Su Guan drank tea alone. His peaceful state of mind was broken, and his contradictory psychology made him particularly irritable.
One thing was certain. Three years later, he would make Wu Mingyue witness the collapse of the Great Zhou and suffer the most intense torture.
To achieve this goal, he alone was enough. He did not need to rely on the Chu Country.
This was the reason why he decided to leave.
Being in the vanity fair, it was inevitable that he would be restricted. For example, martial arts and literary battles. This was something he disdained, but he still had to participate.
The only person who felt guilty was Jiang Yanwan, the number one beauty of the Nine States.
Su Guan admitted that he admired this unique empress.
Cold, arrogant, talented, and charismatic.
It was also a pleasure to be able to witness her realize her ambitions and create glory.
Just as he was deep in thought, footsteps came from outside the mansion.
Su Guan's eyes returned to normal. He memorized Empress Jiang's poem and left with his hands behind his back.
As expected, the people who returned were all well-dressed scholars, each with a bamboo crown and wooden clogs, looking elegant and unrestrained.
"Let's go."
Su Guan looked down at the crowd calmly. He didn't want to listen to the pompous words.
Many scholars were stunned and at a loss.
On the way, they had already discussed how to goad him. They talked about how Chu had always had a rich literary style, how being well-versed in both literature and martial arts won the hearts of the people, or how they scolded Su Qiazi for being a vulgar martial artist.
If it failed, then he would act shamelessly in front of the Su Residence and force Su Quizi to participate in the poetry meet, making him embarrassed!
However, he did not expect that the other party seemed to understand…
Could it be that he was very confident in his own talent?
That was impossible!
Through all kinds of news channels, they had never heard of the abandoned son of the Zhou Country having a beautiful chest and a hidden universe in his stomach. He was a loyal eagle dog that killed without blinking!
How could this kind of butcher be compared to talent?
"Please!"
A scholar from a noble family smiled. They had all been instructed by the young phoenix of the Lu family to invite Su Qizi.
"Lead the way." Su Guan said calmly.
……
Ten miles of bead curtain, gold powder gathered.
Standing in the Qinhuai River, it was as if he was standing in a strange and colorful world.
The colorful outlines of the surrounding buildings and the dancing lights competed for their splendor, illuminating the night sky of the Qinhuai River.
Chu was the weakest country in the nine provinces. Scholars were often suppressed and unwilling, so they came to the brothels to vent their emotions.
Only in his dreams was Chu the most powerful country in the Nine Prefectures.
A magnificent pleasure boat stopped on the river. Women gathered on the railings, singing and dancing, and the sound of music lingered.
The moment a white robe appeared, Qin Huahe instantly quieted down.
This handsome and mysterious man was currently the most eye-catching existence in Chu!
He was the abandoned son of the Great Zhou, but he had become a distinguished guest of the Chu Country!
Just this point alone was enough to make the scholars of Chu angry and disappointed. What right did they have to spend so much money to buy trash that the enemy country did not want?
They did not dare to criticize His Majesty. They could only find the culprit and humiliate him!
Su Guan turned a blind eye to the gazes and walked into the pleasure boat calmly.
On the second floor.
Lu Changqing, who was wearing a noble and luxurious robe, held a wine cup in his hand. His face was cold, and his eyes seemed to be filled with venom.
"Young Master Lu, this old man will go down first.”
The elegant old man beside him smiled faintly. He was the Chancellor of the Imperial College, the organizer of this poetry meet.
"Wait a minute." Lu Changqing stopped him and said with a half-smile,"
"Poetry must be limited to a certain genre and cannot exceed the scope.”
"Why?" The old scholar was slightly surprised. It was difficult to bring out the true talent of the young phoenix by limiting the genre.
That's right, on the surface, this poetry meet was targeted at Su Quizi.
In fact, if he abandoned the child, he would definitely make a fool of himself and be humiliated by the literary circle.
Lu Fengchu finally made her debut, displaying her stunning poetic talent.
Only by comparing them could Lu Fengchu's astonishing talent be highlighted!
"I'm fine with anything." Lu Changqing was very confident in himself. He took a sip of sake and said lightly,"
"Sima Gong, prevent this person from plagiarizing and buying the works of the fallen poets.”
Upon hearing this, Chancellor Sima came to a sudden realization and headed towards the first floor of the pleasure boat.
"Your Majesty, why would you favor a good-for-nothing?”Lu Changqing gripped the wine cup tightly, his fingers turning white.
On the first floor, Su Guan stood quietly in a corner, staring coldly at the courtesan who was trying to throw himself at him.
With his taste, how could he be interested in a brothel girl?
Even if she was clean and could survive in a brothel, she must be a green tea bitch.
"Everyone here is a talented scholar of the Chu Country. Since this is such a beautiful day, you must compose a poem.”
"The poem must include rivers and fine wine!”
Chancellor Sima walked over unhurriedly under the escort of a group of nobles.
Many scholars were slightly shocked and caught off guard.
Proposition poems seemed simple, but it was not easy to stand out from the crowd.
In a short period of time, it was a test of talent and foundation.
Thinking of this, everyone looked at the white-robed man in unison with a gloating smile.
You've been preparing to make a big move along the way, right?
Unfortunately, it was useless.
Su Guan was expressionless, but he felt a little regretful.
It wasn't for himself, but for Female Empress Jiang.
An excellent heroic ancient poem, but it couldn't be spread out. A pearl covered in dust.
……
……
In the Imperial Palace.
After leaving the Su Residence, Jiang Yanwan's eyes were in a daze and she felt uneasy.
Would he really leave?
What method should he use to persuade her to stay?
She knew very well that some people would regret it for a lifetime if they missed it.
With Su Guan's help, she believed that the Chu Country would definitely get rid of the situation of poverty and weakness and become the ruler of the Nine Provinces, shocking the eight countries.
At this moment.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's a poem!”
Xiao Wan 'er walked into the palace, followed by a palace maid in pink who was panting.
" River, wine..." The palace maid hurriedly said.
Jiang Yanwan nodded her delicate chin. In an instant, her thoughts were in turmoil. She wrote a poem on the paper:
"Take it immediately."
"Understood!" The palace maid kept it in her sleeve and ran out of the palace, heading in the direction of the Qinhuai River.
"In order to let you show your divinity in front of others, His Majesty has gone through painstaking efforts.”
Xiao Wan 'er pouted and mumbled.
Jiang Yanwan was silent, and her eyes were filled with fatigue. She couldn't think of anything that could make Su Guan stay in Chu with peace of mind.
In just a quarter of an hour, the palace maid returned, her hair drenched in sweat.
"How did it go?" Xiao Wan 'er asked.
The palace maid was shocked and absent-minded, as if she had experienced an unbelievable scene.
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