The piano has not yet started, the piano is placed in the final test, the rules are slightly different, the chess game is over, the time is up, the chessboard is black and white, and the number of children left is clear. Unfortunately, Dacheng won here. Losing two sets in one set, what a failure!

Luo Xuejun is very familiar with the subject of this ship. Poetry that is written quickly is also good. He wasn't worried that someone would beat him this time. He saw Yang Yuanliang standing in the hall and wanted to confront him. He thinks that the prince of Taichen is crazy. It is.

However, he still observed the etiquette and bowed to the prince: "There is also a result, that the poem is hung for a while, and the battle piano has to wait for a while." "I don't know if Luo can cooperate with Yang Yuanliang and this pair now!" Speaking of Prince Yang Yuanliang, you are ready!

Yang Yuanliang was also worshipping, "Not ready yet!" The prince frowned: "Ah!" Then he said with a straight face: "Yang Yuanliang, this is about my big day face, you have to give me a little, otherwise I really want you to look good."

"I think Yang Yuanliang must have thought that the colorless head was unhappy. Lo and behold, Your Highness, we have added a little color!" The prince said, "Well, I don't know what color you want to add!"

Luo Xuejun deliberately said: "The villain doesn't dare to scold, and he asks the emperor to be the master!" The prince thought for a while: "Just block a penny, it's just happy, and blocking Bo hurts the harmony between the two countries even more!"

Luo Xuejun could only agree. Anyway, what he wants is face, not real money. After standing up, he said to Yang Yuanliang: "Since the prince has added color to him, he also asked Yuan Liangxi to educate him!"

Yang Yuanliang had no way to look at it. He had to go up and down. If he is the first pair, it is estimated that he can die for the dead. If he was right, he might just be killed by Luo Xuejun.

"Your Highness, I don't know the rules for doing the right thing. Who asks the question first, who aligns first, and how long Yang Yuanliang has no choice but to formulate a set of rules. If it's not good for him, I shouldn't have killed him today.

The prince said, "Heaven is chosen! There are nine of us, and one of us says a number, and the book over there is just looking for a book." Depending on the number of words, the last word is correct. Who's on the right behind these shoes? Yes, the half bar is limited!"

The prince's favorite thing is this match made in heaven. The other messengers listened. There's no problem with that, and there's no problem with cheating. They all rely on talent. One person had a number, and the eunuch on the other side began to flip through the book, and after choosing a word, I gave it to the nine judges.

After that, light half a stick of incense. The eunuch said loudly: "Please use the word 'willow' of this willow tree as the title and make a pair." In this case, Luo Xuejun's brain began to spin rapidly. He also knows he'll do the right thing first. This kid has an advantage.

The old eunuch didn't make a sound, and Yang Yuanliang shouted: "I have, my pair is a smoke lock pond willow!" The words fell, picked up the pen and paper, and writhed to write these five words.

These five words are not simple, but they are absolutely eternal, and they do not involve the five elements. The scenery is also Uptown. Seeing these five words, the talents and beauties around were convinced.

Luo Xuejun was in the hall, very anxious. He's already in a hurry. He knows Yang Yuanliang very well. He thought he had won the game this time. He didn't expect Yang Yuanliang to come out with these shoes. He really wanted to smoke himself. A few hit.

Yang Yuanliang looked at the burning half-column and yawned arbitrarily. He was really afraid of the devil's words. No pair of shoes is terrible in his mind.

Yang Yuanliang looked at Luo Xuejun's embarrassed expression and wrote the pen on the paper. "The host family kept the cold window lonely. After writing, he slowly walked in front of the talent, spread out the pen and ink, and said to everyone: "I can leave a gift for Luo Xuejun!"

When everyone looked at it and said nothing, its heart was happy and nodded. The prince sat on a high platform and didn't know what Yang Yuanliang was writing. He said, "Yang Yuanliang, what did you write?"

Yang Yuanliang took the inkwell and said to the prince: "I wrote a pair of inkwells, besides, these five pairs of shoes are not ordinary shoes. The adults here are talented. No one can come up now. There are no shallow foreign talents here, no one can get up, and I see the strength of Yang Yuanliang.

At this time, the old eunuch came out of the list again, and Shi Dacheng was lost here. This poem is the most beautiful of the manuscripts. Although both the book and the painting won, Yang Yuanliang couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it.

Dacheng Calligraphy and Painting is an old painter who has been engaged in calligraphy and painting for decades. Outside of a talented person, he knows the font and the pen and knows that he is casting the other side. It is quite normal to depict a foreign country with a small painting. This is also a normal snow monarch who has won a little face.

When the prince saw that his poems were missing, he asked Yang Yuanliang: "Yang Yuanliang, why don't you come to the temple to make poems, you can have good poems and boats!"

Yang Yuanliang turned his head now, and sure enough, there was a good poem. You can't always copy it. When you see the appearance of the prince, you know that it is impossible to say a few words today.

So I said, "The straw man will only have two oil poems." "The front of the temple is more important than the battle. Older people are not gifted. I didn't sigh. Of course, I don't dare to go out and scandalize others. It's just that this fast poem can't be seen. The seniors just lost the game. ”

The prince said, "You can write a quick poem, for better or worse, I just want to hear it!" The prince's words were good or bad. It is obvious that Yang Yuanliang is detaining Luo Xuejun.

Yang Yuanliang grabbed his head and thought for a while: "The poem is there, ......but you won't read it!" Yang Yuanliang said: "This is my early days. poems, not with the current landscape. ”

The prince said, "Don't fight, I'll show you!" Yang Yuanliang grabbed his head again and said to everyone: "I only talk about ugliness." If it's not good, don't laugh!"

Yang Yuanliang left a face for the talents here, and read clearly: "Huang Yuming has two Cui Liu, and there is a line of egrets in the sky." "The window is filled with Xiling Qianqiu Snow, and the door is filled with the Dongwu Wanli boat. ”

The prince was glad to hear this. He took a sip of tea at the table and ordered the eunuch: "Let me go out for a walk!" Then he asked Yang Yuanliang, "What is the name of this poem?"

Yang Yuanliang grabbed his head: "This kind of accidental sentence, I have a name in the air, it's called a quatrain!" This sentence was easy to say from Yang Yuanliang's mouth, Yang Yuanliang jumped out, and frantically pulled Luo Xuejun dozens of big mouths and was still deflated, and this poem was the winner.

A group of talented people immediately applauded, they lost the poetry, but the lump did not lose, Yang Yuanliang gave them face, Dacheng and the last piano competition were not opponents at all, and all their sustenance was pressed on the last three individuals.

"The battle is not over yet, how can there be poems hanging out, who is Yang Yuanliang?" A group of people anxiously awaiting the results of the exam stood in the open space outside the palace and saw the poem after the exam hanging outside, and then there was a name. I looked at my head and looked at it.

"Yang Yuanliang is my husband, and I am his sister!" Under the protection of many prodigal sons, Wu Lanxiang stood up and proudly explained to everyone.

At this moment, a talented man rose into the air and shouted: "Big news, big news!" The surroundings are quiet. In the light of the fire and darkness, the talented man shouted, "It was my sister who told me, it was my sister who told me." "I, Changchun is Yang Yuanliang, and he did the water adjustment!"