Dragon Pattern Roll Set

Zhan Zhao and the others noticed the ring on Yan Shaogong's hand, and felt that it might have something to do with the case, but if it was really related to the case, wouldn't it matter if he wore it so openly and ran around?

Zhao Pu asked Zhan Zhao, "Would you like to try it out while the question is coming up?"

Zhan Zhao was slightly taken aback, "How to test?"

Zhao Pu shrugged, "Anyway, I don't need to come up with ideas." Then, he took two steps forward, arrived at Zhao Zhen's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhen seemed to think about it for a while, then nodded, that means - wrap it on me.

Zhao Pu returned to the crowd.

Zhan Zhao asked him, "Test the emperor when he proposes a question? It won't affect the competition, right?"

Gongsun also nodded, "Don't implicate Jiangnan's third son for a while and lose."

Zhao Pu waved his hand, "What are you afraid of?"

"Is it really okay?" Pang Yu was also a little worried.

Zhao Pu was still happy, "He has always ordered us to work, and finally had the opportunity, of course I called him once! Besides, he is used to calculating all civil and military officials every day, even the grand master and Bao Xiang can be settled. These little guys?"

Everyone thought it made sense, but they could only find out and added, "It's best to keep a low profile, don't startle the snake!"

Zhao Pu nodded, and mouth-shaped to Zhao Zhen—low-key, low-key!

Zhao Zhen took a glance and nodded.

Nangong asked curiously, "What is the Ninth Prince doing?"

Zhao Zhen said, "Oh, he asked me to raise my profile."

Nangong was puzzled - what is the high profile?

Everyone was waiting to see how Zhao Zhen planned to come up with the next question.

People from both sides gathered together to discuss the topic, Xie Yan and others asked Zhao Zhen curiously, "Which year did Brother Huang study at Imperial College?"

Zhao Zhen crossed his arms and thought for a while, "Well... it must have been 20 years."

……

After Zhao Zhen finished speaking, Xie Yan and others all tilted their heads to look at him—this person is only in his 20s, 20 years ago?Going to Taixue before the age of ten?

Zhao Zhen was full of energy and asked, "What do we compare? How about asking three questions, guessing crossword puzzles, and writing Spring Festival couplets for pairs?"

……

The three great talents in the south of the Yangtze River looked at Zhao Zhen with their mouths wide open.

Pang Yu, who was listening to the excitement, turned his head and shook his head at Zhan Zhao and the others, which meant—lose!

The three great talents in the south of the Yangtze River are all in a hurry.

Xie Yan said to Zhao Zhen, "Brother Huang, it is best to come up with three questions that we are good at. For example, Tianqing is good at Danqing, Ziming is good at calligraphy, and I am better at poetry and music theory."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Okay! Just come up with anagrams in this area!"

The three great wits sighed—this is a crossword puzzle.

Lai Tianqing supported his forehead, and stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Zhen on the shoulder. Nangong narrowed his eyes behind Zhao Zhen, and Ge Qing tugged at him. What does that mean——you retracted your hands-chopping eyes a little, for fear that people would not know that he is the emperor?

Nangong frowned and tried his best to be patient, but he still looked at Lai Tianqing's hand resting on Zhao Zhen's shoulder, and Lai Tianqing withdrew his hand unconsciously, why was it so cold?There is a murderous look in the wind!

Yue Ziming had no choice but to discuss with Zhao Zhen, "It's a small loss for the three of us, but it's a big loss for Tai Xue."

Zhao Zhen looked at him and asked, "Who told you to lose? You deserve your fame and status. If you lose, get out of Taixue."

All three of them opened their mouths wide and looked at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen crossed his arms and said, "Whether the question is difficult or easy, both sides are the same. Does winning or losing have anything to do with the question?"

The three looked at each other.

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, "Furthermore, today is a rare opportunity, you guys, perform well."

The three of them were inexplicably a little stunned. They always felt that Zhao Zhen seemed a little domineering when he said "the opportunity is rare"...

Everyone behind him nodded secretly, not to mention the three great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, for any scholar present, today is a rare opportunity, whoever can make a blockbuster in front of Zhao Zhen is equivalent to winning the number one prize once, and the future is boundless!

