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"I think it's good too!"
The girls all nodded in agreement, thinking the suggestion was quite good. At least it sounded good to others, showing that they weren't just sitting around doing nothing!
With so many people urging them on, the Li sisters were naturally tacitly accepted, and Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyan, who were absent, were even more willing to be represented.
Gu Yu was smiling as she took a sip of tea, watching the girls who had been chattering away suddenly startle and stare at her. She was a little confused.
"What are you...?"
Daiyu chuckled and pouted, saying:
"Speaking of writing poetry... isn't there the greatest poet in the world sitting right in front of us right now? If we could bring him in, wouldn't our poetry society be the greatest poetry society in the world?"
"Brother Yu~"
Xi Chun immediately ran over with a grin and took Gu Yu's arm, taking the opportunity to rub against him, her small breasts nestled on his arm, giving him a little taste of his own medicine.
Hearing Daiyu's exaggerated words, Gu Yu couldn't help but blush. He knew his own limitations. Although he had some talent, he wasn't the greatest poet in the world...
Ahem! I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table. Besides me, there's no one else in this world who can produce such a poem!
Only then did the Li sisters belatedly realize the remarkable talent of the young man before them: the world-renowned first poet of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a scholar who passed the imperial examination, the owner of the world's number one restaurant... They felt that these titles were completely unrelated to the young man before them.
Gu Yu patted her chest, feigning lingering fear, and said as if she had just escaped a disaster:
"You scared me to death... I thought Lin Daiyu wanted me to be her sucker and pay her share, but it turns out she just wanted to recruit me..."
Daiyu couldn't help but give the mischievous Gu Yu a coquettish glare, thinking, "Who are you trying to impress with this stingy act?"
"Although we've recruited you, there's still one condition we haven't mentioned."
"What conditions?"
Gu Yu waved his hand casually, as if to say that everything was fine as long as it didn't cost money. However, this lazy attitude would make other people frown and think it was tasteless, but on his handsome and slender figure, it only made the girls laugh secretly and find it cute.
"Although Brother Yu has joined the society, he is not allowed to write poems. He can just give us a few comments."
As soon as these words were spoken, before Gu Yu could even speak, Tan Chun and the others nodded frantically in agreement.
Are you kidding me? If this person were to participate in their sisters' competition, wouldn't they be the champion every time? What would be the point then?
Thus, Gu Yu also got to experience being represented, watching Baochai and the others gradually discuss and complete the poetry club that had his name on it, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"The poetry society has finally been established... but this time, I will never let it disband."
Chapter 55 Who can I ask to make up for the missing money?
"What name should we choose?"
After discussing all the specific details, the women realized that their poetry club didn't have a name yet, so they started brainstorming ideas.
"Since we built this place to appreciate plum blossoms, why don't we call it the Plum Blossom Poetry Society?"
Xiangyun was the first to shake her head in opposition:
"We call it the Plum Blossom Poetry Society now, but what if there are other flowers next year? Should we rename it the Peach Blossom Poetry Society or the Pear Blossom Poetry Society? That's not right!"
"Then... how about calling it the Grand View Garden Poetry Club? Taking the place name as a reference is a good idea."
Yingchun rarely reacted so quickly, but even Baochai couldn't help but shake her head at the name.
That's so cliché!
"Named after a flower, or after a place, that won't do either. There are even academic schools of thought in the book, so which one should we be considered?"
Gu Yu really wanted to reply that they were all part of the Gu family, but fearing being punched, she obediently lowered her head and drank her tea.
But as soon as he had this thought, whether it was telepathy or not, several perceptive girls subconsciously glanced at him, a strange look flashing in their eyes.
Next, the group discussed several more names, but rejected them one by one. Seeing that their atmosphere was somewhat dejected, as if they had failed to achieve their goal before it even began, Gu Yu had no choice but to clear her throat and cough twice before saying:
:
"I'm also a member of this poetry club, how about I come up with one too?"
The women all looked over, wanting to hear his insightful opinion. Some even felt that they were tired of all the fuss and that as long as Gu Yu gave a name that wasn't too outrageous, they would let it go.
"What name did Brother Yu choose?"
Gu Yu, however, was in no hurry to speak. First, she subtly raised an eyebrow at Daiyu before slowly and deliberately beginning to say:
"An ancient poem says, 'In the south there are beauties whose looks are as lovely as peaches and plums.' My sisters are all peerless beauties, which is quite fitting."
"Besides, the poetry club is full of young ladies like you, so youthful and vibrant, like springtime. How about we name it the Spring Blossom Poetry Club?"
"Spring Blossom Poetry Society..."
The women pondered the name, finding it both plain and fitting, truly ingenious, and their eyes lit up.
"Spring Blossom Poetry Society! What a wonderful name! Let's call it the Spring Blossom Poetry Society!"
"Good name!"
