A few days later, early in the morning.

Hou Ji was full of joy and held several red sandalwood boxes, which were padded with soft red silk cloth, and inside were all precious knick-knacks.

Small and exquisite, like a handicraft, Hou Ji is afraid of breaking it.

"Xiangye, the wine glass is fired, take a look."

Chen Chao nodded, "um", and opened the box casually.

In the box, there are several azure porcelain wine glasses, which are like smoke and rain smeared, which makes people love it. The glass has a round mouth and a very thin base, as if it can be pinched with a gentle hand.

Chen Chao nodded in satisfaction.

This thing is best used in literati meetings.

As for the wine cup made of gold and silver, a few days ago, there were craftsmen with a small hammer knocked out, the workmanship is several times more exquisite than these ceramics, the wine cup made of gold and silver is also carved with a variety of strange ancient beasts, symbolizing identity, and it is best to give it to Emperor Yongxing.

In the past few days of preparing for the Nanshan Poetry Conference, Chen Chao also learned why the poem appeared at the poetry meeting in the Yanwang Mansion.

It also happened that it was because of a prisoner named Su Ren'an.

This person and Fang Xiu are inextricably linked, at the beginning, in order to let the children in several counties have books to read, Chen Chao asked Fang Xiu to invite three or two friends to teach the little doll to read.

Originally, he didn't hold out much hope, but Fang Xiu took it seriously.

After Fang Xiu returned, he wrote letters to several colleagues, asking them to send some people to teach the children to read, including Guozi's sacrificial wine.

Su Ren'an, as the prisoner of the Guozijian, was unfortunately chosen by his superiors.

Anyway, there is no hope of making the list, and it's good to come and be a school gentleman, which can be regarded as "waste" utilization.

It's just that I didn't expect that this Su Ren'an got poetry from Old Man An, and for the sake of his future, he participated in the poetry meeting of Yanwangfu, and then became famous.

That's how it happened.

Stomp –

Just thinking about it, Su Ren'an was invited over, and as soon as he stepped into the manor, he felt that this manor revealed a solemn and serious atmosphere everywhere, which was a little stronger than the Yanwang Mansion.

The school is not far from this manor, and in recent days, Su Ren'an heard from others that the Nanshan Wine Workshop was presided over by the owner of this place to start construction.

I heard that it was a big businessman from the capital.

Self-proclaimed "Chen Yuanwai".

But since he is a businessman, how can he be established in the manor?

The more momentary!

Let's just say that the gate that came in just now has obviously been renovated the day after tomorrow.

The color of the door, the number of nails, and the height of the threshold are not what a merchant should have.

This is obviously the home of the eunuch!

It's not an ordinary eunuch.

Following the maid into the gate, passing by the front yard, and bypassing a few moon gates, Su Ren'an saw the legendary Chen Yuanwai. When he first saw Chen Chao, Su Ren'an only felt that this middle-aged man exuded an aura of intimidating anger.

Let him subconsciously bend his legs and weaken, and he can't stop kneeling down to worship.

But after thinking about it, the other party is just a businessman, and he is a real prisoner of the country, a scholar of the class, and he must not kneel.

Thinking of this, Su Ren'an straightened his waist, held his head high, and waited for the man behind the grape trellis to speak first.

Who knows, without waiting for Chen Chao to speak, Hou Ji spoke first, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Little prisoner, don't kneel down yet!"

Poof.

Su Ren'an's knees were weak!

Got on his knees.

It's really Hou Ji who has a layer of murderous aura on his body, and he wants to see him with a dagger!

Su Ren'an has been reading the books of sages since he was a child, and he didn't dare to kill chickens, and he was frightened by Hou Ji for a while.

Chen Chao stretched out his hand to stop Hou Ji.

The visitor is a guest, how can he make people kneel?

Chen Chao stepped forward to help Su Ren'an up, and said with a smile:

"Su Jiansheng, please get up quickly, there is no need to make this big gift, come here, give Su Jiansheng a seat."

