Chapter 25: The Silent Execution Shocks Everyone
"Xuewu also likes this poem of Young Master Cui very much, but it hasn't reached her expectations. I wonder if anyone else has a poem to show everyone.”
On stage, Xuewu looked at Cui Hao who was surrounded by the crowd and a trace of disgust appeared in her eyes. However, it was quickly restrained by Lin Xuewu.
When Cui Hao heard Lin Xuewu's words, he looked at the crowd with disdain.
He didn't think that anyone would come out. After all, his five surnames and seven families weren't something that anyone would dare to provoke.
"Since no one has stepped forward, then I will reluctantly accept the champion of this poetry meet…"
Just when Cui Hao thought that the champion of this poetry meet was close at hand, a voice rang out like thunder,
"Cui Lao Er, your Grandpa Cheng hasn't made a move yet.”
Everyone's eyes could not help but look at the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.
Cheng Chumo walked out with a face full of mockery and looked at Cui Hao with disdain.
"Cui Lao Er, how dare you be the champion of this trashy poem? I really don't know how to describe your shamelessness.”
"Cheng Chumo, you're a boorish man, and you're not worthy of participating in our poetry meet. You're an insult to our poetry meet!”
Cui Hao looked at Cheng Chumo, who was walking towards him, and couldn't help but sneer.
As Li Hui's number one follower, Cui Hao's mission was to humiliate Cheng Chumo, in addition to competing for the champion.
Cui Hao was still thinking about how to force Cheng Chumo out, but he didn't expect him to show himself.
That's good too. This saves me the trouble of looking for you.
As he thought about it, a wicked smile appeared on Cui Hao's face.
"Cui Lao Er, what you said is wrong. Although my Cheng family is established by martial arts, you can't say that I, Cheng Chumo, am ignorant.”
Looking at Cui Hao in front of him, Cheng Chumo suppressed the thought of beating him up and said coldly.
The surrounding scholars looked at Cheng Chumo, who had suddenly appeared, with a puzzled expression.
After all, Cheng Chumo was a well-known playboy in Chang 'an. Most of them knew him.
Now that Cheng Chumo suddenly appeared and said that he could write poetry, everyone naturally did not believe it.
"Cheng Chumo, look at all the people around you. Does anyone believe that you can compose a poem?”
"Young Master Cheng, Xuewu understands Young Master Cheng's intentions, but I still hope that Young Master Cheng will act according to your capabilities.”
Lin Xuewu, who had been silent, couldn't help but try to persuade Cheng Chumo.
Looking at the skeptical eyes of the scholars around him, Cheng Chumo curled his lips and said disdainfully,
"Isn't it just a poem? Listen, I'll give you one!”
"Grape wine, luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately. Drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, since ancient times, how many people have returned to battle?”
Cheng Chu recited the poem and kept shaking his head, looking intoxicated.
"How is it, Cui Lao Er? Is my poem comparable to your disgusting hidden poem?”
"Why don't you comment on this poem for me so that I can know what I did wrong?”
Cheng Chumo approached Cui Hao step by step with a smug look on his face, and he couldn't stop mocking him.
Cui Hao's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the proud Cheng Chumo in front of him. He wanted to refute but didn't know where to start.
The people around him, including Zi Yu, were also shocked by Cheng Chumo's poem and didn't know what to say.
"What a Drunken Battlefield Lord Grim. Since ancient times, how many people have gone to war? As expected of a general. I underestimated Young Master Cheng.”
On a high platform not far away, Lin Xuewu carefully recalled Cheng Chumo's poem and apologized to him with admiration.
Seeing Lin Xuewu's actions, Cheng Chumo's vanity was satisfied.
"Cheng Chumo, I didn't expect you to be so well-prepared. Tell me, who did you get to write this poem for you?”
Just as everyone was in shock, a voice cut through the strange scene.
When the surrounding people heard this voice, their eyes immediately lit up, as if they had grasped something crucial.
"Yeah, maybe Cheng Chumo bought this poem.”
"I knew it. How could a devil like Cheng Chumo write such a poem?”
"I didn't expect that I was almost deceived by this guy. I almost thought that he really wrote it.”
On the stage, Lin Xuewu listened to everyone's discussion and looked at Cheng Chumo with a hint of suspicion.
Cheng Chumo looked at the people around him, but his expression didn't change at all.
Obviously, Cheng Chumo had expected this to happen.
However, when Cheng Chumo saw the doubt in Lin Xuewu's eyes, he was still very unhappy.
"Li Hui, what evidence do you have to say that I didn't write this poem? If you can't tell me, I'll sue you for slander.”
Cheng Chumo looked at the person who spoke and said seriously.
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