Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 895 Show
Princess Minghui didn't know how she stepped down from the stage, she just felt her head buzzing and felt a pain of being hit.

"Princess, how are you?" Zheng Xin saw that her expression was a bit uncomfortable, so she hurried up to meet her.

Princess Minghui said sullenly: "Don't mention it."

She glanced at Yun Yiyi sadly, her charming eyes were full of accusations.

She began to regret reading it. If she didn't read it, she could still deceive herself in her heart. After reading it, she suddenly felt that what she wrote was a piece of shit.

Zheng Xin didn't know why, seeing that she didn't want to talk, she shut up.

Time slipped away bit by bit, and after a quarter of an hour, everyone had finished reading Yun Yiyi's answers.

Compared with the righteous indignation before, he is much quieter now.

The words are ugly, but there is no problem with the correct lines. Why do people complain about this?Even if her handwriting is ugly, but it is not better than calligraphy than poetry, what can they do?
Everyone was like fish off the shore, lifeless and sleepy.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yu Mao waved his hands again and again: "It's impossible! She must be cheating! Yes! She must be cheating! Otherwise, how could a woman come up with such a poem?"

He didn't take her seriously at first, she was just a woman, the man said not to let her compete, he thought it was just a matter of chance, so he agreed.

But now it's different, this woman actually has a talent that surpasses him!
How does this work!
He didn't believe it and couldn't believe it!Must be cheating!

"During the competition, everyone is in front of the public, and everyone is staring at him. How can he cheat?" Yan Qinghe's dislike for him was expressed directly in his eyebrows.

He glanced at Yu Mao coldly: "Just now, since my wife's answers have been shown, in order to prove her innocence, it is better to disclose everyone's answers and check them one by one to show fairness."

He spoke neither fast nor slow, calm and methodical.

Before Xuanji Pavilion released Yun Yiyi's test questions to prove her innocence, but now, since there are doubts, let everyone understand it.

Right or wrong, good or bad, it's all on the table.

Yu Mao originally thought that Yun Yiyi cheated to get a high score, but seeing Yan Qinghe being so righteous, he was suddenly a little uncertain, and he hesitated for a while when faced with Yan Qinghe's proposal.

Seeing him dodging his eyes, Yan Qinghe sneered slightly: "You are not worried that your answers will be ridiculed after being seen, are you? Don't worry, we are all qualified people, and we will not express mockery of you bluntly." , you don’t have to be afraid that you won’t be able to compare yourself.”

Yu Mao was so angry that his blood was surging, he pointed at Yan Qinghe and scolded angrily: "Zhuzi is arrogant! Then according to what you said, Shao Hufa, why not let the contestants answer the questions publicly!"

Shao Xiu raised her eyebrows and looked at everyone: "What objections do you have?"

Everyone hurriedly said: "Shao Hufa, you should make it public for everyone to see."

Shao Xiu looked at Lu Miao and Lu Na, and nodded.

The two knew each other. Before Shao Xiu asked them to take everyone's answers, they guessed what the other was thinking.

They had also read Yun Yiyi's answers, and immediately went to look through the answers in the pavilion. After they were sure that they hadn't been stolen, they believed that the other party was the predestined person that the pavilion owner said.

At that time, Shao Xiu guessed that the announcement of the results of the competition would cause fluctuations, and some people would definitely question it, so when they took the answers, they asked them to take everyone's answers.

Lu Miao and Lu Na ordered people to put several desks together to form a large desk, and put the contestants' answers one by one on it.

"Guardian Shao, it's done." After finishing, Lu Miao and Lu Na said to Shao Xiu.

Shao Xiu nodded and looked at everyone: "Go and check to see if there are similar answers."

Yu Mao walked in front, and the first table was filled with answers from the finalists. He flipped through them one by one, no... no... still no...

He browsed at a slower and slower speed, trying to find a similar verse, but no matter how careful he was, none of the answers were similar to Yun Yiyi's.

His movements became more and more stiff, and his expression became more solemn.

How could it not be?
Yu Mao didn't believe it. After reading the answers of the finalists, he went to the next table and went through the answers of the non-finalists.

However, these people's answers were either blank or filled with typos and omissions. They rarely had a complete line of poetry, and even if there were answers, the lines were different from Yun Yiyi's.

He suddenly collapsed and sat on the ground, covered in cold sweat. He still couldn't figure out why he couldn't find any trace of cheating.

"Oh, whose answer is this, let me see..." Just when he was in a trance, Su Ming said in a loud voice: "What is this word called? Let me think about it, yes, it seems to be called Yu Mau!"

When his name was called suddenly, Yu Mao looked over subconsciously, and saw Su Ming holding an answer sheet, and he looked at everyone seriously: "I think you all haven't seen the knowledge of the master, so I'll give you a reading..."

When Yu Mao heard this, his brain felt as if he had been punched hard, and he was dizzy.

He didn't know where the strength came from, so he got up suddenly and ran to snatch the answer in Su Ming's hand: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

Su Ming was taller than him, and when he raised his long hand, he threw the answer far away and landed on Xuan Zhen's feet impartially.

Yu Mao hurried over, he knew what he wrote.

If there was no Yun Yiyi Zhuyu in front of him, his poems would be good, but in comparison, they seem a bit flashy.

And these things must never be seen by people.

Xuan Zhen bent down, raised his finger to answer the question, he glanced at it casually, and threw it to Yu Mao who was galloping over, his narrow and long eyes were a little picky: "All the poems are filled out, it can be seen that the effort has been put in, Although the words are gorgeous and exquisite, they lack restraint and depth, and three of them are obviously forced responses. If you don’t have such thoughts, why bother yourself?”