A maid brought a chair for Su Ren'an, who quickly stood up, reached out and patted the dust on his knees, sat down slowly, and re-examined Chen Chao.

Seeing Chen Chao's momentary effort, Su Ren knew it in his heart.

Chen Chao is definitely not a businessman!

It's definitely not a big guy you can provoke!

"I don't know what Your Excellency is called?"

Su Ren'an took the initiative to ask, lowering his posture.

"Let's call Chen Yuanwai."

Chen Chao was accustomed to this title, and said:

"Su Ren'an, a person from Qingzhou, has an old father and mother at home, and a younger sister, only twelve years old?"

Before coming, Chen Chao had already sent someone to investigate Su Ren'an's background, and there was nothing special.

Su Ren'an nodded, not knowing what Chen Chao was going to do.

"Do you still recognize this poem?"

Chen Chao picked up Tao Yuanming's "Drinking" from the desk behind him and put it in front of Su Ren'an.

Su Ren'an looked at it and nodded.

"Yes."

"Is it well written?"

"Okay."

"I wrote it."

"Huh?"

Su Ren'an was stunned for a moment, stood up, and hurriedly admitted his mistake:

"Su didn't know that this poem was written by an outsider, so he invited him to be named at the poetry meeting, and asked the outsider to forgive his sins!"

Chen Chao smiled and gently patted Su Ren'an's shoulder to make him sit down again.

"It doesn't matter. The poem is written, it is used for others to appreciate, to make a good poem, but to hide it privately, it is inevitable to make the pearl dusty, you did a good job, otherwise where would I get the name of the poem today? ”

Su Ren'an was uneasy in his heart, raised his eyes and said cautiously, "But the people of the world don't know the real names of outsiders, they only know that poems are written by anonymous people." ”

Chen Chao waved his hand again, "It's okay...... Anonymous is good. ”

After saying that, Chen Chao chuckled twice, held his hands behind his back, and paced in front of Su Ren'an, walking for a while and stopping for a while.

"This poem won the name in one fell swoop at the Yanwangfu Turtle and Crane Garden Poetry Conference, half of it is my credit, because this poem was written by me, and half of it is the credit of you Su Ren'an, because the poem was brought to the poetry meeting by you, otherwise, this poem may be wasted by someone as toilet paper......"

As he spoke, Chen Chao deliberately glanced at Hou Ji.

Hou Ji looked at the sky and pursed his mouth as if he hadn't heard anything.

God knows, when Hou Ji knew that Xiangye didn't like to take toilet sticks, but liked to wipe his butt with paper, he tried it when he had nothing to do.

So, he fell in love with the sidepaper.

Toilet sticks are simply hard and difficult to use.

Chen Chao continued to talk eloquently:

"This poem has not been wasted, you Su Ren'an should be the first to take credit!"

Su Ren'an was sincerely afraid: "How dare Su be greedy, the master outside the staff does not investigate Su for the crime of deceiving the world and stealing his name, and Su is already grateful." ”

Chen Chao didn't say anything, but walked to the desk, moved the sandalwood box on it, and pressed a poem that Chen Chao had carefully "created" in the past few days.

took the poem, Chen Chao handed it to Su Ren'an, and asked him to take a look at it first.

While Su Ren'an watched, Chen Chao said:

"This poem was written by me recently, and I need you to recite this poem in public at the Nanshan Poetry Conference in a few days, just like at the Yanwangfu Poetry Conference. If someone asks who wrote this poem? You still say that it is the work of an anonymous person, and you must not reveal my true identity. ”

"After the deed is done, what the prisoner wants, I will give you...... You can pick any petty official of the sixth or seventh grade, if the prisoner wants to return to his hometown, either parent, I can also satisfy you, but the premise is that this matter must be done well! It's watertight! ”

Su Ren'an suddenly cried bitterly, knelt down again with a puff, and shouted:

"Su obeys the orders of the foreign master!"