Shao Yunduan was taken aback by the Emperor's praise. He even questioned whether he was looking at his own work.
He knew the true caliber of his composition.
It was an ordinary piece, perhaps commendable in the eyes of average scholars, but among the esteemed gathering of scholars present, including many renowned and accomplished individuals, it should not have stood out.
As the Primus, he understood that not all advanced scholars excelled in poetry. Thus, it was normal for the Primus to produce a more ordinary piece among such esteemed experts. No one would suspect his lack of talent.
Therefore, he had felt little pressure while crafting this particular poem.
Yet, he couldn't comprehend why the Emperor had spoken so highly of it.
Emperor Xuan, in his praise, ordered his attendants to give the poem a closer look. What more could they do?
