Datang: I have a god-level cheating system

"Yes, Mr. Wei, what is written on it? You should read it quickly!"

A minister spoke anxiously.

He is still young and a little unstable.

It's unbearable!

Wei Zheng withdrew his disturbed mood temporarily.

Taking a deep look at Cheng Chumo, he picked up a newspaper at random and read it aloud.

As a writer, reading poetry is powerful enough.

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain."

After Wei Zheng finished reading the first half of the poem, the hall fell completely silent.

All civil and military officials gasped!
Not to mention civil servants, but those generals, when they heard this poem.

Maybe they didn't understand what it meant, but they felt the heroic momentum.

Among the civil servants, some who liked poetry directly began to study the meaning of this poem.

"Master Wei, what's the next sentence? Don't stop."

A civil servant shouted excitedly!

Wei Zheng ignored him, but raised his head and chest, stood up straight, and spoke louder.

"Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass."

Wei Zheng fell silent.

The audience gasped!
"It's a good sentence that the spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass."

Qin Qiong shouted excitedly.

"This poem is enough, it is really a good poem!"

Among the civil servants, Gao Shilian said excitedly with a look of joy.

Gao Shilian, who is the most knowledgeable in the hall, praised this poem at the moment.

Others naturally nodded in agreement, praising the poem.

Li Shimin also likes to write poems, so he likes this poem very much.

And he also knew who wrote this poem.

The civil servants and generals below praised this poem one by one, and he had a bit of a bad taste.

After all, all the civil servants were targeting Cheng Chumo.

Especially the eldest grandson Wuji and people with five surnames and Qiwang.

As the instigator, Cheng Chumo was relatively calm.

"Who wrote this poem? The spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass. It is both heroic and tragic. It feels like it was written by a general!"

Hou Junji, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"Hehe, how could you generals write such high-level poems? It's really embarrassing yourself, it must be written by us literati!"

Fang Xuanling shook his head and laughed.

Then the quarrel between Tang civil officials and generals began.

The two sides were separated by a road, their fingers were dancing, and they were spitting with a ferocious expression.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Chumo was a little confused.

This group of literati and generals is really interesting!
But the process silently looked at the elder grandson whose neck was red with anxiety, and secretly laughed.

If he finds out that this poem was written by me, will he vomit three liters of blood?
Really looking forward to it!
But when Li Shimin saw this situation, he got used to it.

It's just that he also looked forward to what kind of expressions everyone would have if they knew that Cheng Chumo had signed the poem.

Wei Zheng looked at everyone with a half-smile, and then suddenly said, "Everyone, stop arguing. I'll tell you who wrote this poem."

Following Wei Zheng's words, everyone immediately stopped arguing.

A group of generals.

Li Jing, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and others all held their heads high, full of confidence!

They thought the poem must have been written by a general.

After all, this is about the frontier, and only soldiers can write this feeling.

"The spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass" is such a good poem.

As for the civil servants.

Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and others looked at the general and his party with mocking expressions.

What kind of mind is it that can think that the person who wrote such a masterpiece is a general?

Ok?
Does it match?

"This poem is called "Out of the Frontier" and was written by Chang'an Ling Cheng Chumo."

Wei Zheng said calmly.

Now that he is calm, he is willing to gamble and admit defeat, which is only right and proper.

As a straightforward person, Wei Zheng can afford to lose.

Because he not only read poetry, but also read all the words of the newspaper.

The most eye-catching ones are not "Chang'an Daily" or "Out of the Frontier".

The creator of "Chang'an Daily" is Cheng Chumo.

He immediately understood what Cheng Chumo had been doing these days.

And as Wei Zheng's words fell again.

Changsun Wuji: "???"

Fang Xuanling: "???"

Li Jing: "???"

Hou Junji: "???"

Cheng Yaojin: "?????"

Everyone in Daxing Hall.

They are all in a state of shock!

"Then, is Chang'an Ling Cheng Chumo considered a general or a civil servant?"

Li Shimin, who has a dark belly and a bad taste, spoke suddenly!