"Song Gongzi has this too?" The master of ceremonies smiled and said, "One, two, three." ”

As soon as the emcee's voice fell, the girl's soft and pleasant voice sounded, Song Xuesong was a beat slower at the beginning, fortunately, he followed up to speed up his speech, although he paused a few times halfway, and finally finished reciting it with the girl.

The recitation was finished, but compared with Zhu Luan's evenly paced chanting from beginning to end, the embarrassment could already be heard from Song Xuesong's voice.

Actually, this is normal.

The students who barely survived the third round before were all stumbling on their backs, and compared to them, Song Xuesong actually memorized very smoothly.

It's just a little unnatural compared to the sound of a girl's flowing water.

Some of the gamblers beside the high platform frowned, they had listened to so many games, and everyone had long been accustomed to the scene of students stumbling and reciting poems, but why, at this time, they felt harsh when they heard a pause in the middle.

"I didn't expect this girl to really have some skills." The young man sitting at the window turned his head and said to his companions indoors, "This back is smoother than Song Xuesong." ”

"But after all, the gambling game is won as long as it is memorized, and it is not a child's play, and it must be carefully prepared and confident if you dare to end," the older son said, "But Song Xuesong, as a student of Taiping Mountain House who specializes in martial arts, can recite such a rare poem, which is already very remarkable, which shows the depth of his usual savings." ”

"Yes, I can't memorize the literary exam," "It's worthy of the Fourth Academy of Hui, and even the academy students who specialize in the martial arts exam are so strong." The young men began to talk.

"But this little girl is not a college." In the midst of the discussion of the people, such a voice sounded.

"Let's see how the next one goes." If she could keep answering smoothly like this, no one knew what the final outcome would be.

The master of ceremonies lowered his hand deeper into the jar and found the fourth poem sign.

Everyone stared at the paper.

According to past experience, when it comes to the fourth one, there are really few students who can hold on.

"In the thirty-sixth year of the Chenghua Dynasty of the Western Liang Dynasty, he wrote "Xingxiangzi East Gate Tour" in the evening."

As soon as Zhu Luan raised her hand, a familiar voice sounded from under her hand.

The people around them looked at each other, and everyone could see the other's confusion in the eyes of the people around them.

There were fine beads of sweat dripping from the corners of Song Xuesong's forehead.

"Xingxiangzi East Gate Tour"? Where did this word come from?" There was a lot of talk.

"This poem ......" Situ Gaoyi in the Tianzi Pavilion looked at the dish and lay on the table, "Even this poem has been turned out, is the person who makes this gambling game in your family the devil?" ”

"This is a poem slip that my eldest brother personally ran to the red sleeve and finally bought." Mu Kezhi smiled, his eyes glowing with interest, "Gao Yi, you can't carry it?" ”

"I can't memorize all of this," Situ Gaoyi pouted, "I'm different from that guy," he glanced at Yu Sinian. "My specialty is ancient texts, and it's good to know the name.

"So Brother Yu, do you remember this one?"

Yu Sinian silently drank a glass of wine, glanced at Situ Gaoyi, and nodded slowly.

"It's worthy of a poetry prodigy," Mu Kezhi said with a smile, "It's really easy." ”

Are you at ease? Yu Sinian stared at the edge of the wine glass with heavy eyes, this poem actually had no name, but it was named Dongmen Tour because it was recorded in a travelogue, and the three words Dongmen Tour were noted under the travelogue.

Yes, this poem does not exist in any of the poetry collections, even if he is a lover of poetry, he stumbled upon this book at the age of thirteen, when he was called into the palace to wait for the summons, from under the low stool in the corner of the eunuch's table.

I flipped through it in boredom, saw this poem, and was shocked by the majestic and magnificent description, so I always left an impression.

He has been talking about poetry for decades, and he has never heard of this poem since then, until today.

She had just struck the reins, did that mean she knew the poem too?

"Miss Zhu has already gotten," the smile on the emcee's face did not leak, "What about Song Gongzi's side?" ”

Song Xuesong was completely confused this time, raised his head and glared at Zhu Luan and the master of ceremonies, his face changed.

The master of ceremonies turned to Zhu Luan unmoved, "In this case, Miss Zhu, I count to three, and you can start reciting." ”

No one could interrupt the master of ceremonies' words this time.

The girl's chanting voice sounded for the fourth time, and she memorized it smoothly and neatly.

"That's a good word," there was a lot of talk around, "why didn't you know this word before?" ”

The casino, which had lost its grace because of a lot of money, began to explore poetry again.

"I didn't expect to return to such an elegant atmosphere at this time." Hong Shan, who had been silent since the beginning of Wendou, said with a smile, "Although I don't know poetry as a martial artist, if this word is so good, why hasn't anyone praised it before?" ”

Everyone looked at Yu Si Nian, but Yu Si Nian raised his head and looked at Duan Lizheng at the other table with a wine glass and quietly staring out the window.

The people in the room found that Duan Lizheng had not spoken, and it was clear that except for Yu Sinian, he had the highest attainment in poetry.

"The Western Liang Dynasty is late, after the sinners of the previous dynasty," noticing everyone's gaze, Duan Lizheng smiled and said, "He has never been out of office in his life, he indulges in landscapes, and the works he left behind are only a travelogue, so he is not known to Shilin." ”

"I see." Everyone nodded.

"However, second son, you are too calm." Situ Gaoyi looked at Duan Lizheng and said with a smile, "Your eldest brother has made such a high bet, why don't you seem to pay attention to this gamble at all." ”

"I said that this little girl is different from other girls," the boy quipped, "and that's what a bamboo in her chest." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Duan Lizheng's mouth and he took a sip of wine.

"yes." He said seriously.

"Huh?"

The other sons in the room were stunned.

"There's no way she's going to lose when the number of signatures is still in the single digits," Mr. Duan said.

Because his tone was so reasonable, everyone didn't react for a while.

In the silence, Nian Huazang's voice broke the calm, "You mean that Cedar is inferior to her?" The words are so full, do you look down on our Taiping Mountain House? ”

"After all, the Taiping Mountain House is the academy of martial arts, why is it so assertive in Wendou?" Duan Lizheng said strangely, "Or is it because the opponent is a little girl?" ”

"This is ......" Nian Huazang was a little speechless.

"You, you, it's still hard to talk angry," Situ Gaoyi on the side laughed, looking at Duan Lizheng with bright eyes, "What is the relationship between this little girl and your family?" ”

"What's the relationship?" Duan Lizheng was puzzled.

"That's true," Hong Shan also laughed on the side, "Don't say it, that little girl is really a bit like this guy with a lot of indifference, and she is the same age, tell me quickly, what do you have to do with her?" ”

"Don't say that, she ......" Duan Lizheng looked helpless and wanted to continue to speak.

"All the sons are self-respecting, and my sister has a marriage contract." A cold male voice suddenly came from the other side, interrupting him.

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