Reading poems from Teyvat

Huai'an just looked at the young man with a bit of contempt, thinking, if she doesn't let you mention it, then you won't mention it?

Women are often hypocritical creatures.

Can't you hint at it another way?

“Well, I just thought that if Lady Keqing doesn’t want me to mention her, then maybe Lady Ningguang would like this poem.”

There was no way Shen Zhigui would tell Huai'an that he wanted to use this poem to get the system's task reward for free again.

"If the first thing you thought of when you wrote the poem was Lady Ningguang, then maybe that's true."

Huai'an also couldn't deny that although this poem only had a few short sentences, it was indeed a first-rate poem used to praise a woman's appearance. But when this guy heard Yuhengxing say not to mention her, he immediately turned to Tianquanxing. Should we say that he had a good plan and didn't want to waste any opportunity, or should we say that as a poet, he was a little too unromantic.

When Shen Zhigui heard him say that, he immediately replied: "But Tianquanxing doesn't know..."

However, Shen Zhigui soon realized that, except for a certain short Yaksha, almost all the people in Wangshu Inn were spies from Tianquan Star!

Although Shen Zhigui's original intention was to ask the shopkeeper to help him write the poem and to help him find out which magazine to submit to for more royalties, after all, he had neither paper nor pen, nor did he know how to write the common language of Teyvat or Liyue. Although Shen Zhigui actually didn't expect to earn royalties from copying poems, if he really wanted to make a difference in this regard, it would be much more reliable to ask Xin Yan to adapt the songs of the Wan Qing Band or Linkin Park...

Come to think of it, it seems that it is not impossible to use this method to gain Xin Yan's recognition, and then complete a task to unlock new system rewards?

Although the rock songs he had heard seemed to be different from the rock songs Xin Yan knew, songs like "Kill That Shijiazhuang Man" and "New Divide" were neither positive nor uplifting, but the original song of the song that he remembered as the King of Understanding's entry song - which was also the background music when Ji Tou Si was preparing to insult Bai Ci Nan in the ultimate way - "YMCA" was unusually positive and uplifting. Although the youth organization referred to by the title of this song was actually a place for Nan Tong to seek pleasure at the time when the song was created and sung, after all the complicated origins were mixed together, Shen Zhigui could no longer face this song squarely.

But, it doesn’t really matter to Xin Yan, right?

She doesn't understand anyway.

And it can also satisfy his bad taste.

Shen Zhigui's thoughts had drifted to who knows where at this time, but Huaian's voice beside him pulled his thoughts back: "What do you mean Tianquanxing doesn't know? I tell you, Tianquanxing knows everything!"

When Shen Zhigui heard this, he rolled his eyes secretly in his heart: "Isn't it because you told her that she knew it?"

"So, since you want to dedicate a poem to Lady Tianquanxing, why don't you write another poem dedicated to her separately?"

Huaian said again.

Shen Zhigui looked at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Since you said that Tianquan Star knows everything, then she must also understand that even if I didn't write it directly, the poem "Peerless" is dedicated to Yuheng Star, and you want me to write a separate poem. No matter what, Tianquan Star will definitely compare the two poems. If I write a poem better than "Peerless", then I might offend Yuheng Star completely; and if I write a poem that is not as good as "Peerless", then I might offend Tianquan Star. In this case, why should I do anything unnecessary? Isn't it better to just say nothing?"

"You can also publish separately under two pseudonyms..."

Huai'an thought about it and said.

"But this can only prevent me from offending Yuheng Star. It cannot eliminate the possibility of me offending Tianquan Star, right?"

"Then why did you dedicate a poem to Tianquanxing in the first place?"

"I just wanted to make the best use of it, but now, under your earnest teachings, I have deeply realized my mistakes, so I have turned over a new leaf."

"You've changed your ways a little too quickly..."

Huai'an was a little dumbfounded.

But the middle-aged man couldn't help but think deeply about it at this time. What if Tian Quanxing really didn't care about the origin behind the original poem "Peerless" and just simply appreciated the poem, so she would be happy to do it even if it was only presented to her on the surface? And his intervention ruined the matter and made Tian Quanxing blame him, then wouldn't he suffer an unexpected disaster?

