Lu Zifei thought to himself, he deserved to be a great writer, he was really smart, he saw the situation on the scene in an instant, made use of his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, and knew that only in the field he was good at could he defeat these two children of the same age as himself.

Lu Zifei doesn't usually teach much poetry, but Mei Yaochen and Liu Yong taught a lot, although they are not particularly good, but they are not stage frightened, Shen Kuo said: "Yes, you are a guest, you start first." ”

Today, several children have become the brightest stars in Kaifeng City, and they are not the slightest nervous under the gaze, especially Su Shi, who is well known for his early wisdom and intelligence in Chengdu Mansion, and has seen many such scenes, and he is not timid.

"Brother Kuo, are you sure, there are so many people around, it's a shame to lose."

Shen Kuo said: "Looking at the appearance of the two of them, they must be confident, we can win the first game because they don't know our details, this sentence is really hard to say, sir, you know, a lot of them value these very much." ”

While they were talking, Su Shi had already begun to write, the paper and pen were sent by the good deeds on the side, and they also wanted to see the excitement, none of the four children let anyone, and it would be fun for their respective adults to appear.

"Big brother, who do you think can win?"

Fan Chunyou touched his younger brother's head and said with a smile: "Arithmetic, my father and several uncles have said that there may be no one who can be stronger than Hanzhang, and I am not surprised that his disciples inherit this, and you also know when you write poems.

A song that made countless people beat their chests, but unfortunately it was not circulated much, and I couldn't study his style in depth, these two children I have also heard of for a long time, a genius who has not been born in Shu for thousands of years, no one can teach him at the age of ten, and the tip of the needle is not good for Mai Mang. ”

Following Fan Chunyou is his third brother Fan Chunli, as the eldest, he is deeply favored by Fan Zhongyan, and he has been listening to his father talk about Lu Zifei, today he wants to hate his eldest brother to visit Lu Fu, and he stopped again when he saw the excitement on the street.

Many people wanted to get close to Su Shi to see what he wrote, but Su Zhe stood in front and didn't let outsiders disturb his brother.

"Little milk baby, don't let us all see it, are you afraid that your brother will lose!"

"That's right! Let's see, maybe we can help your brother straighten the axe, axe right? ”

Su Zhe turned a deaf ear to their voices, among his peers, he only believed in his brother's knowledge, he thought that he had just lost but he was fooled, writing poetry was different, there were many things to test, not just quick thinking.

"My brother's name is Su Shi, the personnel of Chengdu Mansion, you can inquire, inquire, and compose poems to give my brother if he has lost."

The children are so cute, in the words of the 21st century, they are fierce and fierce, and they did not scare the people who watched the excitement but made the people around them keep teasing Su Zhe, and a few bold girls also stepped forward and pinched his little face.

"I've heard of these two children, they are very powerful, and they have a great reputation around Chengdu Mansion, but I don't know if these two children who sell sweet potatoes can win."

"When you say this, I seem to have heard of it, two years ago, someone said that Chengdu Mansion had an immortal genius, who wrote poems and came casually without thinking, and the quality was not bad, and many old Confucian students were afraid that he would come to challenge."

Someone else said: "I don't care if I write poetry or not, I want to ask everyone, what is this roasted sweet potato?" ”

A Luoyang man stood up and said: "Sweet potatoes are a kind of grain, I heard that Wangbeihou brought them back from overseas, I don't know how it tastes, but it smells very fragrant." ”

"Don't say anything, they're done, see if the prodigy lives up to its name."

Shen Kuo put the brush aside and said: "My level of writing poetry is indeed average, since everyone is curious, I will offer ugliness first." ”

Wu Pan picked up the rice paper and read: "The star elm leaves are separated from the day, and the cloud powder is thousands of heavy and does not fly. Kunyu Lou is densely populated by beads, and who returns to the moon at night. This is a seven-character quatrain, written a little off-topic.

There are not many people who know the goods on the spot, although the writing is a bit problematic, but many people still give applause and encouragement, in their opinion, it is great to be able to write such a poem at this age.

Fan Chunli said to Fan Chunyou: "Big brother, how do I think it's just like that, and it's a poem for the occasion." ”

Fan Chunyou said: "Look at how old he is now, how can you be on par with your second brother, who taught you this bad problem in your eyes, I don't have high requirements, you can write a song like him, I don't care what you do in the future." ”

Fan Chunli stopped talking, thirteen or fourteen-year-old children have a strong sense of vanity, and when they see a few younger ones who are more powerful than themselves, they feel uncomfortable in their hearts, if you really want him to do it, he can't do it.

As his brother's little follower, Su Zhe is not lagging behind, seeing his brother's masterpiece, his eyes lit up, although he was young, his eyesight was not bad, he coughed, cleared his throat and read.

"My brother wrote a song, Mei Rui's new makeup Guiye Mei, Xiaolian charm out of Yaochi. The clouds turn with the singing of the green water, and the snow dances around the red silk sleeves. It's easy to hurt, and it's too late to hate it. It is a pity that there is no red cotton for the cut of poetry. Pedestrians don't go to the soul, and the Hanzhu Star Bridge still has a period. ”

Su Zhe read and read that something was wrong, he felt that his brother's illness had happened again, and as expected, there was a loud laugh around him, and there was an indescribable content in his demonic smile.

