In the blink of an eye, only Lu Zhaolin and the scholar in blue were left in the room.
Gu Luoer looked at Lu Zhaolin and the scholar who were still sitting upright, and asked: "Master Lu, Master Meng, aren't you going?"
Lu Zhaolin smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have any fame, so what does this matter have to do with me?"
Mr. Meng comforted him and said, "Brother Lu, don't be discouraged. That day in Yeyuqiu, I saw that Duke Zhou was a man who loved talents. Your opportunity to enter an official career may come soon."
Lu Zhaolin was stunned: "Brother Meng, what do you mean?"
Mr. Meng smiled but did not answer, and turned to Gu Luo'er: "Gu Douzhi, I believe your Chang'an ancient meaning will soon become famous in the capital." After saying that, he stood up and left leisurely.
Lu Zhaolin vaguely understood: "What the scholar in blue shirt means is that the ancient meaning of Chang'an will become famous, and then he, the lyricist, will also become famous."
But he was not sure whether it was true or not. He stood up and said goodbye, chasing the scholar in blue shirt out.
The maid Xiaoxue pouted and said: "Miss, they didn't pay for the drinks!"
Gu Luoer glanced at her angrily and said, "You can go down and ask."
Xiaoxue walked out with small steps, and came back not long after, saying with a smile on her face: "It's better, Mr. Meng, he still knows how to pay every time he comes!"
Gu Luoer shook his head and said, "What do you know? Mr. Lu's poem alone is a priceless treasure."
Xiaoxue stuck out her tongue and said, "I think you, Miss, think you are a treasure. Mr. Lu doesn't even have any fame, so he must not have much talent!"
Gu Luoer shook her head and smiled, took out the ancient poem from Chang'an, and read it quietly. At this moment, a deacon knocked on the door and came in, saying: "Girl, we have a visitor to see you."
Gu Luo'er frowned and thought to herself: "If it were an ordinary guest, my mother would not let the deacon bother her. Presumably the guests coming are dignitaries from the court."
Xueer pouted and said: "Old manager, the lady just received a group of people and is very tired. There are no guests now!"
The old man smiled apologetically and said, "Girl, I'm afraid you must meet this person."
Gu Luoer sighed quietly: "In that case, please invite your distinguished guests to come in." Without asking who it was, she ordered Xiaoxue to tidy up the room.
After a while, a young man wearing a yellow round robe, holding a folding fan, walked into the room with a smile, followed by a middle-aged scribe and a man in military uniform.
Gu Luo'er was taken aback, stepped forward and said politely: "Gu Luo'er, a citizen girl, has met Mr. Wu."
Wu Chengsi smiled and said: "Miss Gu, there is no need to be polite. I benefited a lot from your words last time, and now I come here to ask for your help in person!" As he spoke, he walked to a table and sat down.
Wen Rong sat down on the left side of Wu Chengsi and said to Gu Luo'er, who was still in a daze: "Gu Douzhi, please sit down quietly. My father-in-law is indeed here to ask you for advice this time."
Gu Luoer responded, ordered Xiaoxue to close the door, walked to the opposite side of Wu Chengsi, whispered, "Mr. Wen is polite, Commander Han is polite," and then sat down.
Wu Chengsi never liked to mince words and said straightforwardly: "Miss Gu, I came to see you this time because I have something to ask you."
"Excuse me, sir." Gu Luoer lowered her head and waited for the answer.
"I heard that the girl knows a lot of talented people, and I happen to be looking for some talented people. Can you recommend some people to me?"
Gu Luoer's eyes widened. After listening to the conversation between Zhou Xing and others just now, she naturally knew what Wu Chengsi was looking for these people for.
But she never dreamed that the other party would come and ask her!
Wen Rong saw her confusion and smiled: "You know there is no need to be nervous. It is because I feel that no one in Chang'an City knows more about this than you, so I came to ask for advice."
Gu Luoer was not a person with stage fright. She raised her head and glanced at Wu Chengsi, and said softly: "I'm afraid that the introduction is inappropriate and my father-in-law's affairs will be ruined."
Wu Chengsi waved his hand and said: "You don't have to worry, I'm just doing it as a reference. After I ask you, I will ask others again, and you have to screen carefully!"
