Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

The examiner glanced and said the first sentence: "The time limit is ten breaths, and the answer must not be modified."

Nangong Jingnv looked at the blank piece of paper in the examiner's hand, a flash of aura! The answer turned out to be the name of Gong Yan who was next to the second sister.

As the words fell, half of the people wrote the answer on the paper, and most of them were still thinking hard.

Nangong Jingnv looked nervously at Qi Dingshenxian but hadn't written yet, anxious to rush to the stage to write the answer for her.

After three breaths, half wrote the answer.

Most of the five people who breathed after writing wrote the answer, Qi Yan glanced downstage, as if searching for something.

After eight breaths, even a clueless person wrote his own answer, and Qi Yan also moved his pen.

"Time is up! The answer is a Chinese medicinal material: Bai Ye. It is easy to miscalculate different words with the same pronunciation. Please leave the wrong officer to step down and fight again next year."

The crowd suddenly realized that some people praised the wonderfulness of this lantern riddle, and some people thought that **** was incomprehensible.

Half of dozens of people left with hate, and Huantai became empty in time.

Seeing that Qi Yan answered correctly, Nangong Jingnv smiled happily.

The examiner lifted the red silk covered on the tray with neatly hanging copper coins.

"Congratulations, all the guest officials can take the bonus of the first level and leave, and they can continue to break through the level. The bounty for the next level is Wen Yin one or two."

Half of the more than forty people left came to the table, and each took a hoist of money and left the platform.

Through this piece of white paper, they have learned the deep inside story of listening to Yulou. The first level is just a small test, and the extent after which is not difficult to imagine. Although there is not much hanging money, it is enough to eat at a roadside stall.

Besides, it was exchanged for a penny, and leaving was the wise choice.

In a blink of an eye, there were only more than twenty people left on the platform. Several people saw so many people leaving, and slowly moved out of the team, went to the table and took the bounty and left.

The middle-aged man next to Nangong Jing's girl said again, "Have you seen the little boy? This is the first level, and there are more people on the stage than in previous years."

The examiner's eyes glanced at the twenty-one people on the stage, and he said loudly, "Are there anybody for the bounty?"

No one was deprived.

The old man raised his right hand: "Please go to the next battle."

Twenty-one people stepped up to the second level.

The guys sent charcoal and paper again. The second team of examiners personally opened the long box on the table. The two guys took out two scrolls from the inside and raised their hands to release their hands.

The scroll unfolded, and the words of Long Fei and Feng Wu came into view, and it was actually a couplet.

The Shanghai Alliance is: black is not, white is not, and red and yellow are not; it is as if they are not domestic animals or beasts.

The second line is: there are also poems, words, and the Analects of Confucius.

The examiner held his hand up and said, "Fifteen breaths in a limited time, start."

There was a commotion in the audience: "It's too difficult? Not even the scope?"

"If you don't give a range, you should explain the mystery of a few words?"

"Who wrote this word? It's a masterpiece!"

Those who got off the ring with copper coins saw the pair of lantern riddles, and they were all grateful for their decision.

Listening to Yulou really deserves its reputation! This is just the second level!

Even the Nangong Jingnv was stumped. The two pairs were not split, nor were they crushed. The examiner didn't even give a clue, even if they revealed a few words ...

After ten breaths, only one person raised the pen, but not Qi Yan.

A scholar who is about the same age as Qi Yan saw him confidently after writing the answer on the paper and stood with his hands on his face, with a smile on his face.

Nangong Jingnu bit her lip and looked at Qi Yan nervously.

When the examiner started counting down, Qi Yan moved ...

"Time is up! The mystery is the word 'guessing riddle'. It is easy to miscalculate different words with the same pronunciation. Please answer the wrong guest from the ring."

The audience on the stage suddenly realized, wasn't it a 'guessing riddle'?

Black is n’t, white is n’t, red and yellow are n’t; it ’s like a jackal cat and dog, neither a domestic animal nor a wild animal.

There are also poems, words, and the Analects of Confucius. They are vague about the east, the south, and the north.

"That's great!"

"Is this too difficult?"

"What's the matter? You can't answer it, are there four people on the stage?"

The examiner nodded after checking the answers of the four people: "Congratulations, the four guest officers can take the bonus of this level and leave, and they can continue to break through the level. The bounty for the next level is twelve.

As soon as the words fell, two of them hurried to the table, each took a bounty, arched a hand to the examiner, and walked off the ring.

At the end of the second stage, only Qi Yan and Shi Cai were left on the stage.

The man aligned his hands with Yan Yan: "Xiaotai has a good knowledge, in Xiagufeng, Jizhou people, small print spring tree."

Qi Yan's heart moved: Gu Feng? Could it be the third place in Jiufu this autumn?

"Brother Chunshu is ridiculous."

Gu Feng was displeased, and he reported the name and the other word, but the other party didn't respond, obviously he looked down on himself!

He snorted immediately and raised his hand: "This brother invited me."

Qi Yan also raised his hand: "Brother Chunshu, please."

Gu Feng was also very polite. When he reached Qi Yan, the two went to the third meeting.

The audience on the stage said excitedly: "Two people have reached the third round this year! Maybe they can get a hundred and twenty grains of silver!"

