Jiangnan, Songshan Academy.
Mr. Wu Liu was in person, and many teachers gathered together.
Compared with the excitement of the Huainan literary world, which is eager to light up the lights, the atmosphere in the Jiangnan literary world seems a bit silent.
Especially Mr. Shui Xi, his face was red at the moment, feeling ashamed and disappointed.
Just because, Gu Xingwen, who he had high hopes for, did not get the position of Gongyuan.
This means that the three yuan in a row fell short, and was intercepted by Shen Liangfu, and the bamboo basket was in vain.
In fact, this result was quite good.
After all, over the years, the top three candidates in the examination have been dominated by candidates from the north.
If the other southern provinces can win a spot in the remaining top ten, they will be extremely proud.
It's a pity that the most fearful thing in everything is comparison.
Their results are pretty good, but compared with the results of the Huainan literary circle next door, which almost finished the top ten, they are simply as good as heaven and earth!
"You don't need to be so worried. Although Renyi and Chu Ge didn't win the top spot, aren't they still among the best?"
"You know, they are all my Jiangnan students."
One instructor saw that the atmosphere was too dull, so he spoke up.
But who would have thought that when Mr. Wuliu heard this, he shook his head and said: "It is true that they are from Jiangnan, but the ability to rank among the best in the imperial examination was taught by the Huainan poet."
"Both emotionally and rationally, this honor should fall on the Huainan literary world."
"I'm afraid only Xingwen is a true Jiangnan candidate."
As soon as this was said, the scene fell into silence again.
After a long time, someone said in a strange way: "This Huainan Gu Shijun is not only outstanding in literary talent himself, but his disciples are also first-rate."
"I didn't know who didn't have good eyesight before, so I had to compete with others."
"It's better now. I shot myself in the foot."
When Shuixi heard this, his old face suddenly turned red.
It's just that now Gu Xingwen has failed to win three yuan in a row, and he doesn't recognize him as a teacher.
As a result, he wanted to use Gu Xingwen's power to intimidate Mr. Wu Liu, and the dream that replaced him was completely shattered.
Therefore, it was better to keep a low profile now, so he didn't speak, just remained silent.
"Oh, this Gu Shijun is really powerful. He can overwhelm us all by himself. Why did such a person happen to be born in Huainan? It would be great if I were from the Jiangnan literary world." Someone else said with emotion. .
However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
When Mr. Wu Liu heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Maybe, it's really possible."
boom!
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
The atmosphere at the scene was silent for a short time at first, and then completely boiled into flames.
"Sir, what does this mean?" Everyone asked questions in a hurry.
"You still remember that Renyi once said that the Huainan poet's Huainan dialect was not standard, and even privately, it was mixed with a little Jiangnan accent that was not easy to detect."
"I'm not sure, this Gu Shijun is really from Jiangnan."
As soon as this statement came out, the scene was completely heated.
"If this comes true, won't there be no more Huainan poets in the world, only Jiangnan poets?"
"Hey, Jiangnan Poet! Listen to this title, it's louder and louder than that Huainan Poet."
"Yes, I think so too. There are outstanding people in the south of the Yangtze River. If a literary star like Gu Shijun comes to earth, he should end up in the south of the Yangtze River. Why go to Huainan?"
"If Gu Shijun is really from our Jiangnan family, doesn't it mean that the honor of almost finishing among the top ten in the palace examination can also fall on us?"
boom!
As soon as these words came out, it was like cooking oil poured into a fire, and the atmosphere on the scene became feverish again.
"Sir, so much time has passed, why hasn't Renyi found any evidence?"
"How about writing a letter to ask about the situation? After all, this matter is related to the rise and fall of my Jiangnan literary world."
"Yes, when it comes to the two counties of Jianghuai and Huaihe, the world only knows Huainan but not Jiangnan. This is absolutely unacceptable."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Wuliu nodded solemnly and said: "I will write a letter of divorce and urge Renyi to step up his pace and find evidence as soon as possible so that he can welcome Gu Shijun back to Jiangnan and recognize his ancestor!"
Welcome back to the south of the Yangtze River and recognize your ancestors and return to your clan. As soon as the eight characters came out, everyone present was filled with imagination.
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Prince Jing's Mansion.
Xiang Zhirou, dressed in blue silk, was sitting in front of the document, carefully reading the letters between Gu Beichuan and her.
"I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind."
"I don't know what kind of brain you have, Gu, to be able to write such talented poems."
The girl smiled sweetly, as if there was sweetness melting from her heart.
"He's saying that even though we haven't met each other and only communicate through letters, we still have a good connection?"
"It's really a good literary talent."
Bang bang bang.
There was a knock on the door, and the girl's unique time of rejuvenation was ruined. A blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks, making her a little sulky.
It was Xiang Zhirou's personal maid Xiao Hong who walked in. When she saw her young lady's appearance, she stuck out her tongue and said without fear, "Is the young lady missing everyone Gu again?"
Hearing this, Xiang Zhirou's face blushed even more, and she said coquettishly: "You little red, you dare to laugh at me and ask for a beating."
Seeing that the young lady was about to bully him, Xiao Hong quickly backed away.
My young lady is skilled in martial arts. With her thin arms and legs, she is really no match for her.
"Miss, I have something important to report."
"Then tell me, maybe I already know."
"The ten children taught by Gu's family have entered high school one after another, and almost all of them are in the top ten. Shen Liangfu is the number one scholar in high school!"
After saying that, Xiaohong looked expectantly, waiting for her young lady to show a surprised expression.
However, Xiang Zhirou did not do this. She just nodded slightly, and then looked at her with a slightly focused look, with an expression that seemed to say: "That's it?"
Xiaohong's momentum froze and she said in disbelief: "Miss, that's the number one scholar!"
"Before, there were people who questioned Gu's lack of fame, but now even the children he taught can be top scorers in high school. If you think about such voices, I'm afraid they will disappear."
"Why are you not surprised at all, Miss?"
Xiaohong really couldn't figure it out. Could it be that with the young lady's family background, it was difficult for even the number one scholar to catch her eye?
"Huh, of course Brother Beichuan has already told me in the letter." When she said this, Xiang Zhirou's face was still blushing, but her tone was full of coquettishness and pride.
It seems to be saying, look, Brother Beichuan can even tell me such things immediately, he must have me in his heart.
Seeing her young lady's appearance, Xiao Hong had a plan in her mind and couldn't help but say mischievously: "You know, young lady, after this news came out, all the women in Huainan were on tenterhooks. It even spread that if they wanted to marry, they would marry Gu Shijun. Let’s talk.”
"In the past few days, there have been countless matchmakers who have gone to Gu's house, and they have almost stepped down the threshold of Gu's house."
boom!
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.
A look of panic suddenly appeared on Xiang Zhirou's delicate little face.
