Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 892
Yun Yiyi glanced at him in surprise, she only felt that Xuan Zhen was like a human figure who knew everything, as if he knew everything.

"It's just hearsay... hearsay..." Xuanzhen explained, and suddenly pointed at the high platform, "Ma'am, Guardian Shao is calling his name and entering the arena."

Looking in his direction, Shao Xiu really began to read the number plate to let people enter.

"number 18……"

Liu Han, the eldest prince of Chu State, entered the arena. The little eunuch wanted to go in, but was stopped by the servants on the stage.

"Only the contestants are allowed to enter, and the idlers wait and leave!"

The little eunuch looked anxiously at Liu Han, but saw him waving his hand, signaling him to back down, and then followed the little servant.

"Number 21..." Shao Xiunian said, seeing that no one agreed, she called out again, "Where's the person on Number 21?"

Su Ming hurriedly raised his hand: "Come here immediately!"

There were people everywhere around the stand, Yun Yiyi and others squeezed in the outer circle for a long time before coming over, finally arrived, when she and Yan Qinghe stood up, there was a commotion from below.

"How can women play? Is there no one in Dazhou?" A literati in Qiang costume frowned.

Yun Yiyi stood still slowly, and looked at Shao Xiu: "Dare to ask Protector Shao, does the Xuanji Pavilion stipulate that women cannot participate in the competition?"

"There is no such rule." Shao Xiu was a little displeased with this person whom she hadn't called for a long time. Seeing her asking so frankly, she couldn't help smiling. She herself is a woman, and she doesn't like others to talk about her status as a woman. .

"Since there is no such regulation in Xuanji Pavilion, why can't I play?" Yun Yiyi looked at the Qiang literati indifferently.

The literati of the Qiang Kingdom were caught off guard for a moment, caught sight of Yan Qinghe from the corner of his eye, and he immediately turned his gun: "Even so, how can you two compete together to bully the few with the more, that's not a gentleman's style!"

Princess Minghui covered her delicate nose: "Oh, why is this competition field so sour, Zheng Xin, who do you think is so sour?"

Zheng Xin glanced at her helplessly, followed her and said, "Princess, there is a sour scholar in front of me."

"I don't know who it is? It turns out it's Yu Mao, a well-known sarcastic scholar in the Qiang Kingdom. You're so worried, why haven't you lost all your hair yet?" Princess Minghui covered her lips and chuckled.

Everyone immediately burst into laughter.

"You...look at you...your disheveled clothes, how decent you are!" Yu Mao stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and scolded sideways.

"Oh? Are you going to educate me on behalf of my father?"

"I don't dare." Yu Mao twitched the corners of his eyes, he didn't have a brain hole, how dare he overstepped the rules.

Princess Minghui said in a high tone: "Don't you dare? I think you are very brave! I also entered the competition as a woman. Why, are you going to drive me out too? Besides, Shao Hufa has already said, You can form a team of two, aren't you a deaf person?"

Yu Mao was startled, he just wanted Yun Yiyi to end, but he didn't expect Princess Minghui to stand up suddenly, if he agreed, wouldn't it be the initiative to provoke war between the two countries?This is absolutely unbearable for him, but he shouldn't, and he is unwilling to let her participate in the competition...

He subconsciously searched for that person in the crowd, trying to get some information, but there was no sign of that person in the crowd for a long time, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Yu Mao's lips were murmured, and after a long while, he said: "I made a mistake, please calm down the princess."

Princess Minghui snorted coldly, and without waiting for Shao Xiu to call her number, she sat in seat No. 22 on her own, and Zheng Xin sat down with her.

"Yiyi, let's go." Yan Qinghe said softly.

Only then did Yun Yiyi look back, she did not expect Princess Minghui of the Western Regions to speak for her, this was beyond her expectation.

Yun Yiyi followed Yan Qinghe to the seat next to Princess Minghui and sat down. She thought for a while, then turned her head to look at Princess Minghui: "Thank you just now, princess, and please forgive me for anything inappropriate before."

Princess Minghui raised her chin: "It's not because of you that I said this, so stop being sentimental."

Yun Yiyi looked at her with a smile, and said kindly: "If it weren't for the princess's act of righteousness, I'm afraid I would have to waste more words."

"Even if I didn't make a move, I think you can handle it. I just ignore the sour Confucianism." Princess Minghui's expression eased.

Yun Yiyi's eyes fell on her attire, and she probably understood what she meant. She must have been slandered by these literati for her revealing attire.

"You don't need to look at Ben Gong with this kind of eyes, Ben Gong doesn't care for sympathy." Feeling the other party's eyes glued to her body, Princess Minghui laughed mockingly.

"I'm not sympathetic, just appreciative."

Yun Yiyi shook her head, and said sincerely: "The princess is very beautiful dressed like this."

Princess Minghui raised her eyelids, as if she was touched, she hummed and turned her head away.

Yun Yiyi thought she couldn't speak anymore, but she said in a low voice: "Do you know? You are the second person to praise me like this."

"Who was the first one?"

"The first..."

Minghui fell into deep thought and did not continue speaking.

On the high platform, Shao Xiu looked around, and her voice came into everyone's ears through her true energy: "The personnel are all here, from now on, no whispering, the competition is a time for incense sticks, after finishing writing, consciously step down and leave playing field."

Yun Yiyi has a feeling of going back to the modern college entrance examination, the only difference is that the college entrance examination is indoors, and the competition is outdoors, plus Shao Xiu, there are four people in the four corners monitoring everyone's actions, and there are crowds watching under the high stage Common people, it is more stressful than the college entrance examination.

