Daozi's sudden loud shout shook the door of the Wu Mansion, which was already quiet, and suddenly became even more silent.

Everyone looked at Daozi in shock, and said in their hearts: Could it be that this little gentleman of the Wu family can really make the next couplet?

Wang Ji, who closed his eyes and meditated on the Daozi, was even more trembling with his hands, and accidentally brushed off a few beards, and he grinned and gasped wildly.

Liu Xiucai looked at Daozi and beat the drum in his heart, he didn't believe that Daozi could come up right, after all, as Daozi's enlightenment master, as a meritorious and famous talent, he couldn't come up.

After Wu Chengen looked at Daozi's smug expression and was stunned, he vaguely looked forward to it, he felt that this nephew might really surprise everyone, he nodded and smiled at Daozi.

Gui Zixiao's eyes narrowed, and his heart suddenly brightened, and he said secretly, Good Wu Chengen, it seems that you have already informed Daozi of the next link you are facing through a special code.

Xing'er, who was hiding in the door of Wu Mansion and secretly watching, grabbed the eaves with her hand at this moment, and the frequency of her small breasts was faster: Young master, come on!

When the children saw Daozi's rampant and proud appearance, they all accused Daozi of deliberately trying to interrupt their master's train of thought and did a despicable act.

The onlookers also nodded and whispered.

"The little gentleman of the Wu family, do you think he can come up?"

"Oh yes! Wang Xiucai's Shanglian is a long couplet, and it also contains the supreme artistic conception of the four seasons, just he is a little fart child, it would be good to know a few big characters, and the couplet, a fart"

"In my opinion, it's that little gentleman who feels that he can't match it, and he doesn't let others match it."

"Reasonable, reasonable!"

…….

The crowd was restless, and the sound of talk was loud, and ninety-nine percent of the people thought that the purpose of this Daozi's babbling was to interrupt Wang Ji's train of thought, so that Wang Ji could not calm down and think about the next couplet of Daozi.

"Childe, do you think that the little young master of the Wu family can come up?" The attendant behind the handsome young man asked.

The young man watched Daozi swaggering and deliberately showing off his appearance in front of Wang Ji, pursed his lips and thought about it, and finally said: "If I didn't know that Wu Chengen was here, I would definitely think that the little gentleman wouldn't be right, but now, it's hard to say!" ”

The attendant stopped talking and looked into the field.

At this moment, Wang Ji's disciples were furious when they saw Daozi bothering their master in a grand manner, because this Daozi's behavior confirmed their previous speculation and scolding.

Daozi ignored it, or grimaced or screamed loudly, seeing that one stick of incense was burned, and the other incense was also burned for most of it, Wang Ji was sweating profusely at the moment, but whenever he thought of the key, he was frightened by Daozi's shouting.

Wang Ji's hateful teeth itched, and the children cried and begged Gui Zixiao for help, asking him to stop Daozi's despicable behavior.

Gui Zixiao said that the rules of the competition did not say that you can't shout, and it is called a grimace.

The children were speechless, they could see it now, the governor of Taicang Mansion was concerned about helping the Wu family. They had no choice but to protect their master in the center of a circle, and use their bodies to block Daozi's babbling.

Daozi was also tired of playing, so he asked Six or Seven to go back to the house and get him some popcorn, and Six or Seven had just returned home, when he saw that Xing'er had already walked out with a big paper tube of popcorn.

Daozi saw that it was Xing'er, hehe smiled, six or seven put an old chair under the stone lion, Daozi lay on it, holding popcorn to bite and eat, and Xing'er pinched Daozi's shoulder.

This look like a gentleman, the onlookers were stunned. However, they reacted quickly, and said in their hearts: The gentleman, sure enough, is the gentleman's disciple.

Daozi's second uncle Wu Chengen is an old man, and he has never doubted Daozi's nature and talent since he studied with him to adapt "Journey to the West" into a stage play. Now that Daozi is so gentlemanly, he instantly understood the intention of his nephew, and sighed in his heart that Daozi is a demon!

The handsome boy in the crowd saw Daozi and the beautiful maid lying on the old chair talking and laughing, and snorted coldly: "The gentleman is just mud, and he will never be able to support the wall."

When her attendant heard this, she glanced at her own young lady strangely, and said in her heart, what does it have to do with the fact that people can't support the wall?

Gui Zixiao's eyes showed thoughtfulness, and he quietly waited for the last stick of incense to burn.

There was still a little bit left, and the incense burned out, but Wang Ji hadn't come up with a couplet yet. There was a commotion from the crowd.

"It seems that the one that the Wu family has come up with is not good, right?"

"Yes, it's not just bad, it's just hard! You see I love the sun and the moon, the sun and the moon are the Ming characters, the Ming is our Ming Dynasty, the light is thousands of miles, what is the ten thousand miles, that is our Wanli Dynasty, long live, long live, long live that is ......"

Gui Zixiao looked at Wang Ji, who was supported by all the children, and then looked at Daozi, who was lying on the old chair and enjoying life, and said in a deep voice: "The time is almost up, I don't know if the two of you can have a downlink?" ”

When the children heard this, they got out of the way, and Wang Ji opened his eyes, and when he walked out, the crowd saw that Wang Ji was soaked all over, and they all exclaimed.

Even Daozi was slightly stunned, and said in his heart that this is not manual labor to run one thousand six, why is it still wet?

Wang Ji wiped the sweat off his forehead, tidied up his clothes, and said to Gui Zixiao that he was so talented that he couldn't think of the next couplet.

These words fell into the ears of everyone, and the onlookers were all dumbfounded.

Wang Ji, Wang Xiucai, who was born in the Wang family, one of the two kings of Taicang Mansion, couldn't come up? God, I heard you right, right?

Everyone was stunned and then exclaimed.

Listening to everyone's discussion and surprise, Wang Ji's face was ashamed. Gui Zixiao smiled and encouraged Wang Ji and said: "This Shanglian from the Wu family is too shocking and crying ghosts and gods, even if it is yourself or your cousin Mr. Fengzhou, you may not be right for a while." ”

Wang Ji's face turned a little better when he heard this, he naturally heard the deep meaning of Gui Zixiao's not saying that the Shanglian was said to be the Wu family, thinking of this, he glanced at Wu Chengen, who was seventy or eighty, and then looked at the culprit Daozi.

At this moment, the onlookers also heard what Gui Zixiao said to Wang Ji, and they exclaimed again: Gui Zixiao is the son of the great literati Gui Youguang, and he didn't come up with the next couplet, and he said that even if it is Wang Shizhen, a great sage, he can't come up for a while, oh my God, I heard it right, right? Is this union really that difficult?

In fact, this coupling is good and right, but it can't be right, because it's "big", if it reaches the emperor's ears, what will the emperor think, it turns out that I and Da Ming are so small in front of the next couplet, pull down and cut it; If it is "small", the emperor will be unhappy when he knows it, and the emperor will think that I am equal to such a humble thing in your heart, and pull it out and cut it. So the difficulty is in this place.

And this is also one of the reasons why Wang Ji thought of the lower links and finally ruled them out. He was afraid, afraid that he would accidentally be deducted by someone with a heart. Especially during the eventful period when the Wang family is now suppressed by Zhang Juzheng.