'Winding insects chirp peonies open. ’

What is this riddle about?

The crowd of onlookers racked their brains, but they still had no clue.

If it is a lantern riddle that the ancients played before, they can also get the answer through the Internet.

But these riddles are all original by the old man, and since they are original, it is natural that the correct answer cannot be found.

It can only be analyzed by talent.

But......

In terms of talent, so many young people were hung up and beaten by the old grandfather.

Seeing a group of juniors scratching their ears and cheeks, the silver-haired old man became even more proud, constantly shaking his head, and making a provocative sound.

"The winding path insects are singing and the peony is blooming, has anyone solved it?"

The old man repeated it again.

The audience was silent and speechless.

"It's so embarrassing, I'll burn my bachelor's certificate from Jinling University when I go home!"

"Don't say it, the graduation certificate burns very warm......"

"The winding path insect song peony opens, can Qin Huai's little brother guess it?"

Shang Ya turned around and asked Qin Huai, her beautiful eyes flashing with anticipation.

In her eyes, this little lantern riddle is nine times out of ten difficult to defeat Qin Huai.

"The answer to the puzzle, the rich. ”

Qin Huai was concise and replied lightly.

"Grandpa, the mystery is to be rich and strong!"

Shang Ya immediately raised her arms.

The old man, who was getting carried away, stiffened his expression, his eyes crossed the crowd in three circles, and landed on Shang Ya's handsome face, and his heart jumped.

Rich and strong.

The little girl said the answer was prosperity......

The old man panicked for a moment, but he still forced a smile and made it difficult with his mouth:

The little girl can't guess wildly, she has to tell the process of solving the puzzle, what is the order of the words, and what allusions are used...... Otherwise, it doesn't count. ”

However, Shang Ya was not stunned at all.

She has Qin Huai's little brother next to the humanoid self-walking library, what are she afraid of?

Thinking of this, Shang Ya quietly touched Qin Huai's hand:

"Little brother, tell me how to solve it?"

Qin Huai gave a detailed answer.

Shang Ya's eyes were bright, and with an expression of 'I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want' on her face, she repeated Qin Huai's words:

"The winding path is the bow, the insect song is although, the peony is rich, take a rich word, and together it is rich and strong. ”

Forehead......

Forehead......

The old man was speechless.

I don't know where to make it difficult, after all, what Shang Ya said is the standard answer.

But, I'm shameless, huh?

He coughed twice, his face was a little flushed, and held up another lantern:

"Let's just count the little girl wrong......

But that's the simplest riddle, and the next one won't be so simple! Guess it, little girl. ”

As he spoke, a small poem in block letters came into view.

Enigma: 'Let the prince be honored and drink freely. ’

The audience also came over to watch curiously, but soon they were confused.

Sure enough, it's a more difficult riddle.

It's tricky!

This is already beyond the scope of the exam, and I can't guess it even if I rack my brain.

"Ling Gong is your father's meaning, right? Your father has a noble status and can drink as he pleases...... I'm messy. ”

"I suspect I'm not really Chinese anymore. ”

"I'm afraid my Chinese identity is fake!"

"It's uneducated, it's terrible, I can't even guess a lantern riddle. ”

Alas.

What a catch.

The audience collectively sighed to themselves.

"See, Dad is uneducated, he can't even solve the riddles, you have to study hard. ”

Some parents regard themselves as negative teaching materials and educate them on the spot.

The old man raised his head comfortably.

"That little girl, can't you guess this lantern riddle?

Or is there not enough literary accumulation...... Even if one is guessed by chance, it is impossible to guess the second one. ”

Seeing that Shang Ya didn't make a sound, the silver-haired old man immediately returned with arrogance.

Shaking his head and saying cool words, an expression of hatred for iron is not steel,

The triumphant demeanor made the audience laugh.

The riddle of 'making the public respect drink freely' is definitely very difficult.

The old man was very confident, even the beautiful little girl had to be deflated.

However, Shang Ya was also unconvinced, pulling Qin Huai to stand in front of the Eight Immortals table, getting close to the silver-haired old man and the lantern riddle poems he wrote.

Winding insects chirp peony open,

Minshan travels far away and lives outside.

One righteousness and the sun and the moon,

The people are full of words.

Under the eyebrows, the heart of the field out of the ridge,

The heavens are waiting for it.

The mountains gather the eyebrows and think innocently,

Dajiangdong went to run Gaotai.

Alone by Yi Youyu's affection,

Let the public be respected and drink freely.

The west of the city wants to talk to the Marquis of Huaiyin,

Joy on the sheep and sheep to take hairpins.

Those lanterns are interspersed to make a limerick poem that can be sung into a nursery rhyme.

It's like 'Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng'.

"Little girl, guess slowly, don't worry, how about giving you ten minutes?"

The old man said defiantly.

The sound is loud and full of breath.

At first glance, it is the life of longevity, and I don't know whose old man it is.

As the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, there is such an old man's town, it is really a blessing for the ancestors.

……

"You wait, and I'll solve it for you. ”

Shang Ya waved her fists, responded heroically, and then looked back at Qin Huai.

However, Qin Huai was distracted, and his eyes fell on a little boy next to him.

The boy's clothes on the back are printed with a Taoist Taiji diagram.

Shang Ya shook Qin Huai awake - 'Wake up, this is the Olympics, I can't sleep anymore!'

However, Qin Huai still looked at the little boy intently.

He frowned, with a thoughtful look.

I always feel that I have vaguely felt a trace of inspiration from the little boy!

But......

In a noisy environment, the inspiration is too thin.

Like silk in the flames, it is fleeting and burned to ashes in an instant.

Feeling Shang Ya shaking his arm, Qin Huai retracted his thoughts, and the scene in his eyes slowly changed from the back of only a little boy to colorful, and gradually, colored lights poured in, and the noisy discussion came.

Qin Huai.

began to be overwhelmed by the world.

"Little brother, if people provoke us seriously, we have to fight well. Don't be looked down upon!"

"The answer to the lantern riddle is too simple, and someone Qin can see through it at a glance. ”

Qin Huai shook his head and said indifferently.

"Hey, young man, you're talking too rampantly! This is a lantern riddle that I spent more than ten days thinking of, how can you say that you can see through it at a glance?"

The old man quit and blew his beard and glared.

"I really saw it at a glance. ”

Qin Huai said calmly.

- I, Qin, never speak, always seek truth from facts, let alone pretend to be forced, and have always been very low-key.

"Well, since you are talking wildly, I really want to see you tell all the riddles, one by one, please!

The old man was not convinced, and bluntly asked Qin Huai to explain it again.

Just say it.

It really shouldn't be too simple.

Qin Huai sorted out his thoughts for a while, and said loudly: "The first sentence, Ling Gong is respectful and drinks: the allusion comes from Bai Juyi's poem "Fenghe Lvyetang Planting Flowers", which can be seen from the poetry that it is dedication. ”