The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

What if the love lasts forever?

How come you are here day and night?

This poem has been recited, but the lingering sound is still there.

Everyone present felt their scalps numb, as if this poem had touched their souls.

For a moment, the whole place was silent, and there was no sound.

Lin Shaoyan was dumbfounded.

Wang Dong was also shocked.

Even Hongyu girl opened her mouth slightly and was surprised.

As soon as this word came out, the whole room was shocked!

After a brief silence, everyone burst into shocking shouts!

A literary poet couldn't help but exclaim: "Great words!"

Some people couldn't help but stand up and cheer loudly!

"Oh my god, what did I hear?"

"A masterpiece, a masterpiece!"

Even Miss Hongyu was astonished!

She walked to the table and looked at it carefully word by word.

Although the handwriting on it is not as elegant as everyone else's, it is still vigorous and powerful with iron pen and silver hook.

"If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night..."

She read softly, her eyes filled with sparkles.

The madam asked in surprise: "Was such a good poem really composed on the spot?"

Wow!

I don’t know who was the first to applaud.

Suddenly there was thunderous applause from all over the small building!

The ceiling of the entire Xichun Garden seemed to be torn down!

No sound can be heard except applause!

What's so good about this poem?

Many laymen may not be able to tell why, but they know it must be excellent.

Some literati who understand poetry understand the rarity of this poem.

The author of this poem expressed his feelings for his lover through the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on the Magpie Bridge.

The writing is sincere, the intention is far-reaching, the language is beautiful and easy to understand.

Yet it appears graceful and subtle, with an endless aftertaste.

It’s really a classic every word, every sentence is exquisite!

Especially the two sentences at the end of the poem, "If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?" are a stroke of genius!

It raises the realm of Ci to a whole new level, which is no less impressive than some of the best sentences of all time.

It's amazing!

What kind of amazingly talented person is this person who wrote this poem?

Everyone's minds were filled with questions.

The applause lasted for a full minute before it ended!

Lin Mo had already anticipated everyone's performance.

Qin Guan's poem has been popular for thousands of years. It can be said to be the most famous Chinese Valentine's Day poem in ancient times.

Especially the two sentences at the end of the poem, "If love lasts for a long time, how can we live together day and night?" have become an eternal masterpiece to express the love between men and women.

Putting it in a place like this is simply a dimensionality reduction blow!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Lin Shaoyan did not believe that Ma Chao wrote this poem himself.

“You didn’t write this, right?!”

Ma Chao admitted generously: "Yes, it was indeed not me who wrote it, but me..."

Lin Mo kicked his heel calmly.

Ma Chao instantly understood what he meant and immediately changed his words: "A friend of mine wrote it a long time ago."

"May I ask these brothers, what is the name of your friend? Can you introduce us to him?"

"A person who can write such earth-shattering poetry cannot be unknown in the literary world. We all want to make friends."

"Ahem, this friend of mine usually lives in seclusion and doesn't like outsiders. He originally came up with this poem by chance. Seeing that it was interesting, I asked him to make a copy for me and keep it with me. If it hadn't been for someone today, Being aggressive and verbally insulting the friends around me, I will never publish this poem."

With that said, Ma Chao looked towards Lin Shaoyan.

Lin Shaoyan, who had been waiting to see his joke before, now did not dare to say anything after hearing this.

Just kidding, how could he say anything when faced with such a shocking poem?

Lin Mo glanced at Ma Chao in surprise.

As expected of a leader, this lie comes out of his mouth.

Many people saw the quarrel between Ma Chao and Lin Shaoyan just now, and now they understood the whole story after hearing him talk about it like this.

Immediately, people began to denounce Lin Shaoyan.

"This brother's words are too ungrateful."

"Yes, I see, he will never be able to make such talented friends in his life!"

"I am the one who matches the key. Look at his disgrace. Does he deserve it?"

The people who come here are either rich or noble, but there are some who are not afraid of Lin Shaoyan's name.

What's more, there are many people who don't know him.

Most of what he says is careless.

Although there were no dirty words, it was enough to make Lin Shaoyan extremely embarrassed and angry.

"Young Master Lin, I advise you, don't compare yourself too much, just be yourself!"

Ma Chao was in a good mood and laughed and said, "Words like this are rare. You won't be envious of them."

"It's not you who wrote it. What are you talking about?" Lin Shaoyan gritted his teeth and said.

"My friend wrote it. I'm happy with it. What's wrong with you?" Ma Chao grinned.

Lin Shaoyan's face was ashen and he wanted to leave.

But Ma Chao stopped him: "You haven't fulfilled your previous promise yet!"

"What? Are you worried that I will default on my debt?" Lin Shaoyan frowned.

"Ang!" Ma Chao nodded.

Lin Shaoyan's lungs were about to explode.

"Uncle Qiu, pay the bill!"

After that, he left without looking back.

The middle-aged man next to him asked the boy to record tonight's consumption in the Minsheng Shipping Company's account.

Wang Dong rolled his eyes and shouted: "My young master will pay for all the purchases tonight!"

Lin Shaoyan, who had already gone downstairs, almost lost his balance and fell down the stairs when he heard this.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!

He didn't bother to worry about this and glanced at the Hongyu girl.

But he found that the other person's eyes were not on him at all.

So, he left angrily.

The bustard invited Ma Chao and the others to a wing.

This wing is luxuriously decorated and has a carpet on the floor.

The inner room was separated by gauze curtains, and there were figures moving inside.

Several people were sitting at the Eight Immortals table waiting.

"You guys have been waiting for a long time."

A maid opened the curtain, and the red jade girl Yingying walked out.

She has changed her outfit.

Her hair was tied up, rouged, and makeup put on.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, she is charming.

Wearing a red cheongsam, she outlines her charming curves.

"She's smiling at me. Does she like me?"

Ma Chao poked Lin Mo in the chest with his elbow.

"Why don't I think so?"

"You're not smiling at me, are you smiling at me?"

Ma Chao straightened his clothes, stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Miss Hongyu..."

The red jade girl nodded slightly, and then told the maid beside her: "Xiao Wen, I want to talk to this young master for a while. The others are waiting, please help me to get out first."

Ma Chao immediately beamed, coughed slightly, turned to Lin Mo and said, "Did you hear that Miss Hongyu wants to be alone with me, why don't you two get out quickly?"

"I'm not talking about you!"

"what?"

The red jade girl gestured to Lin Mo: "This young man, please come inside!"

Lin Mo was startled, then nodded and followed.

Wang Dong asked: "What about us? Just standing outside?"

The little maid hesitated for a moment: "You can lie down if you want."

Wang Dong: "..."

Ma Chao: "..."

The little maid signaled to the two of them: "Masters, please come outside!"

Ma Chao didn't feel too uncomfortable.

After all, that poem was originally composed by Lin Mo.

Look at what this means, Miss Hongyu seems to have figured it out.

In the wing room.

Seeing Lin Mo's serious look, Hongyu girl couldn't help but giggle.

She looked up and down with a smile and praised: "Young Master is really talented in literature!"

"Did you see it?"

Lin Mo touched his nose and did not deny it.

Judging from the other party's posture, he obviously guessed that he was the one who wrote the lyrics.

It would be redundant to deny it any further.

"Of course!"

The red jade girl slowly walked closer, leaned over, and whispered in his ear: "When I first met the young master, I felt that the young master was extraordinary!"

Lin Mo trembled all over.

Not because of shyness.

But when this charming little fairy is close to him.

He lowered his head and saw a patch of snow-white through the opening of the other party's low-collared cheongsam.

So white, so big...