The Lu Mansion was too big. As a servant came out of the small hall, he was surrounded by twists and turns. Hao Fenglou's eyes were overwhelmed. Before he could come back to his senses, he led to a side hall.

At this time, it was only the early Ming Dynasty, and the luxury style had not officially emerged. Therefore, although the mansion was magnificent, the decorations in the hall were mostly simple. Although the Lu family was a martial arts family, they were also somewhat arty. The furnishings in the side hall were simple and had a bit of ink fragrance. Of course, this was mainly due to some calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

As a love saint, you must not only be proficient in music, but also understand various poetry. Whether it is hazy poetry, modern poetry, pear blossom style, or Tang poetry and Song lyrics, Hao Fenglou recites it like a stream. If you want to move women, it is obviously not enough to not be able to use the poems that suit the situation.

Therefore, in terms of appreciation of calligraphy and painting, Hao Fenglou also has his unique features. His eyes were quickly attracted by a running script on the wall. It can be seen that this poem is an imitation, but Hao Fenglou is more interested in thinking about imitation because genuine works are common, but clever imitations are rare, especially those imitations that can be hung and decorated in wealthy houses. They are even rarer. Imitations can imitate at a level, even more rare than genuine works.

Hao Fenglou stopped with his hands behind his back, but almost forgot that there was another person sitting in the side hall.

This person seems to have been here for a long time, with a Confucian uniform and a serious scholar dress. He is about double 10 years old and is quite delicate.

When he saw Hao Fenglou coming in, he didn't say anything, but compared it between Xu Qian and himself, as if he felt that he was slightly inferior in appearance, and a hint of jealousy immediately flashed through his eyes.

He smiled coldly and said, "Brother, have you passed the first exam?"

Hao Fenglou suddenly realized, and then noticed him. Seeing that he looked at him impolitely, he nodded and said, "That's right, I haven't asked for advice yet."

This man said impatiently: "My surname is Zhou, famous saying, if you want to call me Mr. Zhou, who are you?"

This person named Zhou Yan is quite arrogant. Hao Fenglou naturally has no good impression of him. He said his name and then said, "Young Master Zhou is here to apply for the recruitment?"

"This is natural." Zhou Yan said confidently: "I don't know what luck you have, but I have passed the first test. However, I advise you not to think about it anymore. This lady of the Lu family is my treasure. If you want to compete with me, you will not consider how much you have."

Hao Fenglou almost spit out old blood. This guy actually came to rob me of the young master's woman.

Zhou Yan was also very angry. He was the only one who passed this first exam. He thought that as long as today passed, he could become the teacher of Miss Lu's family with justification, and then learn from Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun to have a love affair and get Miss Lu's family. Not only can he be hugged, but his glory and wealth are even more unspeakable.

Who knew that Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared at the end of the first test? At this time, he hated Hao Fenglou, but he couldn't help but secretly test Hao Fenglou, wanting to see where this person came from.

Faced with this rudeness, Hao Fenglou sneered and said, "You will know if you have the weight when you are there."

Zhou Yan said angrily: "Then I ask you, do you have fame?"

When it comes to fame and fortune, Zhou Yan's face was glamorous.

Hao Fenglou said lightly: "Famousness and fame are like clouds to me."

"Haha..." Zhou Yan laughed and said, "I thought I was a strong enemy, but it turned out to be a fool, haha... I tell you that I am a scholar. Not only that, I am also a student at Zhenjiang Prefecture. I will participate in the provincial examination next year and will sooner or later be an official. But... it's boring to be an official. Even if I want to be an official, I have to hold a beautiful woman first. This lady of the Lu family, I am determined to win. You are a guy without fame and fortune. After passing the first examination with some luck, you want to compete with me for a woman? Which onion are you?"

This guy's mouth is too mean, but Hao Fenglou knew that the guy named Zhou was talking nonsense on the surface, but he was very smart. He deliberately stepped on himself just to make himself lose confidence. This is a very common psychological warfare.

"Why, don't you say anything? Forget it, I have pity for you. I have more than a dozen taels of silver here, so I can only regard it as your hard work. If you give up now, I will give you this silver, how about it?"

Zhou Yan has begun to show his financial resources. He is full of energy and confident. In contrast, Hao Fenglou, who is as plain as water, seems to be at a disadvantage.

Hao Fenglou said: "I don't want money, I want to be Miss Lu's husband."

"Scared!" Zhou Yan almost jumped up, and couldn't help but sarcastic, saying, "Why don't you pee and look at yourself? You don't even have fame and fortune, probably haven't even read much. I have seen many people like you who want to eat swan meat. You must know how to advance and retreat, and don't be ignorant!"

Hao Fenglou said calmly: "I have read books."

"What's the use of learning some fur?" Zhou Yan continued to mock him: "If you are a good writer, you want to be a gentleman, and you want to compete with me for women?"

Hao Fenglou said: "I said that fame and fame are a cloud, and I don't care about fame and fame."

Zhou Yan almost burst into laughter. He turned out to be a nerd and sneered: "I don't even have fame and fortune, so I have the nerve to call myself a scholar."

