Qi Ning's chess skills are shallow, even he doesn't know who loses and who wins the game to this point, but according to the mysterious sound, at this time, seeing the sweat on the forehead of the man in black, Yuan Ning'an lost his voice, stunned for a moment, looked at the chess game covered by the black and white twins, and wondered: "It's over?" ”

He really didn't know if this game of chess was over, but the man in black took two steps back and arched his hand: "After defeating, Your Excellency's chess skills are exquisite, unpredictable, and I admire you!" ”

Qi Ning was stunned for a while, and then felt that this matter was really a bit ridiculous. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info (.. ）

He thought that his chess skills were not the first or the second to last among all the players in the Nine Academies, but in the end, it was he, the weakest chess player, who broke this ancient game.

"The little marquis is really wise." Yuan Ning'an swept the chessboard for a moment, and finally sighed: "This is the ancient game of Qihuang Bureau, to this day, no one has cracked it, several times this game has been set up here, and it is only promised to Mr. Sanliu, see if anyone can crack the many talented people in this book meeting." ”

"Mr. Miyanagi?" Zhuo Qingyang turned his head, "The old man is talking about Liu Mosheng?" ”

Yuan Ning'an said with a smile: "Exactly, Mr. Zhuo, you have crossed paths with Mr. Sanliu, you should know something about him." ”

Zhuo Qingyang bowed slightly: "No wonder, I see that this ancient game is not trivial, it is not an ordinary endgame, it turns out to be an ancient game treasured by Liu Mosheng." ”

"These are all disciples of Mr. Miyanagi." Yuan Ning'an pointed to the four men in black, "Mr. Sanliu specially sent them to sit in the chess game. ”

The four black-clothed men stepped forward to salute in unison, and one of the black-clothed men explained: "The Qihuang Bureau treasured by the family master, several of our disciples spent a lot of time, and in the end, they still couldn't break the situation on their own. The tutor knew that the Jinghua Festival would be held this year, and on a whim, let's bring the Qihuang Bureau to the capital, and under the arrangement of Master Yuan, see if it can be cracked by the talents at the book fair. Looking at Qi Ning, he exclaimed: "I never thought that the book club was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and it was really admirable to be broken by this one." ”

Ximen said with a hateless smile: "As far as I know, Mr. Sanliu's chess skills are unpredictable, and in the whole world, only Beitang Phantom Night, one of the four masters, can compete with one of them." The ancient game he took out, a casual game, it was also extraordinary, and it was really unexpected that it could be cracked by the little marquis. Looking at Qi Ning, he said with a smile: "The little marquis is deeply hidden, but let us miscalculate." ”

Qi Ning smiled: "Actually, my chess skills are shallow, how I got to this point, even I don't know." He was telling the truth, but in the ears of the people he thought it was nothing more than a humble word.

Xiao Yao and Qin Yi were surprised and delighted, they thought that there was no hope of breaking this chess game, but they didn't want Qi Ning to kill in the air, and they really broke the chess game, but not only the two of them, at this moment the news of Qi Ning's breakthrough had spread all over the audience, and almost everyone was surprised, thinking that the chess game that the eight major academies could not crack, how could Qionglin Academy easily crack it?

Many of them didn't know where Qi Ning was sacred, and they all inquired about each other at this time, but fortunately, there were a few people among them who knew Qi Ning's identity, and passed it on one by one.

How Jinyi Hou has something to do with Qionglin Academy, many people are still at a loss, but Jinyi Hou has always been famous for his military exploits, but he doesn't want this little marquis to know the art of piano and chess.

Everyone sighed, but at this time, it was already noon, and Longchi Academy was in charge of everyone's meals, but even Longchi Academy did not have a canteen that could accommodate nearly a thousand people, so they sent people to distribute food to everyone present, all of which were two big steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

Although the lunch was a little shabby, the purpose of the crowd was not to eat and drink, and after a simple lunch, the five judges returned to continue the third competition.

In fact, after two rounds of competition, many people knew in their hearts that the current score of Qionglin Academy was definitely the first among the nine major academies.

