I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"There's no need for medicine. Mom just needs some rest and she'll be fine soon. There's no need to waste money on a doctor."

Qin smiled and took the cup of water handed to her by her son. After taking a few sips, she put the cup down and asked puzzledly, "By the way, where are we now? Why aren't we at home?"

"This is the backyard wing of Huichun Hall, specially used to treat patients. You can stay here for the time being. Another doctor will examine you tomorrow, and then we can go home!"

Gu Yunzhou took the cup of water that Qin had finished drinking, put it on the table, and then answered with a smile.

"It's not cheap to stay here for one night, and there's also the medicine money. Brother Yun, why don't we go back? Mom thinks everything is fine now!"

Hearing that it was Huichuntang, Qin Shi became a little uneasy. Her family had relied on her to work as a cook in the Gu Mansion for so many years, and they had finally raised their son, but they had not saved any money. This time, they would probably have to empty all their family assets. Thinking of this, Qin Shi wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, regardless of her still weak legs and feet.

"Mother, don't worry about the money. Here are three hundred taels of silver notes, enough for your treatment here!"

Gu Yunzhou quickly stopped his mother, knowing that she was worried about the money, so he took out the banknotes in his arms and handed them to Qin.

"What? Three hundred taels!" Qin's eyes widened in surprise, unable to believe the number she heard. She took the banknote tremblingly and carefully counted the zeros. It was indeed three hundred taels.

"Hiss! Where did you get so much silver? Brother Yun, we can't do such sneaky things!"

Qin took the banknote and confirmed that it was genuine. Instead of being happy, she frowned with deep worry in her eyes. She held Gu Yunzhou's hand tightly and asked him. She was afraid that her son had gone astray and that the origin of the money was unknown.

Seeing his mother's nervous expression, Gu Yunzhou felt warm in his heart. He smiled and comforted her, "Mom, what are you thinking? I'm your son. Don't you know me? This money came from a legitimate source. I earned it by writing poems for noble people!"

Gu Yunzhou briefly explained the situation to his mother, skimming over the details of the competition among several major families. Despite this, Qin still exclaimed repeatedly, her face filled with surprise and joy.

She sighed, "I didn't expect that our Yun brother actually has such talent."

"Then we can't spend it recklessly. This money should be kept for emergencies." Although Qin was very happy, she couldn't help but remind her son.

Gu Yunzhou nodded and said, "Mom, I know. I will arrange and use this money properly. You are not in good health now and need to be taken care of. So let's cure your illness first. Besides, I also want you to live a good life and no longer worry about life."

Qin's eyes were filled with tears. She held her son's hand tightly and said, "Brother Yun, you are such a filial and good child. But as long as you are safe and healthy, nothing else matters."

Gu Yunzhou looked at the kindness and concern in his mother's eyes, and his heart was filled with warmth and motivation. He secretly vowed to work hard to make his mother live a good life.

At this time, in Gu's house, Gu Tianhua was listening to the servant's report with a gloomy face, "Master, I've inquired about it. Gu Yunzhou's mother was this morning from..." The servant hesitated and looked at Gu Tianhua hesitantly.

"You dog slave, how dare you keep me in suspense? Just say it when I tell you to!" Gu Tianhua's bad suspicions deepened. He threw the teacup in his hand at the servant with some annoyance. The servant didn't dare to dodge. His skin turned red from being scalded by the scalding tea. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Gu Tianhua to apologize.

"Second Young Master, it's my fault. Please punish me!" The servant quickly knelt down to admit his mistake. This master was not a broad-minded person. If it wasn't a death contract, who would be willing to serve him? Gu Tianhua was young, but he had already taken countless lives.

"Keep talking!" Gu Tianhua had a gloomy face and tried hard to suppress his anger.

"Yes, I have inquired about it. Qin, Gu Tianhua's mother, works as a kitchen helper in the inner courtyard of our Gu Mansion. Today, the eldest lady wanted to eat the osmanthus cake she made, so she asked her to make it and send it to her. Then..."

The servant lowered his head, not daring to look at Gu Tianhua's expression. He swallowed hard but still mustered up the courage to speak, "Then I was so careless as to bump into you and you gave me a lesson. Who knew that woman's health was so weak and she herself was ill, but instead, you, the young master, had to bear a bad reputation!"

The servant said this in fear, and was trembling with fear for a moment. He sighed in his heart that he had bad luck today. He estimated that he would be skinned alive if he couldn't get up today.

"That's right. I only gave her a light push. She fell on her own. What does it have to do with me? Go tell the rest of the people in the mansion to shut up. Tell everyone to answer like this when they ask. Do you understand?"

At this time, Gu Tianhua's voice sounded leisurely, not angry or violent, but full of calmness.

The servant mustered up the courage to look up, only to see that Gu Tianhua's face was ferocious and his eyes were full of malice, twisting his rather good-looking face into one that looked like a demon.

"I'll remember this and make sure everyone in the Gu Mansion knows that it was the woman who fell down by herself!" The servant escaped death and was secretly relieved. He hurriedly made the promise.

"Knock, knock, knock, the young master wants you to go to the study!" There was a knock on the door. Gu Tianhua agreed with a grim expression and asked the servant to do as he instructed. Then he calmed down and went towards Gu Jin's study.

"How's the thing I asked you to do going?" Gu Jin asked his son as soon as he saw him, looking very anxious.

"Dad, why are you so anxious? I'm just a young boy. I was lucky enough to write a poem about Guanzhou!" Gu Tianhua felt jealous. When did his father value an outsider so much?

"You know nothing. Just this afternoon, Gu Yunzhou composed a poem to protect the nation on West Street. The aura of the poem enveloped the entire West Street. Many scholars who were there at the time benefited greatly from it."

Gu Jin looked excited and valued Gu Yunzhou's value even more. This young man had not yet acquired any literary talent. If given time, he would probably become a talented child who was no less than the genius of the eldest branch of the Gu family.

As long as he was in his hands, he wouldn't have to be controlled by the eldest wife's family in the future. Thinking of the countless silver, money and treasures that he had given to the eldest wife over the years, Gu Jin couldn't help but feel distressed.