"I'm here to try it... I don't believe it anymore. Isn't it just a pair? Isn't it more difficult than reciting poems and paintings, and making suggestions?" Seeing the teacher's face full of pride, sitting upright on the right, a light blue robe, wide sleeves and large collars, and a long black beard floating to his chest. When the river breeze blew, it felt a bit like a fairy-like trait.

The old man smacked his lips and drank the wine in the tabletop glass in one go. He said to the handsome young man: "Mr. Xiao, I will try it too, but I will not believe it anymore. I can't even poke the thousands of troops, but I can't deal with just one pair!"

"Haha... Mr. Zhang really wants to give it a try?" The handsome young man turned his face and looked at the pretty beauty beside him. The beauty looked at him looking at him in front of everyone. Her pretty face turned red and she quickly returned a look. She immediately lowered her eyes, and her twisted expression was so touching!

The handsome scholar looked at the woman beside him and became obsessed. After a long time, he smiled and said, "Although the couplet is small, it may not be true, is the poem?"

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Xiao just said that?" The old man surnamed Zhang was brushing his long beard and his face was full of nonchalance.

The young scholar looked at the beauty beside him, his two sword eyebrows slightly condensed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although the pretty beauty lowered her eyes, she never left him from the corner of her eyes. Seeing his eyebrows slightly, the smile on her lips revealed, the pretty woman's heart jumped and murmured: "He has it!"

Sure enough, I heard the young scholar laughing and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm not here, there is a ready-made couple,

The person in front of you is the person in front of you! Very good!”

As soon as the words came out, the pretty beauty was slightly stunned, and then accompanied by a gentle "ah", her pretty face turned slightly red, and her eyes were filled with smiles, and she was indescribably charming.

"The person in front of me is the person in front of me?" The old man surnamed Zhang muttered a few words, and two willow leaves frowned. He thought for a while. The condensed eyebrows made people feel a little distressed. He was stunned for a while and said softly: "Young Master Xiao... This... is this a pair..."

The young scholar raised his eyebrows, turned his head and smiled at the pretty beauty beside him, and said with a smile: "Isn't that so? Why can't Mr. Zhang meet it?"

"Hmph...Who said I can't match it...I'm Mr. Zhejiang East Fourth...? I've never seen a couple before, so I just asked casually..." He said as he blew up, and the long beard under his forehead trembled slightly with his tone. The green robe teacher and the two behind him both laughed loudly when they saw him like this.

The scholar named Zhang suddenly turned red in his face, and he glared at the teacher in the green robe, and then glared at the young scholar again, with his expression like an angry child. The pretty beauty looked at his age and so innocent. She gently raised her jade finger and put it on her lips and smiled. This smile was like a bay of spring water, and it instantly caused a ripple on the young scholar.

The pretty beauty was smiling happily. She suddenly saw someone peeking at her. She was shocked, her delicate body trembled, and her face turned red. When she looked at the young scholar, she immediately let out a sigh, her eyebrows and eyes, and glanced at the scholar slightly. This glance seemed angry and angry, and only made the scholar feel in his heart.

"Looking back, a smile makes you look charming, and the pink and beautiful six palaces are not colored."

Just as the two of them were flirting with each other, the old man named Zhang thought hard and pondered for a long time before he shook his head and sighed. This little pair is absolutely absolute, it's a pity...?"

The teacher in Qinglang heard the teacher curiously, laughed and said, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you met me Zhang Yi?" The old man named Zhang Yi shook his head and got old for a while, laughed loudly, and looked very proud.

"Is that right, Brother Zhang?" The old man behind the teacher in the green robe asked anxiously. The man had a round face, fair skin, and a rich face. He looked at Zhang Yi happily.

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked very unsatisfied, as if his words were something others could not think of. He seemed to be confident in his heart while he was slacking off.

"I think of the right thing, let me hear it!" The young scholar stared at the pretty beautiful breasts, then quietly turned his face and licked his cracked lips, and said with a smile.

Zhang Yi gently brushed the long beard under his forehead, laughed and said, "The sun at the bottom of the water is the sun in the sky! How about it?"

"It's so right... It's absolutely absolutely..." Before the young scholar could comment, the teacher sitting next to him took the lead in slapping the Eight Immortals table and praised it.

"Well... it's really good... The sun at the bottom of the water is for the person in front of you, and the sun at the sky is opposite to the person in front of you. This pair seems simple, but it really contains mystery. It's really a rare good match. Brother Zhang is so talented?" The old man behind the teacher in the green robe shook his head and made a big comment.

