I Have A Qi Fortune Altar.
Chapter 404 - 404 346 Qi Fortune Is Here (4k)_3

Chapter 404: Chapter 346 Qi Fortune Is Here! (4k)_3 Chapter 404: Chapter 346 Qi Fortune Is Here! (4k)_3 Zhao Hao found himself in an awkward position and forced a smile.

The people below seemed to notice Zhao Hao’s discomfort and laughed loudly,

“Brother Zhao, since today is a grand event, why not start with a poetry contest? Let us all indulge in a bit of elegance.”

Zhao Hao’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said,

“Brother Liu’s words are excellent. We could start with a poetry contest and then discuss the Dao. As for the matter of exchange, shall we leave it until the end?”

Though they were all Martial Artists, practicing martial arts didn’t mean they were ignorant of poetry and literature.

Coming from families befitting of Martial Arts practitioners, none were impoverished, and naturally, they would study literature from an early age. Furthermore, Martial Arts also broaden the mind and enhance wisdom, making many acquainted with the subtleties of poetry.

Other grand events typically included a contest of poetry as well.

“What theme do the two of you think we should use?” Zhao Hao asked, looking at Bai Changqing and Shangguan Yu, his gaze primarily resting on Bai Changqing due to his seniority and some connections with Shushan.

Bai Changqing pondered for a moment and said, “Why not use the lotus and Guangling Mansion as themes?”

Choosing the lotus as a theme was one of the simplest choices.

“That’s excellent. Zhao is willing to offer an outstanding sword as a prize. Today, whoever composes the best poem will receive the sword,” Zhao Hao said with a smile.

The people below echoed their agreement.

It wasn’t long before someone took the lead in reciting.

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By the riverside in Guangling, the onlookers also heard the previous speaker’s words, using the lotus and Guangling Mansion as themes, which caught everyone’s attention and stirred excitement.

Yue Shan turned his gaze to Chen Yuan and casually suggested,

“Why doesn’t the magistrate also try his hand at composing a spontaneous poem?”

“Indeed, with your literary grace, you’re bound to outshine the crowd,” Yan Qing chimed in.

They all knew Chen Yuan had a way with words, able to argue black was white, and subconsciously felt composing a poem shouldn’t be a problem for him.

Only Mo Donghe, sitting closest to Chen Yuan, furrowed his brows as he seemed to see a flicker of blue light in the magistrate’s eyes—was it an illusion?

Of course not!

At that moment, Chen Yuan’s lips curled into a smile, having just confirmed that someone on the ship possessed Qi Fortune, and it was precisely his target for this trip.

Indeed, those linked by Qi Fortune invariably had connections.

This trip was not in vain!

He then turned to Yue Shan and the others, whispering,

“Get ready to make a move.”

“Yes.”

Immediately, their expressions turned serious, and they grasped the hilts of their swords.

On the deck, Zhao Hao glanced around. Several people had already recited poems, but none were satisfactory. He then turned to Bai Changqing and said,

“Brother Bai, why don’t you also compose a poem, let Zhao listen?”

Bai Changqing’s eyes lowered, about to say something, when suddenly his gaze sharpened, turning towards the shore, feeling watched. He soon said,

“Let’s wait until everyone else has finished, then I will humbly offer my own.”

Zhao Hao nodded and looked around, asking,

“Does anyone else have a poem to recite?”

“Chen has a light-hearted poem,” suddenly, a faint voice echoed in the void.

The people on the ship were momentarily stunned and looked towards the riverbank.

Chen Yuan stepped out from the crowd by the riverbank, walking on air, his gaze sweeping over several people, focusing on Zhao Hao, this child of Qi Fortune, and lingering for a moment on Shangguan Yu and Bai Changqing before he retracted his gaze and loudly recited:

“A lotus flips to either side, the eel tries its best to burrow.”

“The lotus blocks the black fish’s head, clear river water flows outward.”

“Standing, the lotus appears tightly closed, squatting, the petals too unfold.”

“Though it’s not the Guangling River, every month the tide signal comes!”

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It’s the end of the month, seeking monthly tickets!