As soon as Qian Sanhao showed up, he had a warm smile on his face.
"Master Zhou!"
"Dear guest, honored guest!"
"Your arrival really makes Huixian Accord shine, and it is truly a blessing for someone like me!"
"I wonder if you would be willing to inscribe a plaque for Huixian Argyle. I will treat it as a treasure and hang it in the main hall every day!"
Hearing this, Cheng Susu on the side curled his lips in disdain.
"If it's true, Prince Rong is on the second floor. In my opinion, Song Lang, you should be the most talented person in Daliang!"
"But this boss is blind and ignores the dignified Prince Rong, but insists on flattering this low-class guy!"
"It's so blind that you can't see the mountain!"
Seeing Cheng Susu's indignation, Song Huan smiled and stretched out his hand to rub her hair.
"Every time I come here, I go out incognito and keep a low profile. Naturally, this boss doesn't dare to use my identity to attract customers in a big way."
"He knows in his heart that Zhou Nan is very capable."
"If you flatter this customer, his business will not be bad!"
Of course, there is a more important reason.
If it is true as they said, Zhou Nan will become the most prestigious bachelor in Daliang after successfully passing the imperial examination.
At a young age, he was rich and powerful.
Winning over such courtiers will do no harm to them!
However, Song Huan was a little curious. What on earth would this famous Mr. Zhou inscribe on a painting of Huixian Accord?
Under everyone's blazing gaze, Zhou Nan soon broke out in a cold sweat.
Since he was sure that he could successfully participate in the palace examination, Zhou Nan hid in his room day and night to prepare for the palace examination.
He didn't know many words, and many of them were unclear, so someone had to read them to him over and over again.
Zhou Nan never imagined that the greatest hardship he had ever endured in his life would be the hardship of studying!
He really couldn't sit down for a moment, so he planned to come to Huixian Argyle to have a glass of wine to change his mood.
The crowd surrounding him really boosted his self-confidence greatly.
But when faced with the Four Treasures of the Study that Qian Sanhao suddenly brought, he was speechless.
There is no other reason. The words he can write are really pitiful!
Moreover, this is the result of emergency practice in recent times!
Seeing Zhou Nan's serious expression and not saying a word, Qian Sanhao instantly felt embarrassed.
I'm afraid that I am indifferent and make some excessive demands on this future bachelor, which will make people feel resentful!
For a moment, Qian Sanhao also felt a little regretful, wondering if he was a little too impulsive.
However, a group of onlookers did not notice the awkward and weird atmosphere.
"Mr. Zhou, just pick up your pen and appreciate a piece of calligraphy!"
"I guess Mr. Zhou has great literary talents and his calligraphy is not bad! It's just right for us to observe and learn and appreciate it!"
"Yes, Mr. Zhou, just let me open my eyes!"
Zhou Nan knew that at this moment, he was riding a tiger with no room for regret.
If he opens his mouth to refuse, wouldn't the talent persona that he managed to create with so much effort completely collapse?
Besides, isn't it just writing a few words?
It’s not like I can’t write at all!
Thinking of this, Zhou Nan walked to the small table next to him, gritted his teeth and held the brush.
“I’m going to write, I’m going to write!”
"I wonder what words Mr. Zhou would inscribe on Huixian Yage?"
"Mr. Zhou is talented, and he will definitely not be as tacky as others..."
Amid the chatter of the crowd, Zhou Nan wrote four big characters on the rice paper with a stroke of his pen: "龙飞风五".
In an instant, the noisy Huixian Argyle finally became quiet.
The expressions on everyone's faces are different, some are surprised, some are puzzling, some are unexpected, some are confused and stunned...
When Cheng Susu saw clearly what Zhou Nan had written, she couldn't help being slightly stunned at first, and then burst into laughter!
"The legendary most talented man in Daliang who shocked the capital..."
"That's it?"
"welcome???"
“These four words, are you serious???”
Song Huan was also shocked: "Welcome?"
"Master Zhou really wrote this... welcome?"
Cheng Susu felt like her stomach was going to cramp from laughter.
"Yes, just welcome..."
"My homely idiot Cheng, who never studied, was lucky enough to be able to write a book that was full of guests!"
"The most impressive writer, you shouldn't do that!"
"Moreover, these words are written crookedly, and there is no trace of what a great writer should look like."
"It really opened my eyes..."
Cheng Susu laughed so hard that her branches trembled with laughter, but Song Liang's expression on the side was very serious.
I've always felt that something was wrong with this Zhou Nan, but I couldn't tell what was wrong with him!
It wasn't until today that Song Huan finally realized where this sense of separation came from.
Officials in the past dynasties, even if they were extremely corrupt, would inevitably have some bureaucracy in them.
Although Zhou Nan was dressed luxuriously, compared with other officials, he still had a little more philistine air about him.
In layman's terms, compared to Liang's courtiers, he is more like a pampered young man!
At this moment, Song Huan's doubts reached their peak.
It seems necessary to let Huo Qi check the details of Mr. Zhou.
If we could follow the clues and find out Song Liang's shortcomings, it would be much easier to handle...
After watching the excitement for a while, Cheng Susu felt a little bored.
"Mr. Song, it's getting dark outside and it's getting late."
"Let's go!"
Song Huan nodded: "I heard that there is a new cook in Changchunfang, and his skills are very good."
"Let's go, I'll give you a try."
As soon as the two of them got up from their seats, they saw several scholars running wildly from the outside and running in.
"Something happened, something happened!"
"Something big happened!"
As soon as they heard that something big happened, everyone's attention was instantly attracted.
Song Huan and Cheng Susu also stopped for a moment, intending to hear what the "big thing" that person was going to say was.
It took a long time for several scholars to catch their breath. One of them raised the booklet in his hand and said to everyone as if showing off: "Don't you all know?"
"Prince Rong has published a collection of poems!"
"This poetry collection is limited to 500 copies and is being sold at the market!"
"I managed to grab a copy like this, but when I got there late, it was gone!"
Everyone was speechless when they heard that the "big thing" these people were talking about turned out to be this.
"Master Zhou just published a collection of poems a few days ago. Why did Prince Rong publish a collection of poems so soon after?"
"It can't be such a coincidence!"
"You want to say that Prince Rong didn't learn from Master Zhou, but I don't believe it!"
"Shhh... keep your voice down! I am a proud prince, but we and other unscrupulous people can arrange it at will?"
"Oh, who else doesn't know that in our Changchunfang, nothing else works, only true talent and practical learning will work!"
"No matter how good Prince Rong's poems are, can they be as stunning as Lord Zhou's poems?"
"And I heard that there was a tragic murder outside Prince Rong's residence a few days ago!"
"Yes, yes, I heard about it too! An innocent girl was brutally humiliated and hung in red clothes! It's really shocking..."
"I don't believe it anyway. What kind of good poetry can someone who can do this write?"
"I must be following Mr. Zhou's example!"