Don't talk about cheating, even if you move, someone will be watching closely.

But in such a tense atmosphere, Yun Yiyi suddenly felt a strange feeling, which calmed her original state of mind.

Soon, the test questions were distributed.

Once you start answering questions, no one speaks, and the surroundings are quiet.

This time the test was about poetry and poetry, Yun Yiyi looked down at the test questions, and a flash of shock flashed in her eyes.

Could it be that she is dazzled?How come I see this topic here?

Yun Yiyi rubbed her eyes vigorously, but the handwriting on the rice paper was still clearly visible: Enlightenment of the past, please answer the sentence.

She looked down again: The peacock flies to the southeast, please answer the sentence.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, this is nothing more than poetry and songs, it is clearly for people to recite silently.

Yun Yiyi looked up at the crowd, some wrote furiously, some stopped to think, and some became dizzy when they saw the title, and almost fell asleep on the table.

Yun Yiyi subconsciously looked at Yan Qinghe, and saw that he was studying ink with a pale face, and when she saw her looking over, Yan Qinghe returned a puzzled look.

Yun Yiyi sighed, picked up the writing brush placed next to her, and dipped it in the ink. She paused for a moment in her mind, moving the brush like a god.

Almost glanced at the question, and immediately wrote down the answer, so fast that there was no time to think about it.

Yan Qinghe was amazed. When he was studying ink just now, he also read the topic. Some of the words were so profound that even he had to think carefully before he could write, but Yun Yiyi's speed was obviously beyond his imagination.

Yun Yiyi held her breath, and rushed the words and phrases in her mind onto the paper and ink like ducks. She never thought that in ancient times, she could still experience the feeling of the college entrance examination, which was a little funny and a little speechless.

When she heard Yan Qinghe talk about Ji Xuan's business ideas, she guessed whether the other party might be a modern person, but after all, she had never met a fellow countryman, and she just had that idea.

The idea of ​​those number plates is more closely related to modern signage, but she is still not completely sure, knowing the emergence of these words, in this dynasty, there are no such lines, except for modern people, she does not know how to explain these details.

But these things can only be known by seeing Ji Xuan himself.

Maybe he still knows about the so-called mission, which is the most important thing for Yun Yiyi, she has to ask.

After finishing writing, Yun Yiyi checked it again, and after confirming that it was correct, she led Yan Qinghe down.

The people who were still thinking about it opened their mouths wide in shock when they saw this scene.

This is only half a stick of incense less time!
Is it finished so soon?

Not only the people on the stage were surprised, but also the people under the fence.

"It's finished so soon? It can't be written in vain! I think many people still have a big blank!"

"You're just writing nonsense! You can't, it doesn't mean others can't!" Su Ming waited for the two to come down from the audience, and then he heard something like this. Pull up the collar to say hello.

"Su Ming."

Yun Yiyi yelled, and Su Ming hurriedly pushed through the crowd and came over.

"Madam, how is the writing?" Chen Ci asked curiously.

Yun Yiyi gave him a reassuring look: "No problem."

As soon as Chunying heard her say this, she quickly said, "I knew Madam would be fine."

Someone in the crowd heard this and sneered slightly: "This game is not over yet, so I started to tout it, don't take it easy, be careful to flash your tongue!"

"What did you say? Say it again!" Su Ming raised the knife at his waist.

The man took a step back in fear: "Tch, didn't you just say a word, this makes you red-eyed!"

"Su Ming." Yan Qinghe said calmly, "Let's go back to the inn."

Su Ming glared at the man and followed.

Yun Yiyi glanced around but didn't see Xuan Zhen, so she couldn't help asking: "Why didn't I see Mr. Xuan?"

"Oh, he said he was not feeling well, he seemed to have returned to the inn." Su Ming patted his head.

Yun Yiyi nodded.

Yan Qinghe suddenly caught a glimpse of the cyan figure in the crowd, he quickly looked up, and the figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

He frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

"Qinghe, what's the matter?" Yun Yiyi pinched his cool fingertips.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm too tired."

Yan Qinghe held her hand firmly and smiled faintly.

"Persist for a while, and we'll arrive at the inn." Yun Yiyi thought he had a heat stroke, so he hurriedly told Su Ming to call for a carriage.

"I'm fine." Yan Qinghe pressed her hand, signaling her to rest assured.

Yun Yiyi worriedly tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of her hand, and put down her hand when she found it wasn't hot.

The competition was held in the open air, and the temperature in Huaicheng was higher than that in Beijing. She was worried that it was normal for Yan Qinghe to suffer from heat stroke. Even though he looked normal, Yun Yiyi did not dare to take it lightly.

A group of people rode in a carriage and arrived at the inn soon.

As soon as he entered the store, he saw Xuan Zhen laying out a table of food on the right side of the store, and when he saw them coming in, Xuan Zhen smiled and said: "I guess it's almost time, so I'll order the food first, you guys came just in time .”

Su Ming wasn't very hungry at first, but when he saw a table of delicious food, his stomach started to growl. He said awkwardly, "I'm not actually hungry, do you believe it?"

Yun Yiyi laughed: "Then there will be Mr. Laoxuan."

As she spoke, she led Yan Qinghe to a seat, and the group sat down one after another.

Just as Su Ming picked up his chopsticks and wanted to pick a piece of braised pork, Yan Qinghe said calmly: "How did Mr. Xuan know that we will come back at this time?"

Su Ming paused, looked at the crowd, as if feeling the dignified atmosphere, everyone put down their chopsticks one by one.

Chunying even pressed the saber on her waist, ready to draw her sword to face each other at any time.

(End of this chapter)