Too late.
[Wow! The ‘Poetry Sage!’ ‘A century of literary classics, a millennium of Guo’s legacy!’ So impressive! Let me see…]
Xu Yanmiao blinked, even his inner thoughts slowing and stretching out.
[Woooow… Ohhhh…]
The officials collectively began to panic.
Every time Little Baize used this tone, it was never a good sign!
Stop it! At least leave us one of the two legends intact! n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
[Wait, is that really a thing? While still young, they prepared over a thousand poems—some average, some occasionally brilliant—and then sought out accomplished, elderly literary masters, pestering them to revise and provide guidance…]
The officials were puzzled.
What’s wrong with that? Isn’t consulting mentors normal? Sure, a thousand poems is excessive, but perhaps that persistence was what made them a great Poetry Sage.
[Then, after all the masters who revised the poems had passed away, they brought out the polished, refined masterpieces!!!]
“???”
“!!!”
[So the ‘Sage’ part of ‘Poetry Sage’ was actually about sagely borrowing from others?!]
Poetry Immortal — Li Bai
Poetry Ghost — Li He
Master of Seven-Li Verse — Li Shangyin
Great Wall of Five-Word Verses — Liu Changqing
Poetry Hero — Liu Yuxi
Poetry Prisoner — Meng Jiao
Poetry Prodigy — Wang Bo
Master of Seven-Character Quatrains — Wang Changling
Poetry Buddha — Wang Wei