At the Jiangnan Poetry Conference, although Gu Beichuan did not come, with the help of Zhen Renyi's mouth, the poem "Huainan Snow Gift Renyi" has become completely popular.

In contrast, the water stream though is on the spot.

However, its small belly and chicken intestines, small amount and jealousy can only cause people to be disgusted.

In this way, the two compared and made a judgment in an instant.

"Huainan Shijun, he is really talented!"

"Alas, I don't know which string of Shuixi is wrong, and I have to compete with Huainan Shijun."

"Speaking of which, that Huainan poet is also surnamed Gu, it is really a comparison, and it is also compared with Gu Xingwen, and what does it have to do with Shuixi."

When Zhen Renyi heard this, he frowned a little. In his heart, his mentor is a pioneer with lofty ideas of the way of science and technology.

Gu Xingwen is just a yellow-mouthed child, how can he be compared with his teacher?

So he couldn't help but say: "Everyone, the talent of my teacher is obvious to all. ”

"This fame, if he really wants it, but he can get it at his fingertips."

"It's just that the teacher has an indifferent temperament, has other desires, and never sticks to fame."

"Please don't compare him with Gu Xingwen again, if you really want to compare, we will be the disciples of the teacher, and in the spring of the next year, we can compete with one of them in the examination room."

When everyone heard this, they were all speechless.

You know, which one is Gu Xingwen!

In the territory of Daqian, the youngest person lifted.

And you, Zhen Renyi, have failed two consecutive attempts, and if you count this time, it will already be the third time.

Where does the confidence come from to compete with others?

However, Zhen Renyi had just taken Shuixi away, and they didn't refute his face, but just said kindly: "Huainan Gu Shijun, although he is not very old, he is also a figure who has already taught and educated people, and he should be counted as an elder. ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Everyone was talking, but on the high platform, Mr. Wuliu suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Benevolence, Chu Ge." Your teacher is very talented, and his poetry is really superb. ”

"I want to hold another poetry meeting and talk about the beauty of poetry with them."

"What do you think?"

Rumble.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in a commotion again.

Mr. Wuliu has a transcendent status in the Jiangnan literary circle.

On weekdays, if it is not an important occasion, even they are difficult to see.

But now, he took the initiative to hold a poetry meeting and invited Huainan Gu Shijun to meet.

This...... This is already the acquaintance of that Gu Shijun as a person of the same generation!

How rare!

But even so, Zhen Renyi and Chen Chuge were a little hesitant.

Mr. Wuliu is a well-deserved Confucian in the literary world, and he personally put down his body to invite him, and he should have agreed.

But their teacher seems to be a little less obsessed with literature, but he can make so many excellent poems.

So at the moment, they promised no, and they didn't say no.

After thinking about it for a long time, I had to say: "Mr. Wuliu invited, and I am very honored to study in Nanshan." ”

"It's just that we are the children of people, but we can't make decisions for our teacher, so we can only pass on the invitation of my husband to my teacher."

"What do you think?"

"Hahaha, as it should be." Seeing this, Mr. Goyanagi was not angry, but responded with a hearty laugh.

In this way, the Jiangnan Poetry Society came to an end.

And the name of Huainan poet has also spread all over the south of the Yangtze River!

Subsequently, the two counties of Jianghuai passed a year in the cold winter wax moon.

Red lanterns were hung in every house, and red couplets were pasted.

It seems that he hopes to use this festive and fiery red to dilute the cold of winter.

Gu Beichuan did not live in Nanshan at this time.

Instead, he returned to his house in Huainan, and there were only some domestic servants in the house except for Fu Bo.

More than a dozen people were scattered around the log table, forming a large circle.

In the middle of the round wooden table is a hot pot that exudes steaming heat.

On the edge, there is a wooden shelf containing various ingredients.

"Don't be stunned, let's eat."

Gu Beichuan spoke, but the servants still twisted and pinched, not daring to move the chopsticks.

The hierarchy of the great cadres was strict, and for the slaves, it was a taboo to eat at the table.

So, they didn't dare.

Seeing this, Gu Beichuan frowned and said, "It's cold and lonely, this year really doesn't have a New Year's flavor." ”

"If you don't move your chopsticks yet, don't you want to make me angry?"

As soon as these words came out, the house slaves trembled, and then they didn't dare to say while moving their chopsticks.

Fu Bo sat beside Gu Beichuan, although he was old, after practicing the method of recuperation and recuperation given by Li Dongbi, he did not feel old, but a little energetic.

"Fu Bo, you followed me to Huainan, I'm afraid it's been more than a few months."

"These days, you've worked hard."

After that, Gu Beichuan picked up a glass of warm wine and gave it to Fu Bo.

When Fu Bo saw this scene, he immediately got up and said, "Young master's daughter, toast the old slave, how to make it, how to make it!" ”

"Don't say such things, you have watched me grow up since I was a child, and everyone in the Gu Mansion really treats you as a slave?"

"If you want, I will abolish your slave status, give you enough money, buy a house in Huainan, and live for a long time from now on."

Gu Beichuan thought that when he said this, Fu Bo would be happy.

After all, who wants to be a slave all the time?

But who would have thought that instead of the slightest joy, Fauber seemed a little frightened!

When he knelt down, he said in fear: "Young master, isn't it these days, where is the old man not doing well enough, you want to drive me away." ”

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he was also stunned, and said: "No, I just think that you have also reached the age of recuperation, so it is better to settle down earlier and rest for a long time." ”

"Young master, don't say such things, the old man swore in front of the young lady's grave that he would take care of you for the rest of your life."

"If the young master doesn't want me, the old man will never live, and he should follow the young lady."

"You... If it's true, that's it, then you can follow me, but in the past, don't do some heavy work yourself, and leave it to the people below. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, young master."

"Young master, master, I heard that the New Year is approaching, and I miss you very much. I wrote a letter to my family, and I only arrived yesterday, so I'll get it for you. ”

"Go ahead."

After a while, Gu Beichuan looked at Gu Jun's handwriting on the rice paper and was silent for a while.

"My son:

The spring of the coming year is coming, your second brother Xingwen, talented and intelligent, according to the academy teaching, it is very likely that even the middle school three yuan, is the first auxiliary asset!

You've had enough fun outside, and my body is not as good as day by day, so I'll come back early, inherit the family business, and become Xingwen's right and left hand.

Don't read it. ”

In addition to the sentence "Don't read it", how many words of concern does this letter have? Is it really a father's letter to his son?

Moreover, in the spring of the next year, the bet between him and the businessmen is about to be fulfilled, and it is the critical period for Feihong to take off, and it is impossible to go back at this time!

"Fauber, write a letter to my father for me, and I'll go out for a walk."

"Young master, you haven't eaten yet."

"Come back and eat again."

“……”