Farming in another world to make a fortune

Yu Zhou wrote seven-character quatrains, a poem with only 28 characters in total, and he finished it very quickly.

When he put down his pen, those who stood close had already read the poem he had written.

The scholars who were originally afraid of disturbing him began to discuss in a low voice the moment he put down his pen.

The person who suggested that Yu Zhou and Cui Tong each write a poem first commented, "Brother Yu really uses the words Zhifengdong very well."

Others followed suit with their own opinions.

The most exaggerated one is Tao Jiang, he is like his own mother's eyes, and he can find different angles to praise Yu Zhou's intentions that he didn't even think of.

It's still the kind of level that makes people know that it's a compliment, but it's not too offensive, but easy to accept. It's very level.

His behavior, if Yu Zhou hadn't confirmed that he didn't know him before, he would have suspected when there was such a fanboy.

After a while, Cui Tong had also finished writing, and many people around him also began to praise him. There were many quick-witted and well-structured words, but compared with Tao Jiang's previous passage, it was much inferior.

I don't know if I said it to them on purpose, but among these words, Yu Zhou heard a particularly emphatic sentence, "Brother Cui's words are so vigorous and powerful, they penetrate the back of the paper."

Yu Zhou and Tao Jiang looked at each other, neither of them said anything, even the young Yu Wenliang silently followed behind Yu Zhou without saying a word.

If they don't speak, there will be onlookers reading the poems they wrote separately.

Yu Zhou didn't have to worry about what he wrote, he just listened carefully to what Cui Tong read, and after a while, he heard it clearly and memorized it.

Then he looked at Tao Jiang and Yu Wenliang, with the obvious meaning of asking for advice in his eyes.

Yu Wenliang is still young, and has been in contact with Yu Zhou a lot in the past six months, so he is on Yu Zhou's side without thinking about it. He didn't carefully weigh the difference between the two poems, so he said directly: "Of course brother Xiaozhou's is better."

Tao Jiang complained in a low voice, "I'm afraid that if your brother Xiaozhou writes a few words casually, you will think his is better, right?"

Yu Wenliang kept a stern face, pursed his lips and asked, "Then who do you think is better?"

Tao Jiang pressed the closed folding fan against his chin, making a frowning look of being unable to make a choice, and after seeing Yu Wenliang showing a nervous expression, Tao Jiang opened the folding fan with a swipe, and smiled brightly: "Of course Brother Yu is better. "

After he finished speaking, someone next to him had read both poems and nodded, "Personally, I like Brother Yu's more."

As a matter of fact, as long as there is not too much difference in the level of poetry, it is different in different eyes. Some people like the same poem and others don't like it. What's more, it is difficult to distinguish between two different poems written by two people. .

Otherwise, there will be no saying that there is no first place in literature.

So even after hearing a few people say that they liked him more, Yu Zhou didn't feel that he had won.

Until someone ran to both sides, after reading the poems written by Yu Zhou, they went to read the poems written by Cui Tong, and then said in a lively tone: "I think Brother Yu's handwriting is also better."

Yu Zhou was still a little far away from Cui Tong, but after finishing his own, he deliberately didn't look at Cui Tong's handwriting. After hearing this, he couldn't help but look over to Cui Tong.

It's not that he is narcissistic, just one glance, he feels that he has indeed won in terms of words alone.Just as he was about to look away, Tao Jiang leaned over and whispered in his ear: "His face is dark."

Yu Zhou raised his eyes, and moved his gaze from the paper Cui Tong wrote the poem to Cui Tong's face.

Seeing that his face was indeed a little ugly, he hurriedly pushed away the scholars surrounding him and came to their side.

Cui Tong's eyes widened when he saw Yu Zhou's handwriting, and said in disbelief: "Your handwriting is not like this at all!!!"

"Could it be that Brother Cui's handwriting has been written like that since he was born?" Yu Zhou brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, "Everyone is a scholar, and who can write with the current handwriting, who doesn't have three shifts and five shifts?" It's made from chicken."

Cui Tong said anxiously: "The paper and pen and ink needed to practice calligraphy—"

Yu Zhou guessed what he wanted to say, so before he finished speaking, he glanced at him without emotion, and interrupted: "Brother Cui, don't bully young people into being poor."

After finishing speaking, he made an expression that he didn't want to say more, sighed lightly, shook his head and walked out of the crowd, took Yu Wenliang to find a corner and stood there.

His last words were very strong, and many of the onlookers were from poor families, who felt the same about the lack of paper and ink when practicing calligraphy. Cui Tong's words were like poking at everyone's pain points.

These people looked at Cui Tong again, and unconsciously brought a bit of disgust.

