This is how a farce ended.
Next, more than thirty bookstores in Huainan City were all owned by Feihong.
And the book "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" also followed their channels, starting from the surrounding counties and counties, and quickly became popular throughout Daqian.
However, this takes some time.
…
One morning, although it had not yet snowed, there was frost.
The weather in Nanshanju is really cold.
Without a stove, it would be difficult for Gu Beichuan to write.
In recent days, as "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has become more and more widely spread, Gu Beichuan's update tasks have also become heavier.
He has to ensure that book lovers have books to read!
In this way, the popularity of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" can remain high.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, there was a knock on the study door.
When Gu Beichuan heard the voice, he frowned slightly, stopped writing, and said, "Come in."
"Student benevolence and righteousness, pay homage to your mentor."
Seeing that it was Zhen Renyi who came, Gu Beichuan's expression softened a lot.
Although this child was born a businessman, he rarely had an innocent heart.
If you become an official in the future, you should be a good official who can benefit one party.
He studies hard and his grades have always been among the best among his more than ten children.
"Spring is coming soon, have you been studying hard recently?"
"Replying to my teacher, my student has been working hard day and night recently and has memorized most of your written talks."
"Well, it's still hard work. Remember, you have to memorize this book well until spring. By then, I can ask you to wait for the poetry subject, and you will not be weaker than others."
"This time I came to see you as my teacher, but there is something you don't understand in the book?"
"No, my teacher's written talk is easy to understand. If students can't understand it, they have really read so many years of poetry in vain."
"Then why did you come here this time?"
"Teacher, have you forgotten what the student said last time that Mr. Wu Liu, the leader of the Jiangnan literary world, hosted a banquet to invite you?"
When Zhen Renyi said this, Gu Beichuan remembered it.
It was after the New Year, Zhen Renyi and others came back from Jiangnan County and mentioned this matter to themselves.
But these days, he was busy with the bookstore and forgot about it.
But even when he thought about it, Gu Beichuan didn't want to go.
It’s really because now is a critical period for Feihong Bookstore.
And Feihong Bookstore is related to a series of his future plans, so at this time he should focus on "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and update it more.
I hope Feihong Bookstore can expand its channels to Kyoto as soon as possible.
Instead of attending Nashi Laozi's useless poetry meeting.
But...according to what Zhen Renyi and others said, Mr. Wuliu was quite famous and he was sincerely invited. If he didn't go, it would be a loss of etiquette.
After thinking about it, Gu Beichuan sighed and said, "I have been busy with the bookstore these days, and I really can't get away from it."
"But since Mr. Wu Liu sincerely invites you, it would be inappropriate for me to refuse."
"In that case, why don't you, Renyi, go to a poetry gathering for me?"
When Zhen Renyi heard this, his pupils shrank and his eyes widened. He was a little shocked and said: "But...but my teacher, my disciple's attainments in poetry are far different from yours."
"Wouldn't it be a loss of face for you to go rashly?"
"So what? If I write a poem for my teacher and bring it to you, won't everything be fine?"
Zhen Renyi was stunned and thought, can this be done?
Immediately, I became a little excited. If this happened, I might even get the reputation of being able to spread poems thousands of miles away.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Beichuan picked up another piece of rice paper and was about to put down his pen.
But before he started writing, he paused for a moment and asked, "How was Mr. Wu Liu's life?"
When Zhen Renyi heard this, he didn't know what his mentor meant, but he still said respectfully: "As for Mr. Wu Liu, your friend Qin Xiuwen and Qin are more familiar to us."
"Back then, he, Mr. Wuliu, and Hu Yanhu, who are now very popular in the Kyoto literary world, were both classmates and friends."
"All three are equally wonderful and talented."
"It's just that the court was very windy and everyone in Qin didn't know how to hide their clumsiness, so they died midway and eventually went to Huainan to teach and educate people."
"Hu Yanhu, on the other hand, knows how to live in harmony with the light and protect himself wisely, so that at this moment he is still in a high position in the Imperial Academy."
"Compared to the two of them, Mr. Wuliu has a more vehement temperament. He once angrily criticized the fourth generation and the three princes of the Yang family for colluding with party members and causing trouble in the court."
"It is only because His Majesty appreciates his talent that he spared his life."
"It's a pity that if you offend the Yang family, your path to officialdom will be cut off."
"After Mr. Wuliu heard about it, he wrote angrily and left a sentence saying that he would not give up his waist for five buckets of rice in this life, and then returned to the south of the Yangtze River and retired to the countryside."
Hearing this, even if it was Gu Beichuan, he couldn't help but nodded slightly and praised: "You are worthy of being the leader of the Jiangnan literary world, you are truly outstanding!"
"In this case, I will compose a poem and give it to Mr. Wu Liu."
After saying this, Gu Beichuan wrote in wild cursive style!
In an instant, a brand new poem appeared on the page.
Zhen Renyi stepped forward and took a look, and was immediately shocked!
Although he is already reciting the written works of his mentor, his attainments in poetry have been improving by leaps and bounds in recent times.
But even so, he still found it difficult to understand how his mentor could compose such a poem without any preparation and only after hearing about Mr. Wu Liu's life.
There are some people in this world who really cannot be judged by common sense.
"My mentor is a great talent, and his students admire him."
"Don't say these useless words. Go get some poems and come back as soon as possible after participating in the poetry meeting. Spring is around the corner, and you disciples' time is precious and cannot be delayed."
"promise!"
…
A few days later, Jiangnan Poetry Meeting.
At this time, frost was falling and heavy snow was falling.
In this kind of weather, we can still hold a poetry meeting, which is naturally a tribute to Mr. Wuliu.
But even so, the students present were all wearing brocade hats and mink fur coats, and carrying heaters.
After all, spring is just around the corner. Wouldn’t it be painful if I caught wind and cold at this time and delayed my exam?
"We're already here, why hasn't the poetry party started yet?"
"Brother Guo, don't you know? This poetry party is not just for us, but Mr. Wu Liu specially held it to invite the Huainan poet to the banquet!"
"Huainan Shijun? Is that Gu Shijun, who only became famous for a few months, but his poetry has spread far and wide?"
"That's right! It's him. A few days ago, his son Zhen Renyi came back to celebrate the New Year, and he suppressed the Jiangnan literary world with his song "Huainan Snow·Giving Renyi"."
"What, he is so powerful? Is it possible that even Mr. Wu Liu is not as good as him?"
"I don't know about the theory of classics and meanings, but when it comes to poetry, this Huainan poet is probably hard to come by. Even Mr. Wu Liu himself admitted that he is unlikely to be able to match him."
"Hiss, it's really awesome. No wonder he got the title of Poet."
Just as everyone was praising him, a cold snort suddenly came out.
"Hmph, it's just a false reputation. So what if Huainan Poet knows how to compose poetry? Doesn't he still have no fame?"
"Not even a scholar, just a white man."
