"What? There is still a secret hidden in this couplet...?" Zhang Yi looked surprised.

"Isn't it?" The teacher in Qinglang smiled and stared at the young scholar. The scholar seemed to know nothing. He was slightly stunned, his eyes turned, and asked, "Do you dare to ask Brother Bowen, what is the mystery of this couplet?"

The scholar in the green robe smiled, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes and said, "What's the difficulty? The first couplet of this couplet is: Black is not, white is not, red is not red, and it seems like foxes, cats, wolfs and dogs, neither domestic animals, nor wild animals. If I read correctly, this couplet looks like foxes, wolfs and cats and dogs on the left, and the blue characters on the right are of a color, but not black, white, red and yellow. It implies a word "guessing"!"

"That's right! Or are you Liu Bowen's skills better?" After reminding the teacher Qingpao, Song Lian was shocked.

He laughed with his long beard and said, "Mr. Xiao is so cunning. He uses such couplets to test me better. Fortunately, I am not frivolous. I have poems in the lower couplets, lyrics, and lyrics in the Analects. They are vague about the east, west, south, and north. Although it is a short work, it is a wonderful article. The lower couplet is in the lyrics, poems in the poems, and the Analects, and it loses the east, south, and north. The four words in the Analects are in the poems next to the left. The right side loses the south, north, and north, and hides a word "mystery" that matches the upper couplet of Mr. Xiao. However, if I don't get Brother Bowen's reminder, I cannot understand it for a while. It can be seen that Brother Bowen is still superior in his knowledge!"

"The little couplet has changed a lot, interesting! It's interesting! I'm not talented and I want to ask for advice. I wonder if Mr. Xiao can show a pair of them with a look of praise?" The speaker is about fifty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a gray Confucian uniform. The flying Confucian crown is just inserted into the head with a small jade hairpin, which looks energetic and extraordinary.

The young scholar smiled and said, "It is rare for Mr. Ye to admire his face, but he is so eager to be grateful for his face. But...?"

Seeing the young scholar hesitant expression, the Mr. Ye said, "Honor, have you encountered difficulties?"

The young master said, "There is no difficulty, but the four of them are all great sages in the world. They have learned more than a thousand things in their hearts. In the lower part, I am afraid that this little bit of ink will not be worthy of carrying shoes for the four of them. So this pair is still willing to think about it!"

When the four of them heard him praise his knowledge, everyone was proud of their hearts. When they looked at each other, the Mr. Ye nodded repeatedly and said, "This is natural, this is natural! Just think about it, I am not impatient!"

"Thank you then!" The young scholar bowed slightly and glanced at the river bank. At this time, the big boat slowly sailed towards the ferry. Opposite the ferry was the Qinhuai River. The six people revisited the old place. Thinking of the six people fighting against the enemy a few days ago, a sense of pride was in my heart.

The ancient buildings on the shore, the eaves and windows leaking, carved beams and painted buildings, the boats and waves, the sounds and lights of the oars and lights, the prosperous city, the ancient sites, gardens, pleasure boats, city streets, pavilions, Confucius Temple, the platform, Wende Bridge, Shiba Street, Wuyi Lane, and Zhuque Bridge were faintly visible. The young scholar looked at it for a long time, and his frown continued to stretch out. A faint smile surged into the eyes of the pretty beauties beside him.

"East Arch, West Arch, Red Arch, Wooden Arch, East-West Bloom, Four Arch, Four Arch, Horses in front of the building." The young scholar did not look back and suddenly threw out this sentence.

"This..." Finally, the old man was shocked when he heard this, stared at Xiao Yun and said, "Young Master Xiao... is this a pair? Why is it so long...?"

The young scholar smiled proudly, turned around and stretched out his hand to pull the wrist gently. The pretty beauty moaned, and saw him pulling his wrist in front of everyone, and was happy, and his pretty face was blushing and his body was swaying.

Everyone knew the relationship between the two, so they didn't care. They thought about the couplets in front of them. Among the four, Song Lian, a scholar with green robe, had the most knowledgeable knowledge. He smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth and tried to make a solution. Zhang Yi stuck to his long beards, sometimes shook his head, sometimes frowned, sometimes murmured, as if he had a pair, but he was not very satisfied, and shook his head and sighed.

The old man named Ye saw the young scholar nodding hard, and his heart sank. The couplet seemed simple, but it was actually a mystery, and it was a rare absolute. Compared to the second couplet, it was actually extremely difficult to deal with. He thought about several pairs in his heart, but he always felt that there were many flaws in the neatness of the momentum and the setting. He couldn't help but sighed in regret and shook his head and didn't know it!"

After pondering for a long time, he talked softly, saying, "This couplet is absolutely perfect for the ages. I really can't match it... I hope Mr. Xiao will forgive me!" This person is among the four, and he is old and has a lot of talent in his heart. He saw that all three of them were fiddling with their talents vigorously in front of the young scholar. He was envious and admired in his heart. At this time, he wanted to show it, but he was speechless. In an instant, all his ambitions disappeared, and his expression was indescribable to express his feelings!"

The young scholar clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Ye doesn't have to be humble. It's not surprising that you can't match this couple. I think that I have been in China for more than 4,000 years, and there are only more than ten people who can match it?"

When the young scholar was talking, his expression was very proud, and it happened to fall into the eyes of the Qingpao Teacher. The Qingpao Teacher snorted coldly and said, "It's just a few people. Brother Xiao is so terrifying. I'm not talented. Now there is a couple who say he wants to hear it with Brother Xiao and see if it's right!" Nanzheng Street, Beizheng Street, Countyzheng Street, Fuzheng Street, North and South Prefectures, Duzheng Street, Denglong on the street."

"Oh...?" Seeing that the teacher in Qinglang was a little angry, the young man clapped the jade palm in his hand and said with a smile: "Since Brother Bowen has such a talent, let me listen!"

The Qingpao Teaching Master snorted, and his two sword eyebrows spread out on his forehead, with a serious expression. After looking at the meeting for a while, Fang said loudly: "It's right, it's so right. Brother Bowen is indeed more than Wei Zheng and Zhuge. Such a talent really makes me ashamed?" When Liu Bowen spoke, Song Lian was the first to shout. He had some wonderful matches in his heart, and was proud of himself. Suddenly, when he heard the Qingpao Teaching Master simulating, he was shocked and silently muttered. He realized that this was many times better than his own wonderful match. He was surprised and happy for a moment, and he admired sincerely.
Chapter completed!