The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 31
On the stage, with a hazy face covered with a light veil, Miss Qiuyuan also moved her head lightly, watching Yinghong Louzhong.

When she turned around, she also noticed Luo Cheng, dressed in plain white, with a calm expression, without any urgency or embarrassment, and was particularly conspicuous among the crowd. Miss Qiuyuan couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that this person has really finished writing?"

Thinking of this, her attention was more focused on Luo Cheng.Luo Cheng looks more mature than his actual age, but it's not that he looks old, but more mature and stable.

He looks handsome and delicate, with fair skin, but he has a temperament that the little boy doesn't have. He is confident, as if everything is under control. Seeing this, Miss Qiuyuan couldn't help but think of the poem she heard behind the wall before: "This song only It should exist in the sky, how many times can the world hear it?"

There was a faint smile on her face, she was so beautiful, but it was covered by the tulle, no one could see her face at this moment.She said with a calm smile, "This person is quite interesting..."

Outside the main hall, naturally, many spectators gathered to watch the excitement.There were many people outside the Yinghong Building, and some people entered the Yinghong Building to watch the play outside the main hall.

It is rare to see such a grand poetry meeting that gathers talents from the entire city of Beiping.In fact, many of the talented scholars present were not from Beiping City, but people from the surrounding areas of Yanyun area.When these people studied or visited Beiping City, they received invitations from Wang Jie and came to the banquet.

At this moment, the people outside the hall were also paying attention to the people who wrote poems in the hall.After all, there are quite a few famous people in it, such as the Three Heroes of Peking, etc., who are all familiar to the common people.

At the same time, scholars originally had a higher status. In ancient times, scholars were higher than ordinary people no matter what.Especially the young, handsome, suave, talented and wealthy characters like the Three Heroes of Peking are even more noticed.

It can be said that such a talented man is the dream lover of many women.Although the ancients had a lot of restrictions on women, there is no shortage of women who like to pursue romance in any dynasty.

"That person is so strange?" Someone glanced at the crowd and said in astonishment, "Could it be that he just finished writing?"

"The ghost knows what this person wrote. My prince hasn't written yet. I'm afraid this person is just swollen to look fat!" Someone said indignantly, although Luo Cheng didn't deliberately pretend to be forceful at the moment.

But when everyone was frowning and thinking hard, he stood out from the crowd by himself, keeping his composure, even if he didn't take the initiative, he was full of compulsion.This makes those who like a certain wit very unhappy.

My son XX has not finished writing. How can you, a little boy with no reputation, finish it?

However, amidst the denunciation of the crowd, some people also discovered Luo Cheng's shining point: "This young man is handsome, and he is not an ordinary young man at first glance, and you don't know what this young man is writing about." ? How can you be so arbitrary?"

Some people also asked: "Didn't there be rumors that the Three Heroes were going to compete with Mr. Luo Cheng, the heir of the Prince of Peking? Why was Mr. Luo not seen in the competition? Could it be that he didn't come?"

So there are two answers.Someone said: "I don't know what Mr. Luo looks like? Maybe it's in it, but I just don't know. Mr. Luo can write good poems such as "Mo Mei" and "Plum Blossom". Defeat the three heroes."

Some people were also upset: "How could I lose to Luo Cheng, no matter how powerful Luo Cheng is, it's just hearsay. Look at this match, I, Mr. XX, are the calmest. Luo Cheng must be afraid in his heart and dare not go forward." Come to the meeting."

Everyone was arguing endlessly, but they were always observing the actions of the talented people in the hall.Waiting for everyone to discuss it, time has passed, but anyone who wrote a pen has now written it.

Just before that, the three masters each picked up their pens and wrote the poems they had thought about on paper in one go.

Luo Cheng was sitting with the old god, but he didn't know that someone had already slandered him a lot.He vaguely noticed the strange eyes of everyone, and he couldn't help thinking about whether to slow down later to avoid the suspicion of being pretentious.

When everyone was writing, Miss Qiuyuan's ethereal voice sounded, and said slowly: "The time is up, you must have written poems, next, please hand over your poems to the waiter, and let the gentlemen judge."

Since Wang Jie and others booked Yinghonglou as a charter, they naturally had discussions with Yinghonglou.All kinds of procedures have been arranged. At this moment, Miss Qiuyuan is on the stage, which is equivalent to the host of this poetry meeting.And Mr. Li and others are the judges of the poetry club.

Everyone is a scholar, and there is nothing to delay at this time.He honestly handed the paper to the maids beside him. These maids have good looks, well-dressed, and dignified manners.

Luo Cheng reckoned that these were not real maids, but girls from Yinghonglou.These women looked educated, dignified and elegant, they were the dream lovers of many men.It is no wonder that Yinghonglou is the largest and most upscale brothel in Beiping City.

After handing in, Luo Cheng turned sideways and asked Hu Ba beside him: "Brother Hu, how do you feel about writing this poem?"

Huba rolled his eyes, and sighed helplessly, "Oh, that's all. On the contrary, little brother, you finished writing so quickly, are you sure?"

In fact, at this moment, Huba's two friends looked at Luo Cheng with strange eyes, obviously thinking that Luo Cheng was really shameless for pretending to be so aggressive.But Huba asked sincerely.

Luo Cheng smiled and said, "I'm sure, of course there are some."

Huba smiled awkwardly, but he was a little suspicious in his heart. Could it be that this little brother is really a hidden boss, so powerful?

Huba shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

These women collected the poems of each seat one by one, and then handed them over to the chairman.This is the same as face-to-face revision after the exam.

"The lines of this poem don't make sense, the idea is like this, it really doesn't make sense..." Taking out one, an old man beside Mr. Li frowned and shouted.

Opening one, another old man said: "This poem has a good idea, but unfortunately there are some problems in terms and sentences. It's a pity..."

"This poem is gorgeous, but it is flashy and unsightly..."

"Taking autumn as the theme, to write such a melodious sound, it really is a dead wood that cannot be carved."

"..."

After reading one by one, and then criticized a wave, but did not see a good poem, Mr. Li waited very fast, and the papers were thrown aside with a clatter.

"This poem is very good!" One person said, "Is it Wang Jie's poem?"

"This poem by Xu Lun is also good."

"And this Du Ling's poem."

"Hey, who is this Huba? This poem is quite good."

"And this XX, the words and phrases are all excellent..."

(End of this chapter)