The Poetry Meet Begins, A Hidden Poem
Looking at the figure that landed on the stage, even Li Feng, who had seen all kinds of beautiful women in his previous life, could not help but be stunned.
There was a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. A glance can topple a city, and a second glance can topple a country.
What an otherworldly fairy.
At this moment, Li Feng finally understood why so many high-ranking officials and nobles would flock to this brothel woman.
Li Feng shook his head helplessly as he saw Cheng Chumo staring at the woman on the stage and an unknown liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth.
……
"Thank you all for coming to the poetry meet organized by our snow dance. The person who wins the first place in this poetry meet can become a guest of our snow dance. I think everyone is here for this, so I won't say much. Let's invite our snow dance to come up with a topic for this poetry meet.”
Li Feng looked at the brothel madame's excited speech on the stage, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
It was still the same familiar taste and the same routine. Indeed, regardless of the dynasty, the opening speech of an event was indispensable.
Next, let's invite our leader to speak...
"Thank you for coming to my poetry meet. Everyone knows that Chang 'an has just encountered a disaster not long ago, so I will temporarily set the topic of this poetry meet as a poem about the battlefield.”
As soon as Lin Xuewu finished speaking, the guests below the stage started discussing.
After all, they were all flowers in a greenhouse. How could they have seen the battlefield, let alone write poems?
Immediately, the crowd's hearts sank, because they had no hope of winning the poetry meet.
Lin Xuewu was indeed a famous singer in Chang 'an.
Just as Li Feng was lamenting, his arm was suddenly hugged by someone.
"Brother Mu, Brother Mu, a poem about fighting on the battlefield, isn't this prepared for me? No matter what, I came from a family of generals. Who here is more familiar with this kind of thing than me? Hahaha…"
Li Feng looked at Cheng Chumo who was smiling excitedly and said calmly,
"Chumo, you do know a lot about military battles, but do you know how to write poetry?”
"Um…"
Cheng Chumo, who was excited, suddenly heard Li Feng's words. His chubby face turned red as if someone had grabbed his throat.
Looking at Cheng Chumo, Li Feng smiled embarrassedly.
Just as Li Feng was teasing Cheng Chumo, the group of scholars outside the private room were racking their brains and writing furiously.
Finally, after a moment of confusion, a person slowly walked out from the crowd. He cupped his fists at the surrounding people and said confidently,
"Everyone, since I'm deliberately hiding my abilities, let me throw out a brick to attract jade for you.”
"So it's Young Master Cui. Young Master Cui is talented and has actually composed a poem so quickly.”
"Yes, yes, we have heard of Young Master Cui's talent. I think Young Master Cui is also a strong competitor for the first place in this poetry competition.”
Looking at the praises of the surrounding people, Young Master Cui also showed a humble expression and thanked them repeatedly.
Young Master Cui looked at Xue Wu on the stage with a serious face and said with deep affection,
"I carried my spear, and after giving it up, I rushed around. The snow on the golden armor is still frozen, and the wind blows to melt my thoughts.”
As soon as 'Childe Cui' finished his words, the crowd cheered.
"As expected of Young Master Cui. The hidden poem is so casual and fits the theme.
"It seems that the champion of this poetry meet will be Young Master Cui.”
The scholars below the stage began to praise the " Young Master Cui ".
……
" I Love Snow Dance? What the hell is that?!"
While Li Feng was observing Young Master Cui with interest, Cheng Chumo couldn't help but mock him.
Obviously, he knew this " Young Master Cui ", and there was some conflict between them.
Li Feng looked at the resentful Cheng Chumo and couldn't help but laugh,
"Chumo, do you know this Young Master Cui?”
"Young Master Cui, that Second Cui is from five surnames and seven families. He follows Li Hui every day.”
Cheng Chumo said unhappily.
Hearing Cheng Chumo's words, Li Feng couldn't help but be stunned.
He didn't expect that this 'Young Master Cui' was also from five surnames and seven families, but he didn't know if he was from Boling or Qinghe.
However, when he saw Cheng Chumo's disdainful face, Li Feng smiled sinisterly and said,
"Chumo, since you hate Cui Lao Er so much, do you want to humiliate him in front of everyone?”
Hearing Li Feng's words, Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up and he looked at Li Feng expectantly.
Li Feng whispered into Cheng Chumo's ear,
"You…do this…and then…"
As Cheng Chumo listened to Li Feng's plan, the fat on his slightly chubby face shook excitedly.
"Do you understand? You must remember this well. If you forget, then you can go and be humiliated by the people of the five surnames and seven families.”
"Don't worry, Brother Mu. This time, I'll give Cui Lao Er a good slap in the face!”
Cheng Chumo patted his chest and promised Li Feng seriously.
Then, Cheng Chumo's slightly plump figure flashed out of the private room.
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