happy rebirth

In fact, the level of the contestants this time is not low.On this point, King Dejun has a great say.When he was young, he was also a low-key academic bully who used to pretend to be a scumbag.However, Xie Jinhua has always lacked effective communication with the outside world. When he set the questions, he used himself as the standard, so the whole game ended a little faster than he planned.I thought the game would go on until the evening, but I didn't expect it to be over as soon as Shenshi arrived.

Xie Jinhua is a god of learning, but he has always mistakenly regarded himself as a master of learning.The people around him, Xie Er is better than a scumbag, Xie San is not even as good as a scumbag, and Ke Qi is a top student who is trying to get closer to the god of learning, so Xie Jinhua thought that all the powerful scholars outside could be like Ke Qi.

After all, there are people beyond others, and humility is a traditional virtue.But in fact, there is a lot of difference between a master of learning and a god of learning!

Seeing that the contestants were stumped one by one, even Xie Jinhua was used to the calmness of the mind, he couldn't help but feel a little complacent.When he really came into contact with the level of ordinary scholars, he found that he seemed...as if...as if...maybe...could...be better than them?

Ye Zhengping drew another poem title, and the title only had one word "peach".

This is a good time to eat peaches. On the table of Xie Jinhua and Ke Qi, there is a small plate of diced peaches. appetite.Xie Jinhua took the small silver stick and ate at a leisurely pace.He has always had a sweet tooth.

Xie Jinhua was in a good mood this day, but he seemed to be happier just now. Ke Qi could sense the change in his mood, but he didn't know what he was happy about. So Ke Qi listened to the voice on the stage with his ears, but saw it with his eyes. To Xie Jinhua.Both of them had unconscious smiles in their eyes.

They just looked at each other without saying anything.

Xie Jinhua had just learned the definition of Mensao, and couldn't help but feel that Ke Qi must be Mensao again at this time.Probably Ke Qi also wanted to eat diced peaches, but he was too embarrassed to say?Xie Jinhua picked a small piece with a stick and handed it to Ke Qi's mouth, saying, "Here, try it too, it tastes really good."

Compared with the peach meat wrapped in honey, Ke Qi actually prefers to eat the original flavor, but this is what Xie Jinhua handed to his mouth, Ke Qi said thank you, bowed his head and ate the diced peaches.The second-year boy sometimes likes to take care of others, and Ke Qi feels that he has to respect his preferences.

"What do you think of the taste?" Xie Jinhua asked.

Ke Qi couldn't tell his conscience that it was delicious, so he said vaguely, "It's not bad."

It's okay on the mouth, but I must like it very much in my heart.Xie Jinhua nodded knowingly, and said, "Let's ask them to play another game."

"No, no, no! I'll just drink tea." Ke Qi said.

Xie Jinhua blinked.What the Mensao person said probably cannot be taken as the truth, this is what Ke Qi taught him just now.So, maybe Ke Qi doesn't really want to eat, but just doesn't want to eat a plate by himself.When he feeds him, he obviously enjoys it.

This means... Ke Qi wants to be fed by him?

Oh, there is no way.

Probably this is the squeamishness of children.

Xie Jinhua picked another piece of peach with a stick, handed it to Ke Qi's mouth again, and said patiently: "Have another piece?"

Ke Qi felt that Xie Jinhua's behavior of trying to take care of others was very amusing, so he ate obediently and said, "Don't patronize me, eat it yourself." In Ke Qi's opinion, Xie Jinhua must really enjoy the feeling of taking care of others .This is probably the behavior imitated from Brother Xie, right?

As an adult, Xie Jinhua was very considerate and did not expose Ke Qi's petty thoughts due to lack of love (he thought it was all).Every time he ate a few diced peaches, he would feed Ke Qi a few.Seeing that Ke Qi was always in a happy mood, Xie Jinhua felt that his guess was indeed right.

Ye Zhengping managed to compose a new poem within the time of a cup of tea, so it was the guest's turn to answer the questions again.

Ke Qi, who was "deprived of love", also thoughtfully did not expose Xie Jinhua's imitation behavior because of his love for his brother (also what he thought).Whenever Xie Jinhua fed it to his mouth, he naturally lowered his head and ate it.As he ate, Ke Qi felt that the taste of honey peach diced was actually not bad.

Across the wall, Princess Dejun was using a stick to pick out spicy sticks and handed them to the prince, saying, "You want to try it too? It tastes really good."

The prince looked at the things in his concubine's hand with disgust, and said, "The seasoning is too strong." Even so, he still lowered his head and ate it.

The very innocent Xie Jinhua and Ke Qi couldn't explain why their behavior was exactly the same as that of the old couple next door.

The cheers downstairs suddenly spread upstairs.Xie Jinhua and Ke Qi hurriedly looked up the stage, and it turned out that the last guest was stumped, that is, the winner of the first round of one stop appeared, and it was indeed the one who was previously unknown but performed extremely well today Ye Zhengping!

King Dejun whispered a few words to the guard of the palace, and the man immediately went downstairs and walked towards the temporary platform.

In Ke Qi's plan, except for the various topics used in the competition, they will be collected into a book and written in "Yimian Ji", and each contestant can also use the competition experience to write a narrative summary of any style. Of course, this is not the case. It is a rigid requirement, but this summary can be included in "Yimian Ji".

This kind of narrative is very common in various literati collections and speculative meetings.

In the time and space before Ke Qi traveled, the masterpiece "Preface to Lanting Collection" is a similar existence.Ke Qi did not expect to produce a comparable "Preface to the Tower of Recalling Immortals". This kind of good writing is hard to come by, but he did create another opportunity for those literati who want to be famous.

