Datang: I Became a God of War and Was Recognized As a Relative by Empress Changsun

"Chu Mo, it's true that you know this army very well, but do you know how to write poetry?"

"Forehead……"

Cheng Chumo, who was excited, suddenly heard Li Feng's words, as if his throat had been pinched, and his slightly fat face turned red.

Seeing Cheng Chumo's appearance, Li Feng smiled embarrassedly.

Just when Li Feng was joking about Cheng Chumo, a group of literati outside the private room were racking their brains and writing quickly.

Finally, after a rush of fuss, a person slowly walked out of the crowd, clasped his fists at everyone around him, and said confidently:

"Everyone, since you want to hide your clumsiness, then let me help you out."

"It turned out to be Young Master Cui. Young Master Cui has only learned a lot, and he has written poetry so quickly. I really admire it."

"Yeah, that's right, Mr. Cui's talent, I have heard about it. I think that Mr. Cui is also a strong contender for the leader of this poetry festival."

Seeing the praise from the people around him, Mr. Cui also had a humble expression on his face, thanking him again and again.

I saw Young Master Cui looking at Xue Wu on the stage earnestly, and said affectionately:

"I hold my spear and run around after I cut my love. The snow in the golden armor is still frozen, and the wind changes my thoughts."

As soon as Young Master Cui finished speaking, there was a burst of applause around him.

"As expected of Mr. Cui, the hidden poems are also readily available, and they can fit the theme. I am ashamed.

"I think that the leader of this poetry festival is Cui Gongzi."

The literati in the audience began to praise the Cui Gongzi without exaggeration.

……

"I love Snow Dance, what!"

Just as Li Feng was watching Young Master Cui with great interest, Cheng Chumo, who was beside him, couldn't help sneering.

Obviously he knew this Young Master Cui, and there was still some gap between the two.

Li Feng looked at Cheng Chumo with a resentful face, and couldn't help but ask funny:

"Chu Mo, do you know this 'Young Master Cui' too?"

"Young Master Cui, the second Cui, who is also from five surnames and seven families, hangs around behind Li Hui every day. Of course I know him."

Cheng Lumo said angrily.

Hearing Cheng Chumo's words, Li Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, this young master Cui came from five surnames and seven families, but he didn't know whether it was from Boling or Qinghe.

But looking at Cheng Chumo's disdain beside him, Li Feng said with a sinister smile:

"Chu Mo, since you hate this second Cui so much, do you want to humiliate him in front of everyone?"

Hearing Li Feng's words, Cheng Chumo's eyes suddenly lit up and looked at Li Feng with expectation.

Li Feng leaned into Cheng Chumo's ear and whispered:

"You...for a while...this way...and then..."

Cheng Lumo listened to Li Feng's plan, and the fat on his slightly fat face was shaking with excitement.

"Understood, you must remember it. If you forget, then you will be humiliated by people with five surnames and seven families."

"Don't worry, Brother Mu, this time I must slap the second Cui in the face!"

Cheng Chumo patted his chest and assured Li Feng earnestly.

Then, Cheng Chumo's chubby figure flashed out of the private room. .

Chapter 25

The twenty-fifth charter made a move, shocking everyone

"Young Master Cui's poem, Xue Wu also likes it very much, but it has not met Xue Wu's expectations. I wonder if there are other people who have poems for everyone to enjoy."

Xue Wu on the stage looked at Cui Hao, who was surrounded by a group of people, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, but Lin Xuewu quickly restrained him.

When Cui Hao heard Lin Xuewu's words, he looked at the people around him with disdain.

He didn't think anyone would come forward, after all, the name of his five surnames and seven families was not something that anyone would dare to provoke.

"Since no one has come forward, then I reluctantly accept the leader of this poetry meeting..."

Just when Cui Hao thought that the leader of this poetry meeting was close at hand, a voice came out like thunder.

"Second Cui, your grandpa Cheng hasn't shot yet. What are you in a hurry?"

All eyes could not help but look towards the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.

I saw Cheng Chumo walked out with a mocking expression, and gave Cui Hao a disdainful look.

"Second Cui, you are so embarrassed to be the leader of any rubbish poems you do. I really don't know how to describe your brazenness."

"Cheng Chumo, you reckless man is also worthy of attending our poetry party. It's an insult to our poetry party!"

Cui Hao looked at Cheng Chumo who couldn't come to him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and couldn't help sneering.

