After the guests finished sighing, they savored the poem carefully, and then their eyes lit up.
Even Mr. Zhang Ge couldn't help but nodded and said in admiration.
"I didn't expect it to be another masterpiece. This is already the third masterpiece tonight!"
When Zhou Geng heard this, he couldn't help but stood up and said directly to Zhou Rui, who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
"I didn't expect that big brother would find a good helper today. These consecutive songs have convinced me. I just don't know who this gentleman is?"
Hearing this, Zhou Rui turned to look at Zhao Feng, and then said to Zhou Geng.
"Second brother, as the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from. If second brother is convinced, then I will accept your house!"
Zhou Geng gritted his teeth, then waved his hand and said.
"Brother, although I am indeed not as good as this gentleman in terms of poetry, I do have a few followers here."
"Some of these disciples are good at poetry, some are good at songs, and some are good at couplets."
"If these disciples are defeated, then my house will definitely be given to me with both hands!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Rui couldn't help but smile, stood up and said.
"Second brother, let's forget it. Your house was also a gift from my father. It's really hard to explain why you lost it to me as a bet."
"Today's poetry meeting has been held so far. It can be said that the guests and hosts have enjoyed themselves. How about inviting all the talents to show off their talents?"
Zhou Geng narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to say more, but Zhou Kang nodded directly, stood up and said.
"What the elder brother said is absolutely true. This gentleman is the one who composed the poems today. He hasn't let me see the grace of other talented people yet!"
Zhou Rui and Zhou Kang had already said this, and Zhou Geng had no choice but to nod slowly, agreeing, but there was already a cold look in Zhao Feng's eyes.
Zhao Feng didn't say anything, but raised the tea cup in his hand and saluted Zhou Geng. Regardless of Zhou Geng's reaction, he took a sip of tea and sat next to Zhou Rui.
Zhou Rui turned to look at Zhao Feng, the scrutiny in his eyes becoming more obvious, and then asked calmly.
"I didn't expect that there would be someone as talented as Mr. Zhao in our great Zhou Dynasty. I wonder where Mr. Zhao is an official now?"
Zhao Feng shook his head and said to Zhou Rui.
"Your Highness, I am just a commoner. I have no fame or official position."
This time Zhou Rui was a little surprised, so he smiled and said to Zhao Feng.
"If Mr. Zhao is willing, he can take the imperial examination and give it a try."
"After all, I am a person who loves talents. With Mr. Zhao's talents, if he can enter the court, he will definitely shine in a short time."
Hearing Zhou Rui's words, which were almost like extending an olive branch, Zhao Feng just smiled noncommittally, neither agreeing nor rejecting.
Then the atmosphere of the poetry meeting slowly changed from the previous depression to jubilation. Perhaps it was stimulated by Zhao Feng. The literati in the Great Zhou Dynasty also wrote several excellent works, but compared with Zhao Feng's few poems, It pales in comparison.
After the poetry meeting was over, Zhou Kang specially invited Zhao Feng and Zhou Rui to talk to him at his house, but Zhou Rui directly refused.
"Fourth brother, Mr. Zhao looks a little tired today. Why don't we talk tomorrow."
"Mr. Zhao, I will go to the fourth brother's house tomorrow. I hope Mr. Zhao will definitely come!"
Zhao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. He actually didn't want to get too involved with these people, but now that the eldest prince had personally invited them, he just nodded.
After all, he and Zhou Kang still had important things to discuss. Only when this matter was resolved could he leave the capital quickly.
Although he shined in this poetry meeting, he also offended the second prince Zhou Geng to death. Considering Zhou Geng's identity and status, if he wanted to crush a commoner like himself to death, it would be worse than crushing him to death. An ant is even simpler!
Only by leaving the whirlpool of the capital, Zhao Feng could quickly fade out of the sight of these people.
A poetry meeting was held from noon to evening. By the time Zhao Feng returned to the Shen family's courtyard, the lanterns were already on.
As soon as Zhao Feng walked into the yard, he saw Shen Chuchu scolding several people with anger on his face. Those people were all wearing Shen family servant uniforms and were kneeling in front of Shen Chuchu with remorse on their faces, but this could not be done. Let Shen Chuchu calm down.
"What did you do? Don't you know that this matter is very important to our Shen family?"
"You actually lost such an important thing. How should I punish you?"
Hearing that Shen Chuchu was so angry, Zhao Feng quickly walked over and asked Shen Chuchu.
"Miss Shen, what happened?"
Shen Chuchu looked at the servants extremely angrily, and then turned her head away.
"Ask them!"
Zhao Feng turned to look at the servants, who cried directly.
"We were the ones responsible for transporting the fabrics. We were cautious and very safe along the way. When we were approaching the capital, we stayed at an inn, but unexpectedly when we woke up, all the fabrics were gone! "
After they said this, they quickly kowtowed and cried, begging Shen Chuchu to punish them.
Shen Chuchu turned around angrily and said to Zhao Feng.
"Mr. Zhao, we have been preparing for this time for so many days, but unexpectedly something went wrong on the way to transport the fabric!"
"I really didn't expect that all our efforts were in vain. What should we do now?"
After hearing Shen Chuchu's words, Zhao Feng hesitated for a moment, then looked at the servants who were still kowtowing and begging for mercy and said.
"Miss Shen, the fabrics have been lost now. Even if you kill a few of them, it won't help. Let's quickly find a way to get those fabrics back."
Shen Chuchu sighed slightly and nodded, while Zhao Feng pulled the servants up.
The servants looked at Zhao Feng gratefully. Although they did not know Zhao Feng's identity, they were grateful that Zhao Feng saved their lives.
Zhao Feng thought carefully and asked them.
"Except for a few of you, who else knows the route of the fabrics being transported this time?"
Those people thought for a moment and said to Zhao Feng.
"Mr. Zhao, the route of transporting the cloth this time is very hidden, and it was decided by the master himself before we left. Apart from us, I am afraid that only the housekeeper knows about it!"
Zhao Feng pondered for a while and said to them.
"Come on, take us to the inn where you stayed overnight overnight."