"Haha... I'm showing off my ugly things... In terms of talent, looking at the world, except Brother Bowen, who is your opponent to Song Qianxi?" Zhang Yi received praise from his old friend and glanced at the green-robed teacher proudly.

The teacher Qinglong Leigh Teaching Smiling, he didn't care.

"Oh, Brother Zhang's words are different. The sea of ​​knowledge is endless. I am just a grain of millet in the sea of ​​books. Besides, there is heaven beyond the sky and there are people outside. How dare we claim to be great? "Song Qianxi sighed and turned his head to look at the two close friends around him. Recalling the couplets of the two, he couldn't help but feel curious, and said to himself: "In terms of talent, in addition to the lack of astronomy, calendar, military tactics and yin and yang than Liu Bowen, poetry, songs, music, calligraphy, painting, geography, art, numerology, square skills, and the old man's sayings do not want to give up. If you don't show your skills today, you can see it. If you don't show your skills, you will be seen clearly by Mr. Xiao. If you go to Yingtian this time, you will be talented. Maybe this pair will be one of them. If you don't let me go, you will be matched with me!"

After making up his mind, Song Lian smiled, walked up to Xiao Yun and bowed to make a series, and said with a smile: "I'm interesting to hear, and I want to give it a try. I wonder if Mr. Xiao can give another pair?"

"Mr. Song is so happy, how dare I not follow me!" After saying that, he rolled his eyes and began to think about the couple.

Everyone saw that his brows were tight, but they did not dare to disturb him. They sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master and waited patiently. Only the pretty woman looked at him, lingering on the handsome face of the young scholar, sometimes smiling faintly, sometimes frowning, sometimes blushing, sometimes blushing. I don’t know how long I looked at this, but suddenly the handsome scholar retracted his eyes from the distance, slapped his right hand gently on his thigh, and said aloud: "Mr. Song, listen, this is the first couplet; black is not white, white is not red, and even yellow is not, and it seems like a fox, cat, wolf and dog, neither domestic animals, nor wild animals. How dare you ask Mr. Song's second couplet?"

"Ah, is this the right one? It's so strange..." Zhang Yi muttered silently, thought for a while, shook his head and sighed, and said to Xiao Yun.

The green-robed teacher raised his eyebrows and calculated something with his hands. Soon a smile between his eyebrows dispersed faintly.

The young scholar saw it and muttered in his heart: "Okay, Liu Bowen, isn't that rare for you?"

When the teacher in Qinglang saw the young scholar's appearance, he seemed to see through his thoughts. The purple bamboo in his hand turned slightly twice, as if expressing protest.

The young scholar was startled and hurriedly suppressed his thoughts of greeting the other ancestors. He turned his head with a blushing face and stared at the pretty beauty's breasts.

The pretty beauty turned her eyes and saw the young scholar's fiery eyes. Her pretty face became hot. She boldly responded to him while no one was paying attention. This glance only made the young scholar's heart beat when he saw it. She stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips, as if she had taken action.

The pretty beauty was startled, blushed and hurriedly took two steps back, turning her graceful figure. The young scholar purred and swallowed his saliva and withdrew his radiant gaze.

At this moment, Song Lian heard aloud saying: "I have poems, lyrics, and in the Analects of Confucius. I have vague aspects of the east, west, south and north. Although it is a short work, it is a wonderful article. It's so good!"

"Okay, okay, okay! It's so good..." The young scholar applauded repeatedly, his voice spoke very sincerely, showing his heartfeltness.

"Brother Song is very neat, but I see, this pair shouldn't be like this, right? If I guess correctly, Mr. Xiao's couplet contains two words? I wonder if it's right?" The teacher in the green robe narrowed his eyes and looked at the young scholar with a smile. The smug look in his eyes was obvious!

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When Kou Zhun was in office in the Secretariat, he once wrote a first couplet: "The sun at the bottom of the water is the sun above the sky." Many people failed to match it. However, Yang Yi came up with a second couplet: "The person in front of him is the person in front of him." Everyone exclaimed, and they all thought it was wonderful and good.

I don’t know who wrote a couplet on the wall of the Bachelor’s College: “Li Yangsheng refers to Li Shu as his surname, and he knows it.” This couplet has been left there for a long time and no one can match it. When Yang Yi was a bachelor’s college student, he actually came up with the second couplet: “Ma Yuan died, and he wrapped his body in horse leather, and he died after all.”
Chapter completed!