Chapter 233: Beautiful Garden
Qin Feng had just left the Treasured Butterfly Pavilion when the graceful figure of the woman in the black dress appeared out of thin air on the third-floor attic.
She glanced at the position of a jade hairpin. The glass cup had been opened and the contents inside were missing.
In front of the glass lamp, there was still a girl from the shop staring blankly, her face slightly red, murmuring, “Is there really such beauty in this world?”
Cang Mu spoke up, “Little girl, what are you doing here? Where did the person who wrote the poem just now go?”
The girl, hearing the movement, looked over, “Oh, Manager, why are you here? The gentleman who wrote the poem just left.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Cang Mu’s figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Treasured Butterfly Pavilion. She looked around, only to see a crowd of people.
With so many people, how could she know who wrote the poem just now?
Back in the attic, the beautiful woman in the black dress frowned slightly and said in a dissatisfied tone, “Why didn’t you keep him?”
“He wanted to leave on his own, even if I used the temptation of fame on him, he didn’t care. The gentleman said he was used to a simple and focused life, not interested in these empty praises.”
At this point, the girl covered her cheeks in embarrassment and said, “Only such a handsome gentleman can write such beautiful poems. I really envy his wife. If this poem gets out, his wife will be famous throughout history.”
Cang Mu was surprised, “This poem was written for his wife by that person?”
The girl nodded, “Yes, the gentleman admitted it himself.”
Cang Mu understood and walked to the empty glass lamp, thinking that it was okay not to see that person, at least he left a precious piece of literature.
She picked up the white scroll next to the glass lamp, and then widened her eyes, only to see it empty.
At this moment, she remembered that Jiang Yexin had connected the glass lamp to Elegant Court, so the poems written on this white scroll would be directed to Elegant Court!
“Jiang Yexin!” Cang Mu clenched the white scroll into a ball, seething with anger.
“You called me?” A mature and beautiful woman in pink robes ascended to the attic. She swept her eyes around, didn’t see anyone else, and curiously asked, “Where did the person who wrote the poem go?”
Cang Mu didn’t respond, just stared at her, her eyes full of resentment.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jiang Yexin felt uneasy.
After a moment, Cang Mu finally spoke slowly, “Give me back that poem.”
…
The golden poems shattered the night sky, and the news of the Elegant Court flowers blooming hundred percent spread throughout the entire Hundred Flowers Valley in a matter of moments.
Everyone was talking about it.
“Hey, have you heard? A famous poem has been born, and all the flower buds outside the Elegant Court have bloomed!”
“If you want to talk about this, I have the most to say. I was standing outside Elegant Court at that time. A young man in green wrote the poem, causing eighty percent of Elegant Court flowers to bloom. Everyone was praising him.”
“But after a while, Elegant Court suddenly became a riot of colors, and golden words fell from the night sky, forming a poem on Elegant Court. I can’t describe that poem; it just gives you goosebumps and makes your scalp tingle at a glance!”
“Hmm, is the poem really as good as you say? Quickly recite it for us!”
The man immediately recited the poem, and after hearing it, the others were stunned on the spot.
Most of them were uneducated merchants, and after thinking for a long time about the language used, they finally summed it up with a simple “Wow.”
While everyone in the Hundred Flowers Valley was still shocked by the extraordinary poem, Qin Feng strolled through the valley with Black Charcoal Head.
He bought some rouge and face powder, intending to bring them back for his Second Mother.
He also bought some high-quality tea leaves.
It’s worth mentioning that when buying tea leaves, he caught sight of a familiar figure, with his head lowered and away from the crowd.
No matter how you looked at it, that figure resembled his old man…
“Young Master, do you need to buy anything else?”
Qin Feng shook his head and said, “I’ve already bought almost everything. However, since we’re in the Hundred Flowers Valley, we should at least visit the famous Beautiful Maiden Garden.”
Heading towards the depths of the Hundred Flowers Valley, Qin Feng and Black Charcoal Head soon arrived outside a mansion. This was the renowned Beautiful Maiden Garden.
In the Beautiful Maiden Garden, there were indeed beautiful women, but the term “Beautiful Maiden” didn’t refer to real beauties; instead, it described the various colors and lushness of the tea flowers!
The reputation of the Beautiful Maiden Garden was evident in the charming blossoms within.
Outside the mansion, many young girls in colorful clothes greeted the crowds, maintaining order.
By the patterns on their dress, it was clear that these were disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect.
It’s worth noting that the owner of this Beautiful Maiden Garden was none other than the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect!
After passing through the gate, the scene was filled with blooming flowers, truly a breathtaking sight.
Even Black Charcoal Head, a rough martial artist, couldn’t help but be amazed by the scene before his eyes.
“Master, this is the first time I’ve seen such beautiful camellias. They are truly stunning.”
“This is just the outer area; the truly precious and beautiful camellias are inside the Beauty Garden.” Qin Feng responded with a smile, pointing to a specific location.
