This is how a farce ends.

Next, more than 30 bookstores in Huainan City were all returned to Feihong.

And the book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" also followed their channels, starting from the surrounding counties and counties, and quickly became popular all over the country.

It's just that it takes a little time.

……

One morning, although it had not yet snowed, there was frost.

The weather in Nanshanju is really a bit cold.

If there is no stove, Gu Beichuan is afraid that it will be difficult to pick up a pen.

In recent days, as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has become more and more widely spread, Gu Beichuan's update task has also increased.

He has to make sure that book lovers have books to read!

In this way, the popularity of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" can remain high.

Bang bang bang!

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the study.

When Gu Beichuan heard the voice, he frowned slightly, stopped his pen, and said, "Come in." ”

"The student is benevolent and righteous, and he meets the teacher."

Seeing that it was Zhen Renyi, Gu Beichuan's face softened a lot.

Although this child is born in a businessman, it is rare to have a pure heart.

If he is an official in the future, he should be a good official who can benefit one party.

And study hard, among more than ten children, the results have always been among the best.

"Spring is coming, can you have a good life recently?"

"Back to the teacher's words, the student has been sleeping day and night in recent years, and has memorized most of what you have written."

"Well, it's a lot of work. Remember, this book should be memorized until the spring season. At that time, you can be asked to wait for poetry and not be weaker than others. ”

"I'm looking for a teacher this time, but there's something I don't understand in the book?"

"No, the teacher's written talk is easy to understand. If students still don't understand this, they have really read poetry books for so many years in vain. ”

"Then why did you come this time?"

"Teacher, have you forgotten what the student said last time, the leader of the Jiangnan literary world, Mr. Wuliu invited him to a banquet?"

As soon as Zhen Renyi said this, Gu Beichuan remembered it.

At that time, it was already after the New Year, Zhen Renyi and others came back from Jiangnan County and mentioned this matter to themselves.

It's just that recently, he's been so busy with the bookstore that he's forgotten about it.

But even if he thought about it, Gu Beichuan didn't want to go.

It's really because now is a critical period for Feihong Bookstore.

And Feihong Bookstore is related to his series of plans in the future, so at this time he should focus on "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and update it more.

So that the channel of Feihong Bookstore can be expanded to Kyoto as soon as possible.

Instead of going to the poetry meeting of Nashlaozi, which had no effect.

Can... According to Zhen Renyi and others, Mr. Wuliu is quite famous, and people sincerely invite him. If you don't go, you will lose your courtesy.

Thinking about it, Gu Beichuan sighed and said, "As a teacher, I have been busy with the bookstore for a while, and I really can't get out of it. ”

"But since Mr. Wuliu sincerely invited, it is very inappropriate for me to refuse."

"In that case, it's better for you to go to the poetry meeting for me."

When Zhen Renyi heard this, his pupils contracted, his eyes widened, and he said in some astonishment: "But... However, the attainments of the teacher and the disciple in poetry are very different from yours. ”

"Wouldn't it be a shame to go rashly?"

"So what, write a poem for the teacher and bring it to you, won't everything be fine?"

Zhen Renyi was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that it could still be like this?

Immediately, he became a little excited, if this matter is successful, he may be able to get a reputation for thousands of miles of poetry.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Beichuan picked up another piece of rice paper and picked up the pen.

Just before putting down the pen, he paused slightly and asked, "What is the life of Mr. Wuliu?" ”

When Zhen Renyi heard this, he didn't know what his teacher meant, but he still said respectfully: "If you want to talk about Mr. Wuliu, how can it be that your friend Qin Xiuwen Qin is more familiar to everyone." ”

"Back then, he and Mr. Wuliu, as well as Hu Yanhu, who is now hot in the Kyoto literary world, were both classmates and friends."

"The three of them are equally brilliant and talented."

"It's just that the court is windy, and the Qin people don't know how to hide and be clumsy, so that they die halfway, and they will eventually go to Huainan to teach and educate people."

"Hu Yanhu and everyone know how to live with the light and dust, and protect their lives wisely, so that at this moment, they are still ranked among the country's priests and in a high position."

"And Mr. Wuliu has a stronger temperament than the two of them, and he once angrily accused the Yang family of the fourth and third princes of colluding with the party and causing trouble to the court."

"Your Majesty appreciated his talent and saved his life."

"It's a pity that if I offended the Yang family, the road to officialdom was naturally cut off."

"After Mr. Wuliu heard this, he angrily picked up the pen and left a sentence that he would not bend his waist for five buckets of rice in this life, and then returned to Jiangnan and returned to the countryside."

Hearing this, Rao is Gu Beichuan couldn't help but bow slightly, and praised: "He is worthy of being the leader of the Jiangnan literary world, and he is really outstanding!" ”

"In that case, I will compose a poem and give it to Mr. Goyanagi."

In other words, Gu Beichuan wrote with wild grass!

In an instant, a new psalm came to life.

Zhen Renyi stepped forward to take a look, and was immediately shocked!

Although he has been reciting the writings of his teacher, his attainments in poetry have been improving by leaps and bounds in recent times.

But even so, he still couldn't understand how his teacher could have written such a poem without the slightest preparation, but only on the premise of hearing about Mr. Goyanagi's life.

There are some people in this world who really can't be judged by common sense.

"The teacher is talented, and the students worship him."

"Don't say these useless words, take the poems, and come back quickly after attending the poetry meeting. Spring is coming, and you children have precious time, so you can't delay. ”

"No!"

……

A few days later, the Jiangnan Poetry Club.

At this time, it was already frosty and snowy.

In such weather, a poetry meeting can be held, which is naturally a face-saving experience for Mr. Goyanagi.

But even so, the students present were all brocade hats and mink furs, with stoves.

After all, spring is coming, at this time, if you catch the wind cold and delay the test, wouldn't it hurt?

"I've already arrived, why hasn't the poetry begun yet?"

"Brother Guo, you don't know yet, this poetry meeting is not for us, but Mr. Wuliu specially opened it in order to invite that Huainan poet to the banquet!"

"Huainan Shijun? is that Gu Shijun, who has only been famous for more than a month, and has become famous in poetry? ”

"Not bad! It's him, some time ago, his son Zhen Renyi came back for the New Year, and he used a song "Huainan Snow Gift Renyi" to make my Jiangnan literary circle unable to raise his head. ”

"What, he's so powerful? Could it be that even Mr. Goyanagi is not as good as him? ”

"I don't know about the scriptures, but in terms of poetry, this Huainan poet is afraid that it will be difficult to meet an opponent, and even Mr. Wuliu himself admits it, I am afraid it is difficult to match."

"Hey, it's really amazing, no wonder I can get the title of this poet."

Just as everyone was praising each other, a cold snort suddenly came out.

"Hmph, it's just a little vain, so how can Huainan Shijun write poetry, what can he do? Isn't there still no fame? ”

"It's not even a showman, it's just a white body."