Changsheng: Peak at the Beginning

Chapter 1527 The Untamed 7

Lan Zhan stood in the audience, looking at Jiang Cheng, who was standing on the stage with great elegance, with a depressed and unhappy look on his face. Then he looked at the men and women below who were cheering for him. He really wanted to find a place to lock him up!

The flower girl has seen many young talents in her career, but whether in terms of appearance, temperament or talent, Jiang Cheng and Wei Ying are rare in the world. She intends to spread the news of herself and Hua Manlou further, and of course she will not miss these two rare young talents.

That's why she couldn't wait to emerge from behind the heavy gauze curtains and break the rules she set herself.

Sure enough, the appearance of the beauty pushed the atmosphere to a climax again. In addition to her ability to grow flowers, the most commendable skills of the flower girl are her appearance and talent.

Jiang Cheng and Wei Ying were very observant and dressed in low-key clothes. The flower girl could tell at a glance that they were not here to become her lovers, so she deliberately wanted to make things difficult for them. She said loudly, "You two are very good at answering questions, but unfortunately, I have poems but no good paintings. I wonder if you two could show them off?"

There were also talented people who were anxious to lose. Earlier, they were bullying the flower-growing girl with ulterior motives. After hearing what the flower-growing girl said, they started to make trouble for Jiang Cheng and Wei Ying, and insisted that they show their painting skills.

Jiang Cheng did not refuse and picked up his brush to paint a picture of snow in winter, depicting the rare scene of snow in Yunmeng.

Lotus Pavilion is an immortal villa that is close to the bustling city but far away from the dust. Its cool and elegant atmosphere coupled with the flying snowflakes is so refreshing that anyone can see the joy of the painter.

The flower girl heard the praise and continued, "This is like a pearl covered in dust if it lacks a good sentence. I wonder what poem you would like to write to match it?"

Everyone knew that the flower-gardening girl was trying to make things difficult for Jiang Cheng, but Wei Ying just stood aside and watched the show. Even Nie Huaisang couldn't help but join in the fun, but was glared at by Lan Zhan next to him, and he shrank his neck before he calmed down.

Jiang Cheng picked up the pen again and wrote in the blank space: Willow catkins fly everywhere in the snow.

The smile on the flower girl's face froze for a moment, but she would not give in easily. Instead, she clapped her hands and took out a painting of golden chrysanthemums that she had made earlier, and asked Jiang Cheng to write an inscription on it.

Jiang Cheng was not polite and recited directly: "The flower does not bloom among hundreds of flowers, the fun of standing alone by the sparse fence is endless——"

The flower girl continued to increase the difficulty, dipping her finger in the wine and drawing on the painting, proudly provoking Jiang Cheng: "Now the wind is coming, the artistic conception has changed, what else can you do?"

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown and sigh, "Miss, the mood of this painting has not only changed, but the mood is completely gone!"

Originally, there were two golden chrysanthemums blooming together, still with the white frost of a late autumn morning, but there was no trace of the solemnity of late autumn, only a sense of vitality.

The flower girl smiled and said, "Sir, can you continue writing this poem?"

Jiang Cheng smiled back and said, "I would rather die with fragrance on the branch than be blown away by the north wind."

Wei Ying clapped his hands vigorously: "What a good poem!"

In the past, all kinds of young talents would drink and compete in writing for the flower-growing girl, but today, the flower-growing girl tried to make things difficult for them but all failed. This was a strange sight. Everyone couldn't help but stand behind Jiang Cheng, wanting to see how the flower-growing girl would end up.

The flower girl was indeed hesitant. She looked around and saw that Jiang Cheng had defeated all of them. The relationship between Wei Ying and Jiang Cheng was obviously not that easy to sow discord. The flower girl had no choice but to admit defeat: "I am short-sighted. I never thought that there really is such a talented person like you in this world. Please take a seat."

Just like that, Jiang Cheng became the lover of the flower girl.

The flower girl knew Jiang Cheng's intention very well. Without waiting for Jiang Cheng to explain, she said bluntly, "I know you didn't come here to see me. I am willing to give you what you want, but I can't let you harm Mudan's life."

The flower girl then told her story of her life. It turned out that she was just an ordinary maid in Huamanlou. When she was still young, she was sold to a brothel by her father who was obsessed with gambling. Later, she gradually showed her outstanding appearance, so she was carefully brought up by the brothel owner, in the hope that she would make a name for herself and earn a lot of money and fame.

She knew from the beginning that her fate was over, but when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she always felt unwilling to give up. Gradually, she regarded a peony in the flowerbed downstairs as a source of comfort.

But one day, the peony suddenly became able to speak. With the help of the peony, she exposed the shameful things behind the brothel, causing it to go bankrupt. Later, under the protection of the peony, she obtained a new identity, bought the original brothel, and opened this Huamanlou, which was only used as an elegant teahouse for reciting poems and writing couplets. The various flowers and plants carefully cultivated by the peony were its special features.

Originally, her life was pretty good, and she could even shelter many desperate women. But then one day, Mudan suddenly changed. She could not stay sober all the time, and sometimes her temperament changed drastically and she would hurt people. She wanted Mudan to return to her original state, but she did not dare to look for those demon catchers or the immortal disciples who went out hunting at night, for fear that they would kill Mudan without saying a word.

"… As for why I am willing to tell you all this today, firstly, I see that you have a clear mind, and you don't seem to be the kind of person who would kill evil spirits if he sees them. Maybe you will help me if you know this. Secondly, I think that Mudan may not have much time left, and I can't wait any longer…"

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Miss, you really didn't make a mistake. I already have some ideas, but to really do it, I still need the help of my two companions."

So Wei Ying and Lan Zhan were quickly brought to the flower pond.

How could there still be peonies blooming in late autumn? If it weren’t for the peony’s own spiritual power to set up a simple illusion for itself, I’m afraid this place would have been visited countless times.

While Mudan was still conscious, Jiang Cheng asked Mudan for her opinion: "We roughly know what your problem is. We need to take away the thing that caused your mutation. What do you think?"

When Mudan was awake, she could really speak, and she said directly: "Please the three immortals do your best. I don't want to be affected by that thing anymore!"

The matter is simple. A piece of Yin Iron fragment was buried in the root of the peony at some point in time. The spiritual energy absorbed by the Yin Iron accidentally opened the peony's spiritual intelligence and began to practice. However, over time, the Yin Iron could absorb everything, even resentment, and the peony was inevitably affected by the resentment.

Jiang Cheng and Wei Ying carefully dug a circle of soil at the roots of the peony. After finding the Yin Iron fragment, they quickly sealed it, added all the soil they had dug back, and set up a simple spirit gathering formation and protective formation for the peony. The matter was over.

Only after Jiang Cheng and the other two left Tanzhou did the flower girl breathe a sigh of relief.