Xing Sheng followed his gaze and saw a part of the estate surrounded by continuous flowering trees in a circle.
Outside of that circle, many people had gathered.
Curious, Black Charcoal Head asked, “Why are those people just waiting outside and not going in?”
Qin Feng explained, “The camellia varieties inside are extremely difficult to cultivate, and very delicate. The slightest mishap could damage them. To prevent the painstakingly cultivated camellias from being harmed, the sect master of the Hundred Flowers Sect established a rule. To enter and admire the camellias inside, one must pass a flower identification test. After all, only those who truly understand flowers won’t accidentally damage those precious camellias.”
“I see.”
Approaching the crowd, they looked ahead.
A group of young ladies blocked the way, each holding a basin of camellias.
The colors were varied and incredibly beautiful.
Occasionally, someone would step forward, point to the flower in the maiden’s hands, and state the name of the camellia. If they could correctly identify three or more, they would pass the flower identification test and be allowed inside.
However, despite the time that had passed, no one had succeeded.
Black Charcoal Head, puzzled, asked, “Master, are these flowers very rare? Why do so many people approach, yet so few manage to answer even one question correctly?”
Qin Feng replied, “There are numerous types of flowers in the world, and the camellias here are rare specimens cultivated through special techniques by the Hundred Flowers Sect. It’s not easy to call them by their names.”
“Master, can you recognize these flowers?”
Qin Feng smiled slightly, “Let’s step forward and try; only then will we know.”
After many failed attempts at flower identification, disappointed individuals returned to the crowd.
Over time, others also lost confidence and only dared to watch from the sidelines without approaching.
Perhaps due to a bad temperament, a wealthy merchant pointed at a camellia he had just misidentified and angrily exclaimed, “You clearly don’t want us to get in. This camellia is obviously ‘Walking in the Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms.’ What’s wrong with what I said?!”
The girl holding the flower looked displeased. Individuals with no discernment and a quick temper were the least favored by them. In the past, they might have explained, but over the years, they understood that explanations were useless with such people, so they didn’t bother responding.
Seeing this, the merchant thought he had hit the mark and became even more vehement in his protests, creating an ugly scene.
Others also pointed and commented on the camellia, some agreeing with the merchant, some undecided, just contemplating on the side.
“Summon your sect master; today, there must be an explanation!” With some supporters, the merchant shouted loudly.
The situation became somewhat out of control.
Just at that moment, amid the noisy crowd, two voices spoke in unison, “This camellia is not ‘Walking in the Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms’ but rather ‘Graceful Leaning Orchid.’”
Chapter 233: Beautiful Garden
Qin Feng had just left the Treasured Butterfly Pavilion when the graceful figure of the woman in the black dress appeared out of thin air on the third-floor attic.
She glanced at the position of a jade hairpin. The glass cup had been opened and the contents inside were missing.
In front of the glass lamp, there was still a girl from the shop staring blankly, her face slightly red, murmuring, “Is there really such beauty in this world?”
Cang Mu spoke up, “Little girl, what are you doing here? Where did the person who wrote the poem just now go?”
The girl, hearing the movement, looked over, “Oh, Manager, why are you here? The gentleman who wrote the poem just left.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Cang Mu’s figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Treasured Butterfly Pavilion. She looked around, only to see a crowd of people.
With so many people, how could she know who wrote the poem just now?
Back in the attic, the beautiful woman in the black dress frowned slightly and said in a dissatisfied tone, “Why didn’t you keep him?”
“He wanted to leave on his own, even if I used the temptation of fame on him, he didn’t care. The gentleman said he was used to a simple and focused life, not interested in these empty praises.”
At this point, the girl covered her cheeks in embarrassment and said, “Only such a handsome gentleman can write such beautiful poems. I really envy his wife. If this poem gets out, his wife will be famous throughout history.”
Cang Mu was surprised, “This poem was written for his wife by that person?”
The girl nodded, “Yes, the gentleman admitted it himself.”
Cang Mu understood and walked to the empty glass lamp, thinking that it was okay not to see that person, at least he left a precious piece of literature.
She picked up the white scroll next to the glass lamp, and then widened her eyes, only to see it empty.
At this moment, she remembered that Jiang Yexin had connected the glass lamp to Elegant Court, so the poems written on this white scroll would be directed to Elegant Court!
“Jiang Yexin!” Cang Mu clenched the white scroll into a ball, seething with anger.
“You called me?” A mature and beautiful woman in pink robes ascended to the attic. She swept her eyes around, didn’t see anyone else, and curiously asked, “Where did the person who wrote the poem go?”
Cang Mu didn’t respond, just stared at her, her eyes full of resentment.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jiang Yexin felt uneasy.
After a moment, Cang Mu finally spoke slowly, “Give me back that poem.”
…
The golden poems shattered the night sky, and the news of the Elegant Court flowers blooming hundred percent spread throughout the entire Hundred Flowers Valley in a matter of moments.
Everyone was talking about it.
“Hey, have you heard? A famous poem has been born, and all the flower buds outside the Elegant Court have bloomed!”
