Tian Zi…Imperial Uncle!
As soon as this name was put out, all the great scholars present sucked in a deep breath of cold air, and their scalps went numb from the shock.
The pure bloodline of the Han royal family was half the master of their subjects. No matter what, they had to look at them with new eyes.
Liu Yu, Liu Biao, Liu Yan, and the others were all relatives of the Han clan, and now they were even vassals!
With this identity, many people looked at Liu Hao with respect.
He was only in his teens now, but he was already so talented. In another ten years, wouldn't he also be a dragon among men!？
At that time, she might even have to curry favor with him!
"I see. Interesting."
Wang Yun's old eyes lit up and he smiled faintly. He looked at Liu Hao with more interest.
Youngsters were often less composed. When they heard that a high position was right in front of them, it was difficult for them to control themselves.
However, Liu Hao was able to remain calm and composed, which meant that he did not take the provincial governor seriously.
"Whether it's his background or his ability, he's definitely not someone ordinary. We should try our best to befriend him!”
Wang Yun thought to himself.
As soon as the name of the Han royal family was mentioned, everyone knew what was going on in their hearts. They no longer mentioned the matter of seeking an official position for Liu Hao.
The Confucians could only start drinking and discussing countermeasures to dissuade Dong Zhuo from entering the capital.
As he spoke, he finally had a lead.
The Grand Tutor suggested that on top of bringing in Dong Zhuo, they should also pull in a few dukes to act as a check and balance.
Kong Rong, who was sitting in the corner, let out a long breath and suddenly said,"It's rare for us to have such a chance. Since the state affairs are troublesome, why don't we compose a few poems?”
Yang Biao nodded slightly." Dong Zhuo will be in the capital for at least a few months. It's useless to sit here. Just as Lord Kong said."”
Composing poems and reciting music was actually one of the hobbies of the scholarly disciples.
Liu Hao couldn't feel how fast these people were singing while shaking their heads ~ What did he feel?
Compared to the songs of the later generations, it was really too dull and boring.
The few great Confucians commented on the poems of the past, toasting each other and praising each other. It was also a joyous occasion.
Suddenly, Lord Zhonglang Wang Yun pointed at Liu Hao and said with a smile,""I almost forgot that Liu Hao is here. Nephew Liu Hao, your literary talent and martial arts are both top-notch.”
Everyone expressed their agreement, but Cai Yong was a little hesitant, stroking his beard and said,""Liu Hao, if you have gained anything, why don't you recite it for the lords to comment on. If you don't, there's no need to force yourself.”
His own disciple usually did not show much talent in poetry. As his master, he was still very understanding. He did not want Liu Hao to embarrass himself in front of the prestigious Confucians.
"No way, Liu Hao, you even know Ci Fu?" Yuan Kui laughed.”
His words were filled with disbelief.
"Brother Cai, Liu Hao is extremely intelligent. He's already had a child. Don't make us wait so long."”
Liu Hao nodded to Cai Yong, indicating that there was no problem. He then sank into deep thought.
At this moment, in the Cai Residence.
A beautiful woman was listening attentively.
She was wearing a flat-collared dress with the collar upright. With a slight movement of her body, her collarbone was exposed under her slender neck.
This beautiful woman had a graceful figure and snow-white skin, but her collarbones were exceptionally clear. The most important thing was her temperament.
Coupled with his intellectual temperament, his serious listening at this moment was even more tempting.
Listening to the many Confucians jeering for Liu Hao to compose a poem, she seemed a little nervous. Her soft hands grabbed the corner of her skirt and muttered,"Shidi usually doesn't like to compose poems like a scholar. What should we do now?”
It was unknown if it was because they had a telepathic connection or something else, but as Liu Hao pondered, the corner of his eye coincidentally fell on the curtain of the inner room. It was as if he saw the pure face with black hair.
That kind of beauty and gentleness was already beautiful to the extreme. It was completely not something that ordinary women possessed.
"I got it."
Liu Hao stood up, and everyone stopped what they were doing. They were ready to hear what kind of poem Liu Hao, who had shocked the world with a single feat, would come up with.
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