Chapter 479: Han Yus Childhood Sweetheart (teaser)
Chapter 479: Han Yus Childhood Sweetheart (teaser)
Chapter 479: Han Yus Childhood Sweetheart (teaser)
Connecting Heaven Pavilion, Langhuan Academy
"Sage Of Writing" Han Yu was in the middle organizing the surviving manuscripts of ancient sages in preparation for the final Ten Thousand Sages Hall examination. This was already the tenth day of the Literary Excellence Convention. After a moment of cleanup, the woman apparently had inspiration. She went to a table, gathered her thoughts, and concentrated on writing.
Her writing posture was a bit odd. Her body was upright, neither slouched or hunched over in the slightest, straighter than a pine tree. Her wrist was in the air, holding golden-eyed suan'ni brush. This brush was refined from the fur of the Primeval Chaos Fierce Beast Golden-eyed Suan'ni, and this brush's shaft was made from razor clam dragon bone. It was worth more than ten thousand star dollars; when it wrote characters, each line was filled with a domineering air. The brush was like a dragon, coiling about like a serpent.
"The dragon's breath becomes a cloud, a cloud that is assuredly not as powerful as the dragon. Nonetheless, the dragon rides this breath through the vastness of mystery, approaching the sun and moon, eclipsing light and reflection, feeling shocking lightning, when it transforms, brings rain down to earth, submerges valleys. Thus, the cloud also is powerful…"1
A green-clothed young man walked close from behind and stared at the characters on the white sheet. He read slowly, his tone filled with awe.
"Fuqing,2 are you writing about dragons? So amazing."
The green-clothed man extended a hand to feel the girl's back.
Han Yu gently swatted his hand and calmly said: "Yuheng,3 why are you here."
If an outsider saw this, they definitely would be shocked. Han Yu of the famous Seven Sages Of The Bamboo Grove, the one known as the "Sage Of Writing" and "Hundred Generations Exemplary Writer," was surprisingly addressed by True Name by a man. Furthermore, the woman was not angry.
- From Han Yu's "On Dragons." ?
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