Otherworldly Evil Monarch Chapter 1105 - This is How the Greatest Poet is Born!

Chapter 1105: This is How the Greatest Poet is Born!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Ying watched the spectacle with a smile.
“Oh… this… that…” Jun Mo Xie wrecked his brain. Looks like I’ll have to plagiarize significantly today.
“Xue Yan is right! Then I shall compose a poem for you first, Xue Yan.” Jun Mo Xie cleared his throat. All the women looked at him expectantly. Naturally, there were a few that were gloating at his demise.
Like Miao Xiao Miao for example. Currently, she practically cackling away in her head. You, a fighter… dare to say that you know how to write poems? You’re probably capable of producing an incongruous limerick! Hmph! I am determined to watch you make a fool out of yourself today! How dare you think of comparing yourself to my Jun Ye!
“En… I got it! Xue Yan is generosity and magnanimity has given me an inspiration.” Jun Mo Xie took a couple of steps and snapped his fingers. “The coloured clouds are her flowing robes, the flowers, her face that glimmers in the bright, spring dew; If you do not see her atop the jade mountains, you’ll find her beneath the moonlight of paradise!”
All the women were stunned!
Miao Xiao Miao was stunned to the point of silence!
Could it be that this Jun Mo Xie is really a demon?! He had only took that brief moment to think, took three steps and came up with this poem! And such a meaningful one, that was extremely compatible with Mei Xue Yan’s status and grace…
This flair in poetry is not necessarily any inferior than my Jun Ye…
No, this should be a coincidence… It definitely is by chance…
“Alright, alright, it’s Qing Han’s turn.” Mei Xue Yan hurried. Mei Xue Yan was the first to get the praise from her lover, and it was such a beautiful poem that will last for the ages, so she was fully satisfied, her blissfulness showing on her face.
“Qing Han’s… For Qing Han… En! I got it!” Jun Mo Xie pretended to frown and walked two rounds before snapping his fingers again. “I got it! A name that matches her country toppling beauty, so beautiful that the Lord smiles upon the sight of her; dissolving the endless frustrations of her Lord, her company erasing all troubles!”
Everyone’s eyes widened!
To think that Jun Mo Xie had this trick up his sleeves! The two sentences of ‘dissolving the endless frustrations of her Lord, her company erasing all troubles’ was truly too compatible with that unique elegance and worry-free nature of Guan Qing Han…
A talent, ah…
Small stars appeared in the eyes of all the girls.
Dugu Xiao Yi was the only female present who watched Jun Mo Xie come up with a poem before. It was during the Gifted Scholar’s Autumn Festival Feast back then. But thinking back on the ‘poem’ that Jun Mo Xie had created, even Dugu Xiao Yi felt embarrassed. Listen to me… cause I speak with passion; Ugly ones won’t do; Don’t tell me you love me, I’m too bad; Don’t be infatuated with this elder brother, This elder brother is a legend; Don’t provoke me, I’ll make you spit blood;…
That was also called a poem? That was just trash that was not even worthy of being heard! It was just utter bullshit…
So Dugu Xiao Yi had never expected that one day, Jun Mo Xie would be capable of producing a poem, even if it was a limerick…
Today, when faced with all these, Dugu Xiao Yi’s mouth could only hang wider and wider… Until she couldn’t help but rub at her eyes. This… is this really Jun Mo Xie? I’m not dreaming, am I?
Miao Xiao Miao also rubbed her eyes. This is too shocking…
If she insisted that the previous poem was by chance, maybe it was still believable. But the second poem had been produced; could it still be a coincidence?
Finally, under the expectation and pressure of all the women present, Jun Mo Xie composed poems for every single beauty present before he finally managed to quell this wave of resentment.
Even Qiao Ying received a poem from Jun Mo Xie: there is a beauty in the Northern Country, a solitary existence; a glance of hers topples the capital, another gaze topples the country; yet one would rather lose his empire, for it is difficult to find another beauty like her.
Everyone was happy!
Everyone looked at Jun Mo Xie with admiration in their eyes! Too amazing! Too awesome! So many poems were churned out in a blink of an eye, and every single one of them was a classic among classics!
Even the number one poet in the world did not have a talent like this, ah!
Truly, the greatest poet, ah…
Had Jun Mo Xie known what they were thinking, he would be depressed. So the greatest poets were forced into existence like this…
Only Miao Xiao Miao was a little gloomy in the midst of her admiration. Why is this fellow so talented? He looks so girly, and have no sense of masculinity, yet he is so talented at poetry, the Heavens are really blind…
Had Jun Mo Xie known what Miao Xiao Miao was thinking, he would’ve vomited blood like crazy. I only look slightly more handsome; which part of me is girly? How can I not be masculine?!
Seeing how all the women were looking at Young Master Jun in admiration, full of happiness and satisfaction, Miao Xiao Miao felt indignant and couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Hmph, is there a need to admire him this much? He only know how to create some lines, how can he compare to my Jun Ye, who even knows music…
As she mulled in her thoughts, her fingers gently plucked at the strings of the zither, a longing look in her eyes. Jun Ye… where are you? Do you know how I’m missing you?