So he could only pull himself together and continue to persuade the young poet to make up for his mistake: "Since you have realized your mistake, shouldn't you dedicate a poem to Lord Ningguang to show that you have deeply reflected on it?"

"Boss," Shen Zhigui suddenly restrained his absent-minded look at this middle-aged man sitting next to him, and said word by word, "No matter what, Yuhengxing is the one who saved my life. Since she said that the poem doesn't need to mention her, it doesn't matter if I change the inscription to another person. Anyway, she and I know who the poem was originally dedicated to. I don't want to cater to the Lord Tianquanxing so strongly, but boss, you are so tirelessly trying to convince me. Doesn't it mean that you want to cater to the needs of that lord, which is actually much greater than me? Even boss, you said that she knows everything, isn't it because you will secretly pass on information to that lord? After all, only Yuhengxing, me and you know about this matter, and Yuhengxing won't tell people the story of herself and an unknown traveler. I have to take such a big risk, and I may even offend two of the seven stars of Liyue at the same time. Boss, you just waste a little saliva, but you don't pay any price. It's a bit unreasonable, isn't it?"

When Huai'an saw him like this, he could only think for a moment that this guy's previous attitude of being an unromantic and casual poet was just an act.

But in fact, Shen Zhigui already knew that they were Ningguang's spies.

So when he saw that Huai'an was so enthusiastic about this matter, he wondered if he could get some benefit from it.

However, Huai'an did think that Shen Zhigui's poetry was first-rate, and it was the best choice to flatter - no no - to curry favor with superiors.

But now that he had said this, he could only follow the boy's wishes and continue: "So what do you want?"

"How about exempting me from one month's expenses at Wangshu Inn?"

"It's that simple?"

Huai'an had originally prepared himself mentally to bargain with him, but he didn't expect that the young man would only propose such a simple condition after such a long speech. He even felt that if he continued to lower the conditions, it would be an insult to himself, so he agreed without hesitation.

Then he brought paper and pen. The boy used the excuse that he was not familiar with the common characters of Liyue and asked Huai'an to write for him. Huai'an did not doubt him and wrote down the two poems according to the boy's dictation. One of them was naturally the modern poem "Peerless". As for the second poem dedicated to Ningguang, Shen Zhigui did not want Keqing to know that the source of the poem was himself, so he did not dare to copy the modern poem. Of course, because he heard Xingqiu recite Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing" in the game, he did not dare to copy Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao" either. Instead, he copied Xin Qiji's "Qing Yu An·Yuan Xi", the first poem of the ancient Lantern Festival - in Liyue, it should be called the Sea Lantern Festival:

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW and carved carriages, the sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots turns, and fish and dragons dance all night.

"The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow, and her smile and fragrance are gone. I searched for her among the crowd for hundreds of times, but when I turned around, she was standing in the dim light."

During this process, he kept carefully observing Huai'an's expression, repeatedly confirming whether this poem had ever appeared in this world.

Originally he thought that there was none, but seeing Huai'an's solemn expression, Shen Zhigui couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: Could it be that he didn't think about it before, but now his memories were brought back, so he discovered the fact that he was a plagiarist?

"It's so well written."

The middle-aged man said.

Are you talking about your own calligraphy or Jiaxuan's lyrics?

Shen Zhigui felt inexplicably uneasy.

Chapter 4: Records, royalties, and martial arts training

In the Jade Pavilion.

Since ancient times, Dihuazhou has been the main road connecting Mondstadt and Liyue. It has always been a battleground for military strategists. It is difficult to say whether it is right or wrong, but historians have noticed that it was this ancient battlefield that determined the rise and fall of many dynasties. Therefore, there was a struggle for the throne in ancient times...

cough cough.