“If you want to talk about this, I have the most to say. I was standing outside Elegant Court at that time. A young man in green wrote the poem, causing eighty percent of Elegant Court flowers to bloom. Everyone was praising him.”
“But after a while, Elegant Court suddenly became a riot of colors, and golden words fell from the night sky, forming a poem on Elegant Court. I can’t describe that poem; it just gives you goosebumps and makes your scalp tingle at a glance!”
“Hmm, is the poem really as good as you say? Quickly recite it for us!”
The man immediately recited the poem, and after hearing it, the others were stunned on the spot.
Most of them were uneducated merchants, and after thinking for a long time about the language used, they finally summed it up with a simple “Wow.”
While everyone in the Hundred Flowers Valley was still shocked by the extraordinary poem, Qin Feng strolled through the valley with Black Charcoal Head.
He bought some rouge and face powder, intending to bring them back for his Second Mother.
He also bought some high-quality tea leaves.
It’s worth mentioning that when buying tea leaves, he caught sight of a familiar figure, with his head lowered and away from the crowd.
No matter how you looked at it, that figure resembled his old man…
“Young Master, do you need to buy anything else?”
Qin Feng shook his head and said, “I’ve already bought almost everything. However, since we’re in the Hundred Flowers Valley, we should at least visit the famous Beautiful Maiden Garden.”
Heading towards the depths of the Hundred Flowers Valley, Qin Feng and Black Charcoal Head soon arrived outside a mansion. This was the renowned Beautiful Maiden Garden.
In the Beautiful Maiden Garden, there were indeed beautiful women, but the term “Beautiful Maiden” didn’t refer to real beauties; instead, it described the various colors and lushness of the tea flowers!
The reputation of the Beautiful Maiden Garden was evident in the charming blossoms within.
Outside the mansion, many young girls in colorful clothes greeted the crowds, maintaining order.
By the patterns on their dress, it was clear that these were disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect.
It’s worth noting that the owner of this Beautiful Maiden Garden was none other than the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect!
After passing through the gate, the scene was filled with blooming flowers, truly a breathtaking sight.
Even Black Charcoal Head, a rough martial artist, couldn’t help but be amazed by the scene before his eyes.
“Master, this is the first time I’ve seen such beautiful camellias. They are truly stunning.”
“This is just the outer area; the truly precious and beautiful camellias are inside the Beauty Garden.” Qin Feng responded with a smile, pointing to a specific location.
Xing Sheng followed his gaze and saw a part of the estate surrounded by continuous flowering trees in a circle.
Outside of that circle, many people had gathered.
Curious, Black Charcoal Head asked, “Why are those people just waiting outside and not going in?”
Qin Feng explained, “The camellia varieties inside are extremely difficult to cultivate, and very delicate. The slightest mishap could damage them. To prevent the painstakingly cultivated camellias from being harmed, the sect master of the Hundred Flowers Sect established a rule. To enter and admire the camellias inside, one must pass a flower identification test. After all, only those who truly understand flowers won’t accidentally damage those precious camellias.”
“I see.”
Approaching the crowd, they looked ahead.
A group of young ladies blocked the way, each holding a basin of camellias.
The colors were varied and incredibly beautiful.
Occasionally, someone would step forward, point to the flower in the maiden’s hands, and state the name of the camellia. If they could correctly identify three or more, they would pass the flower identification test and be allowed inside.
However, despite the time that had passed, no one had succeeded.
Black Charcoal Head, puzzled, asked, “Master, are these flowers very rare? Why do so many people approach, yet so few manage to answer even one question correctly?”
Qin Feng replied, “There are numerous types of flowers in the world, and the camellias here are rare specimens cultivated through special techniques by the Hundred Flowers Sect. It’s not easy to call them by their names.”
“Master, can you recognize these flowers?”
Qin Feng smiled slightly, “Let’s step forward and try; only then will we know.”
After many failed attempts at flower identification, disappointed individuals returned to the crowd.
Over time, others also lost confidence and only dared to watch from the sidelines without approaching.
Perhaps due to a bad temperament, a wealthy merchant pointed at a camellia he had just misidentified and angrily exclaimed, “You clearly don’t want us to get in. This camellia is obviously ‘Walking in the Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms.’ What’s wrong with what I said?!”
The girl holding the flower looked displeased. Individuals with no discernment and a quick temper were the least favored by them. In the past, they might have explained, but over the years, they understood that explanations were useless with such people, so they didn’t bother responding.
Seeing this, the merchant thought he had hit the mark and became even more vehement in his protests, creating an ugly scene.
Others also pointed and commented on the camellia, some agreeing with the merchant, some undecided, just contemplating on the side.
“Summon your sect master; today, there must be an explanation!” With some supporters, the merchant shouted loudly.
The situation became somewhat out of control.
Just at that moment, amid the noisy crowd, two voices spoke in unison, “This camellia is not ‘Walking in the Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms’ but rather ‘Graceful Leaning Orchid.’”
