Feng Shaojin took the lead in letting the old man take away a bit of arrogance between his eyebrows, and after the two sides respected each other, they listened to a gong, the rice paper was spread out, and the two of them dipped their pens in ink.

The old man could see at a glance that he had already prepared, and when he picked up the pen, he fell, and the ink fainted on the rice paper.

Feng Shaojin held the brush, frowning slightly between his eyebrows, and he didn't write for a long time. Qin Yan watched the battle and looked at Feng Shaojin, remembering to scratch his ears and cheeks, and couldn't wait to rush up to replace Feng Shaojin.

Ji Xia Mo leaned lazily on the chair, twisted Jin Wuji and played a guessing game, to put it bluntly, he hid the blue jade bead that Qin Yan caught in his hand, and then asked Jin Wuji to guess which hand it was. Such a boring game, it is rare that Jin Wuji is not annoyed, and he has a lot of fun playing with Ji Xiamo.

"Ji Xia Mo!" Qin Yan secretly kicked Ji Xiamo and snatched away the jade bead, and he was about to smoke.

Ji Xia Mo glanced at Qin Yan obliquely, and slowly peeled an orange, "What's the hurry?" It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry. ”

"It's almost half a pillar of incense, and the fifth prince hasn't started writing for a long time, can I not be in a hurry?" didn't care about Ji Xia Mo comparing him to a eunuch, Qin Yan pinched his chair hand and gritted his teeth.

Ji Xiamo looked at Feng Shaojin in the ring, his brows frowned slightly, and it was just a flash in the pan before he stretched out again, so fast that people almost thought it was an illusion.

"Don't worry, the five princes are talented, both civil and military, what's so difficult about a small painting? It's just a splendid river and mountain, can it still be rare to live in our five princes? Ji Xiamo seemed to be joking, and his voice didn't feel a little bigger. A few days ago, the five princes did not still groan, and the lonely sail was far away in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River skyline was seen. can chant such majestic verses, how difficult is it not to paint a splendid river and mountain. ”

Since Feng Shaojin came to the stage, he has been entangled in how to put pen to paper, and now it is different from the past, he is facing a master who is highly respected and proficient in calligraphy and painting of Hanbo Academy, and naturally cannot be as casual as usual.

was struggling, but suddenly heard Ji Xiamo and Qin Yan joking, a lonely sail in the far shadow of the blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River skyline, which made Feng Shaojin's eyes light up, and a grand plan flashed in his mind.

Feng Shaojin doesn't think that he is so confused, if these two majestic verses come from his mouth, how can he forget jì? Glancing at Ji Xiamo, who was smiling and teasing Qin Yan not far away, Feng Shaojin shook his head and smiled, and then his face was solemn, he rolled up his sleeves, and his subordinates dropped ink without hesitation.

"Hey! It's moving! Seeing that Feng Shao was moving his pen, Qin Yan screamed, excited as if he had won the victory.

Ji Xia Mo held his forehead, not wanting to see Qin Yan's stupidity anymore, his two black eyes aimed at the seat of the hundred officials who were watching, commenting, and couldn't help but spit in his heart.

Suddenly, Ji Xiamo bumped into a pair of dark and deep eyes, which seemed to be as calm as stagnant water, but what kind of indifference and ruthlessness was contained behind this calm? Ji Xiamo didn't study psychology, so he didn't know what that turbulence was. But his keen intuition made him shudder, and he quickly looked away, and a small heart fluttered.

This person is either hiding and not getting along with each other. Either clung to your thighs and must not be an enemy.

Feng Yelan retracted her gaze, a faint coolness rose in her eyes, this little guy, afraid of himself?

was frightened once, Ji Xiamo was also a lot more obedient, and sat on the chair with two feet on his feet, and the posture of the three good students made Jin Wuji look sideways slightly.

The competition time between the two was an hour, and Ji Xiamo was drowsy and bored, so he had to think about the next three competitions in his heart, and arrange the troops.

Just when Ji Xiamo's head was about to droop under his chest, Ji Xiamo, who was startled by the sound of a gong, reflexively sat up straight, staring at the stage energetically, if it weren't for the confusion in his eyes that hadn't dissipated, he might have been deceived by him.

Feng Lingchen has been paying attention to Ji Xiamo, seeing him like this, he is funny and likes it a little more. This little guy is very popular with him, although he is stubborn, but he also knows how to advance and retreat, knows how to make trade-offs, and he is also shrewd and cute, like a kitten he once raised.

The gong fell, Feng Shaojin and the old man stopped writing at the same time, and the two of them stood sideways after saluting each other. The old man was straight and confident. Feng Shaojin stood with his hands in his hands, and the green silk spread out in the pear blossoms with the wind, with a hearty smile and no nervousness.

