Chapter 165

Or for example, "A glance back and a smile, a hundred charms are born, the powder and makeup of the six palaces lose their color."

And that "Graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a swimming dragon; glorious as autumn chrysanthemums, flourishing as spring pines."

In the history of China, there are too many poems describing beauties, and there are many for Li Lianhua to choose from!

Thus, after pondering for a moment, Li Lianhua made his decision!

If one wants to talk about a poem describing a beauty, it has to be Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao: Part One."

However, such a good poem, and he could come up with it in just a dozen or so breaths? That's a bit too exaggerated!

So, this time Li Lianhua waited a bit longer, um, twenty or so breaths to bring it out, that's okay, right?

Otherwise, if he really had to wait for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea? Wouldn't that be awkward?

Thus, after waiting for about twenty or so breaths, Li Lianhua spoke: "Got it!"

"Young Master Li, so fast, don't you want to ponder for a moment longer?"

Although she appeared gentle, this was related to her lifetime achievement award after all, so Qin Cao was even more anxious than Li Lianhua. Seeing him finish so quickly, she felt a bit uneasy instead!

"I said just now, good lines are born from heaven, and are obtained by chance; such heaven-sent masterpieces, what ability do I have to change them?" Li Lianhua explained to Qin Cao, half-truthfully!

Indeed, he knew his own situation! Li Bai's poems, what ability did he have to change them?

"'Good lines are born from heaven, and are obtained by chance'? Young Master Li, every sentence you say is a beautiful line!"

Miss Qin Cao's eyes were still bright, as if they could speak; the way she looked at Li Lianhua was truly the kind that sparkled and shone!

*Cough, cough... *

Li Lianhua cleared his throat and said: "This poem of mine, everyone listen carefully!"

"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, the spring breeze brushes the railing, the dew is thick!"

"If not seen at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we will meet under the moon at the Yao Terrace!"

Silence!

Just four lines, echoing in this Baihua House, it was truly like lingering sounds around the beams!

Immortal!

Li Lianhua's poem, it wasn't just simple beauty, but between the lines, it gave people a feeling of being full of immortal spirit!

"Good poem, truly a good poem. 'Rainy Bells' and 'River Snow' were already unique and good poems, but this one is even better by three points!"

"If 'Rainy Bells' and 'River Snow' can be sung for a hundred generations, then this one can be passed down for a thousand years!"

"I've seen many poems praising beauties, but none can surpass this one!"

"It doesn't directly describe the beauty, and the word 'beauty' doesn't even appear in the poem, yet it depicts the beauty vividly, like an immortal, like a dream!"

"For a poem describing a beauty, I would call this one the first in a thousand years!"

"This, brother, isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

"Exaggerated? Then let me ask you, since ancient times, which poem describing a beauty do you think can compare to this one?"

"This, I really can't think of one!"

Qin Cao's originally gentle temperament couldn't hold up either; she covered her cherry lips with both hands, her eyes full of surprise, looking at Li Lianhua in disbelief, feeling her whole body go soft and weak!

The four lines of this poem kept echoing in her mind, completely disrupting her thoughts!

Although Qin Cao couldn't compose such a good poem, and even felt she couldn't do even one-tenth of it.

But she could still appreciate the beauty of this poem!

So? For a brothel woman, the highest pursuit is to be able to leave a mark in a world-renowned poem. Have I really achieved such an accomplishment?

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, Qin Cao understood that she had completely fallen!

With such talent, which woman in the world could resist?

Sleep with him!

With such literary talent, he will definitely be a great poet whose name will be passed down for a thousand years in the future. If I can sleep with him, that would be a huge bargain.

Even if it meant losing everything, it would be worth it!

"This, how can there be such a perfect person in this world!? I can't be friends with such a person, because no matter how outstanding others are, they can only become his foil!"

Looking at Li Lianhua, Lu Xiaofeng, who was nearby, was also stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly to himself!

Jiang Hu secrets were at his fingertips; there were simply no secrets in front of him!

It is rumored that his martial arts have reached the Sword Immortal Realm, or even the Earthly Sword Immortal, and his art of sword flight is still talked about to this day!

And his medical skills, it is rumored that he can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones!

It would be fine if that were all, but bringing him to a brothel, he actually brought out three poems in one go!? Each one is a world-renowned masterpiece?

