Chapter 91

Yang Lan nodded, put away the letter, and prepared to send someone to deliver it...

"This Cao Zhi is self-inflicted and cannot live. This time, he privately printed a large number of his works, which will definitely make Cao Cao unhappy..."

Su Hao smiled slightly, Cao Cao is not happy, that is Su Hao's greatest happiness...

On this side, Cao Zhi was looking for Wang Can and others with great interest, and took out a dozen copies of "Zijian Poetry Collection" that he had prepared...

"Come on, everyone, everyone has it. Don't miss it. This is all the poems and essays that I, Cao Zijian, have written since I was a child. Everyone has a copy as a gift from me..."

Wang Can and others looked through Cao Zhi's collection of poems, and then praised them one by one. They all thought that Cao Zhi had printed them through formal channels, and they didn't even know that they were books printed by Cao Zhi privately.

"By the way, Zijian, do you know if Cai Wenji will come to this poetry conference?"

Cao Zhi shook his head. He didn't know anything. For the past few days, he has been rooted in this printing factory, and he doesn't know anything about other matters at all!
Wang Can sighed, whatever...

Cai Wenji is the daughter of the writer Cai Yong, everyone is looking forward to her coming, more importantly because of Cai Wenji's father...

"When I was young, I stayed in Jingzhou after saying goodbye to Master Cai. It's a pity that I couldn't mourn Master Cai's death in person!"

Wang Can sighed, no matter what, Cai Wenji was redeemed by Cao Cao, which is considered a good deed by Cao Cao!
It's just that after she came back, Cai Wenji disappeared. It was heard that she remarried. Apart from two sad and angry poems, there was no other news...

This time, it was all false rumors that Cai Wenji would come to the poetry conference!

Cao Zhi also knew that Cai Wenji was a talented woman, but she was much older than him. Cao Zhi wasn't interested, and he didn't bother to discuss it with them... but there was one, counting one, as a gift of his own collection of poems!
Seeing everyone reciting his poems, Cao Zhi felt so happy! !
On this side, Yang Lan originally thought that Su Hao would not be interested in Cao Zhi's past works, but he was wrong...

Su Hao actually opened the book "Zijian's Poetry Collection" at this moment. Not only Su Hao was interested, but also the audience in the live broadcast room were clamoring to read it! !

"This is a rare cultural relic. Su Hao, you are a great hero. In this collection of poems, there are so many poems that have not been handed down..."

"This Cao Zijian has brought in all his works from childhood to adulthood, no matter good or bad. This is enough for us to study for a long time..."

"When we studied Cao Zhi's works in the past, we could only look at Cao Zhi's poems and prose from the "Cao Zijian Collection" of the Song Dynasty. But the current "Zijian Poetry Collection" is only the amount written by Cao Zhi before 212 years. It has surpassed the former."

"Su Hao, please read slowly. I am a researcher of Jian'an poetry. This collection of poetry is very important to my current research!!"

"Speaking of which, when Cao Zhi was young, he still had a lot of poor poetry, and all of them were recorded..."

Su Hao's live broadcast room was occupied by this group of lovers of poetry research, professors, and everyone! !

They asked Su Hao to continue reading "Zijian's Poetry Collection". They were all frantically taking screenshots for research! !

Su Hao sighed...

"Ham, then you study it slowly. I am traveling through the Three Kingdoms, not just to study the history of poetry for you, I have more important things to do..."

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The time is approaching, and the Zhixian County Poetry Conference is already close to the arrival of nearly a hundred famous and unknown literary and poetry lovers...

All those who participated in the meeting must come to County Magistrate Yang to check their names and identities one day in advance...

This step was forced by Su Hao.

In addition to verifying the identity security of these people, it is more important to examine the soul matches of these people! !
This time, the people who came here were much stronger than the ones Su Hao recruited before. Among them were a large number of poets and writers with literary talent of 60+.
None of these people have successfully matched their targets...

Apart from them, what really interested Su Hao was a group of poetry lovers from the folk, whose attribute value was only forty or fifty or even lower...

Su Hao has never appeared behind the scenes because he has never met any reliable candidate!
until this one...

"Magistrate Yang, hello, I am not on the invitation list, and no one has recommended it, but I am very interested in Su's paper and this poetry conference, please give me an identity token to let me know tomorrow Do you also enter the Yanyu Building Poetry Association?"

That's right, tomorrow's Poetry Conference will be held at the most prosperous Yanyu Building in Zhixian County.

But this little literati who begged so hard in front of him has become the object of Su Hao's attention now! !
Yang Lan was just doing things impartially. In this situation, he just asked this person to write a few lines of poems to see how good he was. If he was really good, he would temporarily add a seat...

However, the poems written by this man are really beyond words... Just when Yang Lan wanted to reject him and drive him away, Su Hao came out from behind!

"Wait, Magistrate Yang, come to the side, let me..."

"Huh? This is..."

The scholar was obviously confused. Yang Lan didn't know why the master was doing this. He suddenly came out. The man in front of him clearly didn't seem to have much ability.
Cao Zhi has been printing books for the past few days and Yang Lan has not been idle. He has now brushed his intelligence attribute to 80 points!
With his current ability to judge people's character, he feels that the one in front of him really only has the three-legged cat kung fu, right?Why is the master so solemn? !

"I am the founder of Su's paper. You are willing to join our Su family and become our Su's guest. As long as you are willing, you can directly participate in this poetry conference. Moreover, I can guarantee that you will be able to Let you show off your skills and become famous at this poetry conference!!"

When Su Hao said this, Yang Lan was shocked, and everyone in the live broadcast room was shocked...

"No way, could it be that the great poet in history is about to appear!!?"

"Who do you think it could be?? I only look at this person's face, and I can't tell who he looks like at all?"

"Is it Qu Yuan, or Du Fu, Li Shangyin, or Xin Qiji?"

Everyone you say, I guess...

The literati didn't respond a little.

Su Hao just said slowly: "Don't worry, with my advice, you are the poet of the world!!"

(End of this chapter)

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