"The end of the game! Let's draw! The little eunuch shouted, and several eunuchs came to the stage, lifted the rice paper on the table, and walked to the edge close to Emperor Fengyuan, and the two paintings slowly unfolded.

The hundreds of officials who were watching for a while got up one after another, looked at it, and let out a low cry, and their mouths were amazed.

What the old man painted was a strange forest of strange stones, with strong green pine branches and lush greenery. The endless strange rocks stand in the clouds and mountains and mist, as if they go straight to the heavens and the earth. The clouds and mist are surging, the smoke is vast, and the dots are shocking.

Looking at the painting painted by Feng Shaojin, the water of the Yangtze River pours for thousands of miles, and the waves are magnificent, like a giant dragon roaring, which makes people fearful. The mountains and rocks on the side of the Yangtze River stand tall, standing still under the impact of the violent river. It gives people a majestic shock.

Emperor Fengyuan looked at the two paintings and nodded slightly. "You've improved a lot in this way."

Feng Shaojin smiled with his hands. "Didn't my father say a few days ago that he wanted his son to paint a picture for you? For this reason, my son has been practicing his painting skills hard recently. ”

"I just said it casually, it's rare that you still remember, you have a heart." Although Emperor Fengyuan said this, his face softened a lot.

"What do you think?" Emperor Fengyuan changed his words, and his gaze moved to the seven scholars on the side.

The seven people looked at each other, and the last one got up, first saluted, and said respectfully. "The five princes are free and uninhibited, vigorous and vigorous, and they are swept away, revealing a bold atmosphere. In contrast, Master Guan's painting method is relatively more delicate, which can be described as a wonderful brush, which makes people feel immersive. ”

"Really?" Emperor Fengyuan replied lightly, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Ji Xia Mo sent a petal of orange in his hand to Jin Wuji's mouth and arched Qin Yan's shoulder. "See? Not surprisingly, the winner of this game is the fifth prince. ”

"How do you know?" Qin Yan was puzzled.

"Do you want to bet?" Ji Xia Mo smiled with the wolf grandmother who only fooled Little Red Riding Hood.

Qin Yan glared, stretched out half of his body, and moved away from Ji Xiamo's side. "Still bet!? You didn't hurt me enough last time. ”

Thinking back to the last time in Rumeng Pavilion, Ji Xiamo touched his nose, and it was rare to feel so guilty. "Look, the emperor's son, no one dares to win."

"I am dignified in the Fengyuan Dynasty, how can I be forbidden, the five princes are vigorous and majestic, and they are more worthy of the four characters of splendid rivers and mountains." Gongsun Rui suddenly got up, his face was awe-inspiring, and he waved his big hand and pointed to Feng Shaojin's painting.

Which of the officials present was not a monkey spirit? Gongsun Rui immediately understood what he said, and he got up one after another to say, and all of his words complimented Feng Shaojin.

The old man stood aside, his face pale, but he didn't dare to refute, so he had to stand with his hands down and bury his head in silence. Although the smile on Feng Shaojin's face remained unchanged, his eyes gradually turned cold.

This competition is meaningless at this point, and the ending is naturally that the seven-sided jade is all blue, and the wind is less and victorious.

Ji Xiamo watched Feng Shaojin coming, waved his hand and smashed an orange over, and when he saw Feng Shaojin coming, he raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Eat an orange and press the fire."

"You have a heart." Feng Shao smiled slightly, but his stiff facial features were a lot more relaxed.

The second scene was about to start, and Gongsun Yue stared at Qin Yan with fire in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear Qin Yan apart. Qin Yan also glared back without showing weakness, the two of them and a wild bull, fighting with momentum, almost burst into a 'crackling' lightning in the air.

Gongsun Yue sent a slightly shorter old man to test poetry, Ji Xia Mo touched his nose, thought for a moment, and raised his head to signal Qin Yan. "You're on."

Qin Yan glared and pointed at his nose in disbelief, "You told me to go?" ”

"Or else?"

"When I was five years old, my father stuffed me with a book of poems, and I still can't read it completely, you let me fight with him, you ......"

"What nonsense, go up!" Ji Xiamo kicked Qin Yan up with a kick, and at the same time threw a silk at the same time. "Wipe your sweat when you're nervous, no thanks."

Qin Yan still wanted to die and struggle, but Jin Wuji picked up a walnut and crushed it in his hand expressionlessly. With a crisp 'click' sound, Qin Yan felt a chill in the back of his head, only to feel that the walnut that was crushed in Jin Wuji's hand at this time was the end of his head in the next moment.

Qin Yan flattened his mouth aggrievedly and walked into the ring with an unhappy expression.

Jin Wuji lightly separated the walnut pit in his hand and handed it to Ji Xiamo, Ji Xiamo ate happily, and Jin Wuji looked at it comfortably.

