Chapter - 274 Visitors Drunk On Magical Lotus In the Green Willow Manor (6) (1/2)

The white rainbow [oxymoron, I know, but how do you translate 白 虹 ?] stood up to fly,

Green serpent roared inside the box,

Murderous frost at the edge of the blade,

The round moon just about to reach its apex.

Sword can tear the dragon on the outer sky,

Sword can charge against the sun,

Sword can slit the demon's abdomen,

Sword can cut away the treacherous minister's head.

Hiding to ward off the demon's enchantment,

Do not frighten the consort.

Keep the sword to behead the scaly dragon,

Do not test it to strike the street dog.

At the end of the poem there was a small inscription, ”Testing the precious Yitian Sword in the night, it was truly a treasured thing. I wrote the poem 'shuo jian' [lit. speaking about sword] in praise of it. Bianliang Zhao Min.”

That Miss Zhao, Zhao Min smiled and said, ”Zhang Jiaozhu's father was well-known as the 'yin gou tie hua' [Silver Hook Iron Stroke], a calligraphy expert. Zhang Jiaozhu received your educational background from your family, 'xiao nuzi' earnestly wants to see a poem from your hand.”