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

Li Hui walked in front of Cheng Chumo, patted Cheng Chumo's shoulder lightly, and looked considerate.

When the people around heard Li Hui's words, they also expressed their approval.

"Yes, Mr. Cheng, since you can make such a good poem, it's not a problem to make one."

"That is, as long as you do it, I don't think anyone will doubt your talent anymore."

"Master Cheng, please start your performance."

……

Cheng Chumo looked at Li Hui, who was a successful villain in front of him, and the literati who were constantly booing around.

The corners of Cheng Chumo's mouth rose slightly without leaving a trace, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Fortunately, Brother Mu had long expected that you would come out like this, and prepared three poems in advance.

Originally, I was worried that I couldn't pretend, but I didn't expect you, Li Hui, to bump into you yourself.

Cheng Chu glanced at Li Hui with disdain, and said with a flat expression:

"Since you have chosen not to cry without seeing the coffin, then I will reluctantly write another poem to open your eyes."

As he said that, Cheng Chumo put his hands behind his back and raised his head forty-five degrees, looking like "I'm an expert".

In the private room on the second floor, Li Feng looked at the arrogant Cheng Chumo, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

I didn't expect this guy Cheng Chumo to be so arrogant.

I saw Cheng Chu glanced at Li Hui with disdain, then closed his eyes gently, and said slowly:

"Zeguo Jiangshan's battle plan, what is the life of the people? Leqiaosu. With Jun Mo's words, the title of the marquis will be dead."

"How about it, okay? It's not enough, why don't I have another song?"

Cheng Chumo looked at Li Hui in front of him, pouted in disdain, and continued to read the third poem,

"The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty is in the Han Dynasty, and the people on the Long March have not yet returned. But the Dragon City will be here, and the Huma will not be taught to pass the Yin Mountain."

Li Hui's face became more and more ugly as the poems Cheng Chumo read, and finally he looked at Cheng Chumo in disbelief.

Even Lin Xuewu on the stage not far away was full of shock at this time. Now it seems that Cheng Chumo is really talented, but he didn't want to show it before.

Thinking of Cheng Chumo's willingness to show his talent for himself, Lin Xuewu's heart couldn't help but throb.

At this time, Li Hui looked like "I don't believe it", pointed at Cheng Chumo, and shouted loudly:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you, Cheng Chumo, write such good poems? You must know that even those people may not write them. You must be cheating!"

Looking at Li Hui who was angry and embarrassed in front of him, Cheng Chumo felt a burst of comfort in his heart.

Let you make fun of me everywhere, and I will slap you in the face today.

Let's see if you dare to pretend to be okay in front of me in the future.

Until tomorrow, it is estimated that the legend of my Cheng Chumo will spread throughout Chang'an City.

Thinking of this, Cheng Chumo, the demon king of Chang'an City, laughed honestly.

But in Li Hui's view, such a smile is more like mocking him.

"Cheng Chumo, yes, you did write three good poems, but so what, do you dare to have a good competition with me!"

Looking at Li Hui who was in a state of despair, Cheng Chumo asked with great interest:

"Tell me, what do you want to compare with me?"

"Aren't you only high-skilled? Then we will compete three more times. The few people behind me and I are compared with you. You can also find helpers. My five surnames and seven families are not so humiliating!"

"Oh? Are you planning a group of people to beat me? You're still looking for help. Whoever is present doesn't know that there are no literati among my friends of Cheng Lumo. You really dare to say it!"

Hearing Li Hui's words, Cheng Chumo couldn't help sneering.

"Yeah, Li Hui and the others are a little too bullying. Isn't this just about bullying Cheng Chumo?"

"That's right, the five surnames and seven families are too domineering, only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lights!"

"I don't know if Cheng Lumo would dare to take over their gambling fight."

Seeing the tit-for-tat Cheng Chumo and Li Hui, the surrounding literati also started to discuss.

"Chu Mo, promise him! I want to see how talented the so-called children of the five surnames and seven families are!".

Chapter 27

Chapter [*] Kneel down and kowtow?Muzifeng gambles

Cheng Chumo heard the voice and quickly persuaded the figure standing at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor,

"Brother Mu, we can't take this gamble, this kid must be tricking us."

Hearing Cheng Chumo's words, the surrounding literati all followed Cheng Chumo's gaze.

I saw Li Feng wearing a white robe, holding a folding fan, and slowly walked down the stairs.

On the stage not far away, Lin Xuewu looked at Li Feng who was walking down quietly, her eyes lit up.