Amidst the commotion, no one noticed that Daiyu was gazing intently at Gu Yu, who was smiling back at her, her beautiful face flushed and her eyes misty, as if she were about to faint from intoxication.
Chunhua... Isn't that the name of the courtyard where she lived in Jiangnan?
Lin Daiyu's heart melted, and she longed to immediately fly into the arms of the person before her and embrace him tightly, then offer her lips and teeth to reward his affection. However, the laughter and chatter of her sisters around her made her dare not move, and she immediately broke out in a layer of fragrant sweat on her forehead, adding to her weariness.
"Now that we have a club name, we also need a club president... How about we ask our sister-in-law to be the club president?"
Logically and emotionally, they should invite Li Wan to serve as the head of the club. After all, although Li Wan has not actually disciplined them much, she still has the responsibility of managing the sisters in the garden, which was verbally entrusted to her by Grandmother Jia.
Moreover, as the eldest sister-in-law of the younger generation in the Jia family, Li Wan should also be responsible for the expenses of the poetry club established by the girls, so no one objected to Tan Chun's suggestion.
Only Gu Yu, who was drinking tea to the side, shook her head noncommittally.
Starting a poetry club doesn't cost much, and organizing a feast with food and drinks only costs a few taels of silver, which the sisters can chip in to cover. But we also need to consider how often we can do it, right?
They only earn two taels of silver a month, and with their spare money, they can probably afford to go out three to five times. But what happens after that?
There are other etiquette matters to attend to on a regular basis. You can't just stay in your room all day and not care about anyone, and then get together once every few days, right?
As for hoping to get Li Wan to contribute the lion's share, that's wishful thinking.
With his arrival in this life, Li Wan has become even more neglectful of disciplining her sisters, focusing all her attention on Jia Lan and hoping he will become a dragon among men. She was already so stingy in the original story; now that their relationship is even weaker, she's even less willing to spend money.
In the end, it was Sister Feng who had to shoulder all the blame.
The only solution to this problem is to get rid of this playful mentality, report it properly, and go through the official channels to get funding. At that point, we'll inevitably have to compete with Sister Feng, who controls the money.
Taking a satisfying sip of hot tea, Gu Yu had no intention of getting involved in this trivial matter. After all, these bright and beautiful young women were no mere pretty faces; they could certainly handle this little thing.
Besides, starting a poetry club doesn't cost a lot of money. Wouldn't it be more interesting to spend time with poor girls like Xiangyun and Xing Xiuyan first?
You wouldn't want to be broke and unable to treat your girlfriends, right? Hehehe~
Seeing that everything was arranged properly, the impatient Xiangyun and Tanchun were about to clamor to go to Daoxiang Village to finalize things quickly. At this moment, Yingchun patted her forehead, hesitated, and raised her hand to suggest:
"Now that we've started a poetry club, should we give ourselves a name? I think that's what people do in books."
Gu Yu's eyelids twitched, but unusually, she didn't give the other sisters a chance to speak, and directly replied with a smile:
"With so many sisters, where did you get so many nicknames from? If you're just arguing about flowers and plants, you could argue for ten days and ten nights and still not reach a conclusion. Besides—"
Gu Yu glanced around ambiguously, then continued:
"What special edition number... doesn't sound as nice as the names of you ladies."
These words caused a huge uproar, with the girls covering their faces in embarrassment. Then, proud girls like Daiyu and Xiangyun became furious, and other girls joined in the condemnation. The commotion lasted for quite a while before it subsided when Gu Yu begged for forgiveness.
Blushing, Daiyu glared at the wicked man again before taking the lead in running away, fearing that she would be left behind and retaliated against on the spot.
Knowing full well what was going on, Xi Chun deliberately slowed down a few steps, and sure enough, Gu Yu grabbed her and kissed her fair face several times. Just as she was about to "resist" a little, she was released again and could only pitifully hug Gu Yu's arm and shake it.
Seeing how pitiful she was, Gu Yu could only take the opportunity to lower her head again, letting the little girl's tender tongue quickly satisfy her craving, before half-pushing and half-coaxing her to pat her head and signal her to catch up with the group.
"Next time you come alone..."
Watching them turn the corner, Gu Yu glanced at the gradually darkening sky and couldn't help but curse under her breath, "Damn it, God!"
In this freezing weather, although he wasn't afraid of the cold, he was afraid of making these delicate young ladies freeze. He didn't dare to take advantage of them too much, as it would be the greatest torture for him.
"Xiangling? Go and tell them to heat the house up a bit more tonight."
"what?"
Xiangling, who was tidying up the tea set inside, heard the commotion and hurriedly ran over to check Gu Yu's expression, saying:
"Was Master cold last night? Perhaps I stole the blanket..."
"..."
Gu Yu flicked the silly girl's forehead in an annoyed tone, and said meaningfully:
"I'm just worried you'll get cold tonight..."
