"It's finally begun," exclaimed the young man standing by the window, "and the betting process is more exciting than the previous ones." ”

"This bet is exciting enough, I don't know how this bet is," the other shook his head, "if it is still the same as before, and it ends without drawing a few songs, I'm afraid this inverted lottery will be drunk to the sky." ”

"No, that is, only such a young lady who does not know the height of the sky would dare to take such a high bet," quipped one of the companions, "I wonder if this little girl will cry when the time comes." ”

Although the atmosphere in the building is warm, there are still many discussions like this.

Most adults still see this as a joke, after all, this kind of outrageous gambling often ends in a hurry, and the most lively is probably the time to place a bet.

"See, Zhu Jiu is still the same Zhu Jiu." Song Yuxue stood by the window of Tianzi Pavilion and sneered.

"Is that so?" Duan Zhiyun, whose face was stagnant, stood beside her, and she secretly glanced sideways at the brothers who were sitting and drinking behind her, her eyes were complicated.

"Of course it is." Song Yuxue gritted her teeth, "Look at her like this, and then listen to what is said around her, only a fool believes that she can win, such grandstanding, so brainless, who else can do it except Zhu Jiu?" ”

Duan Zhiyun really hadn't seen any other young lady from the family do such a thing.

The ladies she knows, how many of them can stand there on this occasion? Duan Zhiyun had this strange thought in her heart for some reason.

Duan Zhiyun looked at the figure of Zhu Luan, who was surrounded by gamblers on the high platform.

The slender, the effeminate, and the arrogant.

It looks no different than before.

But surrounded by excited shouts around her, surrounded by red-eyed gamblers stimulated by money, and carrying a bet of more than six thousand taels of silver, she looked no different than usual.

Compared to Zhu Jiu, who looked no different from usual, the handkerchief next to him now looked more abnormal.

Hearing the sound of tapping downstairs, Song Yuxue's cheeks were dizzy with excitement, and she grabbed her arm with both hands and shouted in her ear.

"It's time to start! She's going to lose! ”

Not only Song Yuxue, but at this moment, countless pairs of eyes in the Duyun Tower were cast to the center of the high platform.

Surrounded by countless sights, the master of ceremonies unhurriedly opened the large jar full of poetry sticks, stirred ten times with a sandalwood cane in his hand, and then reached in and took out a poem sign, and was about to open the recitation, when Zhu Luan, who was standing in the center, suddenly raised a hand.

"Wait a minute, I have a condition I want to add."

What's wrong with that.

Why is this little girl so ignorant of the rules, she won't be cowardly at this time, right?

The crowd of onlookers was deflated and booed.

"What's wrong?" "Don't be cowardly, right?" "That's why the little girl can't do it, it's a shame."

In the surrounding buzz, the master of ceremonies raised his hand to signal the silence around, and then looked at Zhu Luan and said softly, "This young lady, what's wrong?" According to the rules, the game cannot be cancelled after the final bet. ”

"It's not that it's canceled, but I just want to add a condition," the girl said with some embarrassment, pulling the hair on her cheeks to the back of her head, "Can you limit the scope of fighting poetry to only the poems of ten years ago?" ”

The girl's expression was calm, "I'm not very familiar with the poems within the past ten years." ”

This......

The master of ceremonies was a little confused. After all, the poems made in recent years are rarely selected into poetry collections except for very good ones, which is understandable, and the impact on the result is not great.

But it's a bit unnatural to deliberately limit it to ten years.

"Don't you think you're a little too much?" Song Xuesong said impatiently on the side, "If you're afraid, say it earlier." ”

"Hmm," Zhu Luan muttered, "I'm just in case, I don't know if there have been any good works in the past ten years." ”

The girl looked up after thinking about it, her eyes bright, "so be it," she said, "if you accept this additional condition and can't determine the poems in the next ten years, I'm willing to let you three times." ”

As soon as the words came out, there was an uproar all around.

Song Xuesong's ice cube face was about to swell and red.

Compared to the low probability of a poem appearing within ten years, the condition of letting the opponent three times is really unheard of.

This is equivalent to Song Xuesong having three chances to answer incorrectly, which is simply a certain degree of water in a casino that determines the winner or loser. It means that if she wants to win, she has to answer four times in a row when Song Xuesong can't answer.

"This little woman is really arrogant." "It's just finding fault and slapping the face of the Taiping Mountain House." Not only in the hall, but also in the upstairs box, there was a lot of noise. The arrogant young people couldn't help but make accusations.

"The ancient and modern poems are vast, how dare she assert that she must have memorized them all? Is this looking down on our Taiping Mountain House? The students of Taiping Mountain House were particularly angry, "Even though Taiping Mountain House is a college specializing in martial arts examinations, Senior Song is both virtuous and artistic, and has a family history, I don't know how strong it is to be better than this little girl!" ”

"It's too big," in the Tianzi Pavilion, Yu Sinian couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"Really?" Mu Kezhi smiled, "I think it's fair for this girl to exchange one of her own conditions for the other party to meet one of her own conditions." ”

"That being said," Yu Sinian frowned, "but even I don't dare to say that let Cedar win three times." ”

Even the poetry prodigy Yu Sinian didn't dare to promise that he would be able to do it, why did this Miss Zhu Jiu dare to say it?

"Okay," Song Xuesong on the high platform laughed angrily, looking at the corners of Zhu Luan's mouth hooked, "If you wish, limit the scope to the poems of ten years ago," the man's eyebrows were raised high, "I don't need you to let me three times, just once." ”

The corners of his originally frozen mouth showed a wanton smile that only a young man would have, "When you lose, don't regret it." ”

Zhu Luan glanced at him with some surprise, "Okay, it's a word," she replied with a smile.

The master of ceremonies exhaled and glanced at the note in his hand.

In order to avoid the difficulty of distinguishing the same name of the poem, the poem signature of Duyun Tower is marked with the date and author, so he can easily know that the poem is not within ten years.

Originally, there were only a few poems that could be widely circulated in ten years. The master of ceremonies said in his heart.

"Chen Yuzi made it in the fifteenth year of Baoguang in the previous dynasty, and he climbed Qianyun Mountain to feel four songs." He read aloud.

"The two of them have a stick of incense to think about the time, and when the thinking time is over, they need to recite the poem at the same time, and those who are late or can't recite it will lose." The master of ceremonies said carefully.

"If one party comes up with it first, you can hit the reins," he pointed to the small reels that were placed in Zhu Luan and Song Xuesong's hands respectively, and added, "At this time, if you can recite it before the other party slaps it, this side will win......."

Before he could finish speaking, a crisp reel sounded.

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