How nice would it be if you could come over right now and stomp the arrogance of this Evil Monarch a little… And also let these girls know that my Jun Ye is the best…
This sudden sound of the instrument pulled the girls back to their senses. He managed to fool his way through for poetrys, but what about songs? Where is the song for each of us?
Hmph! This fellow had composed a song for Miao Xiao Miao! No! That is unforgivable!
The jealousy of women was extremely terrifying. Although all the girls already knew that the song was not specially composed by Jun Mo Xie for Miao Xiao Miao, but as long as they already believed firmly on something, if she said that you did, you did it. Even if you didn’t!
So…
Jun Mo Xie was just enjoying the admiration gleefully when he was denounced again…
Composing a song!
And it was the same rule, one for each person.
This request left Young Master Jun practically vomiting blood!
“Um… you have all heard so many poems, you must be tired of it, let me go and take a look at what Tang Yuan is doing, so this fellow doesn’t wreck our Evil Monarch Manor…” Jun Mo Xie found a random reason and wanted to slip away, but Mei Xue Yan blocked his exit.
Then, Dugu Xiao Yi and the rest all rushed over and completely blocked the entire way out.
Thinking of leaving? Fat hope! No way!
Looking at all these queens that are blocking the door, Young Master Jun could only smile bitterly and yell internally. Help ah…
“All my dear beauties, please have mercy… Composing songs is not that easy; it is not like eating cabbages, I must have some inspiration no matter what, and some time to slowly materialize it, then refine it and come out with a few drafts before it can be heard… You don’t know the difficulty of composing ah…” Jun Mo Xie said with a bitter expression.
Jun Mo Xie was putting on a sorrowful act, hoping that he could get the understanding of all the women. But things didn’t turn out contrary to the way one wished. Not only did his pitiful act not get any pity, it only added fuel to the fire.
All the women got even more aggressive, all their faces turning red. Jun Mo Xie was completely confused…
“Ah, so Brother Mo Xie despised the fact that I don’t know songs, so you have never spoke to me about it, ah! No wonder you don’t have the interest to compose songs in front of me…” Dugu Xiao Yi said with a pout, her eyes welling up with tears, as if she were about to cry any moment…
Young Master Jun was dumbfounded. What did I say? What did I say? I didn’t say anything ah…
“What else needs to be said? We all don’t know what is the difficulty of composing songs ah, we only know how to eat cabbages. How envious of Sister Miao, ah, she has such a doting husband. Both of them have the same interests. That is what I call a perfect pair ah. Say no more, we all understand already!” Mei Xue Yan said in an eccentric manner.
Looks like Great Beauty Mei is determined to ruin things today…
Jun Mo Xie was not only dumbfounded, he was practically about to break down. Where is this coming from? That is not what I meant ah! Aren’t you giving me a wrongful death?
Miao Xiao Miao quickly tried to mediate. “Elder sisters, what Manor Lord Jun said is a fact, inspiration is most important when it comes to composing, if there is no inspiration, even the greatest prodigy cannot do anything about it!”
“Hm, so it is because he does not have any inspiration around us, ah, why does Sister Miao’s husband have all that inspiration? Looks like it must be because they both have a good relationship ah…” Han Yan Meng said sulkingly, clicking her tongue.
Jun Mo Xie was completely defeated and utterly depressed. He begged for mercy. “This thing is really not something that will come with pressure ah, even if I am an immortal… Dearest ladies, spare me some mercy ah…”
It was not that difficult for Young Master Jun to come out with songs. There were plenty of classics that he remembered, but right now, it was not the time to allow this bunch of women to gang up and get their way. Otherwise, if they randomly come seeking for a song, then he would still run out of available songs sooner or later…
Besides, showing too much in one go made everything less precious, ah…
None of the women were bothered seeing Young Master Jun’s exasperation. But all their gazes fell onto Guan Qing Han. When it came to composing song lyrics, Guan Qing Han could be said to be one of the experts. Even better than Jun Mo Xie, this expert who plagiarized works. Right now, everyone was willing to hear her opinion.
Guan Qing Han was not like the other women earlier, joining forces to attack Young Master Jun. There was no other reason, she was in deep thoughts because of something Miao Xiao Miao said. Thinking about the feelings Jun Mo Xie had to her, and his love towards her!
She instantly jolted back to her senses upon the gaze of all the girls. She said gently, “Dear Sisters, what Mo Xie said is not wrong. Be it writing lyrics, poems, or paintings, any quality work requires inspiration. Mo Xie may be talented, but he has already composed so many poems for us earlier, forcing him to compose is making things difficult for him. Even if he is able to come up with something, it will definitely be a substandard piece of work, which is as good as not coming up with it. So I hope you will reconsider!”
Guan Qing Han didn’t usually open her mouth to speak, but the moment she did, there would always be meaning to her words. Everyone became more rational after hearing her. After a discussion, they still came up with one request. It was indeed too demanding to make him compose a song for everyone, but he still had to compose one. And it must make everyone satisfied. If it was not good enough, he had to recompose it until everyone was pleased. We mustn’t lose to Miao Xiao Miao’s great husband ‘Mo Jun Ye’ no matter what…