Second-hand little prince

Chapter 871 You Make a Question

Facing Qin Zisheng's little Jiujiu, Qin Zixuan was full of disdain, and picked up a pen to write. This time, he wrote the works of Yuan Mei in the Qing Dynasty.

Naturally born in Benyeliu, he passed through Tongzhou with a bamboo stick in his hand.The rice basket welcomes the waning moon towards Xiao, and the song board faces the wind to sing in late autumn.Kick the road of the world with two feet, and bear all the worries of the past and the present on one shoulder.Now that they are not fed by sighs, why should the village dogs bark and not cultivate.

After Qin Zixuan finished writing, he looked at Qin Zixuan, and couldn't believe that he could squeeze out a sentence that was better than shouldering all the worries of the past and the present. Sure enough, before the judges commented on the works of both parties, Qin Zisheng kneaded his own work into a ball again.

"Hey, you guys lost, there are two more rounds to come, do you want to continue?" Qin Zixuan hugged his chest with a worried expression on his face, and a group of talented people traveled thousands of miles to slap him in the face, ouch, what a bunch of hard-working people.

"Go on, I don't believe you can take the lead every time." Qin Zisheng gritted his teeth, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, if he couldn't write a poem from beginning to end, then he would be ashamed, even if he became The master of the world, this black history cannot be washed away.

"Okay, then go ahead, don't say I'm bullying you, in the next two rounds, you can come up with questions, you can ask any questions you want." Qin Zixuan waved his hands, looking like an adult, this move did not win Qin Zisheng's favor, but instead It made Qin Zisheng's face even more purple.

Off the court, everyone was discussing and talking about everything, and some even questioned whether this group of people is really a group of talented scholars?Up to now, no poem or word has been written, how can they have the face to call themselves talented?The talented scholars on the stage who asked this question blushed, as if they had applied rouge.

Qin Zisheng didn't want this kind of charity. He asked Qin Zixuan to select someone, but he didn't believe that Qin Zixuan's luck had been against the sky, and he had always been able to write excellent works. Qin Zixuan hesitated, and pointed at a little lady casually.

The little lady was startled and at a loss, she kept looking at the man beside her, she blamed her own man for bringing her here to watch the excitement, what should she do now, the man rubbed his head and laughed along with him, worried for a while, he didn't Literacy.

Fortunately, the little lady's mind turned quickly, and she remembered that her man was a soldier, so she made a question based on this.

Qin Zixuan understood, looked at Qin Zisheng, and said, "Why don't I give up this game and let you win a game, always win always win, I won't even feel embarrassed about winning."

When Qin Zixuan said this, he still made a small expression of embarrassment. It was cheap to say, and the corner of Qin Zisheng's mouth was bleeding when he was angry. Fortunately, Qin Zisheng reacted quickly, and quickly raised his hand to wipe off the blood, without Qin Zixuan seeing it.

"Hehe, I don't think you can write it? Write it if you have the guts!" Qin Zisheng shouted angrily, his mouth full of red teeth.

Qin Zixuan was shocked when he saw it. When he watched a movie before, there was a gut piercing. When he vomited blood, he thought it was an exaggeration. He didn't expect that he could really vomit blood.

"Well, are you vomiting blood from anger? Oh, little competition, don't take it too seriously, you need to be bold," Qin Zixuan made a movement of expanding from the heart outward, raised his eyebrows and continued: "Great!"

There was laughter in the audience, I couldn't figure out how to be grand in this situation, I really wanted to ask King Cheng for advice.

"Write!" Qin Zisheng didn't want to listen to Qin Zixuan's nonsense, his eyes were red with anger, if he had won four games, of course he could persuade others to be more arrogant, he was really pissed off.

"Okay, I'll write it. You asked me to write it. I didn't want to write it myself. Don't be angry. What will you do if you die of anger?" Qin Zixuan continued to read, and the people in the audience stared straight at him. happy.

