Chapter 8 My Dad is a Servant(1/2)
Fanning first found a painting shed with the least crowded people, which was a guessing shed.
There were dozens of small wooden signs hanging on the stage, each sign was a mystery, and no one asked him to go on stage to guess the mystery.
Several scholars above were bowing their heads and pondering.
Fanning was excited and guessing riddles was his best, and he was able to guess them all.
He walked onto the stage with great enthusiasm, and saw a scholar staring at a wooden sign in a daze, so he came forward and looked.
‘Sixty days, ejaculate one word’
A very simple riddle, Fanning smiled. The scholar couldn't even guess this. Isn't this the word "friend" of a friend?
"What should I do if I guess it?" he asked the scholar next to him.
"Take it off and take it to receive the prize, guess a prize of five cents."
The scholar suddenly asked Fan Ning, "Is the little official guessed?"
Fanning smiled and took off the sign and said to him: "It's a friend!"
The scholar slapped his forehead heavily, "Yes! Isn't sixty days just two months?"
Fanning turned to another sign, ‘Give up the past grudges after saying goodbye (shot one word)’
He picked off the sign casually, and it was the word "Quick".
Look at the sign on the left again, "Guan Yunchang walks around Maicheng (shot one word)"
Fan Ning thought for a while and took off the sign. This is the word "cui".
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Fan Ning took all the fifty wooden signs in one breath, and the scholars next to him were stunned.
Fanning was a little embarrassed, and hung up another wooden sign and said with a smile: "Leave this for you, guess slowly!"
He turned around and ran to the back, seeing that the shed was an old man, he was sitting at the table, holding his cheek and dozing off.
‘Crash!’ A bunch of signs were thrown in front of him, “Brother-in-law, he’s rewarded!”
The old man was startled, looked at the pile of signs in front of him, and then looked at Fanning, "You guys have guessed it?"
"That's!"
Fanning said proudly: "I will tell you one by one, but I will be waving and walking, but the word "super"?"
"That's right! The guy guessed it."
"It's almost dusk, so I shoot a place name, but Luoyang?"
"That's right! It's Luoyang."
At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from behind, "You are too much!"
Fan Ning turned around and saw the little luoli standing behind him, holding a wooden sign in his hand, looking at him with anger on his face.
"Little sister, what's wrong?" Fanning asked with a wink.
"A big greedy and selfish bastard!"
Little luoli threw the wooden sign in his hand in front of him, stomped his feet, and rushed away angrily.
Fan Ning felt extremely happy and couldn't help laughing.
The old man understood, shook his head and said to Fanning: "You took away all the signs, and the little lady was angry."
"That's because she's too impatient."
Fanning blinked and smiled, "Are you going to die after I guess?"
"That's too!"
Fanning picked up the sign on the ground and raised his eyes, "The executioner's face is shot, and he shot his official title."
"Ha! The answer to this mystery is the prime minister, right?"
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Fanning had never been so happy. She made two hundred and fifty cents after guessing a riddle, and even let out a sigh of anger. It was so cool.
He hummed a small song and walked out from behind the colorful shed, went to the book stall to buy a shoulder-shoulder bag for ten cents.
After slapping the copper coins rustling in the bag, Fan Ning felt satisfied and turned around and walked towards another coloring shed.
It was not until this time that Fanning discovered the mystery of several colored sheds. There were golden flowers hanging on the roof of each colored shed. The smaller the number, the lower the bonus.
No wonder there is no one in the riddle shed, only a golden flower hangs on it.
There were nine golden flowers hanging on the shed on the eastmost side, with the highest bonus and a crowded place below. Fanning probably couldn't squeeze in.
At this moment, he suddenly saw the Great Sword Woman standing in front of the shed of five golden flowers, as if standing tall in a flock of chickens. The scholars were ashamed to stay away from her, and the little luoli should be inside.
Five golden flowers, don’t know what the question is?
Fan Ning rushed forward and saw two big words in the middle of the coloring booth: ‘Couplet!’
Only then did Fan Ning realize that it was a couplet shed, so he didn’t know what the lottery was.
A middle-aged scholar stood on the stage, wearing a white robe, long beards under his jaw, and a smile on his face. It seemed that he was the host or something.
The middle-aged scholar laughed and said, "Li Yanei was good just now. The willow catkins were rising because of the wind. He complained about frost towards the sycamore tree. This little lady's banana leaves drooped from the rain, so she was a little less hot. This game was won by Li Yanei."
Fan Ning saw the little luoli just now, and she was standing in front of the Big Sword Girl, with an unhappy look on her face. It turned out that she was competing with someone.
On the other side was a scholar in his twenties, dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding a folding fan in his hand. He gently pressed his palms with the folding fan, and his face was quite proud.
Fanning immediately despised him. He was a little girl of six or seven years old. You, a man, are you more proud than winning? Is it embarrassing to lose?
The host made a move and a servant walked out, holding a red-lacquered wooden plate on his hand. There were a pile of copper coins in the wooden plate, which cost about a few hundred tins of money.
"This is the first five hundred words in the second game. Congratulations to Li Yanei!"
A dozen scholars around him shouted, "This time Brother Li treats you to him!"
"It's easy to say! It's easy to say!"
The Li Yanei smiled and waved his fan lightly. A follower next to him quickly took the money over.
At this time, the little luoli said angrily: "Sister Jian, don't compete with them, let's go!"
"Huh!" Fan Ning was surprised. The little girl was speaking in Wuxian dialect, and she was actually her fellow countryman.
Little luoli turned around and saw Fanning, glaring at her eyes, "Why are you again?"
Fanning smiled and said, "The place is so big, I can't do anything about it."
Little luoli wanted to leave, but when she saw Fanning, she gambled in her heart and stopped leaving.
Li Yanei smiled and said, "Isn't the little lady leaving? Please!"
Little luoli snorted coldly, "There is no match in the third game, I don't know who will win!"
At this time, the host on the stage smiled and said, "The little lady and Li Yanei each won one game, one to one, and the third game was decided. Are you ready?"
At this time, everyone's eyes were staring at Li Yanei and this little lady.
The host said slowly: "I will send the first couplet below, please read it for both of you."
At this time, the servant walked out. He picked up a piece of characters with a bamboo pole, which read the first couplet of the third game, "Sitting at the Songshan Mountain in the evening and listening to the sound of the spring."
As soon as the first couplet came out, Li Yanei immediately lowered his head and thought hard. Seeing that Xiaoluoli's beautiful eyebrows were frowned, Fan Ning was also thinking hard, so he whispered to himself: "I remember there seems to be a poem in Hanshan Temple, what is it called?"
Little luoli's eyes lit up and he immediately said loudly: "I heard the sound of waves on the night mooring on the Maple Bridge!"
"Okay!" The host applauded and applauded, "What a night mooring on Fengqiao, the little lady in the third game has met."
Li Yanei thought for a long time but couldn't find a better second couplet. His face suddenly became very ugly.
Little Luoli won the third game, got a reward of 500 ci, and smiled on her face, and pulled the Great Sword Girl and left. When she passed by Fanning, she seemed to say to herself: "For riddles, let me forget about it."
After saying that, she left, Fan Ning laughed silently. This little luoli guy is so big that it is quite interesting.
To be continued...