Feng Shaojin shook his head and smiled, and reached out and knocked Ji Xiamo's forehead. "You know how to bully people."

Qin Yan grinded into the ring at a speed comparable to that of a snail, and a few of the hundred officials present did not know the name of the Qin family's straw bale, and when they saw this, they couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh, with irony on their faces.

Gongsun Yue smiled and looked at Qin Yan with disdain. "What? There's no one over there? I want you to come out to fight! ”

"Humph! Lao Tzu came out to face you because he could afford you, and if Lao Tzu didn't kill you, he wouldn't leave a piece of armor!! Qin Yan stiffened his neck, but he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart. turned around and wanted to find some comfort from Ji Xiamo, but saw that Ji Xiamo was talking to Jin Wuji, 'you and me', where to care about him. In addition to being angry, there are more grievances in my heart.

The old man squinted at Qin Yan, and a sneer of obvious contempt came out of his nose. "So, let's get started."

It was clear that he didn't want to waste time on Qin Yan's 'straw bag', so the old man walked directly to the back of the case, spread out the rice paper, and put down the pen.

"It's spring, this garden full of pear blossoms is in full bloom, today with this pear blossom as the theme, compose a poem."

The old man threw down the pen, picked up the rice paper, and the word 'pear blossom' fell on the paper.

Qin Yan opened his mouth and nodded dryly. "Okay."

"The old man is clumsy, give a song first." The old man took two steps forward, thought for a moment, and then stepped on his beard, groaning in his mouth.

"Last night, the spring breeze was blowing in the garden, and the pink butterflies were looking for fragrance to welcome the emperor.

Tao Li Zhengyan was jealous, and he returned with the flowing water

The pear blossoms are scattered to send spring away, and the wine lies in the rain and wets the clothes.

A few sorrowful tears led to tears, and composed a song of lovesickness. ”

The old man fell, and there was a sound of harmony all around, Qin Yan stood alone in the ring, as if between thousands of troops and horses, only one person was sad, and Ji Xiamo, who looked upside down, was a little unbearable.

The old man stroked his beard, listened to the praise around him, and looked at Qin Yan with a smile, "Master Qin, it's your turn." ”

Qin Yan stood stiffly on the stage, wringing the handkerchief in his hand in embarrassment, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his palms. The sarcastic gaze around him, whether bright or dark, stabbed him like a thousand knives.

"What? Could it be that Qin Gongzi hasn't thought about it yet? Still is...... No ink in your belly? I have to say that the last sentence is bitter and mean, even Ji Xiamo's face is not very good-looking, looking at the arrogant old man on the stage, his eyes are slightly cold.

"I'm ......" Qin Yan clenched the handkerchief in his hand, stiffly trying to wipe his sweat, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a faint ink color, and was stunned.

After being stunned for a while, Qin Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Xiamo with a stunned look at the queen mother leaning on the back of the chair and pinching walnuts by Jin Wuji.

Seeing Qin Yan looking, Ji Xiamo hooked the corners of his lips, a little funny, a little angry. 'Did you finally find out?' Idiot! ’

Qin Yan retracted his gaze, and the little bit of caution that he originally wanted to admit defeat disappeared without a trace in an instant, his chin was raised, and he regained his fù like a proud big rooster.

Qin Yan opened the silk and wiped his forehead, and for a moment, he glared at the old man arrogantly. "Old man! Who said that Lao Tzu has no ink in his stomach, it's just that the weather is too hot, and Lao Tzu is suffering from heat stroke for a while! ”

"Poof!" Ji Xia Mole is happy, this kid is really bright if he gives a little sunshine.

"You!" Qin Yan's face turned blue when he was angry with an old man and an old man, but he couldn't find any vulgar words to scold back and forth, and his face suddenly turned red.

Without the slightest respect for the old and love for the young, Qin Yan snorted, put his hands behind his back, pretending to learn what the old man had just done, and circled around the old man.

"Listen up! Lao Tzu teaches you what is the real poetry! ”

"The small courtyard is empty, and the spring is deep

The heavy curtain is not rolled and the shadow is heavy

Leaning on the floor was speechless, and Yaoqin was speechless

Far away out of the mountains to urge the twilight

The breeze and rain make it light and cloudy

Pear blossom wants to thank you."

In the eerie silence, on the ring, Qin Yan put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and almost hung a tail up the mountain.

Ji Xiamo hid the smile at the corner of his mouth and got up to clap his hands. "Good! is worthy of being the little prince of Qin in the General's Mansion! The export is a chapter, seven steps into a poem, tsk~~ Just the ink in this stomach, I'm afraid that it will drown a certain old man who relies on the old and sells the old, and the stinky and shameless old man doesn't know how many miles? ”

Qin Yan put down his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Didn't he feel a bad conscience when he said this? No matter how stinky and shameless anyone is, he can compare to him.

