I am a winner with Chinese poetry

This wonderful experience left everyone present dumbfounded. You know, the dust in the Wen Palace can only be removed by slowly removing it with a water grinder, or by relying on rare cultural treasures. However, cultural treasures are hard to come by, and the Qingxin grass that can remove the dust in the Wen Palace is even rarer.

However, if you rely on slow and steady methods, the speed is extremely slow, and many people have just finished clearing a part of the front when new dust will appear in the back of the palace. This cycle repeats over and over again, which is a headache. Countless people have no hope of breaking through because of the dust in their palace, and can only spend their whole lives in a state of wandering.

And just in a few breaths, the dust in the Wen Palace that usually troubled countless Confucian scholars disappeared. How could this not drive people crazy?

At this moment, the eyes of these people became extremely hot, just like a group of beggars who had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a table full of delicious food in front of them, greedy and eager.

They knew very well what such poems meant. If they could claim them as their own, it would undoubtedly bring huge benefits and glory to themselves or their families.

Gu Yunzhou was completely bewildered. Originally, he'd just been giving it a try. Bai Juyi's "Pipa Song" was incredibly long, and some passages didn't quite fit the current context, so he'd only chosen a few to experiment with. However, it had to be admitted that the ancestors were truly ancestors! Even just this short passage was incredibly powerful!

Hua Erniang came over gracefully, adjusted her dress gently, and then asked Yun Zhou in a very earnest tone, "Master Gu, would you be willing to let me include this poem in our Qionghua Pavilion's list of outstanding talents?"

Arguably, the most shocked person today was Hua Erniang, the owner of Qionghua Pavilion. Initially, she witnessed the sudden emergence of a pipa piece imbued with murderous aura. Unlike most people present, with her years of experience and keen insight, she instantly grasped the immense value inherent in this piece.

The melody seemed unpredictable, illusory, yet filled with a chilling murderous intent. Even she, a fifth-rank Confucian scholar, felt a sense of dread. More importantly, the music seemed to possess a spiritual influence that, if harnessed effectively, would undoubtedly prove invaluable in resisting the barbarian invasion.

Secondly, this poem is Guanzhou's Pipa Poem. Although its grade is not so exaggerated, its ability to remove the dust from the literary palace is enough to attract countless people.

She had already decided to write a secret letter to report everything that happened here today. She had a premonition that this young man would definitely make a great name for himself in the Tianxing Continent in the future.

"Master Gu, I am from the Qin family of Qingyuan Commandery. I heard that you gave one of your first two masterpieces to your mentor and one to heal your mother in exchange for the Snow Spirit Grass. I wonder if you would like to part with "Pipa Xing" (The Song of the Pipa). Our Qin family is willing to be the first to exchange with you!"

At this time, an energetic old man walked out of the crowd. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were as calm as a pool of still water. There was no trace of the vicissitudes of life that are common in the elderly. Instead, there was a trace of extraordinary wisdom.

"Brother Qin, you're overstepping your bounds. This is a talented man from our Jinzhou County. Even if you, Mr. Gu, want to exchange him, it's our people from Jinzhou County who should come first!"

Before Gu Yunzhou could reply, a plump and fat man walked in from the gate. It was obvious that he came in a hurry, and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

"Wei Lao Si, you're wrong. We're all from Beichen, so there's no distinction between you and me!"

The old man's eyes flickered when he saw the fat man walking in. It seemed that it would not be so easy to achieve his goal today. This Wei Lao Si, Wei Yuan, was as his name suggested. Not only was he round in appearance, but his methods were also smooth and difficult to deal with. He did not expect that he would get the news and rush over so quickly.

"Damn you, old ghost Qin! If you say so, I'll go to your Qingyuan County tomorrow and see if there's any younger generation with the wit and talent to write something astonishing! If there really is one, well, we'll just have to wait and see. I'll poach that person and don't feel bad about it!"

A clear and somewhat shrewd voice was heard, and a graceful and charming woman walked in. This woman looked to be about forty years old, with a face as round as a silver plate, and her eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a subtle majesty.

Her attire was simple and elegant, yet refined and elegant. She appeared capable and shrewd, emanating a powerful aura, as if she were born to be a powerful figure. Behind her followed several beautiful young women, each as beautiful as a flower.

"Oh, from the Li family, I didn't expect you to come here to join in the fun?" Seeing this, the old man Qin Fang, who was originally sitting upright on the chair, couldn't help but frowned and groaned in his heart.

You have to know that the woman in front of you named Li Youyou is by no means an ordinary person. If the previous Wei Laosi was just smooth and difficult to deal with, then this Li Youyou can be said to be an upgraded version, which is a real headache.

It turns out that Li Youyou is the younger sister of the current head of the Li family. Because of her decisiveness, skill, generosity and righteousness, she is deeply trusted and respected by the clan members, and is entrusted with the important task of taking full charge of all external affairs of the Li family.

"What? Are you the only one allowed to come, and I'm not? Besides, I've heard of Mr. Gu's great name for a long time! Last time, my sister Furong came back and praised him again and again. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is indeed well-deserved! When I was his age, I was nowhere near as good as him! In my opinion, given time, this kid will definitely become a great writer, and he might even be called the Great Confucian of Beichen!"

As Li Youyou spoke, he looked up and down at the young man from the Gu family standing beside him with great interest, his eyes full of admiration.

As expected, he had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was gentle and elegant. He was a good-looking young man. Thinking of this, she quickly recalled in her mind whether there was a woman of the right age suitable for marriage in the family. This young man was extraordinary at first glance, and he had already shown his potential at a young age. If she could bring him to the Li family, he would definitely be a great help in the future.

"Thank you for your compliment, senior. I'm not afraid of it!" Gu Yunzhou looked at the woman in front of him with a confused look on his face. Her features were somewhat similar to Li Furong's, but she was so direct. She praised him right away, making him too embarrassed to say no.