Qi Ning's song and laughter, it can be said that it is amazing four, even if the score in the first round is not the highest, it is definitely not low, the second round is more chess skills, among the nine academies, except for Qionglin Academy to break the game, the other eight academies have all failed, according to the rules, in the second round, only Qionglin Academy has scored, and the other eight academies have not scored a point.

In such a situation, Qionglin Academy is not only absolutely in the lead, but also has a lot ahead in scores, so it is suspenseful who will win the championship in this year's Jinghua Book Club.

Since the Jinghua Book Tournament appeared, there were only four academies that could win the championship, among which Yunshan Academy won the most championships, followed by Longchi Academy.

As for Qionglin Academy, firstly, it was relatively late to participate in this event, and it was only invited to join the ranks in recent years, and secondly, because it is a women's academy, it has always been in a weak position, so over the years, Mo said that he won the championship in Qionglin Academy, even the top three have never touched the edge, and have always been regarded as a foil.

But no one expected that this year, Qionglin Academy, which had always been only used as a foil, had a lead in points after two rounds, and there was even hope of winning the championship, which surprised the other eight academies and felt that there was no luster on their faces.

After all, although the Eight Academies compete with each other, they represent the mainstream of the literary world of Da Chu, if a women's academy is pressed on the head of the Eight Academies to win the championship this time, it will undoubtedly be a huge disaster for the Eight Academies, and at this moment, the deans of the Eight Academies looked at Qi Ning's side, and most of them looked a little unkind.

Xue Danqing walked to the middle of the court again and said in a loud voice: "After two rounds, the next round is the third round." As you all know, in the third round of poetry and essays, over the years, the old Shangshu has asked questions, and each of the eight academies has sent one person to deal with it. He turned around and arched his hand to the judges: "Boss, please ask the question!" ”

Yuan Ning'an got up, groaned slightly, and said: "Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the Lantern Festival is indispensable, every year to the Lantern Festival, the streets and alleys of the capital hang lanterns, guess riddles and fill in poems, there is a lot of fun." Speaking of this, he arched his hand: "However, the first emperor collapsed, and the whole country mourned, so the lantern meeting naturally could not be held." Winter is coming, spring is coming, the old man has two questions today, and all the talents have two poems on the theme of winter and spring, which will be evaluated by the five of us and divided into high and low. ”

At this time, Xue Danqing had already ordered people to place a table in front of each of the major academies, and then put pen and ink on it, obviously asking everyone to write poems on the case.

Qi Ning's heart suddenly felt relaxed.

Jinghua Book Club, comparing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, if Qi Ning has a bottom in his heart, it is the poetry of this competition.

He was also worried that Yuan Ning'an would come up with some strange topics, but when he heard that it was about the two seasons of "spring" and "winter", he had no more pressure in his heart.

This time, he did not hesitate, knowing that no matter how good the women of Qionglin Academy were, it was impossible to write better poems than himself, after all, although there were not many poems in his mind, but just for this topic, even if he wrote twenty or thirty poems, it would be really easy.

He even felt like he was competing in poetry, a bit of a win.

The poems that I wrote down in my mind are all strange words and wonderful sentences that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and after the baptism of the years, they have survived for a long time, and they are the classics that have been handed down after eliminating countless poems.

Seeing that the eight academies had already sent people forward, Qi Ning was about to write when he suddenly realized an important problem.

In this round of poetry, the judges did not let everyone chant poems in public, but let everyone write them down with a pen, which is afraid that it is not simple, and I vaguely understand that this round is likely to take this opportunity to see how everyone's calligraphy is.

Although Qi Ning could also write a few calligraphy, he couldn't take out his hand at all, so he turned around and asked, "Among you, who has the best handwriting?" ”

Everyone immediately looked at a girl at the back, and Xiao Yao said, "Sir, Hu Qiong's words are the cleanest." ”

Qi Ning smiled and nodded, and immediately motioned for Hu Qiong to go over, Hu Qiong whispered worriedly: "Sir, I'm ..... I don't know how to do poetry. ”

"I read what you wrote." Qi Ning said softly, "You don't have to make poetry yourself. ”

Hu Qiong was relieved.

