At the same time, the study in Yunzhou is also very lively, not only the study is full, but even the outside of the study is crowded and crowded.

These people are all scholars in Yunzhou City and the vicinity, and there are many well-known talents and writers among them.

They were all invited by Yunzhou Shuzhai to appreciate a peerless poem.

"Zeguo entered the war map, and the people were happy to be happy. Relying on your words to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, good poems, good poems, we haven't published such good poems for many years! ”

"Yes, it's a pity that such a good poem has no title, otherwise it will be recorded in the history of my great work!"

"Alas, it is always the common people and the lowest soldiers who suffer from the war, look at the displaced people in the city, I really hope that the war will not spread to our Yunzhou City."

Everyone looked at the poems on the table and was full of emotion, and some of the readers who fled from Shahe Pass couldn't help but shed tears.

"Mr. Liu, who wrote this poem, can you let us meet this brother?" At this moment, a Xiucai from Shaheguan looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the main seat with a smile on his face.

Now that Yunzhou is in turmoil, you can see the fleeing people everywhere, and this poem is undoubtedly written on the hearts of everyone.

Many readers even regard the author of this poem as an idol, and they all want to see who the author of this poem is at this time.

As soon as Xiucai's words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on the old man, and his eyes were full of expectation.

At this time, the old man was gnawing on the chicken leg while buckling his feet, and from time to time he put his foot picking hand under his nose to smell it.

The old man's name is Liu Zhongtian, he is the gentleman of Yunzhou Study, born in a scholarly family, and he was selected for Xiucai at the age of fourteen.

Originally, the future was bright, but his family had no choice but to fall into the middle of the road, and caught up with the famine, and the whole family died so that he was the only one left.

In the early years, when he was not famous, in order to make a living, he served as a soldier, had to eat, and even worked as a storyteller in the Qinglou.

As a result, he developed the habit of being sloppy, even in front of his own students, and did not pay attention to his image at all.

However, although Liu Zhongtian looks old and unserious, he has a belly of ink, and I don't know how many articles and poems he has written.

It is a well-known literary master in Daqian, and his status in the literary world is second only to the Lucheng Lu sacrifice wine of Guozijian.

But compared with Lu Sacrifice Wine, Liu Zhongtian was a little more debauched.

And there is no gentle and elegant temperament of other readers, but more like an old naughty boy with a childlike heart.

I saw Liu Zhongtian wipe his beard with his oil-stained hands, smiled obscenely, and said: "The old man can understand your feelings, but I am afraid that you will not be able to do so, because this poem is from Shaheguan, and its author is not in my Yunzhou City." ”

"From Shahe Pass? Why didn't I know that there were still such people in Shaheguan who had the world in mind and were talented? An old gentleman from Shaheguan frowned.

Others were also puzzled, although Shaheguan is a major border city, it is the second largest city in Yunzhou.

But Shaheguan has always been martial and light, and there are very few scholars, if there is such a talent, how can everyone not hear of it.

"Mr. Liu, don't sell it, tell us who this person is, right?" A personable boy said.

"Hehehe, I believe everyone has heard his name, he is the concubine appointed by the emperor today, Yu Haoyu who is both civil and military!"

Liu Zhongtian said, not only gave a thumbs up, but also raised his head, as if he was not praising Yu Hao, but him Liu Zhongtian.

"Yu Hao? Is that the son of Yue Guogong? I heard that Yu Hao is not a person who does not learn and is greedy for pleasure? How could he compose such a poem? A young brother who had been to Wudu City asked suspiciously.

At this moment, a middle-aged Confucian slapped him on the head and said angrily: "Don't say bad things about the little lord, if it weren't for the little lord who resisted the barbarian army at Shahe Pass, I'm afraid our entire Yunzhou would have fallen." ”

"Lord Yu not only disregarded his safety, but traveled thousands of miles from Wudu City to support Yunzhou, and his Haoyue store is also receiving refugees from Shaheguan for free.

"That's right, you can still stand here and talk well now because Lord Yu is fighting bloodily in front, even if you are not grateful to Dade, what should you be guilty of saying bad things about Lord Yu like this?"

Many of the people present heard about Tai Hao's deeds, and they all admired Hao, and they all stood up to accuse Brother Gongzi at this time.

"I'm so ashamed to be in the company of you, and it's even more shameful to sit next to you!"

Brother Childe's table mate glared at Brother Childe angrily, looking indignant.

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited, Brother Gongzi knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he left the Yunzhou study in a gloomy manner.

He had been to Wudu City two years ago, and Yu Hao's notoriety had already spread throughout Wudu City, and he didn't expect Yu Hao to change so much in the past two years.

Seeing that Brother Gongzi had run away, everyone calmed down the anger in their hearts.

"Come on, come on, don't let such rumor-mongering villains spoil your Yaxing, let's continue."

"By the way, Mr. Liu, since you can get the poems written by Lord Yu for the first time, are you very familiar with Lord Yu? Tell us the story of Lord Yu! ”

Liu Zhongtian showed a mysterious smile, he used to be a guest of the Pingnan Palace, and he was half a teacher of the Yunjing County Lord.

Yu Hao's poem was also written down by the county lord of Yunjing and sent to him, as for Yu Hao, he had never seen it at all, so how could he be familiar?

Despite this, Liu Zhongtian still said: "You have guessed that Lord Yu and I are friends for the New Year, since I can't hide it from you, then the old man will satisfy your curiosity and tell you the story of Lord Yu!" ”

Liu Zhongtian has a big hobby in his life, which is bragging, especially in front of these young people, bragging is even more handy.

Anyway, with his position in the literary world, no matter what he says, these people will believe it.

As a person who loves to brag, how can you let go of such a good opportunity?

Listening to Liu Zhongtian's words, everyone suddenly became interested, and hurriedly sat upright, like students in the school, looking at Liu Zhongtian expectantly.

There were no seats, and the literati and artists crowded at the door of the study pricked up their ears, eager to poke their heads into the study.

Everyone's reaction made Liu Zhongtian very satisfied, and he immediately cleared his throat and changed to a serious expression.

"It is said that Yu Hao, the son of the Duke of Yueguo, is handsome and chic, extraordinary, born with a magnificent head, and is actually a dragon and phoenix among people, and the emperor takes a fancy to this son at a glance, and he will marry the most precious daughter to him."

"And Yu Hao has also been outstanding since he was a child, and he was born with a vision, and he ...... on the night he was born."