"Lu Jiuhang." Guo Fu narrowed his eyes.

I have never heard of it. At least in the entire domestic literary world, there is not a single word about Lu Jiuhang.

But how much literary skills do you need to write such a poem?!

At the very least, Guo Fu himself didn’t have much confidence that he could be stable in poetry writing.

There is no possibility of even being comparable.

"How old are you?" Guo Fu thought for a while and asked again.

"Ah?" Guo Zhen obviously didn't expect Guo Fu to ask him this topic.

"Age!" Guo Fu was speechless.

"Twenty-two, just graduated from college, it seems." Guo Zhen thought about it and felt that it should be right.

"You are very young." Guo Fu nodded. "I'm going back to the house first." After saying that, without giving Guo Zhen a chance, he stood up and went back to his house.

"Hey!" Guo Fu was helpless, he still wanted to interview his father.

never mind.

After Guo Fu returned to the house, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

What the hell!!

Is this a person?

In his early twenties, he wrote three such amazing poems?!

Guo Fu then showed a hint of excitement on his face and called his old friends: "Hey, Lao Zhang, let me tell you something. Do you still remember that I went to your history department to ask about Li Hongzhang?"

"Listen to me reading a poem to you, about Li Hongzhang resigning and returning to his hometown." Master Guo chuckled, opened his mouth and read: "The sun is setting in the day when I am sad about separation, and I sing my whip to the east and point to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into

Spring mud protects flowers even more!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Damn it, Lao Guo! Where did you see this poem? It was probably written by Li Hongzhang!! Please tell me quickly, this may allow me to take my research on history to a new level!" Lao Zhang

Don’t be calm anymore. It is difficult for people to find a poem that is not recorded in history books. Since Lao Guo can see this poem, what other things will be missing along with the poem? The value of cultural relics is comparable to the three-color glazed pottery of the Tang Dynasty!!

"Haha." Old God Guo Fu smiled freely and said nothing.

"Say it! This is a national matter, we can't be careless!" Lao Zhang felt an ominous premonition over the phone.

"Heh." Guo Fu turned into a sneer.

"Lao Guo! You can't do this!" Lao Zhang was angry.

"Oh, I'll hang up then." Guo Fu pretended to hang up.

"No!" Lao Zhang gritted his teeth: "Lao Guo, I want you to tell me all the information about this poem. I don't have much information left over the years, just one tael!"

"Three liang." Guo Fu shook his head calmly.

"Excessive! At most two liang is too much! Do you think Dahongpao is Chinese cabbage?" Lao Zhang was angry!

"Deal!" Guo Fu laughed directly.

This old man, when has his IQ ever been online? From when he was young to now, when has he ever taken advantage of himself? This time it was better, he even got two taels of tea from himself.

Guo Fu touched his chin and remembered the eight taels he had collected for so many years and was reluctant to drink. Adding these two taels, darling! I have saved enough for a pound of Dahongpao!

Just reward yourself with a drink.

hey-hey.

"Tell me quickly!" Lao Zhang was impatient.

"This was not written by Li Hongzhang. It was written by a serious modern man in Qu Xie." Guo Fu laughed.

"Ah?" Lao Zhang was stunned, and then he realized what he was doing, and shouted angrily: "Cooperating with you to trick me?! This has nothing to do with Li Hongzhang! What a scapegoat! Just wait!"

Guo Fu chuckled: "Don't worry, who said it has nothing to do with Li Hongzhang? Just listen to me."

"Huh?" Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment.

"The thing is like this..." Guo Fu smiled and began to slowly explain to Lao Zhang one by one.

And added a lot of his own understanding.

Make things more exciting.

Then Lao Zhang was deceived. He posted this matter to his history department communication group.

Guo Fu posted it on his Weibo.

Finally, when the leader of the education department saw the Weibo posted by his university teacher, he was immediately shocked. He immediately trained his subordinates and brought people to visit Lu Yuanhang in person. If he wanted to know, he wrote "If life is just like the first meeting."

What kind of charisma is this literary giant?

As a result, people saw it.

Seeing Lu Yuanhang's young and energetic look, the leader couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Being young is a bit too much!

"Director Wei?" Lu Yuanhang waved his hand in front of the eyes of this legendary person from the education department.

Growing up, I always heard from teachers in school that the Education Bureau came to inspect things, but I never knew what the leaders of the Education Bureau looked like.

When I was a child, I naively thought about how powerful the leaders of the Education Bureau were. They could frighten the teacher who seemed to be the second most powerful teacher in the world to advise students. If there were no late self-study, homework would be completed, and there would be no cram school.

In fact, they are just ordinary people!

"Ahem." Wei Zipeng came back to his senses and felt a little embarrassed. He hadn't been so out of sorts for a long time.

"I came to visit you today..." Wei Zipeng's words were very complimentary. In fact, this could be regarded as his habit of conducting himself for so many years.

No matter who you face, no matter how you are, if you smile at others first, the consequences will not be too bad.

"You are joking." Lu Yuanhang was flattered, "I heard that you came here today to talk about those three poems. I wonder how my humble work alarmed you?"

Lu Yuanhang also has his own way.

As long as someone has a great background, they have to be humble, or I must be humble.

"You are so humble." Wei Zipeng was speechless when he saw Lu Yuanhang's poor acting skills.

"We held a meeting and decided to put these three poems of yours into the new edition of elementary school, junior high school, and high school textbooks. I wonder what you mean?" Wei Zipeng directly explained his purpose.

"This is a good thing!" Lu Yuanhang sat up immediately.

"I completely agree and will firmly cooperate with the organization's decision." Lu Yuanhang said firmly.

"Haha." Wei Zipeng's mouth twitched.

"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first." He didn't want to chat with this person anymore.

I don’t know what kind of shit I was lucky enough to get inspired to write a poem.

"No, why don't you stay and have a meal before leaving?" Lu Yuanhang stood up quickly, preparing to persuade him to stay.

"No, I have something to do later." Wei Zipeng smiled and rejected Lu Yuanhang.

"Okay then, walk slowly." Lu Yuanhang waved.

"That's right!" Lu Yuanhang raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Wei Zipeng's face showed confusion.

"Do you have any funds? Our poems will be published in textbooks. Hey, don't leave. I'm just asking." Lu Yuanhang looked at Wei Zipeng's completely darkened face and felt a little embarrassed.

"No!" Wei Zipeng was not angry.

"That's fine! I completely refuse to be corrupted by money!" Lu Yuanhang said righteously.

But his poor acting skills made Wei Zipeng want to hit someone.

Taking a deep breath: "On behalf of the organization, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

"No, no, no," Lu Yuanhang quickly waved his hand.

"Then walk slowly. I'll see you later!" Lu Yuanhang waved to Wei Zipeng's back.

After a while, Lu Yuanhang grinned.

Comfortable.

At this time, Zhang Min also suddenly appeared, "Who is he? He is mysterious. You might as well let others listen to what you say."

Looking at Wei Zipeng's back, Zhang Min had doubts on his face.

"A director of the education department." Lu Yuanhang smiled casually.

"What??!" Zhang Min suddenly widened his eyes.

"Why did he come to you?! You won't do anything wrong, right?" Zhang Min's scalp went numb when he thought of this.

Could it be that Brother Tao cheated when he won the top spot in the college entrance examination and now the scandal has come to light?

I have to say that women are quite imaginative.
To be continued...