Chapter 1690: Before I started fighting with the Central Plains literary world, I was already involved (please subscribe and vote)

What should I do if it becomes more difficult for me to make small moves in the future? The best way is of course to let go.

In this case, using this as an exchange for benefits is the same as breaking the bones of a product that is about to expire and selling it to consumers.

When Zheng Laoer looked at Cui Luoyang, his image suddenly changed into that of a feather fan and silk scarf, looking like he was planning all his plans.

This brain is indeed much better than a guard dog like myself, bah... much better than a guard dog like myself.

No wonder that back then, my father only allowed his eldest brother and his third brother to become officials, saying that he could only be considered a mediocre person and could only keep the family.

"Thank you Brother Cui Shi for the tip. No wonder Brother Cui Shi can stay in the position of Luoyang Order for several years. His future prospects are limitless."

Cui Luoyang smiled coolly, waved his hand, and spoke in a rather bleak tone.

"Let's get through this first before we talk about anything else. Thank you for your hard work, dear brother."

"I will definitely live up to my brother's trust." After Zheng Laoer saluted Cui Luoyang, he lifted up his front and angrily jumped off the viewing platform and ran towards the pier.

Not long after, they boarded a small boat, urging the boatman, and headed towards the large building ship that was swaying towards this side.

Cheng Chubi was currently staying on the third floor, looking at the venue for the Luoyang Peony Festival, which was not far away.

He folded his hands in front of his chest, surrounded by a group of fat and strong martial arts disciples, and a group of people were also ready to go.

Everyone has put on new clothes that they think are the most upright and most flattering to their literary talents.

Everyone's expressions were very serious and focused, but they were very uneasy in their hearts.

After all, we are all martial arts disciples who like to use their hands and feet more than their brains, and they always compete with each other.

It is nothing more than sports such as riding and shooting or martial arts competitive activities.

Of course, they have participated in polite competitive activities, including but not limited to playing cards, playing sieves, gambling, drinking, etc...

However, during the talent competition, it was the first time for them to get into a sedan chair as a big girl.

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"Brother Baoqing, why are you pulling on my sleeves?" Li Zhen muttered, turning his face to the side with some displeasure.

Yuchi Baoqing smiled shyly at Li Zhen, raised his hand and explained.

"Because of my brother, my hands are very sweaty, so I rub them, just rub them."

Li Zhen immediately became furious and touched his sleeves distressedly. His face was almost wet from the sweat on his palms.

"Brother Baoqing, why don't you touch yourself?"

Yuchi Baoqing pulled the light gray brocade robe he carefully selected and flashed it towards Li Zhen, speaking plausibly.

"Brother, I am wearing a light-colored dress, and the sweat on my upper body is easily visible. My dear brother, you are wearing a dark color, so it won't be a problem."

Li Qi, the bitch next to him, laughed and came closer.

"Oh, after listening to what Brother Bao said, I also think that Brother Jingyang, your clothes are the most suitable for soaking in sweat. Come on, let me soak in it too..."

"Get out of here, whoever rubs my ass, please stay away from me. If you come any closer, be careful of me falling out with you."

"Oh, what a fall-out. Believe it or not, our brothers will even turn over a boat for you."

Fang Jun, who was grinning with joy as he watched, was pulled aside by Gao Yang, who was still dressed in men's clothing with a red face.

Well, hurry up and let the really simple but versatile man stay away from these little monsters.

I am really ashamed to associate with them. Before I even started to fight with the Central Plains literary world, I was already involved in it.

Both legs were tied to the wheelchair and he couldn't stand up. He was haggard because of the makeup, and his face was covered with thick white powder, which made Li Ke's skin and tender flesh look even more delicate.

Seeing Brother Chu Bi holding his arms and looking at the old god in the distance, he completely ignored these gangsters and had no choice but to stand up and seek justice.

"Brothers, my sister is also here. Can you behave more seriously?"

The group of friends who were laughing and joking around finally calmed down a little, but after this quarrel, the previously tense atmosphere and mentality became much more relaxed.

Cheng Chubi soon saw a small boat approaching quickly. On the bow of the boat, someone was swinging desperately with a lantern. Cheng Chubi quickly saw clearly who it was.

Oops, I really didn’t expect that these guys would have such brains and want to come over and intercept them in advance, but is this useful?

Although it was useless, Cheng Chubi didn't want to just ignore it. After all, the brothers behind him wanted to sweep the Central Plains literary world.

It would be unwise to fall out now. If you want to play, everyone should follow the same rules and play each other to death. Only in this way will the fun be more exciting.

"Uncle Jie, let the boatman's boat stop for a while. Someone is coming. Your Highness, please stay here and don't move around. I'll go down and meet the old boy from the Zheng family for a while."

"Brother Chu Bi, please let me go down too. As the saying goes, one person can't help but two can make a difference. I'm really bored staying here."

Li Ke looked at Cheng Chubi eagerly, mainly because the people standing on the third floor watching the excitement were all the martial arts disciples who were about to appear in a while, and it was really annoying for him to stay here.

After all, I was originally a prostitute for Brother Bi's works, and then became famous all over the world.

However, who the hell made "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang" too tempting, and besides, there were nine brothers who came.

Brother Chu Bi has already made up his mind to withdraw from the competition. If he doesn't withdraw from the competition, hehe, he might get complained.

Therefore, after getting half of the signature rights for "The Peony Pavilion of Luoyang" written by Chu Bi brother Jun, Li Ke also happily withdrew from the competition.

So I, who is not going to participate in the competition, feel very unhappy if I stay here and listen to these rough guys showing off.

Cheng Chubi nodded helplessly, tilted his head, and Li De and Li Min quickly carried Li Ke and the car down.

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Zheng Laoer jumped onto the boat and saw Cheng Sanlang and His Highness King Wu, who had just recovered from a serious injury and looked extremely haggard.

I couldn't help but feel happy, and I quickly strode forward, but after taking only two steps, I heard a cry, and the horizontal knives at the waists of both Li De and Li Min were half-sheathed.

The old man Zheng was so frightened that he retreated to his original position and did not dare to move. Cheng Chubi then said with a straight face.

"Mr. Zheng, you can just stand here and talk."

"His Royal Highness, King Wu, has just recovered from his serious injury. He is most afraid of being approached by strangers. If he has ulterior motives and hides a murder weapon, and His Highness is seriously injured again, we cannot afford it."

As for His Highness King Wu, he looked weak and could not help but smile.

After seeing this scene, Zheng Laoer naturally did not dare to complain, especially when he saw the frail appearance of His Highness King Wu at this moment.

He was also afraid that if he got close, what would he do if His Highness King Wu suddenly pulled over?
Chapter completed!