Taifu Lin rolled his eyes at the ignorant preaching on the stage. If this kid wasn't his grandson, he would be so angry that he wanted to smack this grandson. It's too bad.

Qin Zixuan picked up his pen, glanced at Old General Cheng who was leading troops to guard the four directions, and said loudly, "Old General, this poem is for you."

Old General Cheng cupped his hands to express his thanks. He didn't know what poem King Cheng would send him, but it should feel good, and he was looking forward to it.

This time I wrote "Po Zhen Zi" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty.When I am drunk, I turn on the lamp to watch the sword, and dream of returning to the company of blowing horns.Eight hundred miles under the command of the sun, fifty strings turned outside the Great Wall.Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.Lu Fei of the horse is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt.Settle the affairs of the king and the world, and win the fame before and after his life.Poor thing happened in vain!

After finishing writing, Qin Zixuan threw another pen, and Lin Xi picked it up and cleaned it standing beside him. These are all high-quality Langhao pens, made by masters, and expensive.

Soon, the excellent work was sung again, Qin Zixuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the other side, Qin Zisheng gritted his teeth, regretting that Qin Zixuan wrote it, and blood surged up in his throat, Qin Zixuan tilted his head and stared at Qin Zisheng, worried that he would die of anger on the spot.

Old General Cheng's beard was trembling with excitement, but he ended the affairs of the king and won his fame both before and after his life.This is what he pursued all his life, Qin Zixuan really spoke to his heart, and once again bowed to Qin Zixuan.

Qin Zixuan sent a charming smile. This smile was particularly eye-catching in Qin Zisheng's eyes. It was not only eye-catching but also heart-wrenching. Now his heart is also hurting. Qin Zisheng regrets it. He is obviously a master of martial arts. Why did he compete with Qin Zixuan? It's to send someone to beat you in the face.

I wanted to step on Qin Zixuan to become famous in the Three Kingdoms, but I didn't expect that now I became famous in the Three Kingdoms. Qin Zisheng was so angry that he had prepared so many works before coming, and he had no place to stand in front of Qin Zixuan's works, so he could only rub bitterly After dropping the half-finished product, he stared at Qin Zixuan with red eyes.

Sitting behind Qin Zixuan, Li Han slowly raised his eyelids, it was her turn soon, and he didn't know if the other party could compare in this last match.

"There's one more match, is it still a match?" Qin Zixuan asked with a smile, with an expression of not wanting to be beaten, Qin Zisheng really wanted to say no more, but he couldn't afford to lose that person, so let's win a match anyway.

"Competition!" Qin Zisheng slapped the table and pointed at the person under the stage. The person was suddenly named, choked up nervously, coughed for a while before recovering, and said loudly: "My topic is love."

Pfft, as soon as this word came out, Qin Zixuan burst into laughter, pointed at Qin Zisheng and said, "Boss Lu, you are doomed."

Pooh!Qin Zisheng snorted, picked up his pen to write, Qin Zixuan followed suit, and wrote at the beginning: "Ask the world, what is love, and teach people to agree with each other through death?"Flying from all over the world, the old wings have returned to the cold and heat
Seeing Qin Zixuan throwing the pen, Qin Zisheng subconsciously shivered. Qin Zixuan put away the pen and retreated to Li Han's side, leaning on Li Han's shoulder, and said, "It's up to you from now on."

"Don't worry, Xianggong, I won't let you down." Li Han clenched his fist, and there was a cracking sound between his fingers. Mrs. Lin glanced at Li Han. When will this rude guy learn to be gentle.

Qin Zisheng rubbed the white paper in front of him, pointed at Qin Zixuan and shouted, "Qin Zixuan, you dare to fight."

Qin Zixuan took a step forward, picked up the pen on the table, and shouted loudly: "Boss Lu, you come up with a question."

Pfft, Qin Zisheng really vomited blood this time, so there's a big question, his first battle was hands-on, okay?Qin Zixuan pursed his lips, his smile trembling wildly.

(End of this chapter)