Ji Xia Mo stroked his palms with a smile, and his smiling little face bloomed brightly. "Qin Xiaogongzi said a song of pear incense, which evoked my poetry. As the saying goes, talking about real kung fu on paper, useless is a scholar~~"

"You!" The old man pointed at Ji Xiamo tremblingly, his chest rose and fell, and he was obviously stimulated.

Ji Xiamo's face wrinkled, and he pointed at his fingers aggrievedly. "We have stupid brains, our mouths are not good, we are not as good as the five princes in terms of martial arts, and our papers are not as good as Qin Xiaogongzi, ashamed, ashamed!"

"Poof!" Feng Yu was happy, covering his mouth and laughing, his shoulders shrugged.

Feng Lingchen shook his head, seemingly disapproving of Ji Xiamo's burial, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but go straight up.

Feng Shaojin got up calmly and patted Ji Xia Mo's shoulder, "Xiao Mo, don't be presumptuous." ”

"Yes!" Ji Xia Mo squinted and smiled, turned around and bowed pitifully at the old man. "Grandpa, Xia Mo likes to tell the truth if he is a rectum, and if he offends a lot, he hopes that the old man will not be surprised."

Old...... Grandfather?

"Grandpa, you must not be Xia Mo, right? Xia Mo is still a child~~~" The two eyes blinked, blinked, blinked, not to mention how cute the bulging little bun face was. But in the eyes of the old man, I can't wait to tear him up directly.

The old man clutched his chest, breathing erratically, almost breathlessly, almost breathing back.

"Since the two have finished comparing, let's judge." The silent Feng Yelan opened his mouth to break the strange atmosphere at this time, and raised his hand to signal the seven bachelors.

The result is naturally self-evident, if the two can be compared at the beginning, but after Ji Xiamo's toss, those bachelors can't even try to cover up.

As soon as Qin Yan sat down, Feng Shaojin reached out and took away the silk in Qin Yan's hand, unfolded it and glanced at it, and sure enough, he saw rows of handwriting stained with sweat.

Feng Shaojin looked at Ji Xia Mo on the side, and the meaning of his smile was unknown. Ji Xiamo looked up at the sky and the earth to look at Jin Wuji, but he didn't look at the wind and Shaojin.

"May I ask, how did you know that he was going to be about pear blossoms?"

Ji Xia Mo smiled, pretending to pinch his fingers mysteriously. "It was a dark and windy night, I watched the sky at night, cast spells and set up arrays, only to see a star in the east flickering brightly and darkly, and suddenly secretly said in my heart that it was not good, and quickly pinched my fingers to count......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Shaojin knocked on Ji Xiamo's forehead and scolded with a smile. "Seriously."

Ji Xia Mo rubbed his forehead and muttered dissatisfiedly. "Discuss the gossip of the rivers and lakes with the heroes, and talk about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with the scholars, in ancient times, you also had this bit of urine."

"What?"

"I mean, the pear blossoms here are in full bloom, and it's so beautiful, how can it be wasted? The summary is just one sentence. Ji Xiamo snapped his fingers. Easy framing. ”

Qin Yan poured down a glass of water and glared at Ji Xiamo. "Aren't you afraid that he didn't use pear blossoms as the theme?"

"Don't be afraid." Ji Xiamo raised his head, and his arrogant little appearance made people's hearts itch. "I've got a lot of them here."

Ji Xiamo said, and a dozen unwritten silks were thrown on the table. "Swap!"

"......" Qin Yan

"......" is less windy

At the beginning of the third game, Gongsun Yue, who had already lost two in a row, had a black face like a cuttlefish, and Ji Xiamo's heart and liver were trembling when he saw it.

He really didn't mean to win, he really didn't expect Feng Shaojin to win in advance, can he scold this evil capitalism, damn the second generation of the emperor?

In the third game of chess, Ji Xiamo swallowed the last bite of walnuts, flirted the hem of his clothes, and went to the ring with a majestic spirit.

This time, the old man was a lot more polite, and arched his hand at Ji Xiamo, without the slightest ridicule on his face, Ji Xiamo nodded, and gave this old man a passing grade in his heart.

The chess game was already set, and the old man made a gesture of invitation sideways. "Eldest Master Ji, please advise."

Ji Xia Mo touched his nose, his small eyes slipped around the audience, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took two steps back, and his aggressive aura at the beginning was like a ball that was suddenly poked by someone, and he leaked air.

As soon as the little white silk was thrown away, Ji Xiamo straightened his thin chest with confidence, but his mouth opened weakly.

"I admit defeat ~~~~~"