Stand-in eunuch: I pamper the harem for the emperor

Chapter 588 No One Can Surpass
I have to admit that Mrs. Li is indeed the most famous matchmaker in Crescent City, and she has summoned so many young talents with just a wave of her hand.

With a smile on her face, she stood up and said loudly: "Today's banquet at Linjiang Pavilion is just to choose a satisfactory husband for Miss Cheng Yujie, the most beautiful woman in Crescent City."

"Who said I would choose a husband?"

Cheng Yujie was so angry that she almost wanted to curse.

However, in front of her mother, she did not dare to make any mistakes. After all, she had always listened to her mother since she was a child, and her mother loved her.

"Miss Cheng, please be patient. Mrs. Cheng said, it's just a choice, just a choice..."

Mrs. Li accompanied her with a smile.

"Daughter, don't blame mother. I asked you to come here today just to let you choose and see if there is anything that catches your eye."

Mrs. Cheng smiled and smoothed things over, knowing that her daughter was not very happy.

"Mom, I think it's better to forget it."

Cheng Yujie looked a little angry.

Seeing that her daughter had not left, Mrs. Cheng gave Mrs. Li a look and motioned for her to continue.

"Dear talents, since Miss Cheng is here, would you like to invite all of you to show your talents and see if you can win Miss Cheng's favor?"

Mrs. Li smiled and looked at the talented people below.

Logically speaking, Cheng Yujie should not have been allowed to appear in public, but Mrs. Cheng has no choice now.

We can only let these talented people come together to see if they can win the heart of their daughter?

"Mrs. Li, Mrs. Cheng, Miss Cheng is so beautiful and not talented, so I am willing to write a poem for Miss Cheng's evaluation!"

One of the handsome boys stood up.

"Mrs. Cheng, this Zhou Huaicheng is a famous talent in our Crescent City. I think Miss Cheng knows this person well."

While Mrs. Li was speaking, she glanced at Cheng Yujie.

Both are from Crescent City and are lovers of poetry and poetry. How could Cheng Yujie not know this person.

In the past, there was Shi Xiangyu who oppressed them, which made them afraid to show it even if they were interested in beautiful women.

Now that the Shi family has fallen, their opportunity will naturally come.

Therefore, Mr. Zhou prepared a good poem and dedicated it to the beautiful woman, hoping to impress her.

"Master Zhou's literary talents can definitely be ranked among the top three in our Crescent City. He is also handsome and has a good family background..."

At the same time, Mrs. Li began to spare no effort in introducing.

Mr. Zhou below stood up, swaying slightly, and the fan in the book suddenly unfolded.

"On the first lunar month at the mouth of the Xijin River, the water vapor rises to the sky in a dim light, and the white sand in Qingzhu is indistinguishable. The only lights are fishing boats."

Mr. Zhou recited a sentence every time he took a step, which seemed to be a bit of a scholar's demeanor.

Cheng Yujie didn't listen to his poem at all, but was thinking about why the emperor didn't come to save me?

She came out this time to offer incense to her mother. Lu Hao definitely didn't know about this, but how could he let the emperor know?
If Lu Hao knew about this, would he still come to her?Could he have misunderstood that he wanted to choose a better son-in-law?

Cheng Yujie's mind is very confused now.

"What a poem! What a poem... Mr. Zhou is a great talent. He is worthy of being a famous talent in our Crescent City!"

Mrs. Li praised Cheng Yujie while looking at her, but found that the beauty was absent-minded.

"Daughter, what do you think of Mr. Zhou's poems?"

Mrs. Cheng had no choice but to ask.

"Not so good? Not as good as him."

The "he" Cheng Yujie mentioned naturally refers to the emperor.

"Being good at poetry is just one aspect. You must know how to be considerate, caring, and informed. That is the real good match!" Mrs. Cheng persuaded her earnestly.

Cheng Yujie rolled her eyes and said to her mother: "Mom, let's do this. If someone can write a poem that surpasses the "Ode to the Dapeng", I will consider choosing another one?"

"Okay, don't lie about what you said!"

Mrs. Cheng agreed immediately.

Cheng Yujie stood up slowly and said loudly: "If any of you can compose a poem that surpasses this one, I will consider meeting you alone. What do you think?"

"Ms. Cheng, poetry is our strength. Tell me, which poem is it?"

Mr. Zhou was overjoyed and accepted the challenge loudly.

"You heard me clearly!"

Cheng Yujie straightened her expression and recited loudly: "One day the big roc rises with the wind and soars up to ninety thousand miles. If the wind stops and comes down, it can still blow away the vast water. When the world sees my extraordinary tune, they all sneer when they hear my great words." Father Xuan can still be afraid of future generations, but his husband cannot be young."

After everyone listened to this poem, they suddenly felt as if the heroic spirit in their hearts was about to burst out from their chests.

"What a poem! It is indeed a good poem! I am willing to give it a try."

Mr. Zhou said loudly.

"This poem is majestic and heroic. It is enough to be recorded in the history of the imperial literary world. I don't know who wrote this poem? However, I am also willing to give it a try."

Another talented person from Crescent City, Ling Fang, slowly stood up.

He is as famous as Mr. Zhou, and is also one of the best talents in Crescent City. He also comes from an innocent family background and has a well-educated family. He is a very handsome young man.

"This poem was written by me, but is it still worthy of the attention of the young master?"

Cheng Yujie took it as his own.

Mrs. Cheng knew that this poem was originally written by Lu Hao in Cuihu Garden and her daughter copied it herself. It was indeed a rare and beautiful poem.

However, with so many talented people in Crescent City, can no one surpass Lu Hao?
She has high hopes for these talents, and she also hopes that someone can impress her daughter.

As soon as this poem came out, the crowd immediately became quiet, everyone was reciting and chewing it over and over again.

However, who has such majestic and majestic momentum in his chest?
Just the two lines at the beginning of the poem are enough to overwhelm countless people, enough to put them off.

Cheng Yujie was not in a hurry, looking at the talented people below who were all worried and chanting repeatedly, a sly and evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

How can you ordinary people surpass the Emperor?

"Mrs. Cheng, this poem written by Miss is so majestic and heroic, I'm afraid it will be difficult for anyone to surpass it?"

Mrs. Li said with a grimace.

"Who says no one can surpass me? Let me give it a try."

A familiar and loud voice came.

When Cheng Yujie heard this, she was extremely surprised and turned to look at the door.

Lu Hao happened to meet her hot gaze. He was youthful, bold, domineering, and had an aura of looking down on the world. He walked in slowly with a smile.

When Mrs. Cheng saw the emperor arriving, she was about to stand up and bow down, but was stopped by her daughter.

"I wonder where the young master comes from? What is his name? Do you also want to write poetry?"

Mrs. Li stood up and asked loudly.

"My surname is Lu, the 'Lu' in the Qianyuan Continent. Since ancient times, heroes have not been concerned about their origins. I think today it is only about their talents and knowledge, regardless of their origins."

Lu Hao came over with a smile.

Youthful and sunny, confident and calm, coupled with handsome appearance and handsome appearance, there is an independent, unrestrained and heroic momentum in the midst of leaps and bounds.

Cheng Yujie watched her sweetheart approaching, her beautiful eyes shining like fire.

(End of this chapter)