His voice was neither high nor low, with a hint of sloppyness.

After hearing this, Yu Mao had only one thought in his mind, it's over!It's over!
What Xuanzhen said hits the nail on the head. He has always pursued neat and gorgeous words and sentences. His teacher once said that his content is empty, but what can he do?In-depth content has always been disliked by the Wenda family.

The pursuit of gorgeous words has always been the preference of literati.

Since he praised himself as a great Confucianist, he naturally couldn't fall short in this aspect. Therefore, he once pursued exquisiteness, but forgot the connotation.

When he suddenly wakes up, it will be too late.

The ingenuity of the early years has long been obliterated, and what is left is singing the wind and mourning the autumn.

What does he say, and what can he do?
It is even more embarrassing to be exposed now.

The people around him obviously didn't speak, but he felt as if everyone was laughing at him.

He covered his face and fled in defeat.

Princess Minghui stared blankly at Xuan Zhen, who had a plain complexion, and was slightly absent-minded.

Xuanzhen realized his slip of the tongue, ignored the prying eyes around him, and stood there quietly, as if nothing had happened.

"Big brother can't see it, you still have some tricks." Su Ming chuckled and punched him in the chest.

Xuan Zhen felt the pain and covered his chest.

Princess Minghui subconsciously took a step forward.

Zheng Xin looked at her suspiciously: "Princess?"

Princess Minghui retracted her feet, tightened her palms, and tried to calm herself down.

"I'm fine." After a few seconds, her mood had eased.

Shao Xiu looked at the already calm competition field, stood up, and said sonorously: "As you can see, the Xuanji Pavilion did not cover up anyone. In view of this, this law protector specially stipulates that cheaters will be directly disqualified from the competition and arrested. If you find a cheater, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver."

"Good!" Everyone cheered loudly.

Because of such a incident, Shao Xiu prepared to start the competition after burning incense, and she ordered people to clean up the competition field.

Princess Minghui walked to the awning built by Yun Yiyi and sat on the small wooden bench before, she seemed to inadvertently ask: "Mrs. Yan, I just read the poem you filled out, it is exquisite, who did you learn from?"

Yun Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't answer what the Chinese teacher taught her.

Xuan Zhen poured a cup of tea on his own, and said: "I heard that Mrs. Yan is very talented in literature, I think Mrs. Yan is not far behind..."

Yun Yiyi glanced at him silently and gratefully, she was worried that she couldn't find an excuse.

"Master Xuan is right. My husband taught me this well. It is all thanks to him that he won the first place in this competition." Yun Yiyi looked at Yan Qinghe, her face not blushing and her heart beating.

Yan Qinghe smiled lowly, his wife just knows how to throw blame.

"Master Yan is really talented!" Princess Minghui gave him a look of admiration.

Yan Qinghe calmly accepted Princess Minghui's adoring eyes, and said lightly: "Princess reads more books, so naturally she can do it."

"Unfortunately, the person who taught me to read is no longer here..." Princess Minghui didn't know what to think, her expression was slightly sad, she almost whispered these words, as if she was speaking to herself.

"Master Xuan, your tea is full!" Chunying glanced at the absent-minded Xuanzhen, and reminded dissatisfiedly.

Xuan Zhen lowered his eyes, only then did he see that the tea in the cup was overflowing, he stood up quickly to prevent his clothes from getting wet with the tea.

He was about to take out the handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe off the water on the wooden table, when his fingers touched the intricate pattern, he paused, then retracted his hand.

Yan Qinghe glanced at him, then looked at Chunying: "Do you have a clean handkerchief?"

Chunying nodded, went back to the carriage and took out one.

"Master Xuan, what were you thinking just now? So preoccupied?"

Xuan Zhen took the handkerchief, slowly wiped the tea that soaked the edge, and said, "I'm hungry, I'm thinking about when I can eat."

Chen Ci was speechless: "How long has it been since you came out? Are you a pig? Can you eat this?"

Princess Minghui froze, and unconsciously moved her fingertips.

Xuan Zhen stopped twisting the handkerchief, and then smiled casually: "Aren't I very hungry?"

Yun Yiyi looked at Chunying, and asked Chunying softly: "Is there food in the car?"

"Mrs. Hui, we came out in a hurry, so we didn't bring these with us." Chunying shook her head, just now when she went to get the handkerchief, she took a look at it.

Seeing this, Xuan Zhen hurriedly said: "Don't bother, ma'am, I'm not very hungry either."

"I still have some pastries here, if you don't mind, let's have a taste." Princess Minghui took out a piece of pastry from her sleeve and handed it to Xuanzhen.

Xuan Zhen hesitated for a while, but didn't answer.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Zheng Xin thought he was disgusted, and frowned: "Go ahead, this is our princess' favorite pastry, don't be ignorant!"

"Thank you, princess." Xuan Zhen's back was stiff, and he took the pastry from her hand, and when he accidentally touched it, his body trembled.

Princess Minghui's expression changed, and she withdrew her hand suddenly, as if being scalded by something.

Yan Qinghe glanced at the two of them without any trace, and instinctively told him that there was something strange between them.

Xuan Zhen swallowed the pastry in small mouthfuls, in fact, it was his favorite pastry.

Su Ming glanced at it from a distance, then turned to Yun Yiyi and said, "Madam, my lord, the arena is ready, we can enter."

(End of this chapter)