The spread of good poetry is extremely fast, not to mention the girls of Wanhualou to publicize it.

On the third day, everyone in Lin'an City knew the poem "Song of the Goose", and even children could read it completely.

Zhang Heng and Xu Qing'an's poems, although they have also been circulated, are only a foil compared to "Song of the Goose".

At first, the disciples of Jiangmen didn't believe that "Song of the Goose" came out of Liu Che's mouth, but according to the results of previous years, Liu Che was not criticized by that group of readers, so he could be regarded as buying good poetry!

It's more that Liu Che greets them, or they meet and help Liu Che do those poor scholars!

Now the sound of chanting "Song of the Goose" is everywhere in Lin'an City, and the group of scholars did not refute that the poem came out of Liu Che's mouth.

The disciples of Jiangmen were happy all of a sudden!

Liu Che is this strange thing, and finally gave them a long face!

This poem is worth buying!

As a result, Liu Che has become a hero in the hearts of Jiangmen's disciples in the past few days, three meals a day, and enough!

Liu Che also enjoys this feeling of being revered, as long as he is free, others call him, and those who come will not refuse!

Eight rounds a day, that's the norm!

Wanhualou, private room.

"Wen Yu, in two days, Old Man Song's house will hold a poetry meeting, will you go?" Song Gongming, who was holding a wine glass and his face was a little red after drinking, asked Liu Che.

Wen Yu is Liu Che's character, Song Gongming is older than Liu Che, and he is also the third son of Zhenguo Gong.

Although the two of their fathers are both national princes and their pronunciation is similar, the 'town' of Song Gongming's father is much higher than that of Liu Che's father's 'Zheng'.

"What are you going to do? I don't know how many pounds and taels I have? Liu Che said with a smile.

Messing with juniors like Zhang Heng, he doesn't have any pressure, anyway, even if they know that he bought the song "Song of the Goose", as long as no one comes out to admit it, he will kill him!

If you really go to the Song Dynasty Confucianism to participate in the poetry meeting, isn't that looking for death?

How far is he from Song Daru, isn't he clear himself?

"I think you can go! Let's continue to grow a long face for our disciples! ”

Liu Che drank the wine in the cup, he felt a little funny, Song Gongming was too drunk, right?

When he turned his head to look, he saw Song Gongming's face full of drunkenness, but his eyes were staring at him with blazing eyes, and he chuckled in his heart.

"Go down first!" Song Gongming waved his hand to let the girls who accompanied the wine in the private room go out, and some of the generals who were sitting with them at the table saw that Song Gongming had something to say to Liu Che, so they also went out with the girls in their arms.

"Third brother, what's the matter? To engage in such a big battle? ”

"It's not a big deal, the old man of my family originally wanted to tell my uncle and the second child of his family about family affairs, but the old man Song was unwilling to marry his daughter and disliked my family's martial arts, so your third brother wanted you to kill the prestige of the old man Song."

There were just the two of them in the room, and Song Gongming didn't hide it, and he wasn't afraid that Liu Che would tell his family's ugliness.

When Liu Che heard this, his whole person was not good!

He knew that he could eat this thing, so why did he come?

"Third brother, I can't handle this matter either! Third brother, you know, those poems of mine were bought for money! ”

Liu Che opened his mouth with some embarrassment, for the sake of the Song family to offend a well-known Confucian, a fool would do such a thing!

"Wen Yu, don't be busy refusing yet! If you can buy a poem that will shut up the readers, you can buy another one! Of course, the third brother won't let you be busy in vain, after the matter is completed, when you reach the crown, I will ask my father to run a guerrilla captain for you, how about it? ”

Liu Che's eyes lit up and calmed down again.

Song Gongming didn't mention the benefits just now, Liu Che naturally refused if he could, but now that Song Gongming said that he could operate an idle position as a guerrilla lieutenant, then he could consider it!

His father is Zheng Guogong, it stands to reason that it is not difficult to operate for him, and it is not difficult to get an idle position as a captain, but if you want to go up and can't let people gossip, then you have to rely on military merits or other merits!

But if Song Gongming and his family want to operate him as a guerrilla captain first, then his father can still operate it for him, and no one can say anything!

Besides, he relied on his own ability to obtain the official position, and in front of his father, he could also raise his head.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Che didn't agree to pack the ticket, but just said to Song Gongming: "Third brother, I'll try to do this!" If it can be done, it is naturally good! But if it doesn't work, I don't have a trick! Poetry is not a girl from Wanhualou, there is something to say! ”

"Understood! There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts! As long as Wen Yu helps you do this, the third brother will miss you. ”

"Haha, thank you third brother first!" Liu Che also knew that Song Gongming was talking about the scene, but no one was stupid when the sedan chair carried people.

The two touched each other, and after drinking a glass of wine, Song Gongming tapped the table and smiled: "What about people?" There's no one to drink with my brother anymore! ”

"Third brother, you're happy, you sit down first, I'll call people back."

After a while, the private room was lively again.

The group walked out of Wanhualou drunk, and when Liu Che was about to say goodbye to everyone, a servant-like subordinate ran to Liu Che and said, "Young Master Liu, my Young Master Qin is waiting for you next to you." ”

"Young Master Qin? What Young Master Qin? Liu Che is also a little drunk, in the past few days, there are all kinds of young masters in the disciples, where can he tell who is who?

"Young Master Qin Yu."

"Qin Yu?" When Liu Che heard this name, the wine also sobered up for three points. "He's waiting for me here?"

"It's in the carriage." The servant who came to report pointed to the carriage not far away and said.

"Okay, I'll say hello and I'll go over."

After Liu Che responded to this person, he clasped his fists at the group of people standing at the door and said, "Brothers, go slowly!" I'll go talk to Qin Yu. ”

Everyone said goodbye to him one after another, and Liu Che walked to the carriage where Qin Yu was with the support of his subordinates.

Seeing Liu Che leaving, the group at the gate of Wanhualou did not disperse, and someone asked curiously: "How did Liu Che get involved with that guy Qin Yu?" ”

"Maybe Liu Dagongzi's poems were bought from Qin Yu!"

"Haha, you're really good at laughing! If Qin Yu could write that kind of poem, would those poor scholars not want to see him? Hearing someone ridicule like this, someone immediately retorted.

The crowd was also laughing!

This guy Qin Yu is even more strange than Liu Che in their circle, and they really look down on Qin Yu!

A good disciple of the sect has to be stuck in the pile of poor scholars, and the key is not to get in!

"In my opinion! It may be that Qin Yu saw that Liu Dagongzi was treated well by that group of poor scholars, so he also wanted to inquire with Liu Dagongzi about who bought the poems, and he could also buy a copy of it, so as to enter the circle of that group of poor and sour literati! ”

"Haha, that's right!"

"Lao Zhang, your opinion is to the point!"

"Why didn't I find out before, Young Master Zhang, that you are so good at seeing things?"

"If I were Qin Yu, I would do the same!"