Huh? Yuwen Mou? I didn’t go to cause trouble for you, but you came to step on me.

Li Hao raised his eyebrows and curled his lips and said, "Why, anyone like you can come, why can't I come?"

Li Hao, who was baptized by the information explosion in later generations, has never been afraid of anyone.

"You..." Yuwen Mou stopped and pointed at Li Hao and said, "You are just a ignorant playboy, but here are all heroes from all walks of life in Chang'an. If you know the truth, you should leave early."

"Is that so? All the heroes? I wonder what masterpieces they have. Let me listen to them and see if I can compare to my works that night on the night banquet."

Group ridicule, yes, it is group ridicule.

A group of self-righteous "talented men" were furious when they heard this and accused Li Hao of being arrogant.

But, would Li Hao care about these things? Looking at the people who kept shouting, he slowly raised his middle fingers.

Then... Li Hao regretted it.

Although everyone did not know the specific meaning of the middle finger, it did not prevent them from copying it.

In an instant, a row of long or short middle fingers stood up in front of Li Hao.

Li Hao patted the back of his head in annoyance and said to himself: "Damn it, I'm careless!"

Yuwen Mou was a little successful, smiled proudly, stared at Li Hao and let out a soul blow: "Li Dejian, is it interesting to be complacent with the copied poem?"

Copy it? I did copy it.

But you have no evidence to guess.

Li Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded without explaining, "Of course it's interesting, why, you don't agree?"

Yuwen Mou secretly looked at Changsun Chong, who was the organizer of the poetry club. Seeing that he had no intention of stopping all this, he sneered and said, "I want to convince people of the things I copied. In the Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that only you, Li Dejian, have such a thick face."

Everyone's words can make gold, and even if it is not true, it will become real.

Princess Xueyan, who was standing beside Li Hao, changed his expression when she heard this, and she couldn't help but speak: "Yuwen Mou, don't swear at others. You said De Jian's poem was copied, but there is evidence."

Yuwen Mou did not expect Li Xueyan to support Li Hao, and a gloomy flashed across his gloomy face: "Princess Xueyan, he has just admitted it personally, why do you need to stand up for him?"

Seeing that Li Hao still did not deny it, Li Xueyan spoke again: "If the road is uneven, someone will step on it, and if someone will control the matter. Yuwen Mou, don't be careful, so as not to be looked down upon."

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

Li Hao never expected Li Xueyan to stand up for him, and forgot to argue for a while.

Li Chengqian couldn't stand it and coughed, "Li Dejian, don't you want to explain it?"

"What to explain? The left and right are just clowns." Li Hao shook his head: "As the saying goes, the clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid. Li was a fourth-rank commander, a county in Kaiguo, and a top ten young man in the Tang Dynasty. Why do you need to explain to him?"

After a series of names were smashed down, Yuwen Mou's face turned pale and he shouted loudly: "Li Dejian, I must expose your true face today." After saying that, he looked at Li Chengqian: "Your Highness, I want to gamble with Li Dejian, and I hope your highness will be correct."

Li Chengqian looked at Li Hao with some concern. Seeing that he had no reaction at all, he couldn't help but ask, "Dejian, do you want to bet?"

Li Hao shrugged indifferently, and was about to speak but Li Xueyan pulled him: "Don't be impulsive."

Given Li Hao's previous unreliable behaviors, both Li Chengqian and Li Xueyan felt that Yuwen Mou's conclusion was credible.

After all, Li Hao never wrote a poem before that night, and he never wrote it after that night.

If his poem was really copied, wouldn’t he reveal his shortcomings when betting against Yuwenmou at this time?

Cheng Yinyin, who had already separated from Li Xueyan, was mingling with a group of young sisters. She watched the two of them pull and pull from afar, felt inexplicably uncomfortable, bit her teeth and stood up: "Yuwen Mou, what if you lose?"

Yuwen Mou beat him up and said confidently: "Ha, how could you lose if you are here?"

"What if?" Cheng Yinyin asked.

The two beautiful girls were talking to Li Hao openly and secretly, which made Yuwen Mou unable to help but feel jealous and gritted his teeth and said, "If you lose, in the future, as long as he is Li Dejian appears, I, Yuwen Mou, retreating."

In ancient times, one thirty miles was thirty miles, and three thirty miles were ninety miles.

Li Hao pretended to be sad and shook his head and sighed: "Sanshe, it seems that Mr. Yuwen wants to leave Chang'an."

"Don't say too much, Li Dejian, do you dare to agree?"

Yuwen Mou was not very cunning, and the identity of Prince Li Hao as a attendant made him very jealous. In addition, the fact that Yao Jin and two old men Li Daozong competed for their son-in-law a few days ago made him feel even more incredible. His past rivals had already become the first person in the young generation after several months, which made him think of trampling him hard under his feet.

"Okay, I agree." Li Hao looked at Yuwen Mou, who was a little angry, and agreed without any hesitation.

"Since that's the case... Li Dejian, let's take the plum blossoms as the theme..."

Before Yuwen Mou finished speaking, Li Hao waved his hand: "Wait a minute, Yuwen Mou, you proposed the bet, but I have the final say on what poem you have done."

Looking at Li Hao with a light expression, Yuwen Mou always felt that he was pretending to be calm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you have the final say."

The bet has been made!

In an instant, everyone shut their mouths and looked at Li Hao quietly, waiting for him to tell the question.

Li Hao turned his eyes to Yuwen Mou, stared at his face for a while, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Then it's better to use the other party's face as the topic, with thirty breaths as the limit."

What? There are still time limits?

Yuwen Mou's face turned pale in an instant. Just as he was about to refuse, he saw Li Hao reaching out and pointing at him: "The vast land is wide and the road is three thousand, and I look at my eyebrows from afar. Last year, a tear of lovesickness has not yet reached my cheeks."

Everyone: "Cough cough..."

It's not like swearing.

How big is this face to make the tears that she shed last year have not yet reached the cheeks.

Yuwen Mou's heart was regretful at this time. If he had known this, he would not have agreed to the question just now. Now that he was cheated on the other party, he was scolded for being scolded. It would be too late to regret it.

After thinking for a long time, Yuwen Mou did not think of a better way to fight back. When he was angry, he pointed at Li Hao: "You, Li Dejian, you are too bullying."

"So what if you bully you, stupid." Li Hao walked to Yuwen Mou, squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Compare poetry with me, and don't urinate to show off his virtues. If it weren't for your father and I were in the same palace as ministers, you would have to be beaten to death."
Chapter completed!