Han Yu took what Gu Juan had written, frowned and said, "Miss, did you compose these poems yourself?"

"Naturally not, I see that what your young lady says on weekdays looks like a learned person?"

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Gu Juan didn't spend much time learning to write traditional Chinese characters during this time, so many of the characters were written very strangely. It is also rare for Han Yu to be able to see clearly, at this time Han Yu read softly: "Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and all the horses are sad. ”

The woman's voice was gentle, but she read the pride of the poem.

"It's true that this poem can't be written by a young lady, but I don't know if that great minister made such a poem?"

Gu Juan smiled and said, "It's indeed an amazing character, but Hanyu, you don't have a chance to see it again." ”

Han Yu continued to copy, Gu Juan didn't write for a long time, but this one really wrote word by word.

Half an hour later, Hanyu put down the pen and picked up the papers, and a few myths flashed in his eyes.

"What's your favorite?"

"I like them all, but I don't know if those strange people make such beautiful verses?"

Gu Juan didn't speak, but at this time he remembered the face of the Chinese teacher.

"Send someone tonight to bring this thing to Wang Kai. ”

"Do you want to bring something to Childe?"

"No, just send it over. ”

There are many poets in the Ming and Qing dynasties, although they are not as remarkable as the poems of the Tang and Song dynasties, but they have a unique flavor, Gu Juan especially likes Gong Zizhen's poems, although regardless of current affairs, most of them are standing on the height of history, asking questions, expressing feelings, Gu Juan appreciates this very much.

Brilliant poems, though gratifying, are not as meaningful as such poems.

After Gu Juan fell asleep, Hanyu took her things, dressed up in disguise, and was ready to deliver things in person.

When I arrived at the Xia Mansion, I entered from the small door, and in a hall with mottled shadows, I saw Wang Kai who was waiting. Hanyu gave the things to Wang Kai.

"Childe, during the time I followed Miss, I felt more and more that she was not an ordinary person, any of these poems, if they were sung, they would be regarded as good sentences, but this Miss wrote dozens of poems, which is really strange. “

Wang Kai frowned and looked at them one by one.

In this way, Hanyu should also rest assured, she is indeed a person worth following, and one day, her long-cherished wish will come true. ”

Hanyu smiled slightly, looking at the pitch-black sky.

"I always felt that the young lady should have noticed it, after all, she trusted me too much, it was really unreasonable. ”

Wang Kai put down the things in his hand and said, "How is it unreasonable?"

When Han Yu heard Wang Kai say this, he suddenly smiled and said, "If all the lovers in this world are like Childe and Miss, then there will probably be no so-called crazy men and women in this world, right?"

Wang Kai smiled and did not speak.

In the past few days, Gu Juan has often soaked in the teahouse, sitting all morning, not for anything else, just to verify whether her method is effective.

Sure enough, the poets at this time actually have the same thing as the stars of the previous life, the former fans chase poetry, and the latter chase works. It is rumored that there is a scholar named Wang Kai in Jinke who is not only handsome and handsome, like a celestial, but also makes a good poem.

Fame, that's probably what it means.

"If life is only as it first sees, this poem is very compatible with Childe. ”

Hanyu said.

Indeed, not to mention the rest, Wang Kai's skin is really one in a hundred, and with this poem full of literary and fanning poetry, it will indeed attract a large number of female fans.

"Miss, Miss, I heard that Wang Gongzi, Young Master and Xu Gongzi are participating in a poetry meeting at Yanqi Lake, should we go and join in the fun?"

Gu Juan frowned, and said, "Your young lady and I don't know how to compose poems, where are you going?"

………

"Didn't Miss write so many poems silently some time ago?"

"Yes, it's all written silently, so naturally I didn't copy it. ”

Hanyu silently praised her young lady's sincerity in her heart.

"You send it to Huangfu to spread a message, and say that you will ask your godfather to go to the old man for the life-long event of your daughter, and send a poem by the way. ”

"Miss, do you want it?"

"Yes, let's go. ”

After Hanyu went out, Gu Juan picked up a cup of tea and drank it a little leisurely.

She was on the second floor, and she could see the scene in the lobby on the first floor, which was the time of day.

The table sitting in the middle seemed to be talking about the Northwest Question, Gu Juan was originally a little interested in this matter, so he calmed down and listened to them carefully.

These people still looked like traders from the north and south, and one of them had a deep face that seemed to have foreign blood and a man said: "This time I returned from Shaanxi, but it was also nine deaths, last winter, I robbed twenty-eight prefectures and counties, I thought that these robbers could stop a little, but in March this year, they began to rob Yanshou repeatedly, and I still have some old friends in the borderland, but I don't know how." ”

At this time, another man spoke: "I heard that the Qi County generation has ten rooms and nine emptiness, and the souls of 200,000 people are still not at peace, and the soldiers of the guard station are like empty places, and the loyal soul of General Zhang Shizhong is especially present last year, so how can he be blinded!"

After these remarks, the originally bustling teahouse instantly became quiet.

In such silence, some people sighed: "Sheji calms the hearts of the courtiers, drives away ghosts and ghosts without a truce, looks at the slanting sun, shines on the earth, and turns from the beginning." ”

The sound of gloom, the listener sighed.

Rao is Gu Juan also felt a grief in his heart, and the loyal man died in the army.

What a sorrow.

Gu Juan couldn't help but want to look at the one who spoke, and when he looked at it, he saw that this person had a handsome face and a sassy temperament, similar to Gu Zhi's age, but he had the sharpness of a young man.

Gu Juan called Xiao Er and asked, "Who is the surname of the person who spoke just now, and which master is it?"

"The little one didn't know that it was the old man, but I heard that this person seemed to be from Wuju, and his surname seemed to be Yu, and his accent seemed to be from Fujian. ”

Gu Juan rewarded him with two points of silver, and sent him away.

"Yu, Fujian?"

Gu Juan was stunned suddenly, patted his head, and secretly said in his heart, this guy is the barbarian general known as Yu Long Qihu, Yu Dayou. But I don't know why this guy came to Jingshi.

Just when Gu Juan was guessing here, Xiao Er went down and said something to Yu Dayou, and Yu Dayou walked up to the second floor and walked in the direction of Gu Juan.

Gu Juan was stunned for a while.

She didn't call this one up, did she?