But in short, even if we ignore the tiny possibility of war between Mondstadt and Liyue, that place is also an important trade route between the two countries, otherwise Ningguang would not attach so much importance to it, and even go so far as to turn the entire Wangshu Inn into a secret intelligence agency, so the news coming back from there has always been a top priority. In addition, she and the current Yuheng Star have never gotten along well, so the little story between Keqing and Shen Zhigui and the poem dedicated to her later were soon placed on her desk.

Normally, Ningguang always ignored these trivial matters where the subordinates competed to flatter her but had little practical significance.

But the poem "Qingyu'an" is indeed a masterpiece that can be passed down through the ages. From the limited 67 words, you can associate it with many past events, even just the most intuitive association, the picture is also full of poetry: a young man from afar lingered in the prosperous lantern market of Liyue Port during the Sea Lantern Festival, but accidentally encountered her while she was strolling. After this stunning glimpse, the boy couldn't forget her, so he rushed into the crowd and kept looking for her, wanting to see her again, but he couldn't find her no matter what. He could only look back, but found that she had walked to a corner with dim lights...

So after reading that poem, Ningguang felt as if there was a void in her heart, and her entire consciousness fell into an indescribable state.

Even when she was reminiscing, she couldn't help but want to search for traces of that boy in her memories of the Lantern Festival.

But no matter what, she brushed the words on the paper with her slender, white fingers, thinking that anyone who could be connected with such a poem should be lucky, because fame, wealth and honor will sooner or later disappear with the person's death. Even she herself would worry about what would happen to the Qun Yu Pavilion if she grew old and the Tianquan Star was replaced. However, such poems could be forever imprinted in civilization through the singing of people in the world. As long as civilization is not destroyed and as long as the characters can still be recognized, the brilliance of such poems will always shine in the pages of history. Anyone who can understand it will be moved by the poetic sentiment and talent when they read it for the first time.

So she remembered the name Shen Zhigui the first time.

"Not to mention, compared to the poem "Peerless Beauty" that Yuhengxing got, this poem is much better."

What a pity.

Although Yuhengxing still doesn't know the inside story.

But if she had the chance, she would definitely tell Yuhengxing this interesting thing in person.

Ningguang said silently in her heart, but an indescribable smile appeared on her face.

Then he gave instructions to his secretary, indicating that he could take out a sum of money from his personal vault and give it to the young man as payment for the poem.

……

Wangshu Inn, near the river bank.

Fisherman Jiang Xue watched the boy of about sixteen or seventeen dancing with a sword not far away and couldn't help shaking his fishing rod, trying to guess his moves. He didn't notice that the fish under the river had been startled and had all run away.

He saw the young man start practicing sword half a month ago.

The boy at that time was obviously a novice, dancing with a wooden sword like a fire stick. Although if Jiang Xue had the divine eye at that time, he might have looked up to the boy, but it was obvious that he didn't have it. So Jiang Xue could only conclude that this was another bard who had a sudden whim and thought he was a martial arts genius that was rare in a century, who thought he could kill everyone with just a month or two of practice, and whose head was full of unrealistic fantasies. So even though the cook and the owner of Wangshu Inn had asked him to teach him some life-saving moves when necessary, he had no interest in giving such a person any advice.

But he soon discovered that the young man was indeed a one in a million martial arts genius, and his progress in martial arts training was rapid. The day before, he seemed to be unable to hold the sword steadily, but the next day he could practice various basic moves smoothly. On the third day, he seemed to know all the moves by heart, so he no longer stuck to the rigid routines, but developed his own style in an original way. But on the fourth day, his moves suddenly became unpredictable.

On the fifth day, Jiang Xue couldn't help wanting to give him some pointers, but she discovered that things were going very smoothly while he was dancing with the sword!

Is this something that can be done without the Eye of God?

Jiang Xue couldn't help rubbing her eyes.

Then he just watched the boy grow up at an incredible speed day by day. One day, he was really curious about the boy's origins. He wondered if the boy's martial arts had been wasted so he was just practicing again. He couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper. However, he was surprised to learn that the boy was originally just a bard who was beaten to a pulp by the most ordinary torchbearers. If Yuhengxing hadn't passed by and saved him, he might have been beaten to death and reincarnated. So the boy started to practice martial arts hard recently, ready to avenge his previous shame.

