Gu Beichuan had a vague impression of this person and said, "Are you Chen Chuge? The son of Chen Huaian?"

"good."

Gu Beichuan nodded when he heard this. Among the disciples who came this time, there were five from Jiangnan County.

Obviously, the other four people are headed by Chen Chuge.

On the contrary, the remaining six people were headed by Shen Liangfu and Zhou Huai's son Zhou An.

"Gu Shijun, several of us are from Jiangnan. We have never seen Gu Shijun's style, so we have questions. Please forgive me."

Chen Chuge felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Gu Beichuan, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"It's better for Gu Shijun to compose a poem on the spot, so that I can wait and see."

Hearing this, many disciples in the field suddenly became excited.

You know, this is Huainan Shijun!

Not to mention Jiangnan students, even Huainan students rarely see Huainan poets writing poems.

Because Gu Beichuan has not written many poems since his debut, but every one of them is so popular and shocking, and has been greatly spread.

As a result, he became very famous, and everyone in the literary circles in various places knew that he had such a number one figure. Everyone in Huainan even knew about him. He was regarded as a proud figure, and was hailed as a figure like a literary star descending from the earth.

Wouldn’t it be great if we could listen to the poet writing poems live at this time?

"There is nothing you can't do."

"It's just that poetry must have a theme. Since you proposed this matter, why not also decide the theme."

Chen Chuge was stunned when he heard this and asked him to decide the theme?

Doesn’t that prove that this poem was composed by the poet on the spot? It was not written in advance?

He had heard that Huainan Shijun composed a poem in five steps, but he still didn't believe it, thinking that there could not be such a great talent in the world.

But today, this scene seemed to be happening before his eyes.

I saw Chen Chuge clearing his throat and saying with excitement: "The weather is getting colder and winter is about to begin."

"When my compatriots and I came from the south of the Yangtze River, we crossed the Huaihe River."

"But I saw that the once bustling banks of the Huaihe River were already deserted."

"There are no birds singing, and there is no ape crying."

"The river surface is even colder in autumn, which makes people feel chilly."

"Gu Shijun, why don't you write a poem with this title?"

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he did not agree immediately. Instead, after thinking about it for a while, he asked: "Since you came across the Huaihe River, have you ever seen an old man in a lone boat on the river bank?"

"Old man in a lone boat? I've never seen him before." Chen Chuge shook his head.

"Gu Shijun, I've seen him before." Another Jiangnan student said at the right moment.

"Tell me what you think."

"I only remember that it was a severely cold weather, but the old man was only wearing a thin raincoat, shaking his body in the river wind."

"When I looked over, I saw that his temples were all silver. He was obviously very old."

"The student couldn't figure out why he had to go out to ferry him at such an old age, but he still gave him some money."

"You're talking about him, I've seen him before. He originally wanted to invite me to cross the river by boat, but his boat looked really small and dilapidated, so I chose another boat."

As soon as these two people talked about it, the students from Jiangnan nodded in agreement. The old man was really pitiful. Anyone who had seen him would not be unimpressed.

Gu Beichuan nodded and asked the disciple who had given him money: "What is your name?"

"Student Zhen Renyi."

"Zhen Renyi..." After chewing for a while, Gu Beichuan said with a smile: "Since you gave the old man the money, I will give this poem to you."

When Zhen Renyi heard this, he suddenly trembled.

The students around him were so envious that their eyes were red with envy. You must know that this was a gift from Huainan Shijun.

The last person to have this honor was Mr. Xiang Bai, who became popular with "Huainan Autumn·Gift to Xiang Bai".

I heard that he is a nobleman from Prince Jing's palace.

Nowadays, is it possible that Zhen Renyi will be like this and become a big fire?

However, Gu Beichuan didn't care what they thought and started reciting poems directly:

"Birds will fly away from thousands of mountains, and people will disappear from thousands of paths."

Five words!

From the first sentence, Chen Chuge and others judged it.

Moreover, the dialogue is extremely neat and the rhythm is excellent.

The key is the artistic conception!

In just ten words, the feeling of silence on both sides of the Huaihe River in early winter is vividly described!

Is this the level of Huainan poets?

If everyone had some doubts just now, after this sentence, they only had admiration.

"A man in a boat and a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river!"

boom!

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone felt like they were struck by lightning, and their emotions changed from admiration to shock!

Thousands of mountains face thousands of paths, and no trace of human beings can be seen as birds fly.

A lone boat versus fishing alone, a coir raincoat versus a cold river snow.

This confrontation is really... wonderful!

Coupled with the artistic conception, in just twenty seconds, the bleak scene of an old man wearing a straw hat, fishing alone in the middle of the river in a small boat, suddenly appeared before his eyes.

This skill, this talent, not to mention the whole Daqian, but at least in Jianghuai County, is really unique.

At this time, it was freezing cold, but everyone's hearts were extremely hot.

Since I can come here, it means that most people have some problems with poetry.

And Gu Beichuan's gesture was enough to reassure them.

"May I ask Gu Shijun, the name of this poem is taboo."

Gu Beichuan thought for a while and then said: ""Huainan Snow·Giving Benevolence and Righteousness""

boom!

As soon as these words came out, Zhen Renyi's eyes turned red, and he immediately knelt down and bowed to Gu Beichuan.

"My dear teacher, please accept my benevolence and righteousness and pay my respects."

Seeing Zhen Renyi kneeling on the ground, Gu Beichuan sighed: "I hope Renyi can become true Renyi."

Hearing this, Zhen Renyi trembled all over and said word by word: "Remember your teacher's teachings!"

In this way, under the envious eyes of everyone, Zhen Renyi became the first student from Jiangnan to become a disciple.

Except for Chen Chuge, the other three were also a little ready to make a move.

Only Chen Chuge remained calm and said: "Gu Shijun, I admit that your talent is extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to call you a literary star."

"I'm afraid that even those long-famous poets in Kyoto will never be able to produce a five-character quatrain of this quality in such a short period of time."

"It's just that Chu Ge always believes that poetry is just a small talk."

"It can only cultivate sentiments and refine feelings."

"In this life, Chu Ge must learn the way to become the prime minister of the dynasty and benefit the country and the people!"

"Dare I ask Gu Shijun if he can give me some advice?"

"If so, Chu Ge will treat you as a teacher!"

Chen Chuge asked, his eyes burning like fire.

However, everyone in the venue was shocked when they heard this.

You know, throughout the ages, how many literati and poets have fallen in love with poetry.

Gu Beichuan is also recognized as a poet in Huainan.

Are you talking about poetry in front of him?

How dare you?

This boy is truly a madman, but he must not make his mentor angry or turn his anger on us.

However, when Gu Beichuan heard this, he was not angry. Instead, his eyes were bright and he looked at Chen Chuge meaningfully.

This boy is quite majestic and has straight eyebrows. He can be called a high-spirited young man. No wonder he can say such words.

"Before answering this question, I need to ask you a question first."
Chapter completed!