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Chapter 51: A Great Harvest of Worship

Unconsciously, people have reached the depths of the Xu family.

The Xu family's house is still quite inferior to the Wang family's, but it does have a garden that's not too far behind.

There are also pavilions and water pavilions in the garden.

However, there are a lot of red carp and red crucian carp in the pond that is several feet square, as well as a few koi carps that are rare to see in this era.

The pavilion is in the middle of the pool, surrounded by bridges and corridors.

Someone had already arrived before Lu Fang, and they were all familiar faces.

Naturally, the boss, Xu Ruoyun, is here, and then there’s that young lady from the Yin family, Yin Man.

Although the Yin family is not as wealthy as several wealthy families in Ningyuan, it is still well-off. More importantly, Yin Man is quite talented in Ningyuan County, second only to Wang Yeyan.

There are also Zhao Xiuyun and several other outstanding scholars and wealthy ladies from Ningyuan County.

They all participated in Wang Yeyan’s poetry meeting last time.

In Ningyuan County, the top circle of scholars is probably just these people.

As soon as Lu Fang arrived, they all looked at Lu Fang.

Xu Ruoyun, Yin Man and others all stood up and said hello, "Mr. Lu."

Her pretty face looks slightly red, shy and timid.

Apparently, the limelight that Lu Fang made in the Wang family last time has not been forgotten by them yet.

Lu Fang raised his hands in a serious manner and said, "Good afternoon, everyone."

This unique way of greeting made everyone in the pavilion stunned.

Lu Fang took Zhuer into the pavilion.

Drinks, vegetables and fruits have been placed on the stone table inside, and everyone is sitting around the table. It is slightly different from the Wang family.

Xu Ruoyun first looked at Zhu'er, and then his sharp eyes saw the poetry collection in Zhu'er's hand, his eyes brightened slightly, "Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"

She was afraid that she thought this was a gift brought to her by Lu Fang.

Lu Fang smiled and said: "This is a poem I wrote in recent years. I had nothing to do and printed it into a collection of poems. I happened to publish a book today, so I brought it here for you to appreciate and appreciate."

As he spoke, he took the poetry collection from Zhu'er, placed it on the stone table, and untied the rope.

Then everyone was given a copy, including the maid.

Xu Ruoyun, Yin Man, and Zhao Xiuyun were all shocked and surprised.

A collection of poems is not something that everyone dares to publish. If the level is slightly insufficient, it may make people laugh, especially someone like Lu Fang who has no talent.

But thinking about the amazing poems written by Lu Fang before, I also have some expectations.

Each opened the book, and their expressions gradually changed. Either their eyes were bright, or they were dazed, or they had complicated expressions.

No one spoke for a long while.

In Lu Fang's mind, the admiration value kept refreshing.

Even the two maids of the Xu family who were waiting beside him had brilliant eyes, and they honestly contributed their admiration points to Lu Fang.

Lu Fang did not interrupt them, and turned his head to look at the carp in the pond, enjoying the satisfaction of the rising adoration level.

After a long while, Zhao Xiuyun was the first to come to his senses. He suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Lu Fang, "Young Master Lu is a great talent. He should be a role model for us Ningyuan scholars."

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at Zhao Xiuyun who was bowing. Although their expressions were complicated, they were not surprised.

Zhao Xiujun was previously the leader among scholars in Ningyuan, but when it came to poetry writing, he was indeed far behind Lu Fang.

Each of Lu Fang's poems amazes them, and each of them has the potential to be passed down through generations.

Not to mention Shining County, I'm afraid it's hard for anyone in Jingnan County or even the Great Yu Dynasty to compare with Lu Fang in terms of poetic talent, right?

I really don’t know how he wrote these poems? Is there really such a talented and powerful person?

Despite their admiration, these people couldn't help but feel a deep sense of frustration.

Compared with Lu Fang, the books they have read in recent years have really been read like dogs, and they still claim that Ningyuan is the best scholar, which is really shameful.

The rising speed of worship value suddenly reached its highest climax.

Lu Fang smiled softly, "Brother Zhao, you are serious. I am only good at composing poetry. In terms of knowledge, I am definitely not as good as you."

It's hard to say how Zhao Xiuyun and others felt after hearing this. But to the ears of Xu Ruoyun, Yin Man and other women, it was considered proper modesty.

How can someone who can compose poems like this be unlearned?

The admiration in the eyes of several talented girls from Ningyuan became even stronger, even beyond words, and they couldn't help but contribute a few waves of admiration to Lu Fang.

Zhao Xiuyun felt a little bitter in his mouth and a little sour in his stomach. He smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Lu is too self-effacing."

Then he sat down a little lost.

Lu Fang's admiration value soared by more than 100,000 in this short period of time. He was satisfied and watched the system stop, then asked Xu Ruoyun, "Miss Xu, hasn't He Chengcai come yet?"

He is really looking forward to meeting He Chengcai now. He can bully this guy and gain hatred at the same time. Why not?

Xu Ruoyun said meaningfully: "I didn't invite him today."

Bright eyes looked straight at Lu Fang.

Lu Fang understood instantly.

Is Xu Ruoyun trying to show herself?

Because you and He Chengcai are at odds with each other, why don’t you just not invite He Chengcai?

Although I felt a little regretful in my heart, I still smiled and said: "Thank you very much, Miss Xu. I feel angry just looking at that guy now."

Xu Ruoyun said clearly: "What he did to you, Master, is indeed excessive."

This is clearly on Lu Fang's side.

The others did not speak.

At this time, siblings Wang Yeyan and Wang Sidong also walked into the yard.

As soon as she came in, Wang Yeyan's eyes fell on Lu Fang, who was chatting and laughing, with some resentment in her eyes.

Then he walked over quickly, nodded to his host Xu Ruoyun, and said to Lu Fang: "Master Lu, you came really early today."

Everyone can probably hear the resentment in his words.

Anyway, the eyes of Zhao Xiuyun and others have changed somewhat.

Wang Sidong secretly winked at Lu Fang.

Lu Fang smiled and said: "I happened to have something to do at Sanwei Study, so I went out a little early."

Wang Yeyan's attention was diverted as expected, "Are you going to Sanwei Study to buy books?"

"no."

Lu Fangdao: "I published a collection of poems there, and the printing sample just happened to come out today."

As he spoke, he picked up a book of poems from the stone table and handed it to Wang Yeyan, "Ms. Wang, let me taste it."

Wang Yeyan's eyes lit up when she saw the words "Collection of Poems by Lu Fang" on the cover. She didn't even bother to sit down and opened the collection of poems.

"I'll take a look too."

Wang Sidong was also interested and picked up this collection of poems on the stone table.

Immediately afterwards, the two siblings also transformed into Lu Fang's score-boosting machines.

Especially the speed at which Wang Yeyan increased her worship points was simply beyond Lu Fang's expectations. In a short period of time, it exceeded 20,000 points.

Later, while they were reading the poetry collection, the last few people invited by Xu Ruoyun also arrived one after another.

There were people Lu Fang had met before, and some he didn't know. No one was left behind by Lu Fang, and everyone had a collection of poems in their hands.

Until the application time.

Lu Fang's admiration value has actually reached an astonishing value of 580,000.

This was something that even he himself had not thought of, and he had never thought that a collection of poems would have such a good effect.

If this collection of poems sells well in the future, what's the point?


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