Thinking about it, even if Song Runmo has a little talent now, he is just an ancient, can he compare to a person like them?

Even if they don't follow the path of literature, they can break through from other aspects, after all, they have five thousand years of knowledge reserves from country H.

Song Runmo opened his name by painting, and was invited to participate in many literati activities, of course, he did not hide his clumsiness, one day at the Donglin Poetry Conference to make a map of the country, excellent painting skills, many people were amazed.

A wealthy merchant who liked to collect paintings immediately offered 10,000 taels of silver to buy the painting, but was rejected by Runmo.

In this way, many people in the poetry club are jealous, it is not that they do not have good paintings, but their paintings can be sold for a hundred taels of silver, which is very good, and this Song Runmo's paintings are worth 10,000 gold, and they are not sold.

Such a gap is really uncomfortable.

At the same time, Shen Yushu and Xiao Leyue are uncomfortable, although the two of them are famous in the capital, no one pays them ten thousand dollars to chant poetry.

But they are all literati, and they are dignified literati, how can they be full of copper smell.

However, they couldn't be compared to a native, so Lu Yu, who had been trying to convince them, gave an idea.

If Song Runmo's paintings can be sold for money, why can't their poems?

Lu Yu, who is very business-minded, immediately suggested that the two of them unify the poems into a book, make a poetry collection and sell it at a high price and in limited quantities.

Runmo, who heard the news, only sighed twice, and sure enough, these guys can do anything for fame and fortune.

It's really shameless to plagiarize other people's achievements and publish a book.

However, this does not prevent Shen and Xiao from being sought after by many literati, and in that way, it is really a bit expensive in Luoyang and hard to find.

So on the second day, it was rumored that Song Runmo's paintings would be auctioned in Yipinlou, and the starting price was 10,000 gold.

Hearing this news, many people feel that this capital is really lively.

Naturally, the news reached the ears of the empress in the palace.

"Xiuwen heard that Yushu and Le Yue have published a collection of poems? Is it hard to find? ”

The empress sitting in the imperial study looked at the seemingly indifferent handsome man in front of her.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Du Xiuwen, who is today's Du Cheng, corresponded.

Hearing this, the empress smiled: "Xiuwen still has a good vision for you, these two people are getting more and more promising." ”

"Then Your Majesty wants to leave the palace and go see the two of them?" Du Xiuwen asked casually.

The empress shook her head: "I still have so many government affairs to deal with, how can I get out?" ”

Du Xiuwen was a little stunned when he heard this, after all, the empress listened to him the most, since he supported her to the throne, to be honest, the empress was raised by him a little wasted, and her behavior became more and more absurd, however, he did not stop it, nor did he intend to correct her, it would be better if she continued to be absurd, and he ...... Slightly hooked his lips, he bowed and said, "Then Weichen will not disturb His Majesty's office." ”

"Xiuwen, are you going to leave just now? Why don't you stay with me? ”

The empress raised her eyes to look at him, and there seemed to be reluctance in her eyes!

Du Xiuwen naturally knew the empress's thoughts about him, he was also a teacher and friend to her, and now he had added something else.

Just looking at this girl he has protected since he was six years old, his mood is also a little complicated, but he can't be the man who crouches under the woman.

"Your Majesty, there is still something in Weichen's family, so I will leave first." After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for the empress to agree.

Xia Ying looked at his departing back and showed a bitter smile.

It seems that I will never be able to enter his heart!

Looking at the folds piled on the table, the empress lost interest in watching.