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

Chapter 24 Poetry will begin, a hidden poem

Looking at the figure that fell on the stage, even Li Feng, who had seen all kinds of beauties in his previous life, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country.

What a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

At this time, Li Feng finally understood why so many dignitaries and nobles would rush to this Qinglou woman.

Seeing Cheng Chumo staring at the woman on the stage with straight eyes, and the unknown liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth inadvertently, Li Feng shook his head helplessly.

......

"Thank you for coming to our Snow Dance Poetry Meeting, and those who win the first prize in this Poetry Festival will be the guests of our Snow Dance. I think you're all here for this, so I won't say more, so let's ask our Snow Dance to write a title for this poetry meeting. "

Li Feng looked at the old bustard's enthusiastic speech on the stage, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It's still a familiar taste, it's still the same routine, and sure enough, no matter any dynasty, it's indispensable to make a speech at the beginning of an event.

Next, I would like to invite our leaders to speak......

"Thank you for being able to participate in the little girl's poetry meeting, everyone knows that I have just encountered a catastrophe in Chang'an not long ago, so the title of this poetry meeting is tentatively set as the poem of the battlefield. "

As soon as Lin Xuewu's voice on the stage fell, the guests in the audience couldn't help but start talking.

After all, they can be regarded as flowers in a greenhouse, how can they have seen a battlefield battle, let alone write any poems.

Suddenly, a large number of people became depressed, because they had no hope for the leader of the poetry society.

is a good Lin Xuewu, she does know how to grasp the hot spots, and she is worthy of being a well-known singer in Chang'an City.

Just when Li Feng was sighing, his arm was suddenly hugged

"Brother Mu, Brother Mu, the poem of the battlefield, isn't this just for me? How can I say that I am also from Jiangmen, who is more familiar with this kind of thing than me, hahaha......

".

Li Feng looked at Cheng Chumo, who was smiling excitedly on the side, and said calmly

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

"Forehead ......".

Cheng Chumo, who was looking excited, suddenly heard Li Feng's words, as if his throat was choked, and his slightly chubby face turned red.

Looking at Cheng Chumo's appearance, Li Feng laughed embarrassedly.

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

Finally, after a period of scramble, a person slowly walked out of the crowd, clasped his fists at the surrounding people, and said confidently:

"Ladies and gentlemen, since the position is deliberately hidden, then it is up to me to throw bricks and stones for you. "

"It turned out to be Cui Gongzi, Cui Gongzi has only learned people, and he made poems so quickly, I really admire it. "

"Yes, yes, Cui Gongzi's talent, I still have heard of it, and I think Cui Gongzi is also a strong contender for the leader of this poetry meeting. "

Looking at the praise of everyone around him, the "Cui Gongzi" was also humble and thanked him again and again.

I saw Cui Gongzi looking at the snow dance on the stage with a serious face, and said affectionately:

"I hold my own spear, cut my love and run around. The golden armor snow is still frozen, and the wind rises to dissolve my thoughts. "

As soon as the words of "Cui Gongzi" fell, there was a burst of applause around him.

"It's worthy of Cui Gongzi, the Tibetan poem is also handy, and it can fit the theme, I'm ashamed.

"I want to come to the leader of this poetry meeting is Cui Gongzi. "

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

......

"I love Snow Dance, something!".

Just when Li Feng was observing "Cui Gongzi" with interest, Cheng Chu beside him couldn't help but mock.

Obviously, he knows this "Cui Gongzi", and there is still some gap between the two.

Li Feng looked at Cheng Chumo, who was indignant, and couldn't help but ask funny

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

"Cui Gongzi, just the second Cui Lao, who is also from five surnames and seven families, follows Li Hui every day, of course I know him. "

Cheng Chumo said angrily.

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

I didn't expect this "Cui Gongzi" to be from five surnames and seven families, but I don't know if it's Boling or Qinghe.

However, looking at Cheng Chumo next to him with a look of disdain, Li Feng said with a wicked smile:

"Chu Mo, since you hate this 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 suddenly, and he looked at Li Feng with a face full of expectations.

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

"You're ...... for a moment Such...... And then ......".

Cheng Chu listened to Li Feng's plan silently, and the fat on his slightly chubby face was also shaking excitedly.

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

"Don't worry, Brother Mu, this time I must slap Cui Er's face well!".

Cheng Chumo patted his chest and assured Li Feng with a serious face.

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