Chapter 1694 Don’t let Duke Yi’s eldest son be outdone by E Guogong’s second son (please subscribe)
The clear and somewhat sharp female voice finally calmed down the rough old man who was about to make a mess.
Niu Weituo wiped the stinking sweat from his forehead and pushed the two brothers who were about to pinch him away from each other.
He saluted Gao Yang, who was dressed in men's clothing.
"I wonder what your Highness' orders are?"
Gao Yang was a little embarrassed, but he still braved his words and said what he said.
Niu Weituo breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced at the brothers with murderous eyes.
"Brothers, Cheng Laoer, you come with me. If anyone is not willing to follow the order, we two brothers will throw him into the river together."
Cheng Chuliang laughed and immediately started to pull up his clothes and sleeves. In terms of brute force, Cheng Chuliang really wasn't afraid of anyone.
In other words, Lao Hei and Er Hei of the Yuchi family were in the same league as the Cheng family. The rest of them were all scum in Cheng Chuliang's eyes.
Chai Lingwu over there frowned unhappily and directly pointed out the main person responsible for causing the chaos.
"It sounds like we are happy to make trouble. It was Cheng Laoer who made the most trouble in the beginning."
"Shut up, Dute!" Niu Weituo had a black look on his face and quickly shouted to suppress the situation, turning around to urge the stunned Princess Gaoyang.
"I made His Highness laugh. Please tell me the list quickly."
"The second person to appear should be the youngest member of the Qin family, the third person is Li Zhen, and the fourth person is..."
A bunch of fat and rough men looked at the delicate Princess Gaoyang holding a piece of paper and reading it seriously.
Fang Erlang, on the other hand, stood beside his petite beloved wife as a security guard with a frightened look on his face.
The main reason is that facing this group of brothers who are like wolves and tigers, showing their fierceness, the pressure is too great.
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The first martial arts disciple with both civil and military skills has just been presented to "Luoyang Peony Collection".
A group of judges gathered together and whispered, no matter what, this Yuchi Baoqing was something they and others could not afford to offend.
Especially with Cheng Sanlang, a monster jumping around in front of me repeatedly, it was really annoying.
I just hope that in the future, the talents from those aristocratic families can work harder and quickly produce an outstanding talent who can appear in the "Luoyang Peony Collection".
But then, the masterpieces of several talented people from aristocratic families were not ideal, if not for their status as a wealthy family.
None of the judges were willing to give them a pass, so they had no choice but to put them on other flower boats, which was considered a consolation prize.
After all, these judges are only responsible for commenting, and they also need to be recognized by the literati, poets, and people of Luoyang who came to participate in the Luoyang event.
Only in this way can we truly be famous and raise our reputation. Otherwise, we will be scolded by those poets and the people of Luoyang as a match-fixer.
That reputation will be completely ruined, so the judges will also have a headache.
But at this moment, the music started playing again. A group of poets and poets and the people of Luoyang were in the peony garden, but they could not see the recognized masterpiece.
At this moment, I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the Han and Tang Dynasty trading house boats still moored on the water.
Then I saw a tall, heroic, but young-looking noble prince standing on the third floor balcony. After gaining strength, he began to read loudly.
"I haven't seen this flower blooming for ten years. I came here alone to enjoy the fragrance of this precious land. Before the poem of the King of Flowers was finished, the sound of music urged me to go up to the peony stage."
Once again, it was the way the subtitles were displayed that made this masterpiece appear to the audience in the Peony Garden.
Then Qin Huaidao signed the signature. Once again, the people of Luoyang shouted and shouted excitedly. But all the poets and poets had black lines on their faces.
The faces of Cui Luoyang and Zheng Laoer couldn't help but darken again. Damn it, this is another flattery poem.
Where is the treasure? Of course it is Luoyang. He is sitting on a boat admiring the peonies. Before the poem is finished, there is already music urging him to come on.
Although it is not a perfect masterpiece, the problem is that it fits the situation very well.
And it just so happened that the people of Luoyang, who had always been proud of Luoyang, felt happy with the flattery. If they didn't applaud, how could they still applaud?
Cheng Chubi once again eagerly rubbed his hands together, looking at the judges with a kind smile on his face.
"Everyone, please hurry up and leave a comment. Have you heard the cheers of the people of Luoyang?
The man who appears this time is the eldest son of Duke Yi, so you must comment carefully."
"Don't let the eldest son of Duke Yi's family be compared to the second son of Duke E's family. Maybe Duke Yi will come over and have a good chat with you."
The judges looked at the notorious Cheng family with a dark look on their faces. Although this poem was not very brilliant, it was at most on the same level as the previous flattering poem.
But the problem is that Cheng Sanlang has already exposed Qin Huaidao's identity, and he threatens people so blatantly.
"Cheng Sanlang, don't go too far!" Cui Luoyang couldn't help blowing his beard and glaring at the case.
Cheng Chubi laughed and said nothing. Anyway, I have said everything I should say. Now let’s see what you guys will do.
The judges had a toothache to the extreme. Yes, the two poems are of similar quality. Why don't we let Erlang from Yuchi's family do it?
As for the elder brother of Duke Yi's family, even if Duke Yi has a good temper, he might still be resentful, but that's not the point.
The important thing is that among the following ones, which one is not a member of the prominent Wu family, how can they do it? If they can all produce works of this level.
Is it possible that this year's "Luoyang Peony Collection" will become a collection of essays by rough gentlemen?
Looking back, it was strange that judges like myself could live a good life. Thinking of this, Judge Wang, who was the first to speak, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.
Suddenly he let out an oops, covered his heart with his hand, rolled his eyes, and fell limply on the peony viewing platform.
"!!!" The judges looked at this person who spoke with a loud voice and walked as fast as the wind.
Judge Wang, who had been showing off his stronger physique in front of the frail old judges, fell to the ground, his face pale, and he looked like he had already withdrawn.
Especially Judge Deng, who had a very good relationship with Judge Wang and was very close to him on weekdays, his face darkened immediately.
Ouch, shit! I didn’t expect this guy to be so mean, he would just do something like this.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, what's wrong with you?"
As the person in charge of the Zheng family in Xingyang and the main organizer of the Luoyang Peony Festival, Zheng Laoer turned pale with fright and hurried forward to ask with concern.
Judge Wang raised a hand with difficulty, his face full of pain.
"I don't know why, I, I feel weak all over and my chest hurts terribly..."
"Well, what should we do?" The second son of the Zheng family looked at Mr. Wang, who had sweat on his face, and couldn't help feeling nervous.
"Let him go and let Cheng come."
Chapter completed!