"I see it is possible."

"Maybe? People in Beijing know how difficult it is to listen to Yulou's last two!"

"That is to say, did someone break into the third team last year, and was not defeated in the end?"

...

The examiner saw that two people had broken into him this year, and scratched his beard: "The two boys are very knowledgeable."

Qi Yan bowed down and said, "The old gentleman is too good."

Gu Feng also arched his hand and said, "Dare to be."

The examiner also said, "This third team must not only get the answer, but also how to solve the problem. Do the two boys understand?"

They both said in unison: "I see."

The examiner clapped his hands. The two guys joined hands to hold a long box and unrolled the scroll inside. After a short period of silence, the crowd stirred up a stir again.

"this is……"

"what is this?"

"My God, it's just a lantern riddle. Listen to Yulou's battle?"

Nangong Jingnv looked at the scroll in the man's hands, her pupils shrank, and she whispered, "Founress Cao'e Tablet? Takumoto ..."

The middle-aged man aside asked curiously, "Little boy knows this post?"

Nangong Jingnu nodded, and said, "I've been lucky enough to see it once." The true story is in Princess Gong's House!

This piece of post is called "Filial Daughter Cao's Monument". According to legend, a filial daughter called Cao E during the Eastern Han Dynasty. Because of her filial piety, the local people wrote articles for her monument. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Yan traveled and heard the story of Cao E. He was deeply moved to write down the inscription and attach it to eight characters to evaluate it for future generations.

This post written by Cai Yan is hidden in the palace. I remember her father Huang coughed a lot when she was ten years old. When she saw that the boiling effect of syrup in Sydney was used in a miscellaneous book, she picked the pears in Weiyang herself. The palace set up a small furnace, and with the help of Chuntao and Qiuju, boiled a bowl of pear syrup and passed it to the father. The father drank it with great consequences, and gave himself the true story of Cai Yong ...

Although it is not surprising that the top-up version of "Fei Xiao Cao Tablet" appeared to the people, Jingang Nangong really couldn't think of any mystery hidden here.

The examiner groaned for a moment and said, "The old man is brave enough to make a case today, and the mystery is hidden in this post. The answer is four words ... a time limit."

Who knows, as soon as the voice fell, Feng Feng stepped forward: "No need, the students already have the answer." After turning, he turned to Qi Yan.

Nangong Jingnian's heart tightened and she looked at Qi Yan intently. Seeing the latter looking down and thinking, he raised his head and said, "The students also have the answer."

This step down completely fry the pan and talked about it.

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd was quiet. With full of doubts and expectations, the two on the stage ...

Gu Feng ticked off the corner: "So, let me explain the answer below, this guy will explain. How?"

Faced with the provocative gaze of the other party, Qi Yan smiled indifferently: "Quan listens to the arrangement of the old man."

The examiner nodded: "If you want to get an answer to this question, it is necessary to break the question. If the two sons have no objection, it is not impossible."

Gu Feng chuckled and said aloud, "Great words."

The examiner Mulu admired: "The son answered well."

The audience on the stage exclaimed, and then set their sights on Qi Yan's body, wanting to hear how this mystery came to be.

Gu Feng made a gesture of "Please, this buddy, please."

Qi Yan bowed his head first, paying respectfully to the examiner, and then turned around and gave a gift to the audience.

The two on the stage were similar in age, and they broke through the third stage together and got the answer at the same time.

But compared to Gu Feng's sharp edge, the gentle face of Wen Runli can make people feel better. Even the Nangong Jingnv can not help but raise her chin proudly, and said: Even if the talented and proud person is excusable, but the talented person who can restrain self-defense is the most valuable! What's so great about Gu Feng? Qi Yan is still "two yuan and one flower"!

Humph.

Qi Yanjie said: "Students are not talented, and I had the pleasure of seeing this monument during the study tour. The name of this monument is" Cao'e Monument ". Cao E was a filial daughter during the Eastern Han Dynasty. Cai Dong, a post-Eastern Han, wrote this monument. Come down and name it "Fei Xiao Cao's Tablet". Mr. Cai Yan left a note of "Young Lady of Yellow Silk, Grandson Jiu Jiu". The mystery of this question is hidden in these eight words, which is a wonderful demolition. lantern riddles."

The examiner scratched his beard and said, "Yes."

The audience yelled, "What are the mysteries hidden in these eight words, let me explain!"

"Young lady of yellow silk, grandson Jiu Jiu. How did you break it down into" excellent words ", please tell me?"

"That's right."

"Let's listen and listen!"

Qi Yan turned to look at the examiner, seeing that the other nodded and promised, he arched his hand to the audience: "So the students would be brave enough to dismantle one or two."

"Yellow silk is a kind of colored silk. It takes the radical name of" silk "and is combined with" color "to form the word" absolute ". The" young woman "is the" girl "and the word" miao ". Grandson As a son of a woman, the unity of 'women' is the word "good". "是" is a mashed **** and garlic, and "齑 齑" is a container for smashing **** and garlic. The word is combined in one place as the word "ci". Therefore, the yellow silk child, grandson Jiu Jiu, the eight words are broken down into: "Excellent words."

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