Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

But don't want to.

Sheng Changbai shook his head coldly, speaking concisely as always.

"Never."

Which means never seen it.

This thing is completely useless for scientific research, how can he work hard on this thing?

On the other hand, Mo Lan was rubbing the handkerchief.

"I've seen it many times."

"It can also solve many poems."

She usually prides herself on being both talented and emotional, so she naturally has the confidence to say such things.

But Rulan doesn't give her face anymore.

She didn't dare to bully Ming Lan recently, and all her targets were only Mo Lan.

"Fourth sister, when you say many, do you mean one many or two many?"

"you!"

Mo Lan stopped rubbing the handkerchief.

Hua Lan had no choice but to help her forehead, but as long as Ming Lan was not involved, she didn't bother to bother.

Xiaotao stood behind Minglan, and she leaned into Minglan's ear happily.

"girl."

"How much do you think the young master can solve?"

Minglan didn't pay attention at first.

But suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and quickly glanced around secretly.

This glance happened to meet Yu Yanran's eyes.

She did hear it!

Minglan didn't bother to train Xiaotao's unrestrained speech anymore, she hurriedly explained: "` 〃Young master is studying at my home..."

"Okay."

"Don't explain."

Yu Yanran looked at her amusedly.

"Do you really think I'm stupid?"

"I didn't react when I was outside."

"After sitting for so long, could it be that I still don't know why those powerful children protect you and me?"

"Nowadays in Bianjing, which family's sons of rich and powerful can have such great face?"

"You... such a big matter, I don't know anything about it!"

Minglan's face turned red.

"I do not have!"

"You listen to me explain..."

Yu Yanran smiled, and pointed to the center of the hall.

"Okay, okay, people are about to start explaining poems."

"We'll listen to your explanation after we finish listening, shall we?"

Minglan is more than just hesitant to speak.

She opened her mouth, but in the end she could only turn her head and stare at Xiaotao.

Xiaotao is very innocent.

……

In the hall, the top one.

Holding his wine glass, Zhang Fangping smiled emotionally and said, "Young students today don't know whether they are too smart or too energetic."

"At that time, we were all focused on scientific research, so we didn't have the heart to study these things."

"Uncle Yong, did you know what they were competing for from the beginning?"

Ouyang Xiu smiled and nodded.

"Not only do I know that they want to solve the Xuanji map."

"I also know their rules—"

Speaking of it.

Zeng Gong in front of the three of them had already begun to set the rules.

"Since I said it, it is better than memory and poetry skills."

"The first thing to compare is the number of poems explained."

"But under this premise, young master, you and Zizhan can only look at this picture for a quarter of an hour."

"That is to say, after a quarter of an hour, you two will rely entirely on memory."

"If you solve less, you lose."

"If you make a typo, you lose."

His words come down.

Zhang Fangping couldn't help being amazed.

"It's all based on memory?"

"Although the word 840 is not much, even if you follow it word by word, you may not be able to understand much."

"them……"

"How confident are you?"

Ouyang Xiu looked at Qi Heng and Su Shi with interest.

"I don't know the two of them."

"But Zeng Zigu, I do know."

"In the past two years, he was able to solve about [-] poems by looking at the pictures."

"Now it's hard to tell from memory..."

The students in the stands also exclaimed suddenly.

"Even if I am correct word by word, I can solve more than a hundred poems at most. How many can they solve by memorizing?"

"I can solve about two hundred poems, but I can memorize them by heart, at most dozens of poems."

"Stop arguing, and watch first."

They are all literati students. When they are free, Xuanji Tu, which tests both poetry and writing skills, is a game that students prefer.

From a certain point of view.

Xuanji Tu is a word game.

……

Su Shi got up, walked around the wine table, and walked towards the middle.

"I have no opinion."

Qi Heng got up at the same time and walked towards Xuanji Tu.

"I do not have either."

The two looked at each other and smiled, of course neither of them wanted to show weakness.

Just before looking at the picture timing.

Su Shi suddenly said again: "By the way, young master, I will not lie to you either."

"This Xuanji map is a game that my brother and my little sister have played since we were young."

"That is to say."

"It seems that I am fighting with you alone today, but I actually took advantage of it."

Qi Heng smiled and didn't say much.

"It's true."

"Brother Su, I haven't looked at Xuanji Tu for many years."

Su Shi was taken aback for a moment, but then laughed.

"it is good!"

Of course he could tell that the young master's words meant only one thing.

He didn't pay much attention to Xuanji Tu for a long time!

How arrogant!

soon.

Then a student came with a stick of incense.

The incense sticks of the Song Dynasty were used for timekeeping, such as a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, one hour, two hours, and so on.

"Timing begins!"

For an instant.

Both Qi Heng and Su Shi focused their attention on the Xuanji Picture, engrossed in it.

840 words.