possibly have any doubts about the man she deeply loved?

  Finally, after staring at Jun Qianyu for a while, Cang Ye slowly spoke up.

  "Light swan, longing for each other, words never end, still thinking of reciting three autumns. Under the thousand-layered shadows, I dance alone, but without the moon, how can an empty cup form three eyes? It's just calling out to people, entwining! Entwining! Entwining!"

  "Crossing the green boat, lowering the attic, looking at the broken thousand rivers, only hoping to be together for a moment. In the morning as a green silk, in the evening as snow, beauty is old, how can people easily retain it, say it's true, sorrow! Sorrow! Sorrow!"

  The first sentence came out, and the whole building was in an uproar. They did not expect that this young man who could create a new style of poetry would also have such a solid foundation in classical Chinese!

  Knot! Knot! Knot!

  Sorrow! Sorrow! Sorrow!

  What kind of writing style can produce such shocking and beautiful phrases that amaze the world!

  It's different from their simple appreciation. At this time, Jun Qianyu was shocked. Completely and utterly shocked.

  A poem that describes a maiden's dance, longing for her loved one with exquisite words, yet it seems to be tailor-made for her! Is it possible that this young man can really see through his own heart? Otherwise, how could he have come up with such words?!

  A faint smile, but found that due to shock, the expression on his face had become somewhat stiff. After forcibly showing a hint of a smile, Jun Qianyu paused for a long time before slowly recovering. Finally, he lightly squatted down and said to Cang Ye...

  "This young master is indeed talented, but it's not something that ordinary people like us can measure. I acknowledge this master!"

  When they heard Jun Qianyu's words, several people didn't feel surprised. Such a talented young man with exceptional poetry and martial arts skills, if he wasn't accompanied by an extremely beautiful girl, would probably have captivated millions of heroes!

  "Now that all the teachers have been found, please follow me back to the mansion and meet my father!" After saying this, he slightly choked on his words, but discovered that he was smiling at him. His originally calm heart started beating again. Without saying anything else, he quickly led the delicate maid who looked like a porcelain doll towards the backyard.

  Cang Ye also pulled on Yu Ling's arm and followed several elderly men towards the backyard.

  Out comes the attic, and in sight is a spacious courtyard. To have such a large land in the imperial capital where every inch of land is precious, to build such an attic, the master behind all this must be extraordinary in this country!

  Suddenly, the two words "Prime Minister" floated in his mind. Only the Prime Minister could have such great power to encircle a piece of land like this. This can also explain why the pavilion has not been named yet, but this thousand pieces of gold can be used.

  Along with these people, they got into the carriage and slowly headed towards the mansion belonging to the prime minister amidst the bumps along the way, Cang Ye and Yu Ling together...

  It didn't take long for Cang Ye to feel the carriage come to a stop. Without any external awareness, if he wanted to live a quiet life from now on, then that feeling of being in complete control could be put aside for the time being.

  Pulling open the curtains and taking a look at the situation outside.

  The first thing that came into view was a pair of gigantic stone statues of lion-like monsters, each over three zhang tall. Looking up, the two enormous golden characters "Jun Fu" hung suspended above the massive gate, which was at least two zhang wide.

  Seeing this, Cang Ye also knew that they had arrived. Supporting Yu Ling's arm, he slowly got down from the carriage. Matching him and Yu Ling's golden boy jade girl appearance, they indeed looked like a pair of bookish-looking talented youths.

  "Your mansion is indeed impressive! It's no wonder it's the residence of the current prime minister."

  I felt a fellow husband walking beside me. Cang Ye said with a hint of emotion, "Such a grand gate, although it can't be compared to the Qingxia Sect, but after all, that's the world of warriors. For an ordinary person, having such a magnificent mansion is already quite impressive."

  "Marquis, what you said is indeed true! The Prime Minister of Tonghai Empire is a wise and capable official who appears once in a thousand years. His talent is not only reflected in governing the country but also in business, leaving countless people in awe! For thirty years as an official, he has never received a salary from the state, and even during times of disaster, he is always the first to donate his wealth. Therefore, throughout the Tonghai Empire, you may not know who the Emperor is, but you cannot not know who the Prime Minister of Tonghai is!"

