On the second day, as soon as he came out of the Lu Duke's Mansion, the Jinling County Sheriff led a large group of officials and waited outside the gate.
Soon, Chu Feng was accompanied by the county guard and arrived at the county guard's house. The Sheriff's Mansion in Jinling is truly magnificent, even surpassing the Duke's Mansion that has no real power!
The pavilions, flower pavilions, and large fish ponds are even more beautiful and grand than Nanchang Governor's Mansion.
"Master Chu, after a long journey, you must take a good rest. Are you satisfied with this quiet courtyard?"
The Sheriff accompanied Chu Feng through a winding corridor and came to a courtyard full of flowers. The small wooden building is exceptionally beautiful and elegant. The pretty little maid secretly peeked at the imperial envoy's pretty eyes.
Chu Feng also didn't expect that the governor of Jinling would actually bring him to such a place where he was obviously enjoying himself. Aren't he afraid that he would fall out and take the opportunity to punish him? At the very least, you should put on a show and let yourself see your political achievements first.
"County Commander Fan, does it seem a little inappropriate for you to bring me here? I am very busy, so I didn't come here..."
Before Chu Feng finished speaking, he saw a man in green clothes walking out of the small building. The man greeted him with a big smile and said with a big smile: "Brother Chu, we say goodbye to you in the capital. I want to see my dear brother."
Behind the man followed a group of handsome young men and women, all of whom were dressed in rich and colorful clothes. They were obviously descendants of nobles.
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then recognized the man in green. He was none other than Fan Maocai, the most talented man in Jinling!
When he was creating the best couple in the world in the capital, he even wrote a toast for himself!
"Haha, it turns out to be brother Fan Xian. I really didn't expect that." Chu Feng was still very polite to this great talent. After all, he was flattered by his original donation.
After the two parties were polite for a while, Chu Feng realized that Commander Fan was actually Fan Maocai's second uncle. Moreover, the Lord Sheriff left politely, leaving Chu Feng to his nephew Fan Maocai to receive him.
At this time, Chu Feng was too embarrassed to show off his authority and was anxious to make trouble.
Under Fan Maocai's warm welcome, Chu Feng naturally stepped into the elegant small attic. The handsome men and women inside naturally smiled and greeted Chu Feng. Although they are not only the children of powerful people, they are also talented students and talented women in the academy.
But Chu Feng was already the imperial envoy patrolling the censor! Especially the lord of a city! With thousands of soldiers and horses under his command, he is an absolute frontier official!
"Brother Chu, when Brother Chu's general toast came out in the capital, Brother Chu was terrified at that time. He felt that Brother Chu was so talented, and I will never forget it. I really hope that Brother Chu can recite a poem again and spread it as a good story. Let the younger brothers pay their respects as well."
Fan Maocai sat under Chu Feng, lowered his hands, and said with a chuckle.
Chu Feng said in his heart: "This person's skill in flattering is no less than Xiang Wendong!"
"Brother Fan Xian, please don't mess around. In the past two years, I have been busy with government affairs and have neglected my poetry. Moreover, I have heard that the literary style in Jinling is at its peak. It is time for all the talented men and women to show their talents for my brother to appreciate."
Chu Feng smiled and said politely, he has matured in the past two years, and he is very comfortable with complimenting each other in the scene.
"Brother Chu, I don't know something. When Brother Fan came back from the capital, his favorite thing every day was to boast about Brother Chu's talent, and he even kept talking about the toast. The younger sisters also listened to it. It’s very fascinating. Therefore, I really want to see Brother Chu’s poetry writing style on the spot.”
Sitting next to Mr. Fan, the woman in a gorgeous dress with a veiled face spoke softly, her voice clear and sweet.
As soon as the woman finished speaking, several veiled women around her also started chirping, wanting to see Chu Feng's poetry writing style on the spot.
Faced with the desires of young and talented women, Chu Feng naturally became interested. That man didn't like to show off in front of beautiful girls. Unless it's abnormal.
"Haha, okay, all the talented sisters, please come up with the questions." Chu Feng said with a bold smile.
At this time, many talented people were stunned. This Master Chu had such a loud tone. Sure enough, the first woman to speak smiled and said: "Brother Chu, if we let all the girls come up with questions, there will be a lot of questions."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. Feel free to ask questions, but you have to write them out one by one so as not to miss anyone."
Chu Feng chuckled and said, if it were another person, these talented people and talented women would definitely laugh at them for not overestimating their own abilities, but Lord Chu is the number one talent in the capital, a great talent who would even be inferior to Great Talent Fan!
Sure enough, lines of beautiful small characters were clearly written on the white silk.
Chu Feng also stood up, looked at the veiled woman who was the first to speak out, and said, "Little sister of the Lin family, please come and write for me."
Lin Zixi did not refuse, and walked to the desk that had been set up gracefully, polished the pen, and then looked at Chu Feng with watery eyes, as if to say: "Brother, let's start, little sister is ready."
"The first question: Little sister, this is the autumn thought of your life. Listen carefully: I see the autumn wind in Jinling City, and I want to write a letter to my family. I am afraid that I can't finish it in a hurry, and the travelers have to open it before leaving."
Chu Feng's long and leisurely voice fully expressed the feelings of a homesick wanderer in autumn, completely transcending the longing for the personal relationship between children.
Lin Xiaomei, who was asked to write a poem, stared at the white silk blankly after writing it. She missed her brother who was far away! I imagine that my brother, like the person in the poem, misses his hometown so much!
"The traveler opens the door before leaving. This sentence is really wonderful. It vividly describes the wanderer's deep homesickness. Brother Chu is so talented!"
Fan Maocai couldn't help but shake his head while analyzing, and he was full of admiration in his heart. After all, he only glanced at the title and casually composed such a wonderful poem!
"Haha, the second question: Qiu Xi. Haha, interesting. Listen carefully: the cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, the small light fan flutters the flowing fireflies, the sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down to watch the Altair and Vega."
This time, Chu Feng didn't wait for the shocked people to speak out, and recited the third question with a smile: "Qiu Lian, this question is destined to be good. Everyone listen up: the cold cicada is sad, it is late in the pavilion. The shower is beginning. Rest, drinking in the tent of the capital without any thoughts. The orchid boat is nostalgic at the place, holding hands and looking at each other with tears in the eyes. I am speechless and choked. Thinking about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Passionate since ancient times, it hurts to leave, which is even more shameful, left in the cold autumn. Festival. Where can I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and beautiful scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell you?"
Chu Feng recited this eternal farewell poem in one breath, and the whole audience fell into silence, especially those of several talented women, whose veils were wet with crystal tears, and their hearts were filled with sadness and their eyes were filled with tears. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Chu Feng with heartache and pity.
I sighed in my heart: Brother Chu had to go through so much emotional pain before he could write such poignant and beautiful words!
