"...people have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times."

Mengchanjuan's delicate body suddenly trembled, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes..."

Suddenly I saw the young master raising the wine glass in his hand, and his voice seemed to be filled with endless longing coming from the distant horizon: "I hope we will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."

The ethereal and timeless sound spans the ages.

At that moment, heaven and earth were silent.

At that moment, Jiang Fan burst into tears...

As soon as the finishing touch came out, it was announced that this unique poem was born across time and space.

At this moment, people could only see the young man standing on the fifth floor, with fluttering white clothes, like an immortal in the sky.

Nung, moon and new moon.

What a wish that people will last forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart!

When everyone came to their senses, the young master had disappeared from the window, as if the man in the painting had never appeared in the world.

Meng Chanjuan stood in a daze. This poem made her completely unable to control her inner emotions. The beautiful artistic conception made people almost reluctant to wake up.

After a long time, Cuiyi came to her with the dried rice paper and said, "Miss...this is simply tailor-made for you. Cuiyi knows that she is worthy of the name of Ci Sage."

Meng Chanjuan took it carefully and raised her head again. The young man was gone. She sighed, "There are people in the world who can do such a masterpiece. As soon as this word came out, no one in the world dared to chant the bright moon."

A middle-aged scribe approached slowly, bowed and sighed: "That's not all. From today on, even if it lasts through the ages, when you sing about the bright moon, you must mention Chan Juan. Congratulations to Fairy Meng, your name will be passed down for hundreds of generations. Today I borrow the fairy's name

Guang, being able to listen to this peerless poetry is a life-long comfort."

After saying this, the man looked up to the sky, smiled, and strode away, very free and easy.

Suddenly, another scribe sneered and said: "That Liu or something, plagiarism? How can such a unique genius plagiarize? You villains are bringing shame on themselves!"

Liu Changqing was already panicking at this moment, murmuring: "How is it possible, how is it possible..."

A big man patted the sword on his waist: "You thief, I remember what you said just now. Although Mr. Jiang doesn't bother to argue with you, I have to watch you kowtow three times and call me grandpa.

One less... you will never leave this paradise city

Already."

Liu Changqing hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Nangong, save me..." only to find that Nangong Xin had quietly left without knowing when. He was left alone, surrounded by hundreds of people...

"How many peerless articles do you have in your belly?"

Bai Xiaocui held the wine glass and looked at the young man in front of her seriously.

Not only her, but all the people in the Jinyu Tower looked at Jiang Fan as if they were looking at rare treasures, with admiration in their beautiful eyes.

Wei Xiaohong had been standing there blankly. This free-spirited young man seemed to him like the bright moon in the sky at this moment. How could he be a mortal figure?

Seeing everyone's expressions, Jiang Fan couldn't help but scratch his head and chuckle: "You're pretending to be cool."

Lady Jinhua sighed: "I originally thought that Magpie Bridge Immortal had no equal in the world, but I didn't expect that Xiaolang has thousands of beautiful things in her chest. This word will soon be sung all over the world, and Mengchanjuan will have a name that will last forever. It's really enviable.

ah."

Feng Ya also felt a little sour: "Why did Mr. Jiang treat that Mengchanjuan like this..."

Jiang Fan smiled: "I heard that although Meng Chanjuan is famous far and wide, she doesn't have much savings due to the few visitors. She only has a carriage given by the prince of Zhou Dynasty. Probably because she founded an orphanage.

It specializes in adopting children who have been displaced due to war and famine, and there are more than 500 of them so far. Miss Meng lives frugally every day and spends all her money on the orphanage. Her behavior is quite respectable."

Lady Jinhua nodded when she heard the words: "That's true. Mengchanjuan herself was an orphan. Her parents died when she was young, and she was homeless and suffered all the hardships in the world. Later, she was fortunate enough to be adopted by the city lord. She felt the same for those children, so she founded this place.

Orphanage. In fact, in addition to her peerless voice, her good reputation is also spread far and wide."

Feng Ya said: "I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. I think the young master wants to use this to comfort him and miss his parents in heaven."

Jiang Fan smiled. In fact, he did not mean this, but if he interpreted it this way, it would be fine.

"Miss, it's late at night, it's time to rest." Cuiyi finished making up the bed and walked to Mengchanjuan who was standing by the window and stared at the full moon in the sky and said softly.

"...Cui Yi, what kind of person do you think Mr. Jiang is?"

Cuiyi sighed: "If you are not a fairy, how can you create such a masterpiece in an instant that can last forever?"

"I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. If you are not a fairy, how can you see the lady's heart at a glance?"

Mengchanjuan murmured: "Yes... he seems to know my heart deeply..."

Cui Yi smiled and said: "It's a pity that Mr. Jiang is a bit young, otherwise, I'm afraid, Miss..."

Meng Chanjuan flicked her forehead with her finger: "You are such a bad person, you actually made fun of me!"

But Cuiyi grabbed her slender and boneless hand: "Hey...sister's peerless appearance is like the bright moon in the sky. Perhaps only a figure like Mr. Jiang is worthy of it. Who else can be worthy of the ordinary people in this world?"

Worth it?"

Meng Chanjuan took out her hand, turned around and looked at the full moon in the sky, seeming to be in a trance.

Cuiyi said: "When will the bright moon come? I've been reciting it for half a day, and I still can't bear to let it go. Every time I recite it, I feel the aftertaste is endless."

Mengchan said with emotion: "I thought that the fisherman on the Longjiang River was the best in the world, and the fisherman on the Canglan River was also the most talented, but I didn't know that Mr. Jiang was no less talented. Such young men may not be born in a hundred years."

One person, how lucky he is to have three people coexisting in this world..."

Cuiyi smiled: "How can there be so many fishermen in the world? How can there be so many young talents with unparalleled grace? Miss, what you are thinking in your heart is the same as Cuiyi. Otherwise, miss, how could you be in the public eye?

Are you openly claiming that Mr. Jiang is the world’s greatest poet?”

Meng Chanjuan sighed: "Sister Cuiyi is awake. If this is really the case, this line of poetry will be unprecedented, and I'm afraid there will be no one in the future."

Cuiyi said: "Why don't we investigate? With Paradise City's methods, this matter is not difficult."

Meng Chanjuan shook her head: "I once looked for the city lord, but was told that Mr. Jiang's information is in Tianji Pavilion. No one in Paradise City is allowed to read it privately, let alone investigate Mr. Jiang privately. What the city lord said personally has never been so strict."

Cui Yi was shocked: "Is this happening? Tianji Pavilion means that secrets cannot be leaked. All the information that can be entered into this pavilion is the top secret in the world. Who is this Mr. Jiang?"

Meng Chanjuan shook her head: "I think that Mr. Jiang is unique and does not follow the common customs of the world. Could it be that he comes from a place outside the world?"
Chapter completed!