Hu Changan smiled freely and said loudly to Guo Tianhao: "Guo Tianhao, you talk about your father being so-and-so all the time. I'm afraid you have nothing to show off except your father, right?"
"It doesn't matter who your father is? What matters is who you are. If you want to gain the respect of others, you still have to rely on your own talents and moral character. Only by relying on your true talents and learning can you win everyone's sincere praise."
"Otherwise, if your father is a good man but your son is a coward, then people will only remember you as a coward and not the son of a good man."
"You!" Guo Tianhao was really angry now.
Hu Changan's words directly hit Guo Tianhao's weakness.
Yes, as an ignorant and dandy young man, Guo Tianhao really has nothing else to offer except his father. He can only talk about his father every day to maintain his self-esteem that can be shattered by a poke.
Guo Tianhao was about to have a fit, but was interrupted by a crisp cheer from behind the rockery.
"Okay, I can rely on myself. I like this."
From behind the rockery, a girl wearing a red skirt slowly walked out. It was Haitang who had discussed buying land with Hu Changan in the afternoon.
At this time, Haitang put on a gorgeous red dress and wore complicated gold jewelry on her head, swaying gently as she walked.
Compared with the beauty in the afternoon when no powder is applied, the crabapple at this time is more like a perfectly blooming peony, showing grace and elegance in every gesture.
When their eyes met, Haitang and Hu Changan were both surprised. They didn't expect that they had just met in the afternoon and now they bumped into each other again.
However, the surname Lan is not very common.
Hu Changan smiled slightly and spoke first: "Let's get acquainted with this girl again. My name is Hu Changan, and I am the son of Hu Weiyong, the magistrate of Huating County."
Haitang also smiled and introduced generously: "My full name is Lan Haitang, and I am the second daughter of Liang Guogong Lan Yu. I didn't mean to deceive you this afternoon, but I just didn't want to rely on my father's name outside."
Liang Guogong Lan Yu, it is indeed so. Hu Changan was heartbroken.
This blue jade was a famous and fierce general in the early Ming Dynasty. From the early years of Hongwu to the end of Hongwu, he wiped out the remaining forces of the Yuan Dynasty in one fell swoop and achieved great military exploits.
However, it is a pity that due to the death of Prince Zhu Biao in the last years of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen could not suppress these arrogant and powerful generals in the court, so he killed all the warriors in the court at once, and Lan Yu could not escape the disaster.
Hu Changan couldn't help but lament the tragic fate of blue jade in history, and at the same time secretly lamented the magic of genes.
I didn't expect that a blue jade with five big and three thick shapes could give birth to such a beautiful and charming daughter.
Hu Chang'an and Lan Haitang were chatting happily, when a discordant voice suddenly came in from the side: "Miss Lan, when it comes to true talent and learning, I don't think Mr. Hu has any."
Guo Tianhao looked at the two people chatting and laughing, and his heart couldn't be more sour.
Hu Changan had already verbally suppressed him, but when this beauty came, he was ignored. As a romantic dandy, Guo Tianhao naturally couldn't swallow this breath.
However, Lan Haitang and Guo Tianhao would never dare to offend.
After all, Lan Haitang is the biological daughter of Lan Yu, Duke of Liang, and is also in charge of the Lan family's vast property.
Now that the Lan family is at its peak, Guo Tianhao doesn't want to get into trouble.
Since Lan Haitang couldn't break the tough nut, Guo Tianhao could only think of attacking Hu Chang'an.
"Oh, how come Mr. Guo can see you?" Facing Guo Tianhao, Lan Haitang's smile faded a lot, and he put on a business-like smile and said calmly.
"How about now, Mr. Hu and I will have a competition, and Miss Lan, will you be the witness?"
"How about we compare...poems?"
"I think the maple leaves in this small courtyard are quite beautiful. How about Mr. Hu and I write a poem about maple leaves and let's compare?"
Guo Tianhao pretended to think for a moment, looked at Hu Changan provocatively and said.
After hearing this, Lan Haitang couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
She knew about Guo Tianhao. Although he was a playboy with no knowledge or skills, he was quite good at writing poems.
It is said that several poems composed in brothels are still sung in Yingtian City.
Can Hu Changan do it?
Although Hu Changan is a first-class businessman, it does not mean that he can also recite poetry and paint!
Lan Haitang couldn't help but look at Hu Changan worriedly. Just when he was about to open his mouth to help Hu Changan, Hu Changan smiled faintly and said to Guo Tianhao: "Then let's have a live competition according to Mr. Guo's wishes."
"Okay!" Guo Tianhao suddenly felt happy. Now he could finally show off in front of a beauty.
Guo Tianhao pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth and chanted: "The purple wheel on the purple road is like a stream. The lilacs are beginning to knot small silver hooks. Pinglan asked the road to the Qinlou, and saw the slender fingers. The gold is about the wrist, and the jade is scratching the head. Although it is difficult to see, it is fake.
Ashamed. If you want to write about the red leaves but there is no flowing water, don’t be sad in Taoyuan."
As soon as Guo Tianhao finished speaking, the followers behind him rushed to praise Guo Tianhao.
"Master Guo's poem is very extraordinary. He integrates maple leaves into the painting and vividly depicts the beautiful posture of the girl. It is very clever."
"Yes, yes, this girl seems to have stepped out of a poem. How wonderful, how wonderful."
After hearing this, Guo Tianhao felt even more proud.
This poem took him half a month to write, so he naturally carefully considered every word and sentence and used words cleverly.
Originally, this poem was written specifically to please the girl Xiaocui from Yihonglou, but this time it was used to please the daughter of a dignified prince, and by the way, it was also a good thing to suppress the damn Hu Changan.
Guo Tianhao didn't believe that Hu Changan could come up with a better poem than this in just a cup of tea.
After Lan Haitang heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
Putting aside Guo Tianhao's personality, this poem is indeed good.
He is worthy of being a young man who is looking for flowers and willows all year round. The expression of the girl he describes is indeed lifelike.
I wonder if Hu Changan can come up with better poems than this?
Lan Haitang couldn't help but look at Hu Changan with worry.
But Hu Changan was not afraid at all. After pondering for a moment, he also chanted: "One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, I miss the maple leaves. The chrysanthemums are blooming, the chrysanthemums are withered. The wild geese are flying high and the people have not returned.
The curtain is windy and the moon is free."
After everyone heard this, they were immediately dumbfounded.
If Guo Tianhao's poems are like the beautiful Xiaojiabiyu, then Hu Changan's poems are like the peerless beauty, comparable to Yang Guifei in the Tang Dynasty and Zhao Feiyan in the Han Dynasty.
Although this poem does not describe the woman's clothing and demeanor throughout, it vividly describes the scene in the woman's eyes.
There is not a single unnecessary scene in the whole article, the words are cleverly used, and the artistic conception is ethereal, making people unable to help but marvel.
Just like painting, the painted image can only be said to be highly skilled, and the painting can make the audience empathize, which is the true master of the generation.
