In this way, the kid dared to ask the winner with three rounds of fighting, and won two out of three games. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info If you will also win by luck, I don't know if you dare to admit defeat? He shook his hand, and covered half of the wine glass in his hand, and when he opened it again, it turned back into a whole wine glass.

The onlookers who were far away did not notice Yi Jiang's movements, but they also took this hand into the eyes of Yang Jing, who was close at hand, and hesitated slightly.

If the teenager is too fearless, he must have something to rely on. Both intellect and intuition told him that there was something wrong with the person in front of him.

He also smiled slightly, pretending not to see Yang Jing's hesitation. "Does Yang Gongzi dare or not?"

"What qualifications do you have to fight with me?" The pride on Yang Jing's body made this sentence taste of disdain.

"How dare the kid argue with Yang Jinggongzi, the first genius in Luoyang." He also looked at the onlookers, and with his other hand, he intimately picked up a strand of Ming Xiang's hair and put it under his nose to sniff, "I'm arguing with the talents of the entire Luoyang." ”

Ming Xiang, who was in the center of the crowd, glanced at Yijiang with disgust, and buried his head shyly, revealing only his slender gooseneck.

That's his bride!

Yang Jing's expressionless face trembled slightly with anger, and he wanted to have a seizure. The little guy next to him gently tugged at his clothes, and he took a deep breath and endured it.

Everyone in Luoyang knows that Ming Xiang is the bride who exchanged marriage books with him and got married today!

The general is not in a hurry, he is sure that he will definitely take over this game, and waits for his answer leisurely.

He has already raised this game from the private relationship between men and women to the face of Luoyang talents, if Yang Jing insists on avoiding it today, it will be to put the face of the entire Yang family and Luoyang talents under his feet. If he really dares to refuse, he will spend twenty years in vain to build momentum for himself, and he will not have to think about joining the government in the future.

"Kill yourself." Whether Yang Jing is out of the maintenance of Mingxiang or the maintenance of the Yang family, it is already inevitable. "Mr. Yang Jing leads the third bureau."

"Young Master Yang is fast and fast!" Yijiang's smile is full of irony no matter how you look at it.

"The six arts of a gentleman must be left and right, and he will be good at mathematics. If you talk about the number of kings, it is none other than chess. In this first game, I asked Yang Gongzi to guide the chess game. ”

"It's just about Danzhu, but." Yang Jing is worthy of being a child of a family, if he doesn't take out the inside to observe, the demeanor and style in his bones are enough to make people admire. He adjusted after a slight gaffe.

Under the fame, Yang Jing is also the first talent in Luoyang. He also moved his heart and lowered his eyes slightly.

He borrowed a pair of Go and a pen and paper from the shopkeeper, and drew a square chessboard with a pen and a square chessboard, all of which were backside up to top of the black pieces.

"It's a chessboard. Childe can turn over all the pieces in the horizontal and vertical squares at one time. Ask Childe to turn all the pieces in the board face up, and the game will be broken. ”

"What's so hard about that?" Before Yang Jing could speak, the little guy next to him spoke up first, eager to try. He thought that this boy wanted to compete with Go, but he ended up taking out this strange thing. If you just flip the pieces, you can succeed by trying a few more times.

The little guy just wanted to step forward, and Yang Jing stepped forward.

"Slow." Yang Jing stopped the little guy and looked at the chessboard carefully, thoughtfully. "This general is willing to use the art of chess to teach Luoyang the style of talents, if I monopolize this game, it will be fun."

He said a few words to the little guy.

The little guy nodded, flashed into the lobby, set up three or four of the same chess game, and then explained something to the guards waiting at the door.

The general noticed the guards and turned away.

Oh, he really deserves to be a child of a family, he acts rigorously, responds in moderation, and even shirks and asks for help with such grace. will also smile nonchalantly, and it is not broken. "In this way, everyone has a game of chess, and we might as well have a second game."

"If you rely on these clever tricks alone, I am afraid that Mr. will not be able to convince the talents of Luoyang." Yang Jing's face was not obvious, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

There was a clear mystery to that game. The moment he saw the situation, he had already seen several ways to change in front of him, but none of them could make all the pieces face up. He was skeptical...... Since this problem is also very arrogant, the chess game is simply unsolvable.

Even if he named the problem and couldn't solve it, if he couldn't explain, he wouldn't win, and he had to block the next question.

