Datang: After becoming the God of War, I was recognized as my relative by Empress Changsun

The 25th Constitution Office silently took action, shocking everyone

"Cui Gongzi's poem, Xue Wu also likes it very much, but it has not yet met Xue Wu's expectations, I don't know if there are any other people who have poems to take out for everyone to enjoy. "

Xue Wu on the stage looked at Cui Hao, who was surrounded by a crowd of people, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes, but she was quickly restrained by Lin Xue Wu.

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

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

"Since no one has come forward, I reluctantly accepted the ...... as 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 grandfather Cheng hasn't made a move yet, why are you in a hurry. "

All eyes couldn't help but look towards the staircase from the first floor to the second floor.

I saw Cheng Chumo walking out with a mocking face, and glanced at Cui Hao with disdain.

"Cui Er, what kind of garbage poetry do you make is embarrassing to be the leader of this, I really don't know how to describe your brazenness. "

"Cheng Chumo, you reckless man are also worthy of participating in our poetry meeting, it is simply an insult to our poetry meeting!"

Cui Hao looked at Cheng Chumo, who couldn't beat him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't help but mock.

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

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

It's okay, so I don't have to go to you.

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

"Cui Lao Er, what you said is not right, although my Cheng family is a martial arts family, but it can't be said that I have no ink in Cheng's chest. "

Looking at Cui Hao in front of him, Cheng Chumo forcibly endured the idea of beating him in his heart, and said coldly.

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

After all, Cheng Chumo is a well-known gentleman in Chang'an City, and most of them still know something about him.

Now Cheng Chumo suddenly came out and said that he could compose poetry, and everyone naturally didn't believe it.

"Cheng Chumo, look at so many people around you, but anyone believes that you are a person who can make poems?"

"Cheng Gongzi, Xue Wu knows Cheng Gongzi's intentions, but she still hopes that Cheng Gongzi will do what he can. "

Lin Xuewu, who had been silent, couldn't help but start persuading Cheng Chumo.

Looking at the disbelieving eyes of the literati around him, Cheng Chumo pursed his lips and said disdainfully

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

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. "

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

"How is it, Cui Lao Er, my poem is comparable to your disgusting hidden-head poem?".

"Otherwise, Cui Lao Er, you will give me a comment on this poem, and I will know what I am not doing well. "

Cheng Chumo pressed towards Cui Hao step by step with a smug face, and his mouth kept mocking.

The corners of Cui Hao's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the proud Cheng Chumo in front of him, wanting to refute but not knowing where to start.

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

"What a drunk and lying on the battlefield, Mo Xiao, a few people came back to fight in ancient times, and he deserved to be a general, but I underestimated 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.

Looking at Lin Xuewu's movements, Cheng Chumo's vanity was also satisfied.

"Cheng Chumo, I didn't expect you to prepare so much, tell me who you asked to write this poem for you?"

Just when everyone was shocked, a voice pierced the strange scene.

When the surrounding people heard this voice, their eyes suddenly lit up, as if they had grasped some key place.

"Yes, this poem may have been bought by Cheng Chu. "

"I'll just say that how can a demon king like Cheng Chumo write such a poem. "

"I almost let this guy cheat me, and I almost thought he wrote it. "

And Lin Xuewu on the stage listened to everyone's discussions, and looked at Cheng Chumo with a little more doubt in her eyes.

Cheng Chumo watched the changes in the people around him, and his face did not change in the slightest.

Obviously, Cheng Chumo had 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 that I didn't write this poem! If you can't say it, I'll sue you for slander. "

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