Just when everyone thought that the matter was over and was about to disperse.
An elderly man came over and said, "I heard that Ji Huiyuan wrote twenty poems in one go for this betrothal gift! Can you please give us a heads up?"
This person is an old friend of Master Lin and is also a juren, but he no longer takes the imperial examination as he is too old to do so.
Several scholars nearby came over curiously after hearing what happened.
"One hundred taels for each poem by a tribute candidate. Twenty poems, Ji Huiyuan is really generous. He didn't write twenty doggerel poems to show off his wealth!"
The person who was speaking seemed pedantic. Although he admired Ji Yu, he was extremely dissatisfied with Ji Yu's decision to marry a merchant girl. So he would come out and ridicule whenever he got the chance.
Ji Yu took out a small book that he had bound in advance from his bosom, handed it to the older man, and said politely, "Mr. Huang, please take a look at it. If there is anything inappropriate, you can give me some advice."
Ji Yu had heard from Master Lin a long time ago that he had a colleague who loved poetry. Before Ji Yu proposed marriage, he specifically asked Wang Shanchuan to spread the news. He said that he had prepared 20 poems as a betrothal gift. Then he would definitely be curious about poetry because of his status as a champion.
When these famous poems are passed down, they will completely cover up the previous rumors. When people mention Gu Qingqing, they will only think of the wonderful woman who was proposed to by twenty poems, and will no longer think of her being rejected.
The old man took the book that Ji Yu handed over and turned it over carefully. The two quatrains in the first poem amazed him. The old man couldn't help but recite these two lines: "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless things in the world. What a good poem! What a good poem!"
"Maybe the poems on the first page are better, but the rest may not be the same. I don't believe he can write 20 poems worth passing down in just 10 days," a scholar nearby couldn't help but said sourly.
The old man turned to the second page and exclaimed again, "Why die if I can be a pair of mandarin ducks? I would rather be a mandarin duck than be an immortal. Wonderful, wonderful."
The third page exclaims again, "We may not have the wings of a phoenix, but our hearts are connected with each other."
Several students also became interested and shouted at the old scholar to turn the pages quickly.
The few old scholars who had just scolded Ji Yu couldn't even squeeze in.
"The exquisite dice are filled with red beans, do you know how deep my love for you is? This poem is really about deep love for you! Ji Huiyuan is still a romantic!" A scholar who had just been sharp-tongued changed his tone and began to praise.
"I wish I could be like the stars and you could be like the moon, shining brightly every night." Another person also said, "It seems that Miss Gu is a very good woman! She can let Ji Huiyuan be a star to accompany her."
"Even though there are hundreds of beauties in the world, you are the only one I love." Another person also exclaimed, "To marry the one you love, this is what many people want!! We really shouldn't have done that just now."
As the crowd exclaimed one after another, famous poems were recited one after another.
"The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is the person in your heart."
"When you first meet someone, you're surprised and delighted; when you're together for a long time, you're struck with excitement."
"Life has its limits, but love has no end."
"Love is as unpredictable as the wind and snow, yet its movement is as tragic as death."
"You left behind your charm for a long time, and I picked up thousands of thoughts."
"If the moon is always bright, I will warm you even in the snow."
"I will be with you forever, and live with you forever."
"The spring breeze on the ten-mile Yangzhou road is not as good as the rolled-up pearl curtain."
"I would not trade my love for you for gold, I vow to have a happy marriage with you forever."
"I see all living things as grass and trees, but you are the green mountain. I wish we could look back on the years and grow old together with deep affection."
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"One life, one pair, half drunk, half awake, half floating" The old man turned to the last page and still exclaimed, "Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, I only wish you to be free and happy."
"Excuse me, Ji Huiyuan, have you chosen her as the only one in this life?" After reading this, the old man's heart was pounding and he was so excited that he couldn't say anything.
After all, with this kind of talent, a woman must be very outstanding to make him so attached to her.
Ji Yu watched everyone immersed in the poems and couldn't extricate themselves, and said seriously word by word, "The last sentence is what I want in my heart. I just hope that she will be happy all her life. If it weren't for Qingqing, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to write poems. She is my only source of inspiration."
After hearing this, the old man also said to everyone in a decisive tone, "The person who can make Ji Huiyuan never forget her must be an extremely outstanding girl. The rumors outside are absolutely false."
"Thank you for your righteous and frank words." Ji Yu bowed and gave him a very standard salute.
"Then... can you lend me this collection of poems so I can copy one when I go back?" The old man seemed a little embarrassed. After all, this was someone else's betrothal gift, but the poems in it were really well written.
At this time, Gu's father also walked out of the Gu Mansion.
Ji Yu said to Gu's father, "My nephew's betrothal gifts have been delivered. Please make the decision, father-in-law."
Of course, Gu's father understood what Ji Yu meant. This old man was a weathervane for scholars in Lin'an City. If he could make friends with him, it would be helpful to the Gu family's business in the future.
Ji Yu was providing Gu's father with an opportunity for them to get to know each other.
The old man quickly and politely said, "Excuse me, Brother Gu, may I borrow it?"
Father Gu was one generation younger than the old man, so he gave him great face. He nodded and replied quickly, "Brother Huang, you are too polite. Of course I will borrow it."
A group of students and scholars came over to chat with Gu's father, and their implicit meaning was that they wanted to borrow and copy the book.
When Ji Yu saw that Gu's father was surrounded by a group of people, he secretly withdrew and walked into Gu's house with the betrothal gift.
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