After Yu Zhou and Yu Wenliang stood in the corner for a while, Tao Jiang took the book boy to pack up his things, and followed him, congratulating in a low voice, "Congratulations, Brother Yu, for winning."

There was no one else around, so Yu Zhou stopped holding it, shook his head and said with a smile: "Can't Brother Tao see it? Everyone thinks I'm good, but it's because they listened to what Cui Tong said before, and they didn't care about me. What expectations, so after seeing what I wrote, it's easier to think it's not bad."

Tao Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled brighter, "Brother Yu is indeed a transparent person, and there is indeed a reason for this."

Then he changed the subject and said, "But brother Yu's poems are indeed no worse than Cui Tong's, and the words cannot be faked, and the perception will not be affected by other things."

Yu Zhou nodded slightly, expressing his agreement with him.

After a brief silence, he asked casually, "I don't know why Brother Tao would help me?"

From the exaggerated laughter at the beginning, to those words that seem to be watching the fun without fear of big things, such obvious partiality, even a fool can understand it.

Tao Jiang shook the folding fan, "I thought you wouldn't ask?"

Yu Zhou didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

After a while, Tao Jiangxian was defeated, put away his fan and said seriously: "I heard my cousin mentioned you."

"cousin?"

"He Yunqi," Tao Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Don't say you don't remember who he is?"

Yu Zhou laughed, "How is that possible."

After a pause, he continued, "It's just that you don't look alike at all."

"That is, of course a handsome young man like me is different from him." Tao Jiang said narcissistically.

Yu Zhou thought, it's not that you look handsome and He Yunqi is weak, but that He Yunqi looks like a gentleman and you don't look like a serious person.

It's just that he didn't say that, and changed the subject: "Why didn't Brother He come with you?"

"Grandmother forbids him to come here too early," Tao Jiang curled his lips, "As for me, I just want to come here early to see what kind of character is the unusual brother Yu he talks about?"

Yu Zhou raised his eyebrows, "What did Brother Tao think after seeing it?"

"The character of my cousin is very different," Tao Jiang snorted, "instead, he is more like me."

Yu Zhou laughed, Tao Jiang thought he looked like one of his own, probably because of the words he and Cui Tong just argued with?

But this Tao Jiang is really interesting.

The two chatted casually for a few more words. Yu Zhou thought of the person who stirred up the flames beside Cui Tong just now, so he asked Tao Jiang, "Do you know that person named An just now?"

"You didn't do it on purpose, did you?" Tao Jiang showed an expression of disbelief.

Yu Zhou looked back innocently.

Yu Wenliang knew that Yu Zhou had forgotten something, but he didn't talk to him either.

After a long time, Tao Jiang said, "If An Shengshu saw your expression and heard your questioning tone, he would be so angry that he would jump."

"So who the hell is he?"

"People who wanted to worship Mr. Kong in the past," Tao Jiang said, "It's just that Mr. Kong was old at that time and didn't want to accept too many students. After accepting you, he rejected him."

Yu Zhou thought about it for a while, and probably figured out why.

From the standpoint of An Shengshu, the ideal husband refused to accept him as a student, but another idiot was accepted by him as a student. Thinking about it, I feel uneasy. No wonder I seized the opportunity and wanted to step on it.

After waiting for a while, He Yunqi finally arrived late in a carriage.

Xiao Zhu raised the curtain, He Yunqi got off the carriage, saw Yu Zhou and Tao Jiang standing together, he smiled and stepped forward, first greeted Yu Zhou, then turned to Tao Jiang, "Ah Jiang and Brother Yu Already know each other?"

"I already know each other," Tao Jiang nodded, "Brother Yu is indeed a wonderful person."

Yu Zhou: ...

Then he heard Tao Jiang chattering and telling He Yunqi what happened just now.

He Yunqi nodded while listening.

The scholars next to them saw them getting together, and they also started talking, but most of them were curious about why He Yunqi came to the climbing meeting, isn't he in poor health?

Of course, He Yunqi also changed everyone's impression that he was in poor health with his actual performance this day, and wrote a poem praised by everyone next to the waterfall on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain.

For a while, his reputation became even better, and the limelight overwhelmed all the students who participated in the summit meeting.

Until the end of the climbing meeting, when everyone thought about it carefully, apart from He Yunqi who was the champion, Yu Zhou was the only one who was underestimated at the foot of the mountain because he couldn't even write properly and fought back.

Did Yu Zhou and the others realize that these situations were like Yu Wenliang's? He only thought that he had learned a lot from these elder brothers.

It's also like Yu Zhou realized it but didn't take it to heart.

The four of them talked very speculatively, and still didn't enjoy themselves enough. When they parted at the foot of the mountain, they agreed to go to He's house to reunite three days later before parting.

As for Yu Zhou, after this climbing meeting, he has gained some fame among the scholars in their town.