I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"This is simply incredible! Brother Wei, take a quick look, I remember you seem to have a Snow Spirit Grass!"

Qingfeng Li watched the scene in a daze. The young man enveloped in light looked like a god descending to earth, cold and mysterious.

Wei Yu was reminded by him and finally recovered from his shock. He immediately took out an exquisite wooden box from his storage bag and shouted, "Brother, I have a Snow Spirit Grass here. I'm willing to exchange it with you!"

"Wait a minute, little brother, I'm willing to exchange three Snow Spirit Grasses and an Earth-level treasure!"

As soon as Wei Yu finished speaking, before Gu Yunzhou could speak, two people jumped down from the second floor of the Lenten Zhai. One of them was a middle-aged man who hurriedly spoke up to stop them. This man was the one who had just teased the owner of the Lenten Zhai.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, you're really taking advantage of me. You're trying to exchange such a small amount for a poem that protects the nation. I'm willing to give you a Snow Spirit Grass, a holy place name, and 100 taels of gold in exchange!"

"Wait a minute, little brother, my Li family is willing to offer a snow spirit grass, a defensive cultural treasure, and a place for cultivation in our Zhao family's blessed land!" The person who spoke this time was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties. She walked straight through the crowd and came in front of Gu Yunzhou.

At this time, the green light surrounding the entire street gradually began to dissipate and gather, and the poem floating in the air slowly fell on the table again. A pure green light instantly penetrated Gu Yunzhou's body and disappeared.

"Congratulations, little brother. With the precious light of this national treasure, you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort in the future when the literary energy enters your body and you build the literary palace!" The beautiful woman looked at Gu Yunzhou with envy. This was a more rare opportunity than those children of large families who had consumed spiritual objects from heaven and earth since childhood or lived in places with rich literary energy.

The Wen Palace is the foundation of a person and is related to how far he can go in the future. It can be said that the more stable, glorious and majestic the Wen Palace is, the more likely he is to become a semi-saint in the future. It is like laying the foundation for building a house. The more solid the foundation, the more stable the house will be.

Gu Yunzhou's heart moved. He had asked Master Hu last time, and he only said that it was related to Wen Palace. He said that it would be known when his literary energy entered his body in the future. Now, according to what this woman said, it would be of great benefit to him.

"Yes, little brother, you are a genius. Our Jinzhou hasn't produced a national poem for a long time!" This time it was the middle-aged man called Brother Zhao who spoke. He looked at Gu Yunzhou with disbelief in his eyes.

"By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet, little brother. My name is Zhao Kuo, and I'm from the Zhao family in Jinzhou!" The middle-aged man, Zhao Kuo, was extremely excited at the moment. He didn't expect that just by coming here to discuss something at the request of a friend, such a big pie would fall from the sky. However, the only thing that made him a little nervous was the competition from the person from the Zhao family.

This is an original national poem, and it is also a rare and ambitious poem. If those scholars who have been unable to make a breakthrough for a long time can read it frequently, it will definitely be of great benefit. You know, in a big family, there will inevitably be a few members who are about to end their life and have been unable to make a breakthrough.

What's more important is that this is an auxiliary poem. Just from the concrete image of the poem just now, the great roc soaring into the sky, we should know that this poem at least has the ability to fly. It can't be imagined to soar to 90,000 miles, but being able to stay in mid-air during the battle is already a great advantage.

In addition to the original author, only those who carry the original work can enjoy the blessing of poetry. Two-thirds of the bonus is available to ordinary people except for the author. Even if ordinary people recite this poem, it will only have a normal effect. Unless they have a thorough understanding of the poem and break through to the subtle realm, each page will only have half of the bonus. This is why everyone is very concerned about the original manuscript.

"My name is Li Furong, and I'm from the Li family in Jinzhou County. I'm not sure if you're ready for marriage. I have several nieces of the right age, and I'd like to introduce them to you!" The beautiful woman was not to be outdone. She lifted her hair from her forehead and smiled kindly.

"Oh my god, it's the Zhao family of Jinzhou County. They have a semi-saint in their family. If I can get to know this young man from the Zhao family, I won't have to worry about my future!"

"The Li family is quite good. They have countless great scholars, and they even produced a genius. He's only 20 years old, but he's already reached the peak of a 7th-rank scholar. It's rumored that he could break through to a 6th-rank scholar at any time!"

The people around looked at Gu Yunzhou with envy. They originally thought that he was just a clown who was trying to attract attention, but they didn't expect that he was really capable. Not only did he write a poem to protect the country, but he also attracted the Zhao and Li families to compete to make friends with him.

This is a scene that only exists in operas. The audience enjoyed it very much. It was like the opera reflected in reality. They were very satisfied with the show.

"Thank you all for your kindness. I am Gu Yunzhou, and I am honored to meet you all. However, I must state this in advance: I will only exchange this poem for a single Snow Spirit Grass to save my mother's life. Since you were the first to propose this exchange, can you please give me the gift now? This poem is yours!"

Gu Yunzhou was also a little surprised. Although he knew that it would lead to competition, he did not expect that the conditions offered by these people were more outrageous than each other. It seemed that his thinking had not yet completely changed, and he underestimated the power of this poem in the Tianxing Continent.

But what he wanted was always simple. Just one Snow Spirit Grass was enough. He had no intention of gaining any benefit from it, so he said it very frankly and naturally.

As soon as Gu Yunzhou said this, there was an uproar. There are such fools in the world who ignore such obvious benefits and insist on insisting on those meaningless principles.

Not to mention making friends with the Zhao or Li families, which would be great luck, but he still wanted to push them away. It turned out that he was just a young man with little experience in talking and doing things. He was still too immature.

"Brother Wei, hurry up! Didn't you hear that Mr. Gu said he wanted to make an exchange with you?" Li Qingfeng's voice rang out. He patted the stunned Wei Yu and reminded him excitedly.

"Ah!" Wei Yu subconsciously took out the box containing the Snow Spirit Grass, but immediately realized it and shook his head, saying, "No, I'm taking advantage of someone in distress. This is not the behavior of a gentleman. I know Brother Gu needs the Snow Spirit Grass to treat his mother, but a poem that protects the country is far more valuable than a piece of Snow Spirit Grass."

"Brother Gu, I didn't bring much stuff with me this time. Can I buy it on credit first? I will immediately send a message to the elders at home to send the corresponding treasures!" Wei Yu looked ashamed and said embarrassedly.

"Kid, if you don't have enough things, go play somewhere else. Brother Gu, you should exchange with my Zhao family. If you are not satisfied, we can still discuss the conditions!" Zhao Kuo's eyes flashed, and he immediately seized the opportunity to speak.