Both Lai Tianqing and Yue Ziming looked at Xie Yan, what does that mean - what is the origin of this fool?

Xie Yan frowned slightly, he couldn't figure it out, but what Zhao Zhen said was indeed right, it didn't matter what question was asked.

The three of them didn't say much anymore, and let Zhao Zhen come up with the questions.

Zhao Zhen walked to a table in the middle of the competition room and looked around.

Nangong walked over and put a chair behind him.

Zhao Zhen sat down with his clothes lifted, leaned against the table with one hand and snapped his fingers, "Oh, are you alright?"

The crowd of onlookers whispered to each other, thinking that this gentleman is so handsome, what is his background?

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang, "Do you think he will accidentally tell me out later?"

As soon as Zhan Zhao finished speaking, before Bai Yutang could answer, he heard Zhao Zhen say, "I..."

"Ahem." Nangong coughed from behind.

Zhao Zhen touched his chin with his hand, "It's really slow!"

Everyone counted for him, the first time!

The third son of Kaifeng looked at Yan Shaogong.

Yan Shaogong nodded, and walked to the stone table. He didn't know where Nangong got the chairs. There were only a few stone stools around him, so he sat down and asked, "What's your name? Where are you?"

Zhao Zhen sized him up and said, "My surname is Huang, Master Lin of Tai Xue is my godfather."

Yan Shaogong was taken aback, wondering, does Lin Xiao have a godson?

The crowd around the audience were also whispering to each other, so it turned out to be Master Lin's adopted son!

Mr. Lin's head was swollen at this time, he looked around, what did he mean - what should I do?

Zhao Pu folded his arms and laughed at him, "I admit it, I don't admit the crime of deceiving the emperor."

Master Lin stomped his feet, he was going to die!

Yan Shaogong asked, "Then, who will ask the question first?"

Zhao Zhen thought for a while, "I..."

"Ahem." Nangong coughed again, and someone behind him brought him a cup of tea.

Nangong put it on the table for Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen held the tea cup and pretended to drink tea, and said, "It's really troublesome, why don't you come first."

Zhan Zhao and the others helped to break their fingers—twice!

Yan Shaogong smiled, and said without politeness, "Okay, I'll ask the first question, um... please Lai Tianqing and Cao Jian to answer."

Lai Tianqing and Cao Jian came out and went to the table.

Yan Shaogong smiled slightly, pointed to the crowd, and said, "There are two old men playing chess outside the crowd. You should have seen them all when you walked over just now."

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang, "Are there two old men playing chess outside?"

Bai Yutang nodded.

The crowd also "swiped" and turned their heads to look around. Indeed...under a willow tree not far away, there were two old men playing chess.

"I heard Mr. Lai is good at Danqing, and Cao Jian is also good at Danqing, why don't you two compare paintings." Yan Shaogong smiled slightly, "Draw those two old men playing chess."

Cao Jian smiled slightly, reached out to pick up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and started to draw.

Lai Tianqing didn't start writing, but thought about it seriously.

The crowd discussed in low voices. At this time, the two old men were blocked by the crowd. That is to say, if they saw it just now, it should be easy to draw, but what if they didn't see it just now?Wouldn't it be impossible to draw?

Bai Yutang frowned slightly.

Zhan Zhao asked him, "What's wrong?"

Bai Yutang said, "There is a doorway here."

Zhan Zhao was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Those two old men are playing chess." Bai Yutang said, "Playing chess means that the situation on the chessboard is constantly changing. Who knows how well those two old men are playing chess? When the two of them finish drawing, maybe other places will be the same , but how do the chess pieces on the chessboard look the same?"

Everyone nodded when Bai Yutang said it——Yes!Chess is constantly on the move.

"Brother Lai seems to be struggling with this too." Bao Yan was worried.

"But Cao Jian seems to have a plan in mind." Zhao Pu smiled.

Everyone also frowned slightly, "It's a bit strange to be so confident, did you not notice this, or are you sure what will happen to the other party after the painting is finished?"