What a filthy son of Shijia.

Lin Xuewu couldn't help sighing in her heart.

At this time, Li Hui, who saw Li Feng coming down from the second floor, shouted loudly as if he had caught a life-saving straw:

"Cheng Chumo, I knew that the three poems you read just now were written by this person, right? You are just a reckless man, and you want to be the leader of more poetry clubs and be the guest of the Snow Dance girl. It's just wishful thinking! "

But at this time, Cheng Chumo didn't have any leisurely and elegant way to answer Li Hui's clamor, but he quickly walked to Li Feng's side and persuaded excitedly:

"Brother Mu, I know you want to avenge me, but you absolutely cannot agree to this gambling fight. Although their five surnames and seven families are not good things, they are still very powerful in terms of literary talent. Don't underestimate them."

Li Feng looked at Cheng Chumo with a concerned look beside him, and smiled.

Then, Li Feng walked quickly to Li Hui and said with a smile:

"I heard that you want to compete with Chu Mo. I don't know how you want to compete?"

Li Hui looked at Li Feng in front of him, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Why is this guy more handsome and taller than me?

"Presumably the three poems by Cheng Chumo were written by this Xiongtai, but I don't know this Xiongtai's surname. I don't think I have seen Xiongtai in this one-third of an acre in Chang'an?"

Li Hui looked at Li Feng and asked tentatively

"Mu Zifeng, I've been living in Chang'an for a while now. Brother Li, let's talk about how you want to compete. Don't waste your time here."

Hearing Li Feng's words, Li Hui's heart flashed a little bit of clarity, and he said with a smile:

"Since Brother Mu is interested, let me just say that the competition will be divided into three games, one person will be asked one question for a test, and two best of three games. If we win, I want Cheng Chumo to kneel and kowtow three times for me!"

Saying that, Li Hui couldn't help but gave Cheng Chumo a grim look.

Kneel down and kowtow?

Or Cheng Chumo, the devil of the world?

Hearing Li Hui's request, the surrounding literati immediately started talking.

And when Cheng Chu silently heard the request of the regular meeting, his face became very gloomy.

On the contrary, it was Li Feng, who still had a calm expression on his face, looked at Li Hui with a slight smile, and said:

"Okay, as for one question, let's forget it. I will let you all answer the three questions, and it will save you from admitting defeat, but if you lose, I will ask you to have a hundred books from each of your five surnames and seven families!"

As soon as Li Feng finished speaking, the entire Xiaoxiang Garden suddenly burst into discussion.

The reason why the five surnames and seven families are ahead of their time is that in addition to their wealth, the most important thing is the unique copy in their hands.

These orphans also made the status of the five surnames and seven families ahead of all the gentry.

Now Li Feng actually asked each of the five surnames and seven families to take out a hundred books to gamble, which shocked everyone.

At this time, Li Hui was stunned when he heard Li Feng's words.

Li Hui is the most direct descendant of the Li clan in Longxi, and naturally understands the importance of these isolated copies to their family.

Therefore, Li Hui did not have the courage to make this bet.

"Brother Hui, if I say that the surnamed Mu must know that he can't win, that's why he chooses such a bet."

Cui Hao on the side looked at Li Hui's slightly hesitant look, and quickly stepped forward and whispered.

Hearing Cui Hao's words, Li Hui's eyes lit up a little, and looked at Cui Hao next to him in surprise.

are you sure?

Don't worry, Brother Hui, that's definitely the case.

……

After a while of eye contact with Cui Hao, Li Hui finally made a decision in his heart.

Li Hui glanced at Cheng Chumo with disdain, then looked at Li Feng firmly and said:

"Okay, I bet you, but if you lose, I'll kill you!"

Hearing Li Hui's words, Li Feng smiled and said without hesitation:

"no problem."

……

When Cheng Chumo looked aggrieved at the words "Cheng Chumo knelt down and kowtowed three times" written on the piece of paper in his hand, he silently prayed in his heart that Li Hui and the others would not win.

And Li Feng still had a calm expression on his face, looking at Li Hui and the others, and asked with a smile:

"Tell me, what do you want in the first game?"

Li Hui looked at Li Feng with a confident face, and couldn't help but get tangled up.

"Brother Hui, I think I'll try to write lyrics with him in the first round. Zheng Yuan is the best lyricist among the five surnames and seven families."

Li Hui looked at Cui Hao next to him and said in surprise:

"You have seen the level of the three poems that guy just wrote. I'm afraid it won't work."