Sure enough, the last guest was selected by a black-box operation to teach at the Children's Charity.The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who participated in the first stop to the end were actually poor scholars. They vaguely knew that there was Houmen behind Yixianlou, and they didn't plan to make trouble in the first place.What's more, the various conditions offered by Yixianlou are really reasonable, so even if they are selected for a task that cannot be explained in a word, they will just pinch their noses and admit it.Someone had won a lottery to drink a strange-flavored drink before, but he actually drank the full cup amidst the booing of the crowd.

Teaching is better than drinking messy things.

However, everyone felt that the luckiest scholar was the first scholar surnamed An to step down.His task is to write a poem for the beauty, and now he is admiring the beauty alone in the background.Beauty!As long as you can be accompanied by a beautiful woman, let alone a poem, even if you write ten poems, you will be willing!

The winner Ye Zhengping also thought so.The money was successfully obtained, and a matter in his life that had been embarrassing him for a long time was settled, and his mood was naturally much more relaxed.So, he also wanted to make fun of the scholar named An.The two of them were friends growing up together.

An Shusheng stutters easily when he is nervous, wondering if he can still speak normally in front of beauties?

Steward Lu impassionedly announced that the event had come to a successful conclusion, and the onlookers applauded desperately.Steward Lu said the time for the next event.The cycle is more than twenty days.After six games, the six winners will participate in the seventh game together to determine the final winner.

The guards of Dejun Palace jumped onto the stage and whispered a few words to Guanshi Lu.Guanshi Lu's eyes widened.

"That man is... Look, he is dressed like a guard next to Li Xu, could it be that Li Xu is nearby?" Ke Qi said to Xie Jinhua.

Xie Jinhua shook his head: "Isn't he busy with the orphanage recently?"

Guanshi Lu was a person who had seen the storm, so he quickly suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said loudly: "...As I said just now, after the six rounds, the young master who won the first six rounds will be invited Let's participate in the seventh round together, and Yixianlou will give out "The Picture of Spring Tour with a Horse" as a prize!"

Ye Zhengping, who counted a tael of silver, two taels of silver, three taels of silver, and a lot of silver in his mind, almost thought he heard it wrong.Is it really "A Horse Ride in Spring"?How much silver can this one be exchanged for!Ah bah, this is the work of Mr. Lu who is known as the third son of Xuemei who doesn't change any money!

In Yunxiang Building, Xie Jinhua stood up suddenly.

"I want to participate!" Xie Jinhua said solemnly.He must get that painting "A Horse Ride in Spring"!

Ke Qi hurriedly pressed Xie Jinhua on the chair: "Don't get excited. This is the collection of King Dejun, right? Li Xu took out the collection of the palace without authorization and made it a prize. His father might beat him up violently. Let's hurry up Find Li Xu, and talk to him about it.” In his previous life, he had seen a lot of children stealing their parents’ hard-earned money to buy themselves idol concert tickets or rewarding their favorite anchors on the Internet, and then making their parents cry .

Xie Jinhua calmed down: "One must be trustworthy. If Li Xu really decides on his own..."

"Make sure he won't be beaten first, and then we'll think of other ways." Ke Qi also felt a headache, never expecting that the prince took the initiative to take out the painting.

Xie Jinhua grabbed Ke Qi's hand and sighed: "Oh, don't ask for it to be mine, as long as it allows me to appreciate the painting."

Seeing Xie Jinhua's rare expression of emotion, Ke Qi asked like a twitch: "What if I fell into the water at the same time as "The Picture of A Horse Touring Spring..."

"Get the paintings first!" Xie Jinhua said without thinking.

Ke Qi looked at Xie Jinhua silently.

Xie Jinhua silently looked back at Ke Qi.

The two were still holding hands.

"You can play in the water, I remember what you said." Xie Jinhua felt the need to explain.It's not that he doesn't care about Ke Qi!

Ye Zhengping, who had been blown dizzy by "The Picture of Longhorse Touring in Spring", walked back to the backstage step by step, and heard the scholar named An sigh deeply.Seeing Ye Zhengping's return, Shusheng An quickly stood up and congratulated Ye Zhengping.Ye Zhengping tried his best to take a deep breath, and slowly regained his composure.

Ye Zhengping asked in a low voice: "You're so good-looking when you get cheap! How can you sigh when you're accompanied by a beautiful woman?"

Scholar An pointed to the corner of the room.

Ye Zhengping glanced there, and said: "This is a pet brought by the beauty? Why don't you talk? Could it be that you are so excited that you can't even speak because of the love of the beauty?" He had never been on the horse Zhangtai either, so Ye Zhengping was just talking about it.

An Shusheng pointed to the big yellow cat lying on the top of the cabinet, and said, "This is a beauty!" Who can tell him how to write a poem praising a big fat cat!Who asked this question!The cat was particularly in need of a beating, and its paws were stained with ink, staining his clothes.

Ye Zhengping felt that the owner of Yixian Building was really capricious.

"The poem has already been written..." An Shusheng shook his head and joked, "Fat and fat cat, with yellow, white and white hair, if it can lose three catties, it will be more beautiful. Haha, isn't it very childlike? Funny? Hey, I’m joking, I’m really joking, Mr. Cat, please put down the vase!”

Ah Huang silently retracted the left front paw that was resting on the vase.When An Shusheng breathed a sigh of relief, it quickly stretched out its right front paw, and with a mean push, the vase fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.An Shusheng felt that his heart was going to be broken. Does he need to pay for it?

Ah Huang, who didn't feel that he had caused trouble at all, looked down at the two poor hairless beasts.

Oh, idiot.