  Upon hearing this, although he appeared to be smiling on the surface, Cang Ye's heart was slightly moved. Even if this world was different from his original time and space, the general idea was still somewhat similar. After all, where there were people, their thoughts wouldn't differ too much.

  So to speak, this prime minister seems to be in a precarious situation. His reputation has surpassed that of the emperor, but he himself has no real power. He doesn't even have an ancient and noble family backing him up from behind. A person like this will eventually end up with his whole family being destroyed.

  With a faint smile, he knew that he wasn't some kind of savior, and there were many officials like him in the world. He could save one person but not everyone. Every era has its own theme, and he didn't want to interfere with anything. However, if this prime minister really suited his taste, then taking action wouldn't be a big deal.

  Pulling on Yueling's arm, they followed the crowd into the mansion.

  After many twists and turns, they finally arrived at the grand hall of the imperial palace. At this time, Prime Minister had not yet arrived. As the chief assistant to the emperor, he didn't have so much time to wait for these scholars.

  Maybe it was reported by the lower officials, or maybe it was set at this time. The prime minister arrived here soon after.

  Taking a closer look at this imperial minister who was once the most powerful man in the empire, Cang Ye's first impression was that he had a strong sense of justice. Although he hadn't cultivated it, the majestic aura on the prime minister's body was even more intense than those Confucian cultivators who mainly relied on absorbing the majestic aura!

  At first glance, Cang Ye felt a kind of goodwill towards him.

  At that time, the prime minister was also slightly scanning Cang Ye. The founder of new poetry, and the unnamed verse in the attic, all revealed the talent of this young man.

  Looking at the pale night, those calm eyes, transparent pupils. Looking at the sweet and beautiful girl beside him. Jun Qing felt for the first time that he couldn't see through someone. As soon as this thought occurred to him, he was slightly dazed. He lightly shook his head. First, he paid respects to several senior scholars with a few junior ceremonies, only then did he come before Cang Ye and the two of them.

  "Is this Lord Cang? I've heard of your great talent, Lord. It's an honor for Rain to be taught by you!"

  The prime minister is indeed the prime minister, and his words are also at this level. If Cang Ye was just an ordinary talented young man, hearing a powerful prime minister say this to him, he would probably be overwhelmed with gratitude!

  However, having seen many big shots, he can't even remember them all. Even a national leader doesn't seem like a big deal to him.

  Seeing Cang Ye still with an indifferent expression, Jun Qing became even more convinced that Cang Ye's background was extraordinary. How could an ordinary family possibly cultivate such a genius?

  Perhaps because he was quite busy, the imperial prime minister just met with everyone and then hastily left here.

  Having seen the people they wanted to see leave, these scholars also left one after another. As for those who were chosen as teachers, they followed several lower officials and walked towards their residences in the government office.

  Leading the dark night is none other than Jun Qianyu's personal maid.

  Following the stunning beauty, Cang Ye left this place. The people of Qingxia Mountain would never have thought that this talented and powerful disciple who had surpassed millions, would one day become a teacher teaching others poetry.

  Becoming a teacher is a profession that Cang Ye likes. In his previous life, after graduating, he became a martial arts instructor who taught martial arts, but due to some reasons, he applied to transfer to the library as an administrator. However, that dream was something he never forgot. Now in this world, in order to wait for that which makes his heart flutter again, he doesn't know how much more time he needs to spend here. Since he has decided on a ordinary life, and can still fulfill his dreams, why not be joyful about it?

  After everyone had left for a while, the maid who led the way suddenly stopped. She looked at the feather spirit beside Cang Ye with some concern and spoke to Cang Ye.

  "Master Cang, my young mistress has some questions about that poem of yours and would like to ask you in person. Would it be possible for you to spare a moment? Please don't worry, this won't take up too much of your time."

  The words at the beginning were directed at Cang Ye, but by the end, they were clearly aimed at Yu Ling.

  Seven apertures, clever and resourceful girl's heart, is referring to such a woman. If it were a man, who would care about the reactions of people around him? However, in order to become a beloved lady-in-waiting of a thousand favored and ten thousand loved young mistress in such a powerful family, just having good looks is not enough. A transparent and clever heart is also necessary.

  After saying that, the maid did not leave immediately, but instead looked at the feather spirit beside Cang Ye. In her impression, such a beautiful girl, this young master must be very concerned about it.