At this time, compared to Cao Jian who was full of confidence in painting, Lai Tianqing stood there with a pen in his hand and a white paper on the table. He looked up at the sky, as if in a daze.

The crowd began to discuss again, and they all felt that Lai Tianqing didn't see clearly the way the two old men played chess just now?At the same time, a few careful people also had the same question as Bai Yutang, how to calculate the final change of the chessboard?

Just at this moment, Lai Tianqing suddenly picked up the pen and began to write.

Zhao Zhen looked at the young man beside him who was seriously painting, and his pen was flying like a fly, then looked up at the sky, then the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he turned the finger on his thumb lightly, and nodded.

After only half a cup of tea, Cao Jian put down his pen and signaled that the painting was finished.

And Lai Tianqing took out the seal from his bosom, breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he pressed the stamp on the drawing paper, suddenly... a drizzle fell in the sky, the rain was not heavy, but the rain was quite dense.It has been raining frequently in Kaifeng these past few days, most of the crowd was in the big gazebo, and some of the people outside were fighting with umbrellas.

Comparing the two scrolls together, both Cao Jian and Yan Shaogong were slightly taken aback.

I saw the picture drawn by the two, the scene is similar, but the difference is the direction of the willow tree branches swinging, and... In the picture drawn by Lai Tianqing, there is no chessboard at all, because beside the two old men, there is a little doll standing, He stretched out his hand to hold an umbrella to cover the two old men from the rain, and was still talking to them.The little doll blocked the chessboard, so I couldn't see how the pieces were arranged.The expressions of the two little old men also seemed to be quite embarrassed, and they were talking to the child.

In Cao Jian's painting, two old men are playing chess. The game of chess is inextricably fought, and the branches of willows are quietly hanging down.

Everyone moved aside with a "crash" and looked at the bank of the willow together.

At the same time, Gongsun looked around, "Where is the fourth son?"

Glancing at the scene under the willow tree... everyone was stunned!

I saw that under the willow tree, the fourth son was holding an umbrella to cover the two old men from the rain, and said to them seriously, "Grandpa, why are you in the rain like this? Why don't you go to the pavilion?" You'll catch a cold in the rain! It's not good to be so old."

The two old men were quite embarrassed. On the one hand, the youngest son was very cute helping them hold umbrellas and "teaching" them, but on the other hand, it seemed difficult to leave.

At this moment, the fourth son tilted his head to look at the chessboard, "You two haven't taken a step for a long time, stupid."

Those who have something good to do will go to watch the chess game, and come back and say, "Oh, it's the same as Mr. Cao's painting!"

But... many people were shocked by Lai Tianqing's painting skills, especially the moment when he turned his head just now... the painting is exactly the same as the reality, even the wind blowing the willow branch just now seems to be represented in the painting out.Especially the embarrassing expressions of the two old men make people smile knowingly, and the most amazing thing is that the little fourth son only has a back view holding an umbrella, but that back view is too cute...it's amazing!

Bai Yutang nodded, "If Lin Xiao's paintings are geniuses, Lai Tianqing is a genius. One has a flamboyant style of painting, while the other is neat and orderly. Lai Tianqing's paintings are indeed not as valuable as Lin Xiao's, but compared to Lin Xiao, he It is more suitable to be a court painter, and the basic skills are much stronger."

Everyone nodded, Master Lin smiled with satisfaction, "Very good, very good!"

Gongsun asked Zhao Pu curiously, "Did you ask the fourth son to go there?"

Zhao Pu shook his head.

Everyone looked at each other.

Tianzun said, "The fourth son went there by himself."

Wu Yifu smiled slightly, "A person who is good at painting must be good at observation, both internally and externally, and be meticulous. Lai Tianqing knows that the chessboard situation is unpredictable, and the opponent has a plan in mind. Unless he knows the result a long time ago, no one can write without doubt. So he infers that the other party may be fake, and the situation is not good for him, how should he deal with it? He made good use of the weather, inferring that it will rain lightly in a while, and the wind direction will also change, so the painting of weeping willow is correct."

