My wife is a sword god

Chapter 231

Following the girl who led the way to the third floor, there were far fewer jewelry in sight, but each piece of jewelry was protected in a transparent glass cup, which showed its preciousness.

These jewelry are not like those clearly marked on the second floor downstairs, the transparent glazed cups only have some incomprehensible words written on them.

For example, rain, frost, autumn, moon, etc., and so on.

The girl saw the doubt in Qin Feng's eyes, and explained with a smile: "My lord, did you see the words on the glazed cup? If you want to take away your favorite jewelry on this floor, you don't need to pay a penny.

But you must write a poem with that word as the title.

If it is written poems, it can trigger the glass cup to open, and the young master can take away the jewelry inside. "

Qin Feng had a strange look on his face. In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, is poetry so highly regarded?
That is the case in Ya Ting, and it is also the case in Bao Die Xuan.

He strolled through the third floor, glanced at the jewelry in the glazed cup, most of them were not ordinary.

Some of them are not even jewelry, but treasures!

Qin Feng pointed to a treasure and said in surprise: "This thing also has the same rules?"

The girl smiled and nodded: "As long as you can induce the glazed cup to open, no matter what is in it, the young master can take it away, and we won't charge you anything.

But if you can't open the glazed cup, even if you are willing to spend a thousand gold, ten thousand gold, we will not sell it.

This is the rule of the third floor of Bao Die Xuan. "

Qin Feng understood, and then walked towards the depths of the third floor. Soon, he was attracted by a white jade hairpin.

The whole body of this hosta is snow white, and there are faint patterns of light blue like water waves on it.

The overall shape is like a sword, without too many cumbersome decorations.

Although simple, people will be deeply attracted by it at a glance.

With just one glance, Qin Feng decided that this was the best gift for his wife!

He even seemed to have seen the appearance of the lady wearing this jade hairpin on her head, shaking her hair by her ears and smiling slightly!

"That's it!" Qin Feng said excitedly, and then lowered his head to look at the glazed cup. There were two words written on it—beauty.

I'm so sorry, Shixian, for my wife, I copied. Um cough, I will lend you a poem.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng wanted to draw a pen.

However, the pretty girl at the side reminded me: "My lord, wait a minute."

"What? Are you going to go back on your word?" Heitan asked with a frown.

Qin Feng also turned his head, revealing a curious look.

"What did the lord say? This rule has been established. There is no reason to go back on it. It's just that I want to remind you of something.

In fact, this piece of jewelry has also been favored by many people before, but those people, without exception, all failed in the end. "

Xing Sheng didn't take it seriously, and said to himself: "They are not talented enough to write poems to trigger the opening of the glazed cup. Of course they can only do this, but my uncle is not comparable to them."

The girl responded with a smile: "My lord said that your son is not an ordinary person at first glance, but what I want to say is actually another matter.

When the two of you enter the Valley of Hundred Flowers, you will definitely pass through the Yarding. Have you seen the golden scroll of poetry? "

"You are talking about the poem crown?" Qin Feng asked.

"It seems that the young master has seen it before. To be honest, the young man who wrote the poem also took a fancy to this jade hairpin." The girl's words had hidden meaning.

Heitantou's expression changed slightly. Although he wields knives and guns all day long and doesn't understand poetry, a person who can write poems must have good literary talent.

But even such a person could not take away this jade hairpin, which shows how difficult it is.

Turning his head and looking to one side, seeing my uncle frowned slightly, Xing Sheng said firmly: "So what, that person can't take it away, but it doesn't mean my uncle can't take it away either."

The girl shook her head slightly, she had encountered this kind of situation many times before, so she directly said the main point: "Back then when the young man wrote a pen and wrote a poem, he couldn't get the glazed cup to open, and he was quite dissatisfied in his heart.

We felt that our Baodiexuan store was bullying customers, and in desperation, we found the shopkeeper.

However, our shopkeeper has a bit of a temper."

At this point, the girl seemed to have thought of something, she couldn't help but sighed, and then explained the reason.

It turned out that the young man who wrote the crown of poems, said that he could attract [-]% of the flowers in Yating, how could he not be able to open a mere glazed cup.

Hearing the words, the shopkeeper of Bao Die Xuan spoke bluntly, saying that the youth's poetry skills are not good enough, but they are just superficial.

So what if [-]% of the flowers in the Yating Garden are in bloom, if you want to open the glass cup of the jade hairpin, at least [-]% or even [-]% of the flowers in the Yating Garden must be aroused to bloom!
I was so young that I couldn't speak. Throughout the ages, who can write such a poem?
Things became more and more troublesome, and finally attracted the suzerain of Baihuazong.

Seeing that neither side was willing to make concessions in this matter, the suzerain thought of a way.

The Ya Ting was originally a treasure under the Hundred Flowers Sect, so the suzerain established a connection between the jade hairpin's glazed cup and the Ya Ting.

He also threatened that in the future, writing poems for Yuzan's glass cup is equivalent to writing poems for Ya Ting.

If the poems that can trigger the opening of the glazed cups can indeed make more than [-]% of the flowers in the courtyard bloom, then it means that the young people's poetry skills are not good enough.

As soon as this method was mentioned, the treasurer of Bao Die Xuan responded immediately.

But the young man is still unconvinced, if no one can open this glazed cup, wouldn't it be impossible to prove this statement forever?
But in the end, the young man still gave the Patriarch of Hundred Flowers a face and stopped entangled in this matter.

After hearing these words, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "In other words, if I write a poem to this glazed cup, it will also be revealed in Ya Ting?"

"Yes, sir." The girl nodded slightly.

In fact, she made this reminder because she had a good impression of Qin Feng.

After all, except for the young man who had some poetic talent back then, the rest of the people who came to this third floor were mostly half buckets of water dangling there, and the poems they wrote could be said to be unsightly.

It would be fine if it was only here to embarrass people, but it would be too embarrassing to embarrass people in public.

Qin Feng saw the girl's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me."

"You don't need to thank me, sir." The girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had retreated in spite of the difficulties, but was surprised to find that this handsome young man in black actually picked up his pen again.

"Young master, you?"

"Sorry, I am very happy with this jade hairpin, so I still want to try it."

The girl sighed when she heard the words: "In that case, please go ahead, my lord."

She only hoped that the poems written by the young man in front of her could reach one-tenth of his appearance.

In that case, at least in terms of face, it can barely pass.

Qin Feng picked up the pen, let out a sigh of relief, and then swayed the pen and ink wantonly under the white scroll beside the glass cup.

I saw-

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon. "

The girl kept staring at Qin Feng's pen tip, her expression constantly changing.

At first, she was still a little surprised, then there was surprise and expectation in her eyes, until the moment when the last line of the poem was written, she only felt shocked in her heart and her scalp was numb.

There is such a beautiful poem in the world!

Heitantou on the side also stared wide-eyed, goosebumps all over his body.

He is a martial artist with little culture, so he can't say any decent words of praise.

I just want to say something in my heart - damn it, my aunt is awesome.

(End of this chapter)