As Li Hui's number one younger brother, Cui Hao naturally has the task of humiliating Cheng Chumo in addition to competing for the leader in this poetry meeting.

Originally, Cui Hao was still thinking about how to force Cheng Chumo out, but he didn't expect him to appear on his own.

Well, that saves me from having to go to you.

Thinking about it, a wicked smile appeared on Cui Hao's face inadvertently.

"Second Cui, what you said is wrong. Although my Cheng family is based on martial arts, I can't say that my Cheng Chumo has no ink in his chest."

Looking at Cui Hao in front of him, Cheng Chumo resisted the thought of beating him in his heart and said coldly.

And the surrounding literati looked at Cheng Chumo who suddenly appeared, and also looked puzzled.

After all, Cheng Chumo was a well-known playboy in Chang'an City, and most of them still knew him.

Now that Cheng Chumo suddenly appeared and said that he could write poetry, everyone naturally didn't believe it.

"Cheng Chumo, look at so many people around you, but does anyone believe that you are someone who can make poetry?"

"Young Master Cheng, Xue Wu knows what Young Master Cheng wants, but she still hopes that Young Master Cheng will do what he can."

Lin Xuewu, who had been silent the whole time, couldn't help but start to persuade Cheng Chumo.

Looking at the disbelieving eyes of the literati around him, Cheng Chumo pouted and said disdainfully:

"Isn't it just writing a poem, listen, I'll give you one!"

"The luminous cup of wine and grapes, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately remind me. Drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, a few people have returned from ancient times."

Cheng Chu recited the poem silently, shaking his head incessantly, looking intoxicated.

"How about it, Second Cui, this poem of mine is comparable to your disgusting hidden head poem?"

"Otherwise, Mr. Cui, come and comment on this poem for me, so that I can know where I am not doing well."

Cheng Chumo pressed towards Cui Hao step by step with a proud face, and kept sneering in his mouth.

The corner of Cui Hao's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Cheng Chumo, who was proud in front of him. He wanted to refute but didn't know where to start.

And the people around, Ziyu literati and writers, were also shocked by this poem by Cheng Chumo and didn't know what to say.

"What a drunken man, Lord Grim, who has fought several times in ancient times. He is indeed a generalist, but I underestimate Cheng Gongzi."

On the high platform not far away, Lin Xuewu carefully recalled this poem by Cheng Chumo, and apologized to Cheng Chumo with admiration.

Seeing Lin Xuewu's actions, Cheng Chumo's vanity was also satisfied.

"Cheng Chumo, I didn't expect you to prepare so much. Tell me, who did you ask to write this poem for you?"

Just when everyone was shocked, a voice cut through this strange scene.

When the people around heard this voice, their eyes suddenly lit up, as if they had caught something crucial.

"Yeah, maybe Cheng Chumo bought this poem."

"I just said that a demon king like Cheng Chumo could write such a poem."

"I didn't expect that I almost let this guy be deceived. I almost thought he wrote it."

On the stage, Lin Xuewu listened to everyone's discussion, and there was a hint of doubt in Cheng Chumo's eyes.

Cheng Chumo watched the changes in the people around him, but his expression did not change at all.

Obviously, Cheng Chumo had already expected this to happen.

But when Cheng Chumo saw the suspicion in Lin Xuewu's eyes, it still made him very unhappy.

"Li Hui, what evidence do you have to say that this poem was not written by me! If you can't tell me, I will sue you for slander."

Cheng Chumo looked at the person who was speaking and said with a serious face. .

Chapter 26

The twenty-sixth chapter is silently slapped in the face, gang fight?

When everyone in Xiaoxiang Garden heard Cheng Chumo's words, they all looked towards the door.

I saw Li Hui walking towards Cheng Chumo with a group of people behind him, smiling as if the two had been friends for many years.

Cheng Chumo looked at the smiling Li Hui, glanced at the corner of his mouth with disdain, and said coldly:

"Li Hui, if you can't say one, two, three, or four today, we won't be finished today!"

Looking at Cheng Chumo with a serious face, Li Hui still had a smile on his face.

It seems that Li Hui has already made up his mind about this matter, and he is not afraid of Cheng Chumo at all.

"Old Cheng, I'm afraid the whole city of Chang'an is very clear about what kind of virtue you are. Now you go and tell them that you can write poetry, and you can see how many people in the whole city of Chang'an believe in you."

"But since you want to prove that you are erudite and talented, old Cheng, why don't you write another poem on the spot, so that we can all see the talent of the young master Cheng."