The people on the stage obviously did not expect Li Muyun to have such a big move. They were stunned for a moment and their eyes couldn't help but turn to a corner behind them.

The colorful lights at night were dim. Standing at Li Muyun's position, you could only see someone waved his hands in the corner, as if he had made some gestures, but he didn't see who the person was.

Then the man on the stage seemed to have found his backbone and pretended to laugh: "Hahaha... Since King Xiaoyao has such a good mood, I should accompany you."

"It's no point to say it. My villa is worth at least 50,000 yuan. What are you going to accompany you?" Li Muyun used his speech to walk around the back of the stage and walked up the steps. But the person who had just hidden in the corner was obviously prepared. He had already hidden in the dark before he came on stage and did not give him a chance to see the truth.

"This..." The person on the stage suddenly stopped. Just as he quickly glanced at the permission of the person behind the scenes, he was only concerned about inciting Li Muyun to go on stage, and actually forgot that both sides needed to pay chips for the bet.

Everyone in the audience originally planned to watch a shocking bet, but unexpectedly, the side who was setting up the ring was timid first.

Li Muyun looked at the awkward buddy in front of him with some amusement, shook his head and sighed: "Remember, if you don't have money in the future, don't learn to set up a ring. If you take a hundred handfuls and ten cents of money, you want to buy a good poem. What are you a scholar in this world?"

In a poem competition, Li Muyun said that it was a staged stage and was tied to money. It was immediately filled with the smell of money, which made countless people below look at the "host" on the stage with some disgust.

The guy on the stage wanted to explain something, but Li Muyun didn't give him a chance at all. He pushed him aside with a little force, and then said to Changle who followed him: "Lizhi, it's better to be a coincidence. Today, many young handsome men in Chang'an City are here. Why don't you just give me a look? How about you make up for the poem you didn't finish in the morning?"

After taking advantage of the huge bet, Li Muyun did not disappoint everyone in the audience. After saying a word, he immediately shouted loudly.

Changle was also shocked at first. Although she could write some poems and songs, she was hard to have a masterpiece in such unprepared situations. If she was not good, she would be very likely to make a fool of herself in front of everyone.

However, Li Muyun obviously had something in her words, especially the word "morning" increased her tone, which was clearly reminding her of something.

Changle thought hard and soon thought of the song "Linjiangxian" that Li Muyun chanted before telling her "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves take away all the heroes.

Right and wrong, success and failure turn out to be empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter are on the river bank, and are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is a joyful meeting. Many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing at.

Recalling the content of the lyrics, Changle unconsciously recited the whole lyrics. His ethereal voice combined with the vicissitudes of the whole lyrics gives people an indescribable sense of strange coordination.

I just don’t know if "Linjiangxian" is too amazing or Changle’s performance is too outstanding. After reciting the whole poem for a long time, no one in the audience spoke, and even the host on the stage was as if he was struck by lightning and was on the spot.

The main purpose of this poetry competition tonight is to make things difficult for Changle and then anger Li Muyun. They made a lot of preparations for this, including what if Changle did not appear here, and what if Li Shimin and Changle appeared together. In the end, Changle and Li Muyun appeared at the same time.

Before Changle came to the stage, it can be said that everything was performed according to the previous script and there was no big mistake.

But no one expected that Changle would actually produce a song "Linjiangxian" in such a short time. The whole poem was almost perfect and impeccable. Even no matter how mean a person was, he could not find any mistake in it.

This was unexpected by the mastermind who arranged all this in advance. The host on the stage did not expect that he was dazed and glad that he was fortunate. Fortunately, no high-gambling game was established just now, otherwise the 50,000 coins would probably not be able to be saved no matter what.

And in the space where the host was in a daze on the stage, someone clapped his hands below, and soon the applause became a whole. Countless young people looked at Changle with awe and admiration, and the eyes that looked like Li Muyun were filled with contempt.

In the eyes of the people of Chang'an, Li Muyun is a combination of contradictions. You say he is talented, he does.

But this guy doesn't play according to common sense. He is always short of all day long, and he looks like a rascal.

If the title of the King of Wealth is added, in the eyes of scholars in the Tang Dynasty, he will be a pool of mud that cannot be supported on the wall. It’s a pity that the Supreme Emperor attaches importance to him, it’s a pity that the beautiful princess of Changle is in love with him, it’s a pity that the infatuated woman, such a love for him, and it’s a pity that the infatuated woman, is devoted to him.

In short, under the instigation of some people with ulterior motives, no one minded pouring some dirty water on Li Muyun to comfort the envy and jealousy in his heart.

Yes, it is indeed envy, jealousy and hatred. In fact, this world has always been like this. I hate people who are poor, hate the rich, and I can't stand others' goodness.

This is a common problem for everyone. It’s like when I see someone picking up a piece of gold, I will think, why isn’t the person I picked up? Why didn’t the owner come and take the gold back? Why didn’t the police come to catch this “thief”?

Of course, Li Muyun knew this, but he didn't care much. Just like walking other people's paths and leaving others with no way out, he liked the jealousy and hatred in the eyes of others because it was very pleasant.

Well, it is indeed a bit bad to say this, but it is undeniable that Li Muyun is indeed such a person, a very hypocritical person, a person who will gloat when he sees someone stepping on the mud.

The applause from the audience made the host on the stage come back to his senses. Just as he was about to step forward, he was pulled by Li Muyun: "Boy, where are you going? Don't you write down the words just now and put them on."

Since it is a poetry competition, we naturally need to record all the poems that appear on the stage, and then let everyone below evaluate them, and then select the best one. Therefore, Li Muyun's request is not an exaggeration.

The host seemed to have accepted his fate, nodded with a wry smile, and called on the person who was responsible for recording, copied the "Linjiangxian" that Changle had just recited, and put it in front of the dozens of poems.

It was not until this time that Li Muyun laughed with satisfaction, took Changle and Su Wanqing down the platform, and left behind in the jealous eyes of everyone, leaving countless people behind who were thinking and sighing.
Chapter completed!