Syllable~

The sudden appearance of dazzling fireworks under the starry sky in such an eager atmosphere made many people raise their heads.

It's beautiful.

Chu Ling raised his head and looked at the fireworks blooming under the starry sky, with a smile on his face, at this moment, Chu Ling had already realized who this Forget Worry Lake Poetry Meeting was for.

Xiao Yunhai!

To be more precise, the essence of this poetry meeting is not in the Lake of Forgetting, but in the temple!

Chu Ling looked at Xiao Yunhai and noticed that in Chu Ling's opinion, the corners of Xiao Yunhai's mouth were slightly upturned, without the slightest annoyance or other emotions, on the contrary, he showed a smile, and there was a bit of relief between his eyebrows.

"This momentum has been broken."

Not far away, Dugu Sheng's face was extremely ugly, clenching his fists, his cold tiger eyes, staring at Chu Ling and Xiao Yunhai under the fireworks.

The battle of Beiting, which was controversial and divisive, was made by Chu Ling because of the poem, which made many nobles express their attitudes, which was bound to cause ripples.

Damn it!!!

Dugu Sheng, who is very deep in the city, is wrapped in anger at this moment, although there is more unwillingness and dissatisfaction, but under this situation, Dugu Sheng can only be forced.

"It's a dead end... Chu Ling was broken. ”

Looking at the blooming fireworks and feeling the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, Jiang Zhongzi looked stunned, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "This blooming fireworks is the silent support of the Son of Heaven, Chu Ling, Chu Ling, you accidentally broke into this game, it should have been Xiao Yunhai's momentum, and the danger was so dangerous that Xiao Yunhai could not be absolute, but your appearance not only entered the sight of the Son of Heaven, but also accidentally saved Xiao Yunhai's life." ”

Jiang Zhongzi, who was in a relaxed mood, looked at Chu Ling, and saw the two of them looking at each other, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the future Shangdu may become more and more interesting.

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad."

"Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

In such an atmosphere, Xiao Yunhai lifted the sleeves of his robe, looked up to the sky and laughed, and many eyes gathered, some were complicated, some were excited, and some were scrutinized......

"My Emperor~"

Ignoring the gaze cast, Xiao Yunhai bowed to the emperor and said loudly: "This poem made by Chu Ling has broken the heart of the guilty minister, this Forget Worry Lake Poetry Meeting will be selected, the criminal minister will withdraw, I hope my emperor will allow it!" ”

"It seems that Tianshan and his party, although you have some understanding, but after all, it is a chess game."

Huang Fu Xuan looked at Xiao Yunhai and showed a faint smile, "The final selection of this Forgotten Worry Lake Poetry Club, the towering Ling, deserves to win the name of this leader." ”

As he spoke, Huangfu Xuan's gaze was fixed on Chu Ling's body.

"Immortal, Xiao Yunhai wants to withdraw from the final election, do you think I should allow it?" Huang Bo-hyun got up with a smile and stood on the high platform, "I want to hear your opinion. ”

"Your Majesty."

Chu Ling raised his head, met Huangfu Xuan's gaze, and said with a slight smile: "If you stand in Chu Ling's point of view, of course you will agree to this matter, after all, he Xiao Yunhai is willing to retreat, then the leader of this final election of Forget Worry Lake is my Chu Ling." ”

"You're really."

Huangfu Xuan smiled and said, "Then I will allow it?" ”

"This is by His Majesty's holy judgment."

Chu Ling replied: "But... Chu Ling wanted to send him a poem. ”

Well?

This remark has made many people wonder.

"Then send it."

Huangfu Xuan became interested, looked at Chu Ling and said, "I am really a little curious about what you want to send Xiao Yunhai when you say this." ”

"Please advise."

Xiao Yunhai looked at Chu Ling neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Chutian is thousands of miles away in autumn, and the water goes with the sky and the autumn is endless. Yaocen is far away, offering sorrow and hatred, hosta snails. The sunset is at the head of the building, in the sound of the broken hong, the Jiangnan wanderer. I looked at Wu Hook, and the railing was patted all over, no one would, and I was on the line. ”

Facing Xiao Yunhai's gaze, Chu Ling walked forward slowly, and a sonorous and powerful voice echoed here.