In this round, Qi Ning and Hu Qiong finally sat on the side of the desk, but they were the first to hand in the poems, Qi Ning selected one poem in his mind according to the theme of "spring" and "winter", read it softly to Hu Qiong, wrote it on the paper sent down, and then handed it in.

Qi Ning paid attention to the expressions of the judges, and saw that after they passed on their poems, everyone's expressions gave back a positive signal, and his heart suddenly relaxed, thinking that as long as he scored a good score in this round, Qionglin Academy would win the championship this time, and there should be no big problem.

After several deans of the Eight Great Academies saw that Yuan Ning'an and the others had read the poems of Qionglin Academy, they all bowed their heads slightly, knowing that something was wrong, and several deans looked at each other and exchanged glances.

After waiting for half an hour, the contestants of the eight major academies all handed in their poems, and the five judges looked at them one by one, and all scored points, and then saw several judges whispering a few words, and then Chen Xichang, who came from the meeting, got up and looked around, and then said loudly: "The results of this round of poetry have come out, and the talented people of the major academies have excellent works, which makes us very happy for the old people." After a pause, he raised his hand and picked up a piece of paper with poems written on it, "There are two poems here, written by the same person, and we all think that the artistic conception of these two poems is the most unique and far-reaching, and they are really one in a thousand wonderful words." ”

There was a sudden uproar in the four places, and they exchanged their heads and ears, discussing which academy Chen Xi often said that the poems came from.

The old dean of Yunshan Academy had already gotten up and arched his hand: "I don't know what these two poems are for?" If it's really a wonderful phrase in a thousand, I wonder if you can let me wait to see it together? ”

Chen Xi often smiled: "That's right." He smiled slightly, and then said loudly: "Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in spring and autumn." Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to be on it! Fu Xu said: "Wonderful, wonderful, brisk, the spring scene is like a painting, right in front of you, the living image is realistic, it is really a rare good poem." ”

"In just four sentences, the narrative makes people see the scene everywhere, and it is really a rare sentence." Yuan Ning'an also clapped his hands and smiled: "This is a poem with the theme of spring, Mr. Chen, and another poem, chanted together." ”

Chen Xichang bowed slightly, and then continued: "This next song is about winter. After a pause, he said: "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear." Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow! ”

Almost all of the people present were literati, and the quality of the poems could naturally be heard at once, and after reading the two poems of Chen Xichang, many people were amazed, thinking that there were really people outside the people, and this Jinghua Book Club was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and I only felt that these two poems must be from one of the eight academies.

At this time, not only did several deans look at each other, but even all the contestants who participated in the poetry competition also looked at each other, but no one looked at Qionglin Academy.

"Mr. Chen, I don't know who wrote these two poems?" Suddenly, the dean of the Dome Academy stood up and asked.

Chen Xi often looked at Yuan Ning'an, and when he saw Yuan Ning'an nodding, he smiled and said: "These two poems are from ...... Qionglin Academy! ”

As soon as these words came out, Qi Ning was naturally calm, but everyone else turned their eyes to it.

The deans of the eight major academies were all staring at Qi Ning, looking at each other, but suddenly they saw the dean of the Dome Academy clapping their hands and laughing: "Good poetry, good poetry, really good poetry." After a pause, he glanced at the dean of Yunshan Academy before he smiled and said, "This former poem is really good, but this latter poem is ......!" ”

Chen-Xi often asked, "Dean Yin, how about the latter one?" ”

Dean Yin of Yunshan Academy turned to look at Qi Ning and asked in a loud voice, "Little Marquis, these two poems are from your Qionglin Academy?" ”

"The payment has been settled, naturally from Qionglin Academy." Qi Ning saw Dean Yin's strange expression, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

"That's not right!" Dean Yin's voice was cold, and he said loudly: "The old man won't say the first poem, but this latter poem is definitely not from your Qionglin Academy, let alone the little marquis!" ”