Chapter 64 (2/2)

families, Luoyan PaG.o.da’s direct reward of gold taels was considered tacky. He had originally still wanted to try, but now he completely dismissed this idea.

Just as he turned his head back to ask Nie Sangyu when she wanted to continue going up the paG.o.da, he saw that the person sitting across from him had already disappeared.

Startled, Ning Mingjie looked at the nearby servant girl.

Muxu noticed his gaze, covered her face, and pointed at the platform in the middle of the room.

Ji Man had simply moved too quickly. As soon as she heard there was a monetary reward, she moved so quickly that it seemed as if she had flew onto the stage. She picked up a brush and seriously said, “It would be too unreasonable to not display talent if you have it. Since this is a good opportunity to communicate with others, I’ll also come and write a poem?”

Ning Mingjie, “…”

What happened to the core foundation of poetry?

Since the people here didn’t know Li Bai, winning this compet.i.tion would be easy. Ji Man easily picked up the brush and wrote out the t.i.tle to her favorite poem, “Inviting you to drink wine”.

But, right as she was about to write, “Don’t”, she saw the crooked words that she had written with the brush and immediately scrunched up the

scrunched up the paper she had written on as fast as lightning. Then, she turned her head and looked at Ning Mingjie with a burning gaze.

“What’s wrong?” Ning Mingjie had already stood up and walked to the platform without going up. Looking at the words on the crumpled paper on the ground, he couldn’t resist laughing.

“Young Master, can you write out the words that I say?” Ji Man crouched down and whispered guiltily, “My hand hurts…”

Ning Mingjie raised his eyebrows. Seeing her pitiful face, he decided to not ask any further questions. He flipped himself onto the platform and took the brush from her hand, “Tell me.”

“Don’t you see?

The water as it pours down from the Heavens and into the Yellow River,

It surges towards the sea and will never return again.

Don’t you see?

Your elderly parents’ sorrow as they look into the mirror and see white hair,

Their formerly fine black hair had turned as white as snow in their twilight years.

Humans should enjoy themselves fully when they have the opportunity,

Don’t show an empty golden goblet to the moon.

The heavens created me – I must naturally have a use,

A thousands coins have been spent, but they will return.

Slaughter and cook the sheep and cow for a happy feast,

We must drink at least three hundred cups of wine tonight.”