"What did Gu Gongzi say just now?"

"Your Excellency, I don't know that there is something special in my restaurant, and I will not take out drinks."

Hearing this, Xiang Zhirou didn't say anything, but Xiaohong frowned and shouted:

"What's so special? Open the door to do business, and meet the needs of customers. ”

"My son-in-law doesn't want you to do anything difficult, just bring some wine, can't it be done?"

Xiaohong is also a maid in the Jingwang Mansion, she has seen a lot of big people on weekdays, and she has learned some momentum.

It's a pity that Gu Beichuan was not moved at all, but just smiled so that people couldn't find fault with it, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"You ......"

"Enough!" Xiaohong wanted to say more, but was stopped by Xiang Zhirou, and she was suddenly a little aggrieved.

Xiang Zhirou knows that since everyone can write such poems, their morale must be extremely high, how can they be frightened by your three-legged cat kung fu.

Besides, she came out this time for Gu Beichuan.

How can there be a conflict as soon as we meet?

"Xiaohong, if you don't feel comfortable staying here, go back early."

"Don't rush into Gu Gongzi."

"Childe ......" Xiaohong was stunned, for the first time in so many years, she saw Miss talking to her in this tone, and she immediately panicked, and there was a faint mist in her eyes.

"It's okay, don't worry about me." Gu Beichuan Road.

When Xiaohong heard him say this, she stopped talking and honestly followed behind Xiang Zhirou, acting as a transparent person.

"Gu Gongzi, this wine can't be taken out, so can I finish it here?"

"Where is Childe saying, the wine is used to drink, and Childe wants to drink, so he has no choice." Gu Beichuan couldn't laugh or cry.

"However, with so much wine, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to drink it alone."

"If Gu Gongzi is not busy, why don't you have a few drinks with him?"

Xiang Zhirou said what she thought in her heart, her eyes were full of expectation, and she hid a little shyness.

Gu Beichuan wanted to refuse, but looking at the other party's eyes, for some reason, his heart softened.

Besides, they had almost provoked a conflict between their master and servant. At this time, this request can no longer be granted, which inevitably seems a little impersonal.

So he had no choice but to say: "Since the son has this Yaxing, Beichuan should accompany him." ”

"Gu Gongzi, please sit down!" Xiang Zhirou tried her best to suppress the joy in her tone.

Afterwards, the two started talking while drinking.

Actually, it was said that it was talking, but more often than not, Xiang Zhirou was asking, and Gu Beichuan was answering.

After talking for a while, Gu Beichuan became puzzled.

This son of a family, why does he look like a curious baby?

I like to ask about everything, I want to know everything.

After knowing that he was from Jiangnan, he asked around Jiangnan.

For example, what is the difference between Jiangnan and Huainan?

What are the authentic delicacies in Gangnam?

It is said that Jiangnan women's skin is so tender that they can pinch out the water, is it true?

Gu Beichuan was helpless, so he had to answer them one by one.

As for Xiang Zhirou, the more she chatted, the happier she became.

Because Gu Beichuan seems to know everything and knows everything.

No matter what she asked, Gu Beichuan could give an answer.

Even if you really don't know, you can give a unique insight.

This made her admire Gu Beichuan more and more in her heart, and everyone deserved to be everyone.

It must have been through many roads that ordinary people have never walked, and seen many scenery that ordinary people have never seen, so that at such an age, he can write such earth-shattering poems and ghosts.

After three rounds of drinking, Xiang Zhirou flew to her cheeks.

This time it's not that I'm shy, but I'm a little drunk.

Just now she only takes one sip of each wine, which is really not picky, but the amount of alcohol is not good.

Most of the four bottles of wine on the table went into Gu Beichuan's stomach.

But even so, she was still a little drunk.

In a trance, she looked up and looked out the window.

The original lush, verdant color has faded and replaced it with a dry yellow hue that symbolizes bleakness.

This is autumn!

Since ancient times, autumn has been so deserted, so impersonal, and never pleasant.

It would be nice to meet everyone Gu in the spring, Xiang Zhirou thought.

Thinking of this, she had a flash of inspiration and said:

"Brother Gu, you and I hit it off at first sight."

"The younger brother is also looking up to Brother Gu's literary talents, which coincides with this situation, I wonder if Brother Gu can compose a poem for me?"

"Poetry?" Gu Beichuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's okay, I haven't written poetry for a while." ”

Hearing that Gu Beichuan was going to compose a poem, the other guests in the restaurant also pricked up their ears.

You must know that the reason why Gu Beichuan has such a big reputation now is not because he can make wine.

In these days, it's not a good idea to make wine.

Being able to read is!

Can compose poetry!

If it weren't for the Huainan Poetry Society's fame, who would know who Gu Beichuan is now?

Even some guests simply stopped eating, stopped the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Gu Beichuan, and waited for his next step.

If you can come out of Feihong Restaurant today with a masterpiece that is famous in Huainan, I am afraid that the business will be much better, Gu Beichuan thought.

"I don't know what title Childe wants Beichuan to be a poem?"

"Why don't you take autumn as the theme?"

Autumn?

There were also many readers present, and when they heard this question, they couldn't help frowning.

You must know that in poetry and songs, autumn has always been associated with sadness.

Every autumn must be sad, this is about to become a law of poetry.

But throughout the ages, there have been so many masterpieces that are sad in autumn, and this theme has long been written badly.

If you want to write something new, it's hard!

But if you can't write anything new, I'm afraid that Gu Dongjia won't be able to come to the stage.

This man...... I'm afraid it's a bit of a problem!

Everyone present held their breath and stared, for fear of disturbing Gu Beichuan, and at the same time couldn't help but worry about him.

Even Xiang Zhirou herself realized the inappropriateness of this theme.

But she really didn't mean it, she just looked at the bleak and lonely autumn scene outside the window, and the sadness in her heart was unbearable.

At the same time, I regretted why I couldn't meet everyone Gu in the spring, so I subconsciously blurted out.

But at this time, it is too late to change your mind.

After all, the theme was set by you, and now you have to change it.

On the one hand, it is my own rudeness.

On the other hand, it is also distrustful of Gu everyone's poetic attainments.

Therefore, Xiang Zhirou fell into a dilemma. For a while, I didn't have an opinion, and I didn't know what to do.

However, Gu Beichuan always had a shallow smile on his face, and he never had the slightest concern.

Looking up at the window, I happened to see a red-crowned crane soaring upward, with the blue sky as the background, shuttling in the clouds and mist.

I had an idea at the moment, moistened my throat, and said:

"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring."

"When the sky is clear, the cranes line the clouds, and the poetry will be drawn to the blue sky!"

Poetry, in the whole restaurant, the needle can be heard!