When Jiang Xue heard this, he thought for a moment that Shen Zhigui was just a martial arts genius who wrote mediocre poems and even had no food to eat, so he was abandoned by his travel companions in disdain, and had just found a path that suited him. So he looked for his works and tried to find some psychological balance from them. However, when he saw the boy's works, he didn't even have the energy to be surprised:

"How is this possible? Is there really someone in the world who is so favored by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Huai'an was laughing secretly:

This is just the "Peerless Beauty" he wrote for Yuheng Star.

If you saw "Qing Yu'an", which he wrote to Tianquan Star under a pseudonym that he did not dare to reveal, wouldn't you be astounded?

In fact, Jiang Xue has felt this way since his first day of martial arts training. It can even be said that although Jiang Xue himself has discarded his Divine Eye, his own experience and vision are based on the Divine Eye. The young man clearly does not have the Divine Eye, but he was able to break through the chasm that was difficult for mortals to cross and get a glimpse of the scenery of superior martial arts in just half a month. Just based on this one thing, Jiang Xue could not help but admire the young man's extraordinary talent.

However, in recent days, the boy's actions have again confused him.

So he couldn't help but spy on and even imitate the boy's moves, but he could never figure out the boy's thinking.

He only saw that after the young man finished practicing sword skills that day, he once again stood by the river, staring at the vast expanse of blue water. After taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly lowered his body slightly, and then rushed towards the water like an arrow breaking through the air.

Jiang Xue widened her eyes:

Because he only saw the boy's toes just lightly touched the water surface, and the whole person was as if he stepped on a spring, so the boy did not sink into the water, but walked straight forward on the rippling river surface as if walking on flat ground!

Does this guy really not have the Eye of God?

Is it possible to accomplish such a thing just by relying on martial arts?

Chapter 5: Come like thunder and end with wrath

"Sword Art of Mountains and Rivers and States" is indeed worthy of the title of a banned martial arts book.

This is exactly how Shen Zhigui has felt in recent days.

At the very beginning, when Shen Zhigui was practicing the move of "Come like thunder and then stop with rage", he could clearly sense that the moves released by the system were not just moves. When he made the corresponding movements, a weak "airflow" would be generated in his body - probably the legendary true qi - and he soon realized that whether he performed those movements correctly or not was not the key to the formation of true qi. The real key was whether his spirit and body could be unified and flow harmoniously under the "artistic conception" of "Come like thunder and then stop with rage" released by the system.

In the beginning, it was very simple to do.

However, the more time went on, the more true Qi was generated in his body, and the more he wanted to advance his techniques, the more he could feel the difficulty of achieving a harmonious unity of body, true Qi and spirit. Because at that time, the true Qi trained in his body would involuntarily participate in the operation of the techniques, like a wild horse running wild inside his body. As long as Shen Zhigui was not careful, these mad dragon-like true Qi would electrocute him to a crisp, and by then, paralysis of half of his body would be the least of his problems. The worst consequence would be instant death!

Although it is unclear whether there are corresponding internal skills to resolve the corresponding crisis, but judging from his current situation, it is not without reason that this martial art is called a banned book.

However, Shen Zhigui himself found it strange that, originally, as long as he stopped practicing, the corresponding crisis brought about by this move would disappear, but he was content with this situation as if he was walking on a tightrope, and every day he simply wanted to push this move to the next level, so every day, he felt like he was walking on the edge of a cliff.

Shen Zhigui recalled later that he was simply obsessed with the fact that his body, spirit, and even the inner energy he could control were improving objectively every day.

Although he always said before that "learning is like rowing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat", most of the time, he simply could not see his own progress or regression, so his attitude towards learning and training was always ambiguous. But at this time, he could clearly perceive his own progress every day, and realize every day that he was smarter, faster, and naturally stronger than yesterday. This feeling made him extremely intoxicated, so he was willing to gamble his life to get a glimpse of what the scenery would be like after that realm.