"Hugh said that the perch is good, the west wind is exhausted, and the season eagle has not returned? Asking Tian to ask for help, I am afraid that I should be ashamed, and Liu Lang is talented. It's a pity that the years have passed, the sorrow and the wind and rain, and the tree is still like this! Who is the one who calls, the red scarf and green sleeves, and the tears of heroes! ”

What a word!!

When Jiang Zhongzi heard this, his eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Chu Ling in disbelief, where is this poem given to Xiao Yunhai, it is clearly gaining momentum!!

"Xiao Yunhai, Chu didn't intend to take away your opportunity from this poetry meeting, it's really a matter of the times." Ignoring the strange atmosphere around him, Chu Ling handed the wine jug in his hand to Xiao Yunhai, "This poem should be given to you by Chu, we don't owe each other, but there are some accounts, and Chu will get them back in the future." ”

Xiao Yunhai took the wine jug in a daze, and immediately showed a wry smile, he knew what Chu Ling meant, and he knew that he could no longer leave Shangdu.

This Chu Ling is ruthless enough!

The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind.

This kind of truth, not only Chu Ling knows, but he Xiao Yunhai also knows that since they are all under the general trend, then no one should leave.

The wind blew gently.

Chu Ling raised his hand to the front of the emperor and saluted, and then turned around and walked towards the covered bridge, it was late at night, and he didn't want to mix it up anymore in this poetry meeting of the Forgotten Lake with his own thoughts.

Courageous.

Have the audacity.

Huang Fu Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Chu Ling's departing back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Chu Ling's departure, Huang Fu Xuan was not angry, but on the contrary, he gave birth to more appreciation.

"Your Majesty~"

Gao Zhong frowned slightly, glanced at Chu Ling who was leaving, and bowed his head to Huangfu Xuan.

"Let him go."

Huang Fu Xuan smiled and waved his hand, "My immortal is drunk, this poetry meeting should be over." ”

After saying that, ignoring the suspicions of the people present, Huangfu Xuan flicked the sleeves of his robe and turned around and walked towards the Eight Treasures Ming Hall.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked, what the hell is going on, why did Your Majesty leave? Could it be that this Forgotten Lake Poetry Meeting is final......

"Your Majesty's message, the final selection of this Forget Worry Lake Poetry Meeting ......"

And under such circumstances, Gao Zhong's loud voice sounded.

It's over.

Hearing this, Chu Ling showed a smile, this frightening game step by step, he broke through unscathed, and after tonight, Shangcheng will be different.

"Childe."

"Brother Chu."

"Senior brother."

And in this atmosphere, I saw Jun Hanlin, Su Shisan, and Yun Chuan running quickly, and from the moment I saw them, Chu Ling had more smiles on his face.

And in the end, Sima Yutang followed with a complicated expression.

"The poetry meeting is over, I'll wait to go back."

Chu Ling looked at Jun Hanlin and them, and said with a light smile.

"Rejoice! It's so painful. ”

Jun Hanlin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Gongzi to make such poems, after tonight, the name of Gongzi will be spread all over the world, no, all over the world!" ”

"Let's go back to drinking."

Su 13 followed and said: "This wine has only tasted until now, Brother Chu, Su wants to toast you a few glasses." ”

"Then you won't get drunk and won't go home."

Chu Ling teased his robe and said, "But this wine... Who will invite you? ”

"I'm coming!"

Jun Hanlin said proudly: "It's a big deal to sell yourself to the son, and the right is to repay the debt." ”

"Or don't."

Chu Ling waved his hand and said, "You drunkard, I can't afford it." ”

"Haha!!"

The hearty laughter echoed here, and the final selection of this huge Forget Worry Lake Poetry Meeting also came to an end quietly......