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In the private room.

The young mother looked at the five people who broke in, feeling embarrassed and worried.

"Who do you think is shameless?" Cui Xiong stared at the five people with cold eyes.

"Whoever loses the Yunling defense line can still enjoy peace of mind here, who has no shame!" Liu Bozong looked down on Chen Hao and Cui Xiong with disdain.

Cui Xiong was angry and wanted to get up and beat Liu Bozong.

Chen Hao grabbed Cui Xiong and said tepidly to Liu Bozong: "If we warriors hadn't worked hard, not only the Yunling defense line would have been lost this time, but the entire Qingzhou."

"Don't put gold on your face..."

"This is General Bai Shaocheng, who single-handedly inflicted heavy losses on the two glorious viscounts of the Vampire Clan, repulsed tens of thousands of Vampire Clan troops, and protected tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of Bluestone Castle. You have no merit, so how can you offend General Bai?!"

Zhu Luo interrupted Liu Bozong angrily and revealed Chen Hao's identity.

The five people headed by Liu Bozong were shocked.

Chen Hao became famous in Qingzhou.

Liu Bozong was surprised and embarrassed. It was difficult to deny or belittle Chen Hao's military exploits. He didn't know what to say for a while.

"The warriors who have protected our country from generation to generation, no matter whether they are vulgar or not, should be respected." Chen Hao was not angry but was proud of himself.

Xu’s mother, young mother and some people who gathered outside the private room to watch the excitement were affected by Chen Hao’s loud words.

They either nodded in agreement or echoed.

"Brother Liu, why don't we go to Zuixian Tower for a drink?"

"Yes, yes, go to Zuixian Tower. The wine and food at Zuixian Tower are far better than Tianxiang Tower."

"Brother Liu..."

Several young people who were about to go to Beijing to take the exam like Liu Bozong were frightened and started to persuade Liu Bozong.

"Tianxiang Tower is not a battlefield for barbaric killings. It is about elegance. I know that you, the young lady, have always liked poetry. General Bai is willing to have a literary competition with me and decide who is better with poetry. If I lose, I am willing to apologize to the two generals. !”

Liu Bozong was unwilling to leave in despair and wanted to use his best method to save face.

"You..." Cui Xiong pointed at Liu Bozong angrily. Before he could say the word shameless, he was stopped by Chen Hao.

"can."

Chen Hao nodded to accept Liu Bozong's challenge.

"what?"

Cui Xiong looked at Chen Hao like a fool.

Several Confucian scholars were inspired.

Martial artists mostly focus on practicing martial arts and don't have much time to study. At best, they can read and write.

Even if you can write poems and lyrics, the poems you write are not elegant enough.

Liu Bozong was happy and thought that Chen Hao was asking for the insult.

"General, I'm going to play some music for you guys, and then I'll come back to serve you." The young lady was also afraid that Chen Hao would make a fool of himself in public, so she stood up and left with her piano in her arms.

"Young lady, don't look down on General Bai. There is no doubt that General Bai is an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs." Liu Bozong was determined to humiliate Chen Hao, and stopped the young lady with a smile but not a smile.

"Young master Liu is one of the four great talents in Qingzhou. Maybe tonight he can write a poem that will be passed down through the ages. Whoever stops this literary competition will definitely become an enemy of Qingzhou's literary world!"

"well said!"

"well said!"

Liu Bozong's friends shouted loudly.

The young lady looked at Chen Hao apologetically.

Chen Hao smiled slightly.

Liu Bozong, the nephew of Lord Liu, the pacifier of Qingzhou, and one of the four great talents in Qingzhou, wanted to compete with General Wen, who held Qingshi Castle with tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

The news spread like wildfire.

So much so that the outside of the private room was crowded with girls and guests from Tianxiang Tower, all waiting eagerly.

"I'm showing off my embarrassment!" Liu Zongbo handed over to everyone, but he showed no humility and was full of arrogance.

The noise and discussion inside and outside the private room suddenly stopped.

I am intoxicated with grass, and when I wake up at night and return home.

The four seasons are fluctuating, but winter and summer are delayed.

Yesterday the windows were locked and it was drizzling. Tonight the curtains are sparse and the moon is dim. My dream asks who knows?

Liu Bozong chanted here and raised his hand to point to the sparse bead curtain in front of the elegant room window and the cold moon in the night sky outside the window.

Inside and outside the elegant rooms, literati who can write poetry couldn't help but nod.

A long journey through mountains and rivers, but farewell to old friends over a glass of wine.

If you want to play the flute, you should step on the snow and don't break the plum blossoms.

It's hard to send plum blossoms off, but the world always reminds each other.

You go to Yunling to lie down, I go to Jianshui to chase the waves, and I wander around when we meet.

After a hundred years of earthly life, there is no need to chase the past.

After Liu Bozong recited the last sentence, his right hand fell behind his back, full of energy.

"it is good!"

Several people clapped.

Although the young lady felt that this word was not too brilliant, she still felt that Chen Hao would definitely lose.

"General Bai, please!" Liu Bozong looked at Chen Hao with a smile on his face, as if he was the winner of tonight's literary competition.

Chen Hao took a leisurely sip of wine. He was not good at writing poems and lyrics, but countless famous poems were engraved in his mind.

Isn't it just Shui Tiao Ge Tou, let you see what a shocking work it is!

Chen Hao took a sip of wine, holding the wine glass in his hand, and turned to stare at the cold moon outside the window, his deep black eyes full of longing for his relatives and loved ones.

Nearly a hundred people inside and outside the private room were holding their breath and concentrating.

The young mother's heart was in her throat, worried that the hero in the eyes of the people of Qingzhou would make a fool of herself.

"When will the moon be there, ask Qingtian about the wine..."

Chen Hao's first sentence shocked everyone present. Even Cui Xiong, who regarded himself as a rough man, was surprised.

When will the bright moon come, ask the wine to the sky.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hate, what is long to other times.

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon.

After Chen Hao finished reciting, the whole audience was silent.

The literati who knew poetry and the young lady looked at Chen Hao blankly.

"Every word is precious, every sentence is beautiful." The young Confucian scholar standing beside Liu Bozong could not help but murmur.

Juzi, who is well-read in poetry, certainly knows how good Chen Hao's song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Come" is.

Liu Bozong's face turned ugly and he hesitated to speak, wanting to slander Chen Hao for stealing ancient poems.

But if this word was written by an ancient person, how could he not know it?

It’s useless to say more!

Liu Bozong's reason defeated his impulse.

"General...is this...this word written for the slave family?" The young mother looked at Chen Hao with expectation.

"Yes."

Chen Hao responded to Youniang casually.

The young girl was excited and bowed deeply to Chen Hao with tears in her eyes.

General Bai composed "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come" for his young wife on a full moon night. This good story will surely be spread along with this poem.

With a humble status, she should not have left her name in the annals of history. She will be the subject of constant exploration and mention by countless literati in later generations.

This life is enough for her!

"Let's go!" Liu Bozong said bitterly. He was so embarrassed that he naturally couldn't stay any longer.

At this moment, even an illiterate person can be sure that Liu Bozong lost miserably.

No one, led by Liu Bozong, left in embarrassment.

Mother Xu apologized to Chen Hao and Cui Xiong and then left the private room.

Zhu Luo also exited the private room, closed the door, and dispersed the men and women blocking the door.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. This sentence is perfect!"

"This word will definitely shock the literary world of Great Xia!"

"That white-robed man is the great hero who defeated the vampire army and saved the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of Bluestone Castle!"

"You are both civil and military!"

People were amazed as they dispersed.