So even though he got the new "The 16th Style of "Sword Art of Mountains and Rivers" - Nanshan Xiaoxue Yulinxun" from Ningguang during that period, he just ignored it and continued to practice madly.

In the end, it was unclear whether he was naturally gifted in this kind of martial arts, or whether his body became younger after traveling through time and space, which also made him extremely talented, or whether the system's plug-in itself was abnormal enough. He quickly grasped the essence of this move:

"Take advantage of thunder and lightning to fully describe the key points of movement and stillness."

This means that this martial art may look like the so-called "lightning martial art", but in essence, it is a general outline for the transition between extreme movement and extreme stillness.

Although Shen Zhigui could actually inject that true energy into the iron sword and do things like flying the sword in the air, because he didn't have any martial arts skills at the moment, once he wanted to do that, the true energy in his body would be quickly consumed. The actual effect of doing so would be worse than if he held the sword in his hand and rushed forward to swing it.

But after comprehending this realm of "the key to movement and stillness", he quickly realized that if his mind could not completely control his body and true energy at all times and places, then why not do the opposite and completely empty his mind at certain times and let it flow with the state of his body and true energy?

So after that, his progress became faster and faster, and there was the scene where Jiang Xue saw him walking on water.

It must be said that he was in a very good mood. Even the fact that he had discovered that he could fly in the air with a sword did not make him feel as happy as he was at the moment.

Because all he could do before was to use his true Qi to the maximum extent like a fully drawn bowstring, and shoot objects such as the iron sword as arrows. Once it exceeded the range of six feet around his body, he could no longer exert any influence on the iron sword. Within this range, his own body was actually much faster than the iron sword controlled by his mind.

However, when he was really speeding on the water like the heroes in the martial arts movies he had watched since he was a child, he felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart. Although he had experienced the same speed before and had ridden on a speedboat, he was not the kind of person who could drive a car or boat as an extension of his hands and feet. At this moment, he could actually feel the true energy flowing in his body, and he could also actually feel the huge tension that bounced back from the water the moment he stepped on it, lifting his body up again. He could also hear the huge sound of wind produced by the air passing over his body, but at this moment he felt in his heart that everything he could perceive around him was under his control, so now he was much freer than ever before!

We can even say that Zhuangzi said in "The Great Master": "When the spring dries up, the fish live on land, feeding each other with moisture and supporting each other with spittle. It is better to forget each other in the river and lake." So in the past, he lived in a riverbed that had become dry because others had used capital, power and numerous responsibilities to drain away all the water. He was just struggling to survive with the people around him by spitting out moisture from each other. But now, after realizing that he could do such a thing, he realized that the world now is no longer a dry riverbed for him, but a river and lake where he can come and go freely!

Before, after coming to this world, he didn't think too much. He just went with the flow and took one step at a time. But now, he even began to have lofty ambitions in his heart. He was thinking about building a big crystal palace in Teyvat or something. But he didn't feel proud for long. Soon, because of his distraction, he destroyed the harmonious unity of his spirit, energy and body. He could no longer maintain his state of walking on water. His next step was to sink directly into the water. Then his whole body fell completely to the surface of the river and turned into a wet drowned chicken.

Fortunately, he was not far from the shore at that time, and the river bottom was only waist-deep, otherwise he would have shouted for help.

After all, he can't swim at all.

Otherwise, when he was being chased by the Hillilchur people, he could have just jumped into the river and escaped.

"Damn! Looks like it's better not to get too carried away..."

Shen Zhigui quickly climbed to the shore, looked at his wet clothes, shook his head, and thought, he should learn to swim when he has time.

Chapter 6: Poetry and Distance

A month goes by in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Shen Zhigui practiced the move "Come Like Thunder and End with Fury" to the highest level, and felt that he could easily deal with three or five ordinary Hilichurls. During this period, he also learned to swim. Not to mention that with his current speed, he could escape unscathed even if he encountered a giant monster like the Hilichurl King, let alone ordinary Hilichurls.