Chapter 174

"Brother, what are you saying? Your younger brother is still in Chang'an and will certainly speak well of you before the Grand Chancellor, and handle the arrangements and operations..."

Chen Yan's mouth turned up slightly, and he laughed: "At most three years, at least a year or a half!"

These two were people Chen had spent effort to win over and befriend; how could he leave them alone?

The Grand Chancellor could not possibly let them stay outside for long; the moment those two Pillar States were toppled would be the time of their return.

Of course, phrasing it this way was also to earn two more favors...

"Then we shall trouble you, brother!"

"We will keep this kindness in our hearts!"

Qin Zhao and Lu Miao heard this and felt a warm current flow through their hearts. Greatly moved, they both cupped their hands and said.

Adversity reveals the human heart...

"The two brothers are heading to the north to take up your posts; your younger brother has nothing good to send you off with, so I can only compose a poem to present to you, to see you off!" Chen Yan's eyes were bright. He held their hands and said in a loud voice.

"Chen Yan wants to compose a poem?!"

Wang Xiong, Liu Yuanjing, and the others heard this and immediately looked at each other in dismay.

In their eyes was indescribable envy and anticipation...

The name of the Poetry Immortal was well-deserved; every poem was popular and a masterpiece sufficient to be passed down to future generations.

Moreover, they had never heard Chen Yan compose a farewell poem...

"Excellent, excellent!"

"Then your brothers will respectfully obey!"

The corners of Qin Zhao and Lu Miao's mouths could not stop turning up; they had no reason to refuse.

A poem composed by the Poetry Immortal was worth more than gold, silver, and jewels!

In this situation and scene, it was priceless!

Chen Yan stood with one hand behind his back by the banks of the Wei River, his wide sleeves flapping in the east wind. He stared at the undulating mountains on the opposite bank, suddenly heard the long cry of a bird, and said in a loud voice: "A thousand miles of yellow clouds dim the white sun, the north wind blows the wild geese as snow falls in confusion."

"A thousand miles of yellow clouds dim the white sun, the north wind blows the wild geese as snow falls in confusion."

Liu Yuanjing felt the same east wind brushing his sleeves, muttering and repeating it in his mouth. He felt as if his heart had been grabbed by something and sighed: "With a brush as thick as a rafter, he outlines a majestic, vast, and slightly desolate sunset snow scene beyond the frontier..."

"Chen Yan, this Great Zhou Poetry Immortal, is truly worthy of the name!"

At that poetry gathering, Liu Yuanjing had not gone due to circumstances and had felt quite regretful...

But now that regret was being compensated for, bit by bit!

"The two characters 'a thousand miles' expand from the spatial dimension, showing the vastness of the horizon..."

"The yellow clouds covering the sky dim the brilliance of the white sun!"

Even though Dou Lu Ling had never been to the northern frontier, a heroic scroll was outlined before his eyes.

The color collision of "yellow clouds" and "white sun" had a strong visual impact.

The yellow sand filling the sky and the low-hanging clouds intertwined into a dark yellow curtain, blocking the sun's rays and plunging the whole world into a dim, yellow twilight.

It rendered a depressing and low atmosphere.

Yuwen Ze exhaled a turbid breath and muttered: "The biting north wind carries the snow like catkins, blowing away the geese flying south; a scene of snow flying and cold geese mourning."

At that moment, the killing and desolation of the northern winter leaped before his eyes.

The feeling of parting became even heavier and deeper.

Just as everyone was exclaiming in admiration, they heard Chen Yan suddenly chant again: "Do not worry that there are no soulmates on the road ahead, for who under heaven does not recognize you?"

"Do not worry that there are no soulmates on the road ahead, for who under heaven does not recognize you?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Good, good!"

Qin Zhao's heart shook, and he laughed loudly, feeling that the stifling haze of the past few days had been swept away in an instant.

"Brother A Yan is worthy of being the Great Zhou Poetry Immortal!"

"One move and you know if it's there..."

"To have this, what more could one ask for!"

Lu Miao's eye sockets were slightly red. He exhaled a long, turbid breath, very moved, and sighed loudly.

Demotion is temporary; he will return to Chang'an sooner or later...

"Do not worry that there are no soulmates on the road ahead, for who under heaven does not recognize you?"

"What a transition, reaching straight to the heart..."

Liu Yuanjing suddenly closed the folding fan in his hand, staring fixedly at Chen Yan, and gritted his teeth.

The two characters "do not worry" were like the sound of a great bell, instantly dispelling all previous haze and conveying openness and detachment.

"Who under heaven does not recognize you" used a rhetorical question to highly affirm the talent and prestige of these two Uncles, while also implying deep encouragement for his elders, full of tension.

"No sorrow, no heartbreak; it is a farewell message that transcends the feelings of children!"

"Confident and heroic!"

At that moment, Dou Lu Ling was conquered by this poetic talent.

No girlish posture, only incomparable grandeur.

"Brother's poetic talent is unprecedented..."

"If I could learn one or two tenths of it, I would have no regrets in this life!"

Yuwen Ze looked at Chen Yan, his eyes full of admiration and longing, thinking to himself.

His life ideal was to become a person like his brother—capable, resourceful, bold, and possessing world-shaking talent...

"Two brothers, your younger brother is in Chang'an, waiting for your return!"

Chen Yan moved his steps lightly, walked to the front of Qin and Lu, showed a serious look, and bowed.

"Good!"

"When we two return, we will drink and talk with you, Brother A Yan, until we are drunk!"

Qin Zhao and Lu Miao also bowed in return, solemnly and loudly.

"See you again!"

"See you again another day!"

Immediately, the two did not make any more stops and each boarded their carriages to leave.

Chen Yan watched the motorcade leave all the way to the north.

Until he could no longer see their shadows, You Xian approached and reminded: "My Lord, the motorcade of the two Lords Qin and Lu has already gone far..."

"We should also set off..."

Chen Yan withdrew his gaze, raised his head, and said: "Set off, head to Jingzhou... to suppress bandits!"