Gu Luoer took the teapot tray handed by Xiaoxue, walked to Wu Chengsi, poured a cup of tea for the three of them, and then said softly: "Thank you for your inquiry, little lady, I dare not refuse to answer, I know her
Among the students, there are two who have the best literary talent."
"Is this person Wang Bo?" Wu Chengsi said with a smile.
Gu Luoer shook her head: "No, one of them is called Lu Zhaolin, and the other is named Meng Huailiang." After saying that, he returned to his seat, bowed his head and said nothing.
Wu Chengsi looked at Wen Rong, and Wen Rong muttered: "Meng Huailiang is from Yongzhou, and comes from a family of eunuchs. His uncle is Meng Liangsi, the governor of Ji. He was a Jinshi in the first year of Linde, and he is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting, and music.
He has been in the capital for about half a year and is waiting for the official selection, so he is stranded in the capital."
Gu Luo'er looked at Wen Rong in surprise. She had known Meng Huailiang for a long time, and she only knew that he was knowledgeable and talented, and had a great reputation, but she knew nothing else.
"What about Lu Zhaolin?" Wu Chengsi asked, thinking that the name sounded familiar.
Wen Rong hesitated and said: "I only heard that this person has some poetic talent."
Gu Luoer hurriedly stood up, took out her treasure chest, and took out the "Ancient Meanings of Chang'an" written by Lu Zhaolin: "Master, please take a look, this is a poem written by Mr. Lu today."
Wu Chengsi looked down for a while, unable to judge whether it was good or bad. He glanced at Wen Rong quietly and saw that his eyes were bright and he was looking at him very seriously.
It seemed to be good. Wu Chengsi had an idea and nodded: "Well, it is indeed a good word. The people recommended by Miss Gu are very good. I will definitely meet them someday."
Gu Luoer walked to the side of the harp and said with a smile: "Master, would you like me to play a song for you?"
"Haha, I didn't expect to have such a blessing today. I haven't heard of this instrument yet. Miss Gu, please play it quickly!" Wu Chengsi said with a smile.
Gu Luoer didn't believe that he hadn't heard it, thinking that he was trying to please her. She was secretly happy, put on her finger cots, and chose a cheerful tune to play.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. As soon as Xiaoxue opened the door, she took a few steps back and said in surprise: "Old manager, mom, what is this?"
Just when Wu Chengsi felt strange, he saw the brothel madam and a steward enter the room. Behind them, a young girl followed with several eunuchs and Qianniu guards.
After seeing the girl, Wu Chengsi was shocked. The girl turned out to be Shangguan Wan'er.
Shangguan Wan'er stared at him for a moment, then bowed and said: "Mr. Wu, thank you for saving my mother and me from the sea of suffering. Wan'er will never forget this kindness in her life!"
Wu Chengsi stood up, waved his hand and said: "I asked my aunt about you yesterday, and she said you were working as an errand in the Zichen Palace, so I felt relieved. Just help the Queen from now on, there is no need to thank me."
Shangguan Wan'er said hurriedly: "I will serve you with all my heart, how can I help...help..." I dared not say the word "help".
Wu Chengsi didn't hesitate too much and asked: "Did your aunt ask you to come to me?"
Shangguan Wan'er glanced at Gu Luo'er and whispered: "Yes."
"Okay, I will follow you into the palace right now." After saying that, he turned to Gu Luo'er and said, "Miss Gu, I'll take my leave then. I'll come back for advice another day." After that, he led the people away.
After a group of people left, the madam hurried forward and said with a smile, "Luo'er, when did you get on such a good terms with Mr. Wu?"
Gu Luoer frowned and said, "Mom, I'm a little tired."
A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across the face of the old bustard, but then he smiled and said: "Okay, then you have a good rest." He turned around and left with the old manager.
Xue'er closed the door, covered her chest, her little face flushed with excitement, and said: "Miss, that Duke Wu actually asked you to recommend talents for him. If this spreads... my God... Chang'an City Brothel
Who else in the art museum can compare with you!"
Gu Luoer smiled slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said to herself: "He doesn't seem to be proficient in music, but he loves talent so much, so he must be very talented in literature. I will definitely ask him for a raft of poems someday."
Xiaoxue was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Miss, I heard someone say that Mr. Wu doesn't seem to have much literary talent."
"How can you believe the rumors?" Gu Luoer glanced at her, walked to the harp, lowered her head and started playing again.