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Chapter 123: Meeting Wu Guotai

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    Today, the city of Yuzhang is extremely lively.  Not only were all the streets and alleys full of people, but even all the wine shops and teahouses were overcrowded.

    Especially the Mingyue Building, which has three floors, each floor is full of guests. Even the regulars who came here in the past may not have a seat.

    The poem written by Liu Cong was written on fine Shu brocade and hung in the main hall.  The person who wrote it was Gu Yong.

    ??Gu Yong was once a student of the great scholar Cai Yong, and his calligraphy was inherited by Cai Yong. Not to mention Jiangdong, even looking at the entire Han Dynasty, there were few people who were on par with him.

    In addition, the Gu family is the master of Jiangdong, a truly scholarly family.  Gu Yong also had high attainments in poetry and prose, and was known as "the best in both calligraphy and poetry".

    Therefore, Gu Yong was full of arrogance and awe-inspiring in poetry.

    When Liu Cong said that he was a genius, Gu Yong was very disdainful.  There may be geniuses in his heart, and that is his teacher Cai Yong and junior sister Cai Yan.  Liu Cong, not at all.

    However, one of Liu Cong's poems truly impressed him.  He also realized that Liu Cong was not exaggerating when he said he was a genius.  He will never be able to reach the realm and level of that poem, and it can be said that it is unprecedented and unprecedented.  Compared with him, he is like a candlelight to the sun and the moon, a stream to the sea, there is a world of difference.

    And what impressed him was Liu Cong¡¯s words.  The momentum is majestic and powerful, penetrating the back of the paper.

    All this convinced him and completely changed his attitude towards Liu Cong. He was extremely respectful.

    Therefore, when the boss of Mingyue Tower asked Gu Yong to write this poem, he readily agreed.

    "Liu Zhoumu is really a literary star, his poetry and prose are unparalleled!"

    "This life is enough to see such good poetry!"

    "I really regret not attending the poetry meeting that day."

    "What? Do you still want to compete with Liu Zhoumu?"

    "Where is it? I just want to see Liu Zhoumu write poetry in person!"

    "You can see Liu Zhoumu today!"

    It turns out that the news that Liu Cong was going to Ganlu Temple to see Mrs. Wu today was spread by someone. Many literati wanted to have a look, and they all flocked to Yuzhang City.

    "Look, Liu Zhoumu is here!"

    "What a hero!"

    Liu Cong is riding on a white horse, dressed in brocade clothes, very eye-catching.

    Huang Zhong and Liu Hu on both sides were all wearing helmets and looked majestic, followed by three hundred guards.

    Under the gaze of everyone, the group of people arrived at Ganlu Temple in the south of the city.  Mrs. Wu was a native of Wu County. Because she believed in Buddhism, Sun Quan built the Ganlu Temple here.  The prefect of Wujun also built a Ganlu Temple in the city of Wujun.

    When we arrived at Ganlu Temple, Lu Fan, Gu Yong, Bu Zhi and others were already waiting at the door to greet them.

    "Liu Zhoumu, the old lady is inside, please¡ª¡ª"

    "please¡ª¡ª"

    When I came to the living room, I saw Mrs. Wu sitting in the front seat, and next to her was Mr. Qiao Guo.

    Liu Cong saluted Mrs. Wu and Mr. Qiao Guolao.

    Mrs. Wu looked Liu Cong up and down, with a happy smile on her face, obviously very satisfied.

    "Chengguang, sit down quickly!"

    "Thank you, madam!" Liu Cong knelt down and sat next to her.

    "Congratulations, Mrs. Guo, on getting a good son-in-law!" Qiao Guolao also had a smile on his face.

    After Wu Guotai saw Liu Cong, there was another layer of joy in the city of Yuzhang.

    The wedding date was quickly set, and Jiangdong officials began to get busy.

    However, Liu Cong was much more leisurely at this time. In addition to visiting some officials every day, he also traveled around.

    Liu Hu, Ma Zhong and others urged Liu Cong not to leave the city because they had learned that Zhou Yu had collected many rangers with a very clear purpose and it was definitely not safe outside the city.

    " But Liu Cong doesn't care about this. What do a dozen rangers mean?  There is Huang Zhong beside him!  What's more, he is better at dealing with assassinations than anyone else.  In Liu Cong's view, the mountains and rivers in Jiangdong will all belong to him in the future. How can he not visit them?

    Furthermore, Zhou Yu, even if he wants to harm himself, he will never do it now.

    Xu Du, Prime Minister¡¯s Mansion.

    Jia Xu hurried to Cao Cao's study.

    "My lord, the ghost soldiers sent information to Jiangdong!" Jia Xu took out several pieces of information and handed them to Cao Cao.

    Cao Cao read all the information carefully and frowned.

    "Wen He, do you think Zhou Yu wants to take action against Liu Cong?""Yes, Liu Cong took Jingzhou by chance, which made Zhou Yu always hold a grudge. This time Liu Cong came to Jiangdong to get married, Zhou Yu thought it was an opportunity. If Liu Cong can be killed, then Jiangdong can easily capture Jingzhou."

    "Then do you think it will succeed?"

    "This is unknown!" Jia Xu shook his head, "Huang Zhong beside Liu Cong once defeated Zhang Fei. He has unstoppable courage and is definitely not something that some rangers can deal with. Not to mention Zhou Yu's  Sun Quan may not support the decision. But based on my understanding of Zhou Yu, he must have a back-up plan. As the saying goes, it is easy to hide from an open gun, but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow. Therefore, everything is possible."

    "Then can we let the ghost soldiers give him a helping hand?"

    "My lord, I'm afraid that it will be self-defeating and help Liu Cong instead!"

    "How about we send troops to Nanyang now?"

    "The time has not come yet!" Jia Xu shook his head, "Now Jingzhou is in good order, there are heavy troops stationed in Nanyang, and Pang Tong is a wise man. If we send troops, it will be difficult to win. As long as Zhou Yu moves, Jingzhou will inevitably be affected.  That¡¯s when our opportunity presents itself.¡±

    "Okay, then wait a moment! Pay close attention to the movements of Zhou Yu and Liu Cong!"

    "No!"

    "At the same time, you should also pay attention to the movements in the palace!"

    "No!"

    Not long after Jia Xu left, Cao Zhi came to Cao Cao's study.

    "Zijian, have you written a new poem?"

    "Father, my son didn't write any new poems, but he did get a poem, which can be called an unprecedented good poem!"

    "Oh? Is there any poem that can make Zijian so praised?" Cao Cao was a little surprised. In terms of poetry, he felt that his son was too outstanding and unparalleled.

    "It was written by Liu Cong, the shepherd of Jingzhou, and it is being recited throughout the south. Look, father." Cao Zhi took out the poem manuscript and handed it over.

    "Liu Cong can also compose poetry?" Cao Cao was a little confused, so he took the poem manuscript and looked at it carefully.

    "A good poem, it is indeed a good poem! Unexpected, unexpected!" Cao Cao looked excited, "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date, raising a glass to the bright moon, facing each other to become three people."

    Cao Cao stood up and looked out the window, his thoughts uneasy for a long time.

    ¡°The moon doesn¡¯t know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  "Cao Zhi also chanted softly, and a young man appeared in his mind, lonely and melancholy, but free and easy and open-minded.

    ¡°My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are in confusion.

    They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.  "Cao Cao put down the poem, but he still didn't finish it, "What a poem!  Liu Chengguang, if it were a prosperous age, I would drink wine and discuss poetry with you, and be friends for years to come!  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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