Lin Zi also nodded, "Although it's the first time I've met the fourth son, Lai Tianqing already understands the character of the fourth son. If it rains, the people nearby must find a place to hide from the rain. The fourth son will definitely run to help hold the umbrella, and by the way persuade the two old men to take shelter from the rain. And if the two old men are not with each other, they will leave immediately if it rains...Silly sitting and not going, chess is too late Don’t move, don’t ask, there’s a fake in it! You’re as innocent as the youngest son, you’ll definitely ask, and you’re childish, but the two old men are cheating together after all, so the expressions are so accurate!”

Everyone nodded. Being called a little painter is not just for nothing. The three great talents in the south of the Yangtze River are indeed real talents and practical learning.

Bao Yan and the others all nodded——really!Classmates here!

Therefore, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Kaifeng's third son cheated first, and Lai Tianqing won despite the unfavorable circumstances.

In addition, looking at the painting skills of the two of them alone, Lai Tianqing's painting skills are much higher than Cao Jian's, and it's a judgment call.

The crowd was talking.

Master Lin asked Lin Xiao, "How?"

Lin Xiao nodded, "You won beautifully!"

Fang Baekje also shook his head. Seeing that Cao Jian and Yan Shaogong were embarrassed, he asked everyone, "I think Cao Jian won the first round..."

Everyone looked into the crowd, even those from Qiankun Academy didn't have the nerve to raise their hands at the moment.

"Then I think Lai Tianqing won..." Before Fang Baiji finished speaking, everyone raised their hands.

Fang Baiji nodded, "According to the rules, it's Mr. Huang's turn to ask a question. If Mr. Lai answers the question correctly or both parties answer it correctly, Mr. Lai wins. If Mr. Cao wins, then the game is a draw."

Just as he was talking, he heard Zhao Zhen ask, "Is it considered a loss if you admit defeat?"

Fang Baekje opened his mouth, "Uh, of course..."

Everyone nodded and looked at Zhao Zhen together.

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, propped his chin and said, "Shall we guess the riddle?"

"Huh?" from the crowd.

Zhan Zhao and the others supported their foreheads, and sure enough...

Fang Baekje had no choice but to think that this person was here to make trouble, so he asked Zhao Zhen, "Young Master Huang, what word riddle do you want to come up with?"

Zhao Zhen reached out, wiped the table with his sleeve, and said, "Oh? It looks like dust, isn't it?"

Fang Baekje smiled and said, "This is called wiping rock, and it is top grade. It looks like dust covering the stone surface, but it can't be wiped clean. It means wiping it frequently, for It is to encourage and alert scholars."

Master Lin nodded, good table!

Zhan Zhao saw Zhao Jiajun and a group of people beside him yawning collectively, their expressions—students are so fucking annoying...pretentious!A broken table is dirty and working in vain.

Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "Then take this table as the title and type a four-character idiom."

Everyone blinked—what?

Lai Tianqing looked at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen smiled and asked him, "Can you answer it?"

Lai Tianqing sighed and said, "No answer."

Cao Jian lost a round just now, and was anxious to move back to this round, seeing that Lai Tianqing couldn't answer, he said, "It's beyond hope!"

Everyone thought about it - yes.

Zhao Zhen pointed at Cao Jian and said to Fang Baekje, "Hey, he surrendered."

The crowd froze for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Cao Jian was so angry.

Yan Shaogong also frowned at Zhao Zhen.

Lai Tianqing smiled and said, "It's okay to fight, you don't need to hurt your peace for winning or losing."

Fang Baekje reminded, "But if there is a tie, it will have an impact on the subsequent competition."

Lai Tianqing said, "I am the weakest of the three great talents, and my two brothers are much stronger than me, don't be afraid."

Everyone nodded one after another—this scholar has an accent.

Lin Fuzi is so beautiful that he touches his beard. The students he teaches are so good.