For an ordinary person, being able to compose one would be a lifetime of glory!

But him? Good heavens, three in one go, and each took only a dozen or so breaths!

At most, this last one took twenty or so breaths!

For an ordinary person to come up with a good poem, who doesn't spend days pondering? Polishing and revising?

Lu Xiaofeng has always liked making friends, and one could even say his friends are all over the world!

Besides his social anxiety (in reverse), the main thing is that he has ability!

However, in front of Li Lianhua, Lu Xiaofeng felt for the first time that others were too outstanding, and making friends with him was completely climbing high!

"May I ask, Young Master Li, does this poem have a title?" Suddenly, Yu Ruyi, who was nearby, seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly asked Li Lianhua!

"Poem title? I haven't thought about it yet!" Hearing this, Li Lianhua shook his head very simply!

The title 'Qing Ping Diao' naturally cannot be used, after all, there are three poems in 'Qing Ping Diao', Part One, Part Two, and Part Three!

This 'Qing Ping Diao' is similar to a collective name, just like Lu Xun's 'Dawn Blossoms Plucked at Dusk' series!

If you took out one article, 'From the Hundred Grass Garden to the Three Flavor Study', you couldn't say this article is 'Dawn Blossoms Plucked at Dusk', right?

However, if you don't say it's 'Qing Ping Diao', should you say it's Part One?

Good heavens! What kind of poem title is that?

Therefore, Li Lianhua simply didn't intend to give this poem a title!

"Such a good poem, how can it not have a title? Since it was composed in my Baihua House, I think, let's call this poem 'Baihua House', shall we?" Yu Ruyi heard this and immediately expressed her thoughts!

"This..." Li Lianhua frowned slightly.

Although he hadn't thought of a title, for such a world-renowned masterpiece, to be named after a brothel?

Li Lianhua was naturally unwilling!

"Young Master Li, if this poem can be named 'Baihua House', I am willing to offer one thousand, no, three thousand taels of silver!" Yu Ruyi saw Li Lianhua's unwillingness and hurriedly spoke!

"Yu Ruyi, you are being a bit of a bully, aren't you? For such a unique masterpiece, you only offer three thousand taels of silver for the naming rights? I am willing to offer ten thousand taels!" A man nearby stood up directly!

What is this? This is a world-renowned masterpiece that can be passed down for a thousand years. If one's own name could become the title of this poem, then one's family would also be passed down for a thousand years!

Many businessmen thought to themselves, after a hundred years, when the industry is left to descendants, to have such a poem passed down for a thousand years, this is the precious wealth left to descendants, right?

A hundred years, or even several hundred years later, even one's own descendants might not recognize one.

But thinking of this poem, oh, so the name was the ancestor?

How great would that effect be?

"I offer twenty thousand taels, I offer twenty-eight thousand taels!"

"I offer fifty thousand taels!"

The Three Trials, with Li Lianhua's world-renowned good poem coming out, and without a title, the scene immediately became like an auction to compete for the naming rights of this poem!

Yu Ruyi, watching the lively scene, also shook her head inwardly!

It's not that she couldn't take out tens of thousands of taels of silver, but for Baihua House, this naming right is only a merit for the present!

Unlike those businessmen who got the naming rights, it is a benefit for a thousand years!

Other people's commercial industries can be passed down to later generations, which is like an advertisement for a hundred or a thousand years!

But for this Baihua House of mine, does it have to be passed down for a hundred or a thousand years?

Therefore, those businessmen, because of sufficient benefits, could spend tens of thousands of taels of silver just for a naming right, but for Baihua House, the return and the investment were too disproportionate!

"Everyone, this Baihua House Three Trials is an elegant matter. If we talk about money, wouldn't it seem vulgar? Please do not mention paying for naming rights again!"

"Since this poem was composed in Baihua House, and it was Miss Qin Cao who set the topic, describing her beauty!"

"The title of this poem is also very simple, let's just call it 'Baihua House Presents to Qin Cao'!"

"Alright, it's settled!"

Watching these people bidding one after another, Li Lianhua's brows twitched wildly, and he immediately spoke, setting the title of this poem himself!

As for such a good poem, taking a title of presenting to a brothel woman, does it count as insulting Li Bai?