"Your Highness is right..." Ren Yaxiang, who had already been led to pieces, couldn't help but hehe a few times.

He turned his head and glanced at the prisoners of war who were locked in the cage. At this moment, these unlucky ghosts were a little different from the dejected ones before.

He had been brainwashed by the bragging cavalry to the point that there was only one thought left in his mind.

Cheng Sanlang is awesome, Cheng Sanlang is powerful, Cheng Sanlang is not human, and Cheng Sanlang is an invincible demon god.

Those who are killed by him will only be tortured and tortured forever in hell.

It is great luck that I and others can survive, and it is something worth celebrating, not sad and depressed.

Seeing this scene, Ren Yaxiang couldn't help being moved, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

When the sky was getting dark and the camp started, Ren Yaxiang sneaked up to Li Ke's side and whispered.

"Your Highness, I see this group of prisoners of war, and today I have heard so much about Cheng Changshi's...cough, heroic deeds.

I'm afraid one or two have been scared out of their wits, so I have a plan..."

Li Ke stretched out his ears and listened to Ren Yaxiang's muttering. After listening for a long time, his eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

"Yes, this is a good idea. In this case, if you want to release them, at least two prisoners of war must be released."

"It's better to have one person make a statement and have another person to support it."

"Your Highness is wise, but Your Highness, should we tell Cheng Changshi first, after all, he is the coach at this time."

"Of course, leave it to me, I'll go tell Brother Chu Bi."

Li Ke strode forward confidently, and found Cheng Sanlang who was patrolling the camp of the soldiers.

Because this place is still in the yak road, if you want to set up camp, you can only stay in this valley road.

Seeing Li Ke walking towards him with a smirk, Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke who had been carrying a beer belly because of too much water in his belly.

"I said, dear brother, why are you laughing like this? Could it be a good thing? Those prisoners of war are planning to marry their daughters to you in exchange for a way out?"

"Brother Chu Bi, don't be joking, just how beautiful is the girl born with the crooked appearance of those rough old men."

After subconsciously replying such a sentence, Li Ke remembered the serious business of coming here, and hurriedly heard Cheng Sanlang and his ears whispering.

Cheng Chubi listened to the plan and nodded in agreement. "Not bad, not bad, I also think this matter is reliable."

"After all, these guys have been scared out of their wits. Returning to Iron Bridge City will definitely affect the morale of Iron Bridge City even more."

Speaking of this, Cheng Chubi turned his head and glanced, and saw the group of prisoners of war who were still being held in the prison van. Recognizable masterpieces can be seen.

At this moment, I couldn't help turning my head to look at the Hantang commercial building boat that was still moored on the water.

He saw a tall and heroic young man standing on the third-floor terrace. After raising his breath, he began to read aloud.

"I haven't seen this flower in ten years, and I come here alone for the fragrance of the precious place. Before I can sit and enjoy the flower king's poem, the music urges me to the Peony Terrace."

Once again, it is the way of displaying the subtitles, which presents this masterpiece in the eyes of a thousand Peony Garden audiences.

Then it was Qin Huaidao who signed it. Once again, the people of Luoyang shouted excitedly. And a group of poets and poets have black lines on their faces.

The complexions of Cui Luoyang and Zheng's second child couldn't help turning dark again, **** it, this is another flattering poem.

Where is the treasure land? Of course it was Luoyang, sitting on a boat admiring peonies, before the poem was finished, there was already music urging him to come on stage.

Although it can't be called an excellent masterpiece, the problem is that it fits the situation very well.

It just so happened that the flattery made the people of Luoyang, who have always been proud of Luoyang, feel at ease.

Cheng Chubi rubbed his hands impatiently again, and with a benign smile on his face, he looked at the group of judges.

"Everyone, everyone, hurry up, give a comment quickly, have you heard the cheers from the people of Luoyang?

The one who appeared this time is the Dalang of the Duke of Yi, everyone must give a careful comment. "

"Don't let Dalang from the Duke of Yi's family be inferior to Erlang from the Duke of E's family. Maybe Duke Yi will come over and have a good chat with you."

A group of judges looked at the notorious Cheng family with black lines on their faces. Although this poem is not perfect, it is at most on the same level as the previous flattering poem.

But the problem is that Cheng Sanlang has revealed Qin Huaidao's identity, and he is so blatantly threatening.

"Cheng Sanlang, don't go too far!" Cui Luoyang couldn't help blowing his beard and staring at the table.

Cheng Chubi laughed, and didn't respond, anyway, I've finished what I should say, now it's up to you guys to see what you guys do.

The judges felt extremely toothache, yes, the standards of these two poems are about the same, what to do, let's let Erlang from Yuchi's family do it.

And leaving the Dalang of the Duke of Yi's family behind, even if the Duke of Yi has a good temper, I'm afraid there will be resentment, but this is not the point.

The important thing is that the few people in the back, which one is not a prominent martial arts child, how to do it, if they can all produce works of this level.

Is it possible that this year's "Luoyang Peony Collection" will become an anthology of rough men?

Looking back, I wonder if these judges can have a good life. Thinking of this, the Wang judge who spoke first just now gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

With a sudden oops, he covered his heart with his hand, rolled his eyes, and fell limply on the peony viewing platform.

"!!" A group of judges saw that the voice was very loud, and the walking was as fast as the wind.

Wang Juan, who had been showing off his stronger body in front of a group of weak old judges before, fell to the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ His complexion was pale, as if he had already pulled over.

In particular, the face of Judge Deng, who had a very good relationship with Judging Wang and who was very close on weekdays, immediately turned dark.

Ouch! I didn't expect this guy to be so cheap, and he did such a trick directly.

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter with you, Mr. Wang?"

Zheng Laoer, as the person in charge of the Zheng family in Xingyang, was the main organizer of the Luoyang Peony Festival, his face turned pale from fright, and he hurried forward to ask with concern.

Wang Pingping raised a hand with difficulty, his face full of pain and authenticity.

"I don't know why, old man, old man feels weak all over, and his chest hurts..."

"This, what should I do?" The second son of the Zheng family couldn't help feeling nervous when he looked at Mr. Wang, who was covered with sweat on his face.

"Let him go and let Cheng come."

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