The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi and Zheng Lao Er, who had relieved their burden, came to the disembarkation point, just as Zheng Lao Er was about to step out.

Suddenly Cheng Saburo was grabbed by him. "Oh, I was busy discussing serious matters, but forgot about the other thing."

Facing the puzzled look of the second child of Zheng, Cheng Saburo reluctantly pointed upstairs.

"Mr. Zheng, you must know that I came to Luoyang with this group of friends of your Royal Highness just to have some fun."

"Maybe they also want to show off their talents for a while and participate in the "Peony Elegant Collection" at the Luoyang Peony Festival..."

Before Cheng Chubi had finished speaking, the second child Zheng let out a dumb fart, and quickly concealed it with a series of dry coughs.

However, his instantly distorted and hideous expression exposed the unrest in his heart at the moment.

Seeing the change in the expression of the second child in his hometown, Cheng Chubi felt straight in his heart.

Lao Tzu knows that you, Svens of the big family, just look down on our Wu family children who are heirs of poetry and literature.

But it doesn't matter, you laugh now, and I will make you cry for a while.

Seeing Cheng Sanlang's face uncertain, the frizzy Zheng Lao Er finally controlled the surging emotions and wiped his face vigorously.

"No problem, no problem at all, they want to participate, hehe...hehe.

Zheng can guarantee that the first audit committee will definitely give you a little bit of face. "

Cheng Chubi smashed his mouth, and instead of staying on the boat to watch the Hupengou friends playing big tricks, he might as well jump over to the viewing platform to supervise.

Only in this way can I appreciate the ugly faces of the leaders of the gang of family members at close range.

Of course, it is also to stand on the platform for the brothers, so that it is easy to see which ones dare to deliberately pressure points.

Thinking about this, Cheng Chubi felt that he was not enough to go alone.

After all, he had just recovered from a serious injury, but he seemed to be dying, His Royal Highness King Wu, who would be drawn to him at any time, was even more powerful.

"Since Mr. Zheng has made such a guarantee, then Cheng will go back and ask His Highness to see what His Highness is in."

"Well, Mr. Zheng, don't move around, I'll be back when I go."

After seeing Cheng Saburo walk away quickly, Zheng Lao Er couldn't help turning his face toward Luoshui and grinning with teeth, almost laughing out loud.

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Cui Luoyang spent the longest two sticks of incense in his life amidst anxiety.

After that, he saw Zheng Lao Er, Cheng Saburo, and the dying His Royal Highness Wu came to the viewing platform as the judging seat.

When I heard from Zheng Lao Er that His Royal Highness Wu Wang and Cheng Saburo had agreed to their terms.

In exchange, they will stand here for the children of the Wu family to prevent people from voting indiscriminately and affecting the talents of the children of Wu Xun.

As soon as he said this, the old and solemn Cui Luoyang couldn't help but let out a dumb fart.

However, with a reserved and elegant expression, he exhorted the judges.

This group of judges almost couldn't control their emotions. Fortunately, Cheng Saburo and His Royal Highness Wu Wang were there.

Everyone expressed their willingness to give face to Wu Xun's important ministers and disciples.

Then, Cheng Chubi asked him to get him a small horse, and the big horse sat on the edge of Li Ke's wheelchair.

"Brother Chubi, our brothers will become a target for everyone..."

"I'm afraid of being a bird, it's not the two of us who wrote the poem." Cheng Chubi looked like a hob.

"...Also, alas, this king misses Chang'an more and more." Li Ke sighed weakly.

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Just in a row, a few of them received seven judges' recognition as excellent, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

Suddenly, there was a sound of music from the Luoshuizhi, and this melody was exactly the music that had just been heard in the Peony Pavilion restaurant.

At this moment, the people who were originally attracted by the poems of those poems and moks all turned their attention to the ship covered by the white cloth on the second floor.

Then, everyone saw that a black-faced man with a tower-like face, but wearing a light-colored brocade robe, made his face darker and darker.

I saw this person standing on the third floor of the boat at the moment, and started chanting.

"When the red is gone, it begins to spit out fragrance, and the good name is called the King of Flowers. It is the first fragrance in the world to praise the world's unparalleled beauty."

No matter how loud he yells, with his strong and powerful voice, it is impossible for all the people at the noisy Luoyang Peony Festival to hear it.

But the problem is that every line of poem will be displayed on the second floor of this boat like the subtitles from the previous Peony Pavilion restaurant.

When he finished chanting, everyone saw that after the last sentence, a person's name appeared: Yuchi Baoqing...

The people of Luoyang who watched the excitement here, as well as those sorrowful people, saw this very dazzling poem at the moment.

They couldn't help but brighten up, and they cheered loudly, whether they were applauding for this excellent work or for this novel way of showing.

In short, to be able to get so many cheers from the audience, I am afraid that this is definitely the first time in history since the Luoyang Peony Festival was opened.

Cui Luoyang abruptly got up and looked straight at the verses displayed on the white screen on the second floor of Lou Chuan, UU reading www.uukanshu. com and the inscription.

I wanted to find a trough to lie down in my heart. If this poem was really made by that idiot Yuchi Baoqing, I can eat the whole ship without any condiments or tableware.

Zheng Lao Er and the first judges all stood up, staring dumbfounded at such a novel way of presenting their masterpieces.

What's important is that this poem is too special for Te Niang. Moreover, every sentence was scratched in the hearts of the people of Luoyang.

Luoyang people have always been proud of admiring peonies and loving peonies, and they are also called the king of flowers.

This poem is very simple, but it also praises the peony as unparalleled in the world.

The other flowers are withered before they bloom, and they are called the King of Hundred Flowers. There is nothing more gorgeous in the world, and the fragrance is also the first in the world.

Who dares to say that this poem is not good, at least the people in Luoyang will definitely be the first to refuse, saying that this poem is not good, isn't it saying that Luoyang Peony is not good?

Cui Luoyang turned his head with a sullen expression and looked aside. Cheng Saburo looked at the subtitles with a stunned expression, as if he had seen this poem for the first time in his life.

Li Ke continued to conscientiously slumped on the wheelchair, dying, and seemed to be able to withdraw at any time.

"How could the people of the Yuchi family make such a masterpiece?" an old judge with gray beard gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"What do you mean, look down on General Yuchi, or look down on Yuchi Erlang? Come on, tell your name. Are you serving that family?"

"Cheng will write down what you just said, and tell Yuchi Erlang and General Yuchi back."

"Presumably, General Yuchi will be happy to meet with you when he patrols east to Luoyang with His Majesty, and talk about the heirlooms of poetry and books, and maybe he will ask you about the technique of attacking skills."

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