On the one hand, Fang Baiji admired Lai Tianqing, and on the other hand, he felt that Zhao Zhen, who came up with the question, was quite interesting. On the surface, this game was a crossword puzzle, but the test was actually a response. Lai Tianqing answered "no answer", which means that he does not know, but Just now Zhao Zhen said "Admitting defeat is considered a loss", so he couldn't answer, otherwise it would be a tie.Cao Jian's answer was indeed correct, but he also conceded defeat, and his reaction was not as quick as Lai Tianqing's, so he was considered a loser.In the end, Lai Tianqing didn't care about winning or losing, and he spoke beautifully. This first round was a head start, and the win was real!

So, Fang Baiji asked everyone's opinion again, of course... Everyone agreed that Lai Tianqing won this round and Cao Jian lost.At the same time... everyone looked at Zhao Zhen, thinking that this guy is not welcome, he made a crossword puzzle to provoke trouble, and even used the crossword puzzle to laugh at Cao Jian. Compared with Lai Tianqing, he is so far behind, oops... Will he fight now? stand up?

A few aunts in the Demon Palace stomped their feet happily, Wu Yifu also nodded, and said to Zhao Pu, "This is the virtue that a surnamed Zhao should have. You picked it up, right?"

Zhao Pu looks at the sky.

Zhan Zhao went to bring the fourth son back, and looked up at the sky at the same time.

Bai Yutang also noticed that the rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and Nangong and Ouyang's expressions became more and more tense... Chen Sangua said just now, the nobleman went out to invite the wind and rain... Unexpectedly, it really rained, so everyone unified The action is to find the beam.

Lai Tianqing put away the paintbrush, Zhao Zhen took his painting and looked at it, nodded, "Give me something that I can't match..."

Before Zhao Zhen finished speaking, Nangong accidentally knocked over the cup.

Lai Tianqing looked at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen blinked, with an expression on his face that nothing happened, "This painting belongs to me."

What he said just now was silent, no one around heard it, and Lai Tianqing didn't hear too much. When he saw that he wanted to draw, he nodded and wrote him a letter.

Zhao Zhen asked Nangong to accept it happily.

Zhan Zhao and the others felt that Lai Tianqing had hit the jackpot today, and that he might be awarded the title of court painter tomorrow, and at the same time they all shook their heads——Zhao Zhen made a mistake for the third time!If it goes on like this, he will reveal himself.

Sure enough, looking at Lai Tianqing again, he frowned, looked at Zhao Zhen suspiciously, and walked back.

Yue Ziming, Xie Yan, and Bao Yan all went to tell him, "Win beautiful".

Lai Tianqing scratched his head, looking uncertainly at Zhao Zhen who was appreciating the painting - he seemed to say just now, "Give me something I can't match..."

In a competition, where there are winners there are losers, where there are laughers there are those who cry... Looking at Cao Jian and the others again, the first game was a bit like stealing chickens and losing money.

Gongsun said, "The people in Qiankun Academy are dishonest. They haven't even competed in the Fourth Academy yet. Even if they use such a small trick, they may not be able to do anything wrong in the Fourth Academy!"

Master Lin nodded, "This old man is also worried about this, not to mention that it is a literary test plus a military test."

Zhan Zhao patted Master Lin, and said, "Master, don't worry, and don't think about who you've entrusted to take charge of these four courtyard competitions? Are you afraid that people will die?"

Master Lin thought for a while, then looked aside.

At this moment, Yin Hou was holding the fourth son, standing with Tianzun, frowning and discussing.

The fourth son said, "Qiankun Academy is dishonest!"

Tianzun nodded, "Well, be careful!"

Yin Hou narrowed his eyes, "If you dare to trick me in the competition of the Fourth Academy, Jiuniang will burn his academy!"

Everyone is sweating for Qiankun Academy, this is the trend of destroying the academy...

Zhan Zhao was facing the beam, Bai Yutang lightly touched him with his arm, motioning him to look over there.

Zhan Zhao turned his face back, and saw that preparations for the second match were about to begin, while Zhao Zhen held his chin and curiously asked Yan Shaogong, who had a bad complexion, "Is the ring on your hand from a cult... ..."

"Pfft..." Zhao Pu spat out a mouthful of tea.

Everyone looked at him with disgust—are you sure you let him keep a low profile just now?

Zhao Pu was powerless.