I have an inn in Xianxia

Chapter 115
The chief eunuch explained the rules, and Lu Cheng understood.

The rules are the same as those for writing poems. Give a picture and use the picture to make it, that's all.

The pictures are randomly selected, and each person has half an hour. After half an hour, the music is finished and performed in front of everyone. At that time, everyone will become the referee.

Lu Cheng expressed his understanding.

Zhao Wencai sneered at him, and cut his throat in the blind corner of everyone's sight.

Lu Cheng quickly gave him a middle finger back.

There was no fuss in the palace examination, and no one dared to speak harshly in front of the monarch, everything went on as normal.

Thirty eunuchs appeared, carrying ten screens, all covered with red silk.

These ten screens are pictures.

Three people choose.

Zhao Wencai said: "Whatever you want, just let the two of them choose."

His posture made many people comment in a low voice, saying that Zhao Wencai is worthy of being the number one talent in the Fire Country, and this confidence has already won first.

Lu Cheng really wanted to slap those people on the face, but he couldn't see them. He chose them at random. This has your sister's confidence. Then he also said that it was random, and many people commented on it.

Follow Mr. Zhao?I'm afraid it's still a bit hot.

Both of them expressed casualness, Shi Huo naturally couldn't be more casual, picked a pair, and the silk and satin were uncovered.

This is a picture of a golden horse and an iron horse.

On the frontier outside the Great Wall, the flames of war raged, the soldiers drew their knives, blood stained the battlefield, and the tenderness of iron bones was sprinkled on their faces.

The general is holding a sachet, engraved with embroidered flowers belonging to women, his hands are stained with blood, but he keeps the sachet clean.

As soon as this picture came out, the time had already begun to count, a total of half an hour.

Looking at this picture, everyone present felt touched.

Some people sighed, lamenting the cruelty of war.

Some people said that in the midst of the war, the general still cared about his children.

Some people sighed, General, he is missing a beautiful woman from afar.

Prince Jing Ning looked at this picture, and thought of the phrase Jun Moxiao who was lying drunk on the battlefield, sighed slightly, looked at Lu Cheng, full of pity, "If you want to blame, it's because you stood in the wrong direction, if you want to blame, It's because you are too good."

Looking at the eye diagram, both Shi Huo and Lu Wencai started to get busy, holding a pen and paper, writing and drawing non-stop, they should be composing lyrics and music.

Unlike the two of them, Lu Cheng didn't take a pen and paper, but folded his hands on his chest, looking dazed, because he didn't need to write lyrics or draw at all. As a Maiba, he only needed to recall the playlist in his mind.

"Look, that man is stunned."

"The imperial examination is different from the practical examination. Although he is quite talented in composing poems and lyrics, but when he encounters this vocal music, it is not based on talent. It has something to do with talent."

"Indeed, personal talent, including sensitivity to vocal music, and one's own voice, have strict requirements."

"The most important thing is string music. Today, we still have to look at Mr. Zhao."

As everyone whispered, a light flashed in Lu Cheng's mind, and a song came into his mind perfectly.

However, his problem came up again, that is, this kind of music must have a melody matching, otherwise the a cappella cannot sing emotions.

Lu Cheng kept asking the inn in his mind if there was any way to lend him a band or something, but the inn ignored his inquiries.

Although it's time for the imperial examination, Lu Cheng still has to win this round, because he heard from Shi Huo that every year in the examination, the monarch will meet a request from the number one scholar, and this is also the opportunity for him to complete the task.

"Damn, he's really a bitch. As long as he's not being provoked, he'll act like he's staying out of it." Lu Cheng recalled that every time the inn asked him to attack, it was after being provoked.

etc!provocative?
An idea suddenly appeared in Lu Cheng's mind, and then he looked at Zhao Wencai with a sinister look.

Humph, it's just you.

At this time Zhao Wencai was drawing on paper.

Lu Cheng passed by.

"Hey, what are you doing! Do you still have to think about this kind of lyrics? Isn't that something that comes out of your mouth?" He was very flamboyant.

Zhao Wencai hadn't paid attention to him all the time, but now he looked like he was doing nothing and listened to him, he was a little surprised, maybe this person is also extremely powerful in Ci and music.

But soon he vetoed his own idea, because he saw Shi Huo on the other side was still carefully composing lyrics and music, he sneered in his heart, wanted to find someone to hold me back, and then another person won the first place?
With this thought, he affirmed that Lu Cheng had made no achievements in this area, so he ignored it and continued with his own business.

"Hey, are you hungry? You said that the palace exam has reached this point, and it's time for lunch soon. My stomach is growling." Lu Cheng continued to bother him there.

"Let me tell you, I didn't eat anything in the morning. There is still half an hour left. I heard that the imperial dining room in the palace is pretty good. Why don't we find something to eat?"

"Hey, but I still don't know how to get to the imperial dining room? Do you know?"

Lu Cheng could clearly see that the corners of Zhao Wencai's mouth were twitching, and the hand holding the pen was trembling slightly.

"You said what food will be eaten in the imperial dining room. I think it is average, because I run an inn myself. The food I make is definitely much more delicious than the imperial dining room. Why don't we take the test and you cooperate with me to open it. Let’s go to the inn, how about giving you a middle-grade spirit stone every day.”

Lu Cheng was nagging here, constantly stimulating Zhao Wencai's nerves. The latter didn't draw a single symbol for a long time, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He dropped the brush in his hand, "Get out! If you want to open the inn, you can go there yourself. Come on, worthless things, if you have the ability, don't play any tricks!"

"Yes." Lu Cheng chuckled, "But you really don't plan to open an inn with me?"

"roll!"

Zhao Wencai suppressed his anger, and his face was flushed. It is certain that if he was not in front of the palace at this time, he would have exploded.

Lu Cheng left with a smile and stopped provoking him, because his goal had been achieved. When Zhao Wencai said that opening an inn was useless, a voice rang in Lu Cheng's mind.

"Special offer to increase the host's sensitivity to music for half an hour."

When the voice sounded, Lu Cheng suddenly felt that there were many things in his mind. When he looked at the picture of the golden horse and the iron horse again, his fingers began to move subconsciously.

Someone fetched a guzheng, and he sat there directly and began to verify it.

"No, pick one more hand here, and kill some here."

In this way, half an hour passed quickly.

Shi Huo was the first to speak out, saying that he had already done it.

"In that case, let's get started."

Shi Huo nodded, the instrument he used was not Guzheng, but Guqin.

Guqin and Guzheng are not only different in the number of strings, but also in timbre.

Everyone held their breath and listened to the voice.

(End of this chapter)