"It seems that Yang Gongzi Ling has a suggestion?"

Sun Tzu Zeng Yun, where the method of military use, is not difficult in military battles. The first one refers to the seizure of the first opportunity. So what Yang Jing wanted to say next had already appeared in Yijiang's mind.

That is, he is a literati, who has studied the Four Books and Five Classics since childhood, and has known the poetry of the country. Wisdom and wisdom are all gathered in Haoduan, in order to contribute to the country. Since Mr. wants to compare, he should naturally compare the literary test. ”

"How do you compare the law?" Sure enough, it's this sentence, it's really nothing new. I will also think about it.

"Today is a day of great joy in Beijing. Why don't you ask your husband for a poem as a gift? Yang Jing smiled slightly, and Zhuo Ran's posture immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Childe ......" Ming Xiang raised his head sharply when he heard Yang Jing's proposal, a little panicked.

He patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her to relax.

It's despicable. Luoyang's talented man has always been good at poetry, and he actually took this as the topic. Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature, no second in martial arts, and it is difficult to say whether poetry is good or bad. But Yang Jing's family background is outstanding and famous, no matter who he chooses as a judge, he will naturally be oriented to him, and he definitely has no reason to win.

It seems that Yang Jing not only wants to win this game, but also wants to borrow Ming Xiang to return his own color. "The kid is not talented, I am willing to accept it, and at the same time borrow a treasure from Yang Gongzi to appreciate it with my wife."

will also meet Yang Jing's line of sight, and the sparks visible to the naked eye will shoot in the center of the sight of the two.

Ming Xiang bit his lip, secretly pulled Yijiang's cuffs, and grabbed her fingers, playing with them carefully, seeing that Yang Jing frowned again.

Ming Xiang knew that he had already answered, and no matter how many words he had, he had to swallow them in his stomach. She shook off Yijiang's hand, walked past Yang Jing with her head down, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the shopkeeper, and spread it out on two tables.

"Please write about it."

Yang Jing thought for a while, and then had a draft in his chest, and he wrote it when he picked up the pen. The pen walks the dragon, and even the handwriting is extraordinary. On the other hand, Yijiang was there, staring at the white paper silently in a daze, until Yang Jing put down the brush, and Yijiang began to sharpen the ink.

will also lower their eyes. "Since it is a congratulatory word, it must be made by my husband and wife together to be happy. Xiang'er, write for me. ”

"Yes." Ming Xiang stepped forward, picked up the brush and tapped the ink twice.

He will also smile faintly and groan as soon as he opens his mouth. "Marriage is destined, and the Sansheng Stone will be released."

Ming Xiang heard his hand shake, but still wrote these two lines of poetry on a blank piece of paper. Mingxiang's font is neat and beautiful, and you can know the gentleness of its owner at a glance.

But she stared at these two poems, with some sadness in her eyes, which made people feel pity at first glance.

There was a mockery on the corner of Yang Jing's mouth. Begging for mercy now? It's late!

Yijiang paused, admired Yang Jing's current expression, and then continued to read. "If you are not a stone person, why be affectionate."

Yang Jing's face changed suddenly, and he took the case.

"It's just a limerick poem, why should Yang Gongzi be excited." He also swept his gaze across Yang Jing's works on paper. Poetry is good poetry, and it is not exactly the same as one's own metaphor. "Why don't you hang it out and let everyone make a comment."

Seeing that Mingxiang put down his pen, the shopkeeper stepped forward to take the poems of the two and took them to the lobby.

Before the onlookers could read Yang Jing's poems, suddenly a group of officers and soldiers surrounded Zhaoshuilou.

Without saying a word, this group of officers and soldiers first pulled the line to block the Zhaoshui Building and dispersed the surrounding onlookers. Behind the officers and soldiers, an adult dressed in a second-class dress walked in directly, frightening the people around him to avoid their identities, and those who did not have identities immediately knelt down.

"I've seen Lord Luoyang Ling." Yang Jing has always been courteous.

"Young Master Yang, it's too late." Regardless of his identity, Lord Liu directly apologized to Yang Jing, and as soon as he turned his face, he motioned for the two officers and soldiers to go up and restrain General Yi, forcing him to kneel.

"Why don't you dare to make trouble at the time of Yang Gongzi's wedding!" Master Liu shouted.