Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 120 - 88: Moon Viewing Tower, Godsend Song! (Two more updates, please subscribe)

Chapter 120: Chapter 88: Moon Viewing Tower, Godsend Song! (Two more updates, please subscribe)

Unexpectedly, the other party merely clasped his hands.

"Hmph, so stingy." mumbled Lu Qian as she walked away.

The others also turned to look.

Everyone else had given jade ornaments as return gifts, but Zhao Xing’s "sincere thanks" looked rather unique.

Minister of Agriculture Zhao remarked that her dance skill was mediocre, sincere thanks were good enough; did she still expect a reward?

It was Zong Shichang’s turn to give a return gift.

He presented Jiang Jiuxian, Lu Qian, and others with jade pendants and other ornaments.

But to Liu Muqing, he gave a piece of paper.

A piece of paper?

Everyone’s gaze shifted from Zhao Xing to Zong Shichang.

"Mr. Zong, today Miss Liu and Miss Lu have come a long way specifically to perform songs and dances at your banquet; you must not be biased."

"Exactly, why just give Miss Liu a piece of paper?"

"What is written on the paper?"

Zong Shichang clasped his hands and said, "This is a poem that I came across by chance. I thought it could be handed to a musician to set to music, which might benefit Miss Liu. As for the dancer, I didn’t find a suitable one."

"Eh? That’s a bit biased; there are three musicians, why doesn’t Mr. Zong give it to Brother Jiang and Brother Fan?"

"Yes, haha, why is Miss Liu so special?"

Around them, a burst of laughter ensued. Clearly, they all knew of Zong Shichang’s admiration for Liu Muqing and deliberately stirred things up at this moment.

Zong Shichang smiled, "This poem is not suitable for men."

"Oh?" Jiang Jiuxian, who was seated, also teased, "What kind of miraculous poem distinguishes between men and women? Why don’t you recite it, Mr. Zong?"

Zong Shichang smiled silently and instead looked at Liu Muqing.

At this moment, Liu Muqing was already stunned, revealing that the desired effect had been achieved.

The poem bought from Zhao Xing was worth it!

Lu Qian felt puzzled. Liu Muqing was no stranger to such things; why would she be speechless for so long?

Unable to hold back, she walked over and took the piece of paper from Liu Muqing’s hand. "Let me read it."

"There is a beauty, who is unforgettable at first sight. When not seen for a day, one misses her madly."

"The phoenix flies and soars, seeking a mate across the Four Seas. Alas, the beauty is not by the eastern wall."

"Using the zither to communicate, expressing my heartfelt feelings. When will I see acceptance, to ease my wandering heart?"

"Desiring to match virtues, hand in hand to move forward. If not united in flight, I would perish."

As soon as it was read aloud, laughter burst out continuously.

Everyone present had a certain level of appreciation ability; it was evident that this was a love poem.

However, as they listened, they felt something was off.

They had never heard of it before?

It seemed of rather high quality?

The other two musicians and three dance masters also paused.

Because when Lu Qian recited it, they clearly felt a certain inspiration.

They had an urge to set this poem to music; such impulsive thoughts only occurred when encountering excellent or new poems that could significantly enhance their skills.

"You..." Lu Qian couldn’t help but look towards Zong Shichang. "Is this a new poem? Where did you get it?"

She couldn’t believe Zong Shichang composed it; given Zong Shiba’s level?

"I came across it by chance. Do you think it’s good enough to be given to Miss Liu?" Zong Shichang said with a smile, appearing very modest, a stark contrast from his usual boastful demeanor.

When he behaved somewhat normally, Lu Qian found him somewhat "abnormal."

Was this still the Zong Shichang she knew?

Liu Muqing was also greatly moved, not only because of the inspiration for her skills but also because it was a love poem with deep and moving depictions of love.

Even in these open-minded times, Liu Muqing found herself overwhelmed; once she regained her senses, her face turned red.

"Thank you, Mr. Zong, for the poem." Liu Muqing’s voice trembled slightly, losing her usual calm and indifferent demeanor.

"Wait a second, what’s the name of this poem?" Lu Qian asked.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix," Zong Shichang replied.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix..." Liu Muqing murmured, her fingers plucking the zither strings, and instinctively wanting to set this poem to music.

The sound of the zither was melodious, and soon she began to sing along.

The first time was somewhat halting, but by the second time, it had begun to have a certain charm.

By the third time, several people had already closed their eyes, lost in an illusion realm, experiencing the sorrow of unrequited love.

One young gentleman even lost his composure, shouting the name of a certain lady, bursting into tears.

Zong Shichang managed to hold on, as Zhao Xing had repeatedly warned him to resist, lest he embarrass himself.

"That’s enough, Miss Liu!" Zhao Xing spoke up to interrupt at this point.

Liu Muqing immediately realized her loss of composure and quickly ceased.

"Mr. Zong, given the current situation, I suggest everyone go to the Moon Viewing Tower to admire the moon," Zhao Xing said. "I see Miss Liu is deeply moved by this poem; you may take Miss Liu to a private room to further discuss it."

"Miss Liu, please."

"Mm." Liu Muqing, with her mind entirely on composing music, just wanted to find a quiet place, so she let Zong Shichang lead the way.

Seeing the usually cold and proud Miss Liu agreeing to be alone with him, Zong Shichang couldn’t help but turn back and give a grateful look—truly you are the best, good brother! No, godfather!

Lu Qian suspiciously glanced at Zong Shichang, then at Zhao Xing, as her eyes turned.

Seeing Zhao Xing leave to watch the moon outside, she also followed.

.....

"That poem, you gave it to Zong Shichang, didn’t you?" Lu Qian stood next to Zhao Xing and suddenly asked.

"Why would you think that?"

"Just a hunch. His feelings for Miss Liu match the poem perfectly, but to say he wrote it, that’s impossible." Lu Qian said. "Luckily, he was wise enough not to claim authorship; otherwise, Qing’er would probably find out and it would backfire."

Zhao Xing neither turned his head nor replied, simply gazing silently at the moon.