I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"Okay, everyone, don't be so reserved. I originally came here today because of that poem that shocked the whole country, but I didn't expect to make an unexpected discovery!"

The Eighth Elder waved his hand, signaling that everyone should be more polite, and then turned his gaze to Gu Yunzhou again. Seeing this, everyone knew that this elder did not want to communicate with them, so they all shut up tactfully, their eyes shifting back and forth between Gu Yunzhou and the Seventh Elder.

"Look, Mr. Gu has put down his brush!" Some people had been paying attention to Gu Yunzhou and had not even looked up to notice the changes around them. Therefore, when they saw Gu Yunzhou put down his brush, they couldn't help but shout out loud.

As the man shouted, everyone's attention shifted to Gu Yunzhou. He was smiling and looking confidently at the poem he had just written.

"It's really well written, almost drunk. He is indeed a talented writer who has aroused the doubts of heaven and earth!" Someone exclaimed in admiration, his eyes full of admiration.

"Since ancient times, all saints and wise men have been lonely. Only drinkers leave their names behind! Haha, I didn't realize that this little friend Gu is a fellow traveler. Just based on this sentence, I've decided to make him my friend!"

A big man with an unshaven beard and a wild appearance laughed and took out the wine gourd behind him and took a gulp of wine. The people around him subconsciously moved away a little. If for no other reason than the big man's unkempt appearance, it was really hard to imagine whether he was mentally normal.

However, at this moment, a strange light suddenly burst out from Gu Yunzhou's poem, illuminating the entire room.

"Oh my God, poetry can stabilize a country!" someone exclaimed with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. This is the cyan brilliance of poetry, as well as the golden light of the original author. It's crazy! In just a short while, I actually saw the birth of a national poem!" Someone else exclaimed, their voice trembling.

Everyone was shocked by the scene before them. They stared blankly at the intertwined blue and gold light, their hearts filled with awe.

"No, do you smell anything? It smells so good, just like the aroma of a fine wine that's been aged for years!"

Just as everyone was sighing in admiration, a strange change suddenly occurred on the scene. A green light suddenly rose from the paper, a circle of golden ripples appeared at the edge, and then an enchanting aroma of wine quickly spread.

In the blink of an eye, a light drizzle began to fall within a one-kilometer radius centered on Gu Yunzhou. These raindrops were very strange, exuding a faint aroma of wine. Once they touched the body, the aroma of wine immediately penetrated the heart.

Even those who never drink find this aroma remarkably comforting. Even more astonishing, however, is the transformation it produces when it enters the human body. The entire body seems to be imbued with boundless power, a surge of spiritual energy filling the body.

This drizzling rain actually had the special effect of replenishing literary energy and physical strength. Before everyone had time to recover from their surprise, Gu Yunzhou's actions did not stop for a moment. He directly pulled out another blank piece of paper and continued to write rapidly.

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."

"No matter how many times you are beaten, you will still be strong. No matter which direction the wind blows."

"Good, good, good! This pronunciation is very good. Every word is very important. It not only expresses the tenacity and uprightness of bamboo, but also metaphorically represents my own state of mind. This Master Gu is truly a man of great talent!"

"What a wonderful line, let the wind blow from all directions. It truly uses poetry to describe people. No matter how difficult it is or how much persecution one suffers, one will never give up easily!"

Just as they finished speaking, a flash of green light appeared on the paper again. The onlookers, whether they were ordinary people or the children of noble families who were usually high and mighty, were looking at this scene with numbness. Where did this monster come from? In just less than an incense stick of time, he wrote two national poems one after another. The key point was that he looked so at ease.

"We must make good friends with him. This guy is definitely not an ordinary person. Little sister, quickly call Chao Chao back. They are both young talents and they have more topics to talk about!"

The Li family's patriarch clutched his chest, a look of shock on his face. He secretly exclaimed inwardly, "What kind of talent is this? This must be a peerless individual that only appears once in thousands of years. If we don't catch this person, it will definitely be the Li family's greatest loss."

She knew very well that such talents were rare, and it would undoubtedly be a blessing for the family if she could make friends with them.

"Master, Chaochao is currently studying at the Tianshu Academy in the Imperial Capital. She has already become a disciple of a semi-saint. Wouldn't it be a waste of her talent to call her back?"

Li Furong, the younger sister of the Li family and the middle-aged woman Gu Yunzhou had met in Liuyun Town, raised this question. After all, it seemed a bit of a waste of resources to let such an outstanding disciple who had already become a disciple of a semi-saint return home.

However, Patriarch Li shook his head firmly and said, "I still think it's too late to join the team. I don't know if this Gu Yunzhou is willing to have any contact with our family!"

Her face was filled with seriousness and anxiety, her gaze fixed on the young man, enveloped in a rich literary aura, her heart filled with anticipation and worry. She couldn't help but smack her tongue, simultaneously feeling immense regret for her miscalculation. She knew that if she missed this opportunity, there might never be another.

She already knew about what happened at Qionghua Pavilion yesterday, but after weighing the pros and cons, she chose not to help either side. The Wei family and the Qi family got a big bargain this time, but who could have known that in such a desperate situation, this young man with an ordinary background could still find a way to make a comeback.

The same thing happened to several different noble families. Everyone exclaimed that they had made a mistake, and at the same time looked in the direction of the Wei family and the Qi family with envy. These two families had been running around for Gu Yunzhou from the beginning to the end, and they had formed a good relationship with him. We were really envious!

"Great! With the literary charm of these two national treasure poems, even if the Heaven and Earth Questioning Conscience ends, Gu Yunzhou's Palace of Literature will not be in trouble. On the contrary, it can benefit a lot. However, such a thing is really unique in thousands of years!"

Hua Erniang smiled, her heart finally at ease. This was a talented person that had finally appeared in their Beichen country. If he died here unfortunately, she would really be ashamed of His Majesty.

Gu Yunzhou paid no attention to the discussions, exclamations, and voices of praise from those around him. He looked at the father and son of the Gu family, who seemed to be on the verge of collapse, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, smiled at them, then lowered his head and continued to write furiously.

At this moment, the faces of the Gu family father and son turned extremely ugly, especially Gu Yunhai, whose eyes were filled with horror and disbelief. They could never have imagined that Gu Yunzhou could actually write such amazing poems, and two poems that would protect the country.