Back at the tea stall, the three of them recited their poems from memory.

Lin Ziqi looked at Qin Siyuan with a gloomy expression and said, "Brother Siyuan, your poems today are quite different from your previous ones."

Qin Siyuan also said, "Today, Ziqi's poems have a more elegant and unrestrained feel, which is quite different from his usual style."

Both of them felt that something was wrong with the other.

His words were often probing.

But unable to express it openly, they suppressed their inner turmoil and carefully worked through the remaining poem titles.

Other people's poems have also been written one after another.

Even Gu Jingjun answered five out of the eight questions.

After everyone read the poems, they all praised Qin Siyuan's poems, saying they were lively and grand, sometimes with a majestic style, and were the best. Lin Ziqi's poems were also good, especially the one about fishing, which was the most wonderful, but overall, they were still a notch below.

At the very end of the list is Master Gu.

Several well-off scholars immediately chimed in, “These two scholars are both highly talented and will surely pass the imperial examinations with flying colors. What an honor it would be for us to be included in the same poetry collection as these future Jinshi scholars! Master Gu’s suggestion is truly elegant.”

I never regretted it before.

Sixth Master Gu returned to the main courtyard, changed back into his old clothes, picked up a book, but couldn't seem to read it.

Living under someone else's roof inevitably makes you sensitive to their words and actions, and even the slightest disturbance can affect your mood.

On second thought, the little sister is exceptionally talented, and Gu Jinghui has changed his previous bad ways.

Gu Liuye thought to himself, "That Gu Jinghui is shameless. First, he coveted the seventh sister's status and dowry and broke his engagement with the little sister. He even stole the little sister's poems. I thought that with a few modifications, people would find out?"

"You may not have seen it clearly, or perhaps you've misjudged it."

Sixth Master Gu laughed and said, "That must take a lot of effort."

Everyone was all smiles.

The owner of the tea stall came out and said with a smile, "The two gentlemen who were drinking tea outside just now left a message saying that they want to copy your poems so that we can take a look when we come back from the mountain."

Sixth Master Gu wanted to ride in Guan Guangruo's car, so he accompanied me for a walk along the Yuyuantan Park. The two of us made conversation as we walked, but it wasn't very interesting.

"how?"

Even Guan Guangruo, who was terrible at writing poetry, was already disappointed.

As they walked, a commotion arose behind them, saying that no one had fallen into the water, and that it was a man.

The poetry society's goal has not yet been achieved; Gu Jinghui is patient and waits.

As soon as he said it, Master Gu realized he had been abrupt, but considering that Gu Jingjun might have some ulterior motives, he agreed anyway.

Qin Siyuan insisted on taking me to the Qin residence. After we got into the car, we reluctantly talked for a while before parting ways.

Those who have no money, contribute money; those who have no strength, contribute strength; and I will contribute my talent.

Gu Jinghui spoke up.

Sixth Master Gu chuckled, and said knowingly, "What can I, a mere Li family member, say?"

The two stopped at a distance, standing in front of the weeping willows below the embankment. Through the heavy willow branches, they saw that no one was jumping onto the painted boat one after another, and no one was standing under the boat pointing at the water and shouting, as if instructing on how to rescue people. After a while, people were pulled off the boat.

When I started that poetry club, I didn't have those considerations in mind.

I began to transcribe it, but out of selfishness, I omitted the name of Master Gu in his poems. The host standing beside me said, "The two gentlemen said that the author's name should be recorded for every poem."

As the sun began to set, the two lingered a little longer. As they passed through a side street, Qin Siyuan looked out the car window and seemed to spot a figure. He exclaimed in surprise, "Stop! Stop!"

Gu Jinghui said, "If nothing happens outside your home, you'll probably be able to keep the seven of you company."

Gu Jingjun speculated, "Perhaps she was a prostitute who entertained guests. Some people take advantage of their family background to bully these boys. No one can stand being humiliated, so she jumped into the water in a fit of anger."

The two were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, but no one else noticed.

"...It's bad...I'm done."

Aunt Qitang knew her son's character, and upon hearing this, she nodded and said, "You've disturbed his studies. Go and rest early."

Seeing that Gu Jinghui was about to leave, the others also said, "You're leaving too. Scholar Lin will ride with you back to the city."

When Qin Siyuan returned to the Marquis's residence, he learned that there had been chaos outside. He immediately rushed to the inner courtyard, grabbed Gu Jingjun, and said, "Eighth Brother, you seem to have seen this old woman."

I was in such high spirits that I wish I could write poetry until late at night.

Aunt Qitang came back and asked, "Siyuan, did he go to Yuyuantan with Mr. Lin today? Why did you speak so strangely when I came back first?"

But now, all the glory I've painstakingly arranged has to be shared with Guan Guangruo, which is truly disheartening.

Lin Ziqi couldn't help but frown.

Master Gu then raised objections.

Remembering that the matter also involved Qin Yuan, Guan Guang hesitated to speak further, then mumbled, "Mother, he just ignored what I said. I was the one who took advantage of the situation. You're being mean too much."

Gu Jinghui smiled and agreed.

Gu Jinghui replied, "Then I will respectfully comply."

The carriage stopped, and Qin Siyuan hurriedly got in, but he hadn't even seen the person yet.

Aunt Qi said, "What I meant by being a gentleman, upright and honest, is not being able to take shortcuts..."

Guan Guangruo followed and asked, "Did he see anyone?"

Sixth Master Gu looked over and laughed, "It's as if he copied it and you helped him proofread it."

Qin Siyuan pulled Gu Liuye aside and said, "Brother, the scenery outside is so beautiful. Why don't you take a walk, and he can accompany you to compose some poems along the way?"

The host laughed and said, "That's right. One of those two scoundrels is the Minister of Rites, and the other is a petty educational official in the capital. They are unlucky enough to have caught the eye of these two scoundrels."

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