Hao Fenglou said, "I study just for fun, not for gaining a future. As for my knowledge, I can't explain it clearly, but..." He looked ignorant of the world and said, "But since you say that, I have to ask the young master for advice."

Hao Fenglou looked at a pair of "Arriving in Spring" on the wall and said, "Young Master Zhou, look at the spring in this painting. With your talent and knowledge, can you recite a poem?"

Zhou Yan was stunned and improvised poetry. Although he could write poetry, he could only write poetry improvised. Only Cao Zhi, a genius who became a poem in seven steps, could he play with it. He was just a little scholar, how could he do it in a short time?

Realizing that Hao Fenglou was deliberately attacking him, Zhou Yan sneered: "I was not interested for the moment. Why? Could it be that you can do it?"

Hao Fenglou said without hesitation: "It's drizzling outside, but I saw this spring picture in the house again. I had fun for a while, but I had it." After pondering for a moment, he said: "The green streams and trees are dark, and the rivers are wet. After the rain, the curtains are opened, and spring comes in at the same time."

Zhou Yan almost vomited a mouthful of old blood. It was really a five-character poem. Whether it was the idea or the wording, it was considered a master of good work. Is this really a master who knew the goods. Even if he was a Jinshi, it would take some time to figure it out. The guy who had no fame in front of him improvised it.

But if you want to question Hao Fenglou's plagiarism, it is obviously unreasonable, because poetry spreads very quickly, and Zhou Yan is a scholar, a person who often gathers and talks with literati and poets in Zhenjiang Prefecture. If Hao Fenglou is plagiarizing others, the poem will not be without news.

Zhou Yan began to look at Hao Fenglou with a strange look on his face, and believed in Hao Fenglou's words. Maybe he was a child of a certain aristocratic family, with a deep family background and a great family. He did not expect his children to come out to take the exam for any achievements, or wanted to accumulate strength and make a big splash. He would wait until it was almost time to release and make a big splash.

All kinds of possibilities passed by Zhou Yan's mind, and his grief, doubts, and self-confidence began to shake.

Hao Fenglou said calmly again: "In this blink of an eye, I have inspiration again."

besides……

Zhou Yan also had the urge to vomit blood.

Hao Fenglou shook his head and said, "I went from Songjiang to Zhenjiang. Today, when I saw this picture of spring, I thought of the encounters in recent days. I was so excited that I would like to make the young master laugh." He sat solemnly and blurted out: "The water in the Nanjiang River in Dantu County is slanting, and there is no one on both sides of the shore. In the deep forest, birds cried and filled with red and white flowers. Master Zhou, what do you think?"

These poems are all poems that Hao Fenglou recited under the supervision of his master, and are now in handy.

Zhou Yan was stunned and his confidence was completely shaken. Dantu County was the capital of Zhenjiang Prefecture, which is the current location of Zhenjiang Prefecture. As for Hao Fenglou's two poems, they were all blurted out. Any one of them was considered a top-notch one. This guy actually wrote two poems.

Just when Zhou Yan's self-confidence was about to collapse, Hao Fenglou smiled bitterly again and said, "This is how I write poetry. Once I write, I have never stopped. Once I talked to someone about poetry, and I wrote more than a dozen poems in one hour. Look, I am now inspired."

Come again... Zhou Yan's pitiful self-confidence has disappeared, and even his self-esteem has been hit. However, he gradually discovered that Hao Fenglou is a nerd who doesn't go out very much at first glance. He naturally has talent, but human nature...

Zhou Yan interrupted Hao Fenglou and said, "Young Master Feng's poem is pretty good." He reluctantly said the word "yes", but his heart was twitching. If Hao Fenglou was just OK, he would be considered a shit. Finally, he said politely: "It's just that Young Master Feng has such talent, why do you need to come to the Lu family to apply for a job as a gentleman? I will tell you that you are a child of a noble family, this..."

"Hey... Actually, I don't want to come either." Hao Fenglou sighed with a frown, "It's just that the elders in the clan insisted on forcing me to come. He said that he was not young and it was time to get married. It happened that there was a distant relative in the clan who was working in the Lu family. He wrote a letter and sent a letter saying that there was a lady in the Lu family. The country was beautiful and asked me to be her husband. As for the rest, it depends on my luck. Besides, my distant relative is now in the Lu family, and he is taking care of him, so the family will be more at ease."

Zhou Yan's pupils dilated, and his heart was bleeding drop by drop. This time, he really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It’s okay if you are talented, but you won’t say that your family has a deep knowledge. There is still someone in the Lu family…

Unfair, unfair...

Zhou Yan wanted to beat his chest and fall down. He immediately thought, no wonder this guy named Feng could easily pass the first exam. Logically speaking, even if such a person is talented, he is taking the Four Women's Books. Unless he works hard on this, even if Wang Anshi and Fan Zhongyan come, he will have to stop eating.

After thinking about this, Zhou Yan understood that someone was letting go, and there was someone above this guy, and he had an unfair competition. He had already greeted the relevant people during the first trial and operated the black box.

Zhou Yan's self-confidence completely collapsed.

He couldn't help but say, "Your distant cousin, don't you know any position in the house?"

Hao Fenglou said lightly: "It's just a big manager in the mansion."
Chapter completed!