Following the guide, they arrived at the third floor. The number of jewelry pieces in sight was considerably fewer, but each piece was protected in a transparent glass bowl, indicating their preciousness.
Unlike the priced items on the second floor below, the transparent glass bowls here were inscribed with words that were difficult to understand.
For example, rain, frost, autumn, moon, and so on, to name a few.
The young lady noticed the confusion in the eyes of Qin Feng and the others and explained with a smile, “Did the gentleman see the words on the glass bowls? To take a favored piece of jewelry from this level, you don’t need to spend a single coin. However, you must write a poem based on those words.”
“If the poem composed can activate the glass bowl, it will open, and the gentleman can take the jewelry inside.”
Qin Feng looked puzzled. In the Hundred Flowers Valley, were poems held in such high regard?
It was the same for Elegant Court, and it seemed that it was the case for Treasured Butterfly Pavilion as well.
He strolled through the third floor, his eyes scanning the jewelry in the glass bowls. Most of them were extraordinary.
Among them, some could no longer be classified as jewelry but rather as treasures!
Qin Feng pointed at an unusual item and asked, “Does the same rule apply to this thing?”The young lady nodded with a smile, “As long as you can activate the glass bowl to open, regardless of what’s inside, you can take it, and we won’t charge a single coin. However, if the glass bowl cannot be opened, even if the gentleman is willing to spend a thousand or ten thousand gold, we still won’t sell it. That’s the rule of the third level of the Treasured Butterfly Pavilion.”
Qin Feng understood. He then walked towards the depths of the third floor, and soon, his attention was drawn to a white jade hairpin.
The entire hairpin was pure white, with faint blue patterns resembling water ripples.
Its overall shape resembled a sword, without excessive decorations.
Although simple, at first glance, it was deeply captivating.
With just one glance, Qin Feng was convinced that this would be the perfect gift for his wife!
He even seemed to have envisioned his wife wearing this jade hairpin, smiling softly as she brushed her hair.
“This is it!” Qin Feng exclaimed excitedly, then lowered his head to look at the glass bowl, where the two characters ‘Beauty’ were clearly written.
Poetry master, I apologize. For the sake of my wife, I’m copying… um, borrowing your poem.
With such thoughts, Qin Feng intended to pick up the brush.
However, the charming girl beside him spoke up, “Young Master, please wait.”
“Why? Are you going back on your word?” Black Charcoal Head frowned and asked.
Qin Feng also turned his head, revealing a curious look.
“I’m sorry for misunderstanding. The rules have been set, and there is no reason to go back on them. I just want to remind the young master of something. In fact, this jewelry has been coveted by many before, but in the end, without exception, they all left empty-handed.”
Xing Sheng remained indifferent, confident, “They lacked talent and couldn’t write poetry to trigger the opening of the glass naturally. That’s why they left empty-handed. But my young master is not comparable to them.”
The girl smiled and agreed, “The gentleman is right. Your young master is not an ordinary person. However, what I want to say is actually something else. When you two enter the Hundred Flowers Valley, you will definitely pass through the Elegant Court. Have you seen the poem scroll framed in gold there?”
“Are you talking about the Poetry Crown?” Qin Feng asked.
“It seems the young master has seen it. To be honest, the young man who wrote the poem initially also had his eye on this jade hairpin.” The girl hinted in her words.
Black Charcoal Head’s expression changed slightly. Although he wielded swords and spears all day and didn’t understand poetry, someone who could write the Poetry Crown must have a good literary talent. However, even such a person couldn’t take away the jade hairpin, which shows how difficult it is.
Looking aside, seeing the young master’s raised eyebrows, Xing Sheng stubbornly said, “So what? Just because that person couldn’t take it doesn’t mean my young master can’t.”
The girl shook her head slightly. She had encountered such situations many times and got straight to the point, “When that young man wrote the poem and couldn’t trigger the opening of the glass lamp, he felt quite aggrieved. He thought our Treasured Butterfly Pavilion store was cheating. Helpless, he sought out the Manager. However, our Manager has a somewhat tough personality.”
At this point, the girl seemed to recall something, sighed involuntarily, and then explained the reason.
It turned out that the young man who wrote the Poetry Crown, with righteous words, claimed that he could cause 80% of the flowers in the Elegant Courtyard to bloom. How could he fail to open a mere glass lamp?
Upon hearing this, the Manager of Treasured Butterfly Pavilion bluntly stated that the young man’s poetic skills were not up to par, merely superficial.
What if the Elegant Court flowers opened by eighty percent? To open the glass lamp that held the jade hairpin, it would require triggering the Elegant Court flowers by at least ninety percent, or even one hundred percent!
The youth was so angry that he couldn’t speak. Throughout history, who could write such poetry?
As the situation escalated, it eventually attracted the attention of the head of the Hundred Flower Sect.
Seeing that neither side was willing to back down, the sect head thought of a solution.
Elegant Court was originally a treasure of the Hundred Flower Sect. The sect head established a connection between the glass lamp of the jade hairpin and Elegant Court.
And he declared that in the future, composing poetry for the glass lamp of the jade hairpin would be equivalent to composing poetry for Elegant Court.
If one could evoke a poem that opened the glass lamp, it could indeed cause Elegant Court to bloom more than eighty percent, proving that the youth’s poetic skills were not yet perfected.
Once this method was proposed, the Manager of Treasured Butterfly Pavilion immediately agreed.
However, the youth was still not convinced. If no one could ever open this glass lamp, wouldn’t it mean that this statement could never be confirmed?
But in the end, the youth gave the head of the Hundred Flower Sect some face and stopped dwelling on the matter.
After listening to this, Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. “In other words, if I compose a poem for this glass lamp, will it be revealed in Elegant Court?”
“Yes, Young Master.” the girl nodded slightly.
She actually gave this reminder because she had a good impression of Qin Feng.
After all, except for the youth who had some talent in poetry, most of those who came to this third floor were just dabbling, and their poems could be said to be unbearable.
It’s fine if you just embarrass yourself here, but it would be too embarrassing to embarrass yourself in public.
Qin Feng understood the girl’s thoughts and smiled, saying, “Thank you for the reminder.”
“Young Master, there’s no need to thank me.” The girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had given up. However, to her surprise, the handsome young man in black actually picked up the pen again.
“Young Master, are you?”
“Sorry, I really like this jade hairpin, so I want to give it a try.”
The girl sighed at his words, “In that case, please go ahead.”
She only hoped that the poem the young man wrote would match one-tenth or two-tenths of his appearance.
In that case, at least in terms of face, it can still barely pass.
Qin Feng picked up the brush, exhaled, and then, under the white scroll next to the glass lamp, freely wielded the brush and ink.
“Clouds yearn for elegant attire, flowers long for a beautiful countenance,
Spring breezes brush the doorstep, dewdrops enhance the richness.
If not witnessed atop the jade-like mountains,
One might meet beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace.”
The girl kept her eyes on Qin Feng’s brush tip, her expression constantly changing.
At first, there was a little surprise, then a mix of amazement and anticipation in her eyes.
Until the moment the last line of the poem was written, she felt a profound shock in her heart, and her scalp tingled.
How could there be such a beautiful poem in the world!
On the side, Black Charcoal Head on the side also widened his eyes and had goosebumps all over his body.
He was a martial artist with little education, and could not say any decent words of admiration.
He just wanted to say in his heart—My Young Master is awesome.
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