The moment the flower paper came into contact with the wall, a bright light burst out from the mural.

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the cave flute, the light quickly spread around until it enveloped the entire house.

The frost in the yard has melted.

The corpses on the ground were also gone.

The carved railings, jade masonry, pavilions and pavilions have all returned to their normal appearance.

And compared to the dilapidated appearance before, Lu Zhai now has a completely new look.

With green tiles and flying rafts and jade-staired Tongting, it is magnificent, bustling and lively.

It's like yesterday happened again.

"We have now come to the world in the murals." Tang Hui introduced at the side.

As soon as they finished speaking, two maids in pink skirts appeared beside them and said to them in a respectful tone: "May I ask if you have an invitation from the 'Hundred Flowers Poetry Society'?"

Gu Xu handed them the flower note in his hand.

In Gu Xu's perception, these two maids were neither living people nor evil ghosts, but more like illusory projections.

This made him marvel at the magic of "Jinghong Brush".

"Please, distinguished guest, come with us!" The two maids took the flower note and bowed to Gu Xu.

Afterwards, Gu Xu, Chu Fengge and Tang Hui followed the two maids, passing through countless rooms, courtyards and verandas, and arrived at the back garden of the Lu family's mansion.

At this moment, many people had already gathered in the garden.

Just like what is depicted in the mural, a long table is placed in the center of the waterside pavilion.

Mrs. Lu, the president of the poetry club, sat in the middle.

The other ladies, gentlemen, and young ladies sat on either side of her in turn, obviously eager to try and look forward to showing off their talents in front of everyone.

"Madam, these are the new guests." The two maids bowed to Madam Lu and reported.

The eyes of everyone present immediately fell on Gu Xu and others.

In their eyes, the faces of Gu Xu and others were very unfamiliar - they didn't know how talented these people were to have a place in the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Society".

In fact, Gu Xu was also a little nervous.

He knew that if he wanted to stand out in the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Society" and be recognized by everyone in the Lu family, then those excellent poems and lyrics from his previous life would be his trump card.

However, copying the document may not always be successful.

Because in this kind of activity where literati and poets form groups to write poems, there is a high probability that they will not be allowed to express themselves freely, but will write poems based on propositions.

Sometimes I even engage in word games like pairing, word analysis, flying flower order, and write some acrostic poems, palindrome poems, acrostic poems, and other brain-burning things.

A copycat without real talent and learning will definitely show his flaws.

"I hope they won't ask too difficult questions!" Gu Xu silently prayed in his heart.

At this time, Mrs. Lu raised her head, smiled and said, "Do you have any nicknames for these distinguished guests?"

"Another name? What is that?" Chu Fengge asked.

"Since we have formed a poetry club, it would be nice for us to be literati and elegant people, so we should call each other by elegant names," Mrs. Lu explained patiently, "For example, my nickname is 'Yuanxiang Jushi', and An Zhi's nickname is

She is called 'Shangyang Concubine', and Shiyao's nickname is 'Suxue Fairy'..."

At this time, Gu Xu remembered that it was mentioned in the information that every member who participated in the Baihua Poetry Society would give himself a nickname in a fun way.

The courtyard where Lu Shiyao lived was called "Suxue Garden", hence the nickname "Suxue Fairy".

Mrs. Lu lived in "Yuanxiang Tower" and believed in Buddhism privately, so she was nicknamed "Yuanxiang Layman".

As for Chen Anzhi, the young lady of the Chen family in Xiangyang - her family was planning to send her to the palace to be a concubine, and the palace of the Daqi royal family was called "Shangyang Palace", so she was nicknamed "Shangyang Concubine".

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"My nickname is 'Qionglin Talented Scholar'." Tang Hui said first.

Many years ago, Tang Hui passed the Jinshi examination before joining the Exorcist Department.

The "Qionglin Banquet" is a banquet held by the emperor for new scholars after the imperial examination.

So Tang Hui took this as his nickname.

"Please sit down!" Mrs. Lu said in a gentle tone.

"Thank you, Madam!" After saying that, Tang Hui sat in the third empty seat to Madam Lu's right.

"Well... then I'll call you 'Master Changsheng'," Gu Xu smiled slightly, "'Changshengzhai' is the name of my study."

"Don't look at me, I'm just his follower!" Chu Fengge pointed at Gu Xu and said in a panic.

Even though Chu Fengge looks more beautiful than a woman, he is actually a vulgar warrior worthy of the name. One of the things he hates most in his life is reciting poems and composing poems.

In order not to write poetry, he would rather temporarily put aside his pride and pretend to be Gu Xu's follower.

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After some pleasantries, Mrs. Lu asked someone to bring a bamboo-carved skewer tube with ivory skewers inside. She shook it and placed it in the center of the long table.

He took another dice and placed it next to the lottery tube.

"These ivory sticks are all flower name tags, and each stick has the name of a flower written on it," Mrs. Lu introduced. "I will roll the dice later, and the person who counts needs to grab a bamboo stick from the stick.

, and compose a poem based on the names of the flowers on the bamboo sticks.

"If you can't write it down, I'll punish myself with three glasses of wine."

Hearing this, Gu Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

This "flower name tag" is not too difficult.

It is equivalent to writing a poem with a certain flower as the title.

With the accumulation of poetry in his previous life, he could barely cope with it.

"Then as the president, I'll start with a piece of advice!" Mrs. Lu smiled and took the lead in grabbing a "flower name tag" from the tube.

Everyone came over to take a look, and saw a pomegranate flower painted on the signature, with the four words "Fire Flame Red Dress" inscribed on it, and a line of small words engraved below - "Like a volcano with pomegranates reflecting on the hill".

Chen Anzhi, who was beside her, immediately raised his glass and said with a smile: "Pomegranate is a sign of many children and good fortune! I would like to propose a toast to you, Madam!"

Gu Xu looked at the gentle and beautiful Miss Chen Anzhi of the Chen family and thought: She is indeed the legitimate daughter of a wealthy family and the future empress. Her emotional intelligence is really extraordinary!

After seeing the signature, Mrs. Lu thought for a few minutes and then chanted:

"A red cloud reflects the sunset,

"Thousands of green leaves are stained with red leaves.

"Even if people praise you for having many children,

"Buried into dust and turned into ashes."

As soon as Mrs. Lu finished speaking, the people around her immediately applauded and praised: "What a poem!"

But Gu Xu's attention was attracted by the phrase "buried in dust and turned into ashes".

The desolate artistic conception of this poem is obviously contrary to the pomegranate symbol of "many children and many blessings".

He sighed silently in his heart: If all this is an illusion created by the "Jinghong Brush", is it using this to miss its old owner who passed away and miss the disappeared Lu family?

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After Mrs. Lu finished reciting the poem, she gently tossed the dice on the table.

The dice spun a few times and stopped at one point.

Counting from herself, it happened to be Chen Anzhi beside her.
Chapter completed!