Oh no, they desire my body

The golden light scattered and turned into countless brilliant lights.

But the brilliance above the writing was no longer dazzling.

However, the ink fragrance still remained strong, and each character still emitted a strong radiance.

These are pearls of characters.

Pearls, which are nothing but precious pearls.

But no one will compare this poem to a pearl, as it is a form of humiliation.

Just the words "the Kingdom shaking level" reveal the position of this "Butterfly Loves Flower" poem.

A normal literati who can create a few Provincial Eminence level works, can already be called a poet.

Their fame will last for generations.

The work at the Kingdom shaking level, rare in the world, there was a poem at the Kingdom shaking level in the Great Zhou that must be traced back several decades ago!

Descending of the Confucianism, of course, lowers the standard of literati.

From this perspective, Ye Ning's poem is truly precious.

"It's truly an honor to witness the birth of a Kingdom shaking level poem!"

"Reading this poem, I no longer want to seek pleasure, I just want to drink and sing loudly, celebrating this important day for the literary world!"

"With this poem here, Lord Ye will become the most welcomed guest of the woman in the brothel in the future."

The crowd continued to express their admiration.

They were still immersed in great excitement and shock.

Many people looked at Ye Ning with worshipful eyes, as if he was a great sage.

How could someone's talent reach this level?

It truly made people yearn for it.

All the women in Spring Breeze House, their eyes looking at Ye Ning were filled with tears.

Even their bodies softened.

"Lord Ye!"

Many young girls mentioned his name.

That passionate gaze was enough to melt steel.

There was no way, the damage of this poem to women was truly enormous.

Coupled with the great fame of Ye Ning and his dashing appearance, how could it not make people "look and crave".

The clear gaze made Ye Ning shudder behind his back.

He felt like he was naked, uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gaze of these women.

"Oh no, they desire my body!"

Ye Ning was alert.

A man must protect himself well when going out, considering how many women desire his body.

He still underestimated the power of poetry in this era.

After finishing writing, he looked up to see everyone laughing and crying, making him feel desolate.

"The talent of Lord Ye is admirable, I am convinced."

Cai Xianggao bowed.

This gesture showed his voluntary submission.

What could he do otherwise?

Since Ye Ning had written half the poem, he knew he had lost.

After the poem was completed, he had forgotten that he was competing with Ye Ning because his poem sounded like a joke.

How could he compare himself to Ye Ning in poetry when he didn't even know the vastness of the world?

"The difference between us is like fireflies and the moon, the sun and the slow-running horse compared to the unicorn!"

Cai Xianggao thought.

In fact, it was not as bitter as he had thought.

One could witness the appearance of a Kingdom shaking level poem with their own eyes, which was an extremely honorable thing for him to say the least.

Therefore, he was impressed and directly admitted his defeat.

There was no shame in losing to Ye Ning, and everyone would understand him.

Conversely, if he stubbornly refused to admit defeat, he would receive a small reputation loss and no one would respect him.

Ye Ning also returned the gesture, saying.

"In fact, you were not bad."

His impression of Cai Xianggao was not bad at all.

Between men, as long as they had enough dignity, they were all men.

Why would they have so many grievances?

After losing, Cai Xianggao admitted his defeat directly, which proved his character.

There was nothing wrong with losing, and one could also accept failure.

This was a matter of personal integrity.

"Ye brother, can I have this poem?"

Liu Sanyuan opened his eyes wide.

His gaze was like that of a child looking at his mother for candy.

It gave Ye Ning a shiver.

"Take it."

He said.

It was just a poem, and Ye Ning could easily write it.

He wouldn't feel heartbroken giving it away.

If he wanted to, he could write a hundred more in just a few minutes.

But Liu Sanyuan was crazily happy, jumping and laughing.

"It's truly lucky, this poem can be a precious heirloom!"

"If only I knew that Lord Ye is so easy to talk to, I would have shamelessly asked for it too."

"You really have no shame!"

The crowd whispered, revealing a sour taste.

What are these sons of high-ranking officials, they're all bandits!

" Liu Sanyuan really has a good idea!"

Xiao Qianqian on the top floor sneered.

"Go, bring that poem here for me."

Liu Sanyuan, what virtue do you have to want to claim this poem?

You are truly rebellious!

The poem "Butterfly Loves Flower" not only achieved the Kingdom shaking level, but also used a completely new type of calligraphy style, its value is too great.

Later, when Ye Ning became famous throughout the world, everyone would be crazy about this poem.

Lu Zhu chuckled, calculating in her mind.

"No wonder the emperor favors him so much, his talent and charm are truly rare in the world."

Xiao Qianqian murmured softly.

"The robe gradually widened, and in the end, there was no regret, sacrificing everything for him."

As a woman, she had been in the brothel for a long time, and had become accustomed to the parting, so of course, she was moved by the sentiment of this poem.

Her gaze gradually became foolish.

"Go and invite Ye Ning up here."

Lu Zhu opened the door, and for some reason, the sound of the wooden door opening and closing echoed loudly.

In the blink of an eye, it shattered the excitement of the group of people.

"Our young lady invites Lord Ye up here!"

Lu Zhu's beautiful face carried a hint of a smile, her eyes locked onto Ye Ning.