Travels to the Holy Light Continent

Chapter 224 Good intentions lead to bad things

At this moment, we are walking on the edge of West Lake. The setting sun slowly sinks to the west, pouring its afterglow on the surface of West Lake, drawing a beautiful picture like a dream. The lake water is shining with sparkling waves, as if gently covered by a layer of golden gauze, which is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated. The weeping willows by the lake sway lightly, and the branches are shining with a faint golden light under the reflection of the afterglow, just like a group of graceful dancers, elegant and charming. The mountains in the distance gradually show clear outlines, dyed into a gorgeous orange-red by the afterglow of the setting sun, like a vivid landscape painting. The light of the setting sun is warm and pleasant, gently reflecting on the cruise ships on the lake, making them like elves wandering in the golden ocean. The sunset in the sky is like a colorful painting, with brilliant and ever-changing colors. Sometimes it is as hot as a blazing flame, and sometimes it is as soft as silky satin, which makes people deeply intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

"The West Lake is so beautiful after the flowers have faded, with the withered petals scattered around and the flying catkins. I wonder how good your lordship is at writing poetry?" Shangguan Wan'er asked.

"I can't write poetry, so I'd better not show off in front of Guan Gong!"

"Guan Gong? I don't understand! The Lord seems to have a lot of strange things to say!"

"It means not to show off your skills in front of people with higher skills!"

"I don't believe it. The Lord must be hiding his abilities. I won't accept it!"

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er acting like a spoiled child, I couldn't help but say, "I can't compose a poem, so I'll just recite one! Gushan Temple is north, Jiating is west, the water is just flat, the clouds are low."

"What a great poem! The Lord said he couldn't write poetry. I can recite all the poems from the Holy Light Continent by heart, but I have never heard of this poem!"

Hanxiang whispered to Anna, "Sister Anna, is the poem written by your husband really good?"

"I don't know. I have liked fighting since I was a child, and I don't like writing literature! Millia, what do you think?" Anna turned around and asked Millia.

"What is poetry? Is it delicious?"

(ー_ー)!!

Every word the three people said reached my ears, and I was speechless.

"No! I'm going to punish you by making you write more poems!"

"Okay! Since Miss Wan'er likes it, I will recite a few more poems. - Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. Don't you see that the white hair in the mirror of the hall, which was black in the morning and turned into snow in the evening. When you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty. I was born with talents that must be useful, and I will get them back even if I spend all my money. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun, and I must drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Mr. Danqiu, let's drink, don't stop. I will sing a song for you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope to be drunk forever and never wake up. Since ancient times, saints and sages have all been lonely, only drinkers have left their names. In the past, King Chen had a banquet in Pingle, and he drank ten thousand cups of wine and had fun. Why does the host say that he doesn't have enough money? I must buy some to drink with you. Five-colored horses, furs worth thousands of gold, call the children to go out and exchange them for good wine, and share the eternal sorrow with you."

After finishing the poem, Shangguan Wan'er's eyes sparkled with little stars.

"My Lord is a man of great literary talent, Wan'er is not worthy of him. I wonder what the Lord wants for his consultation?"

I was a little overwhelmed when I saw Shangguan Wan'er's affectionate look. Although Phoebe agreed that I could find women, if I fell in love with every woman I met, she would probably skin me alive sooner or later.

"Just one silver coin!"

Shangguan Wan'er's face darkened when she heard this. She was smart enough to understand my intention of declining.

"Wan'er didn't bring such vulgar things with her. Please allow me to keep them for now. Your Excellency is busy and I can't keep you. Goodbye!"

After saying this, Shangguan Wan'er left angrily.

It's over. How come I feel like I've offended her after doing this? (-???-???-???-???-???___-???-???-???-???-???)