"Autumn is here, so let us compose a poem about autumn!"
Chapter 176: The Distracted Poet Saint
A poem about autumn?
Ye Qingyun was momentarily stunned.
Then, a look of profound distress appeared on his face.
It wasn't because he found it too difficult.
It was because it was far too simple!
Ye Qingyun wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, and the effort of holding it back was truly agonizing.
A poem about autumn?
He could easily fish over a dozen such poems out of his mind.
However, seeing the pained expression on Ye Qingyun's face, the onlookers assumed he had been stumped from the very start.
"It seems this man is not particularly skilled at poetry."
"Indeed. Just the topic of autumn has left him completely at a loss."
"That is not surprising. After all, Du Wei is the Poet Saint of our Datang; not just anyone can take up the topics he proposes."
...
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, feeling that this was a reasonable outcome.
At the very least, when it came to poetry, Ye Qingyun could not be mentioned in the same breath as their Datang Poet Saint.
Chapter 74