"Ok?"
……
Chapter Fifty-Six: A Sudden End
That evening, Xiangling quickly understood what Gu Yu meant.
Four maids stood in two shifts in the boiler room, and the rising heat made Gu Yu's room so hot that one wished to open the window for some fresh air.
Beside the bed, two stunningly beautiful young girls knelt obediently on the blanket, their bodies naked, their faces flushed as they diligently served the boy sitting in the middle.
With his eyes half-closed and his body slightly leaning back, Gu Yu playfully reached out his other hand to stroke Xiang Ling's head, which was diligently swallowing and spitting out his huge head. He would occasionally press down and sink it a little, feeling the warm touch of her small mouth that was involuntarily contracting due to stimulation. He couldn't help but sigh comfortably.
At this moment, Qingwen, with a dazed expression, leaned down to the bottom and tried her best to open her cherry lips wide, wanting to suck on a dragon egg gently. However, since she had little experience, Gu Yu occasionally scraped between her pearly teeth, making her heart jump.
"...Alright, alright, aren't you afraid of getting bitten by your hoof? Get up here now."
After another tense moment of shrinking back, fearing she would be bitten, Gu Yu pinched Qingwen's erect nipples with a hint of annoyance. If she let her play like this any longer, even if Silly Xiangling wore her lips out, it wouldn't end.
"Master~"
Qingwen stubbornly stuck out her tongue and licked the huge dragon egg covered in saliva, then carefully cleaned it. She then got up, slipped on her shoes, went to the table to rinse her mouth, and then came back to climb into bed, snuggling into Gu Yu's arms to continue her new way of serving him.
"Hiss~ Where did you learn that?"
Gu Yu clenched his fist, his previously relaxed body tensing up as he felt the girl's fragrant tongue gently teasing his nipples, which intensified his arousal.
"Hmm~ Hehe~ Slurp~ This is... this is what I found on Grandpa's bookshelf, ooh-hoo~ Ha~ The book says you can do this... and then I thought, hmm~ Grandpa usually makes us feel really comfortable here... Grandpa should feel comfortable too~"
As for whether it's comfortable or not, that can be proven by actions.
Not long after, Gu Yu suddenly thrust his lower body forward. The obedient Xiang Ling quickly suppressed the urge to vomit, swallowed hard a few times, and then tried her best to swallow the impending climax.
"Ughhhhh!"
Seeing that Xiangling's mouth was overflowing with the essence she hadn't been able to swallow, Qingwen was so anxious that she turned around with her buttocks sticking out and licked it into her mouth along Xiangling's chin, not wanting to waste a single drop.
Seeing the two breathtakingly beautiful faces pressed together, Gu Yu's dragon, which had just descended, raised its head again, glanced at the pert pink buttocks beside it, and saw that the alluring shallow slit in the middle was already shimmering. With a wicked smile, it patted the soft, smooth buttocks and leaned over to lick the small protrusion hidden under the narrow slit.
"Ah~! Master~..."
Qingwen subconsciously tilted her head back, about to turn around, but Gu Yu pressed her down.
"Don't move. Who told you to kiss Xiangling just now? Are you trying to steal my woman? Kneel down properly now, and I'll spare you."
Qingwen's eyes were almost brimming with tears. She bit her lip and didn't reply. After all, countless experiences had taught her that even if she hadn't broken the rules just now, she would have to accept any excuse as long as the master was willing, otherwise the consequences would only gradually increase.
"Hmm~"
The powerful tongue teased the tiny spot in the girl's tender flesh, the intense stimulation causing Qingwen to sway her pink buttocks gently, soft moans escaping her nose.
Xiangling rested for a moment, touching her warm belly, and then climbed to Gu Yu's other side behind him. Her soft little white rabbit pressed against his back, supporting his crooked body, so that he could free up both hands to torment Qingwen to his heart's content.
In winter, anything from the outside world feels sharp, even the wind feels like a knife. Although it's not so obvious in the warm room, when Gu Yu mounted his horse, Qingwen below rolled her eyes, tilted her head back, and let out a soft snort.
"Wow! It's so big...!"
Gu Yu could almost feel the girl's tight flower path being completely crushed open by him, like a short water pipe, leaving her utterly powerless.
Meanwhile, the girl, who frequently visited the flower garden, felt waves of heat surge through her body, which then crashed against her head like waves crashing against the shore, weakly receding and locking her completely inside the flower garden, leaving her to "reap what she sowed."
"Master!"
With just one wave of attack, Qingwen was completely overwhelmed. Gu Yu pretended not to hear her pleas for mercy and continued to thrust gently. His pink flower path was even pulled out slightly with his movements, and the tender flesh of the taut opening was frighteningly white, as if it would tear apart if the movements were any more intense.
Unfortunately, such a pitiful situation only excited Gu Yu more. After all, he knew exactly what these girls were capable of.