Su Xun said angrily: "This bastard thing, if you don't learn it well for a day, what kind of stuff is written." ”

Su Xun's wife is also from everyone's ladies, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, surnamed Cheng, named Rongrong, she said in an inexplicable tone: "My son is ten years old this year, you have been teaching by word and deed, don't you have responsibility as a father when he writes such words?" ”

"Madam, why did it come to me, I thought that I Su Mingyun would be clean all my life, but I didn't expect it to be ruined on this rebel, sad, lamentable."

Cheng Rongrong said: "Oh, Xianggong, what is your reputation, you tell me first." ”

A sad poem by a woman in the Qinglou ignited the atmosphere of the scene, and someone said: "I didn't expect the little brother to be young and still in my generation!" I haven't seen a talent like you for a long time since Liu Shi retired from the rivers and lakes, it seems that Liu Shi has a successor, but you have to grow up quickly, and now I am afraid that Mao has not grown up yet. ”

This benevolent brother said what everyone wanted, a childish child actually understands the heart of the Qinglou woman, if it is a little bigger, it will be repaid, isn't it Liu Qi the first and he is the second, the sister, the bubble girl has such a skill package, writing poems in hand, I have it in the world.

Lu Zifei himself laughed, Su Dacai had such a hobby since he was a child! Words are good words, no one denies them, but when they come out of a child's mouth, anyone will feel awkward.

The people on the side who were coaxing and watching the excitement shouted for Su Shi to come again, and the little fat man looked at Shen Kuo on the opposite side proudly, meaning that you still don't admit defeat What are you waiting for?

Shen Kuo looked at this little fat man speechlessly, this is too naïve! It's just that he didn't think that he himself was not as old as Su Shi?

"When composing poetry, I admit defeat with my junior brother, do you still have to compete?"

Su Xun wanted to come out to stop the play between several children, but Zhang Tao said: "Uncle, don't you think this is a good opportunity for the two younger brothers to make a name for themselves?" The other party's division commander must have also arrived, and we don't have to show our heads, so don't worry. ”

Su Shi said: "Compare! Why don't you compare, and you haven't decided the winner yet? ”

Shen Kuo felt that this little fat man was too badly beaten, and when he saw this chubby face, he wanted to go up and give him two panda eyes.

"Then I'll ask you something that everyone has seen in life, and I will meet all your conditions if you answer it, if you can't answer it, you just need to promise me one condition, and the uncles and uncles around you can also try to think about it."

Before Su Shi could speak, the people around him had already spoken, "Little brat, what you said is true, don't let us answer when the time comes, your words don't count." ”

A guard stood out from the crowd, glanced at Shen Kuo and said: "What the Hou Mansion of Wangbei said naturally counts, he is a disciple of the Hou Ye of my family, it doesn't count, you can go to the Hou Mansion to make trouble." ”

Shen Kuo said: "Everyone, you guys are fine, do you say that there are chickens or eggs in this world?" ”

"Of course, the eggs come first"

"Idiot, there must have been chickens first"

"No, chickens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens, it seems to be a dead end!"

This question was brought up by Shen Kuo when he heard Mo Xuan once tell them a story to Mo Yun, it seemed that no one knew the answer except his own master, he had a kind of blind worship of Lu Zifei, anyway, Lu Zifei could basically tell him one, two, three questions he asked, so he liked to do learning in front of his master very much.

Shen Kuo saw Su Shi thinking hard and sneered: "Little fat man, if you can't answer, I'll ask you a simpler one, why do you say it snows in this sky, and why does this snow only fall in winter, not in other seasons?" ”

Everyone is thinking, because many people know what Wangbei Hou Mansion represents, and if they can meet one condition for you, then you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

Someone said, "Little brat, do you have an answer to that question?" It's not right to have a chicken or an egg first! ”

Wu Pan snorted angrily and said: "Of course there is an answer, as long as it is a question, he will definitely have an answer, what my senior brother asks you is just the simplest, and the difficult one has not been said?" ”

There are not many wise people hidden in the crowd, and they can't think of the answers to these three questions, Lu Zifei smiled and thought, if you can answer it, it's not the same as me.

"Your name is Su Shi, you are very good, do you want to know the answers to these questions?"

Su Shi raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Shen Kuo said: "This is my master, and he taught me all these knowledges. ”

Su Shi said with a thief light in his eyes: "Think, sir, tell me!" ”

Lu Zifei shook his head with a smile and said, "That's not good, this is a family study, you have to worship me as a teacher if you want to know." ”

Su Shi was just about to agree, but Su Xun stood up and pulled his son down and said: "Wangbei Hou is polite, the dog is still young and ignorant, and I hope to understand." ”

Lu Zifei said: "It's okay, Mr. Su can go back and think about it, my words will always be valid until the Spring Festival." After speaking, he calmly left with a few disciples.