"No, it's a mutually beneficial thing." Song Yao waved her hand indifferently, and now she is really not short of this thousand taels of silver.

It's just that Song Yao didn't think that he had much talent, and he didn't dare to guarantee that he could win the championship, so he thought of this method.

Unexpectedly, after the steward came out, he didn't come up with the last question, but smiled and said to the three people: "Our master has changed his mind, in this last round, please ask the three of them to come up with a riddle until someone can't answer and is eliminated, and the last one to stay on the stage is the champion of this lantern festival." ”

Although Song Yao and the others were surprised, they still responded with a smile, after all, it was the uncle who paid the gambling money.

Red Sleeves was originally on stage to accompany Song Yao, and it is rare to be able to go to this level, and he was eliminated after only two rounds of play, and he still received applause from many people.

Song Yao and the talented man of the poor family fought each other for half an hour, and in the end, Song Yao won opportunistically.

"The date location has not yet been announced, so I will write a seven-word poem." Song Yao smiled lightly and said his poetry riddles.

"This ......" The student in winter clothes hesitated for a long time, and arched his hand: "The little student is a shallow learner, and I ask my wife to teach me." ”

"Don't dare to be." Song Yao replied: "I don't know where to go, and the people here don't understand it as a meeting between people." ”

"Xiaosheng has been taught, can you ask Mrs. to tell me the whole poem and hear it below?" The poor student asked inquiringly.

"Of course." Song Yao didn't mind sharing the poems of the ancients.

Seeing this, the steward hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and prepare pen and ink for Song Niangzi." ”

Song Yao wanted to miss it again, but it was difficult to refuse, so she had to write down the Tang Dynasty poet Cui Hu's "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Every time Song Yao wrote a sentence, the poor students muttered a sentence, and they took this poem in their hearts very seriously.

The steward asked people to bring the rice paper to the front of the stage and read it aloud: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

"Xiaosheng has never read this poem, dare to ask if it was written by Song Niangzi?" The students in winter clothes asked.

"It's not." Song Yao didn't want to lie, but she couldn't tell the truth, so she had to say: "I don't remember where I heard it, I just thought the poems were catchy, so I wrote them down." ”

"Those who can compose this poem must be touched, and they must be people who have a stomach to tolerate it. It's a pity that I can't know his name below, and I don't know if I have the fate to see him in this life. The poor student sighed.

The steward stepped forward with a smile and said: "Even if this poem is not written by Song Niangzi, I can write it down after hearing someone say it once, which shows that Song Niangzi is also a person with a little grinding chest." And Song Niangzi's words, never seen in the next, and several major calligraphers are different from the calligraphy, but do not lose everyone's demeanor, dare to ask Song Niangzi can give this word to the store, in the next willing to buy with a thousand taels of gold. ”

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, thinking that when she wrote the contract before, Helian Sheng and Yun Zhongxiao had praised her, but she didn't think much about it at that time, but she didn't know that there was no thin gold body in this world at all.

A thousand taels of gold, Song Yao was also very moved when she heard it, but thinking that Helian Sheng's identity was either rich or expensive, if she sold this character with real money at this time, she would miss the opportunity to become famous, but she would be hung with a reputation of copper smell.

After thinking about it for a moment, Song Yao made a decision and said with a smile: "You are polite, it is rare for someone to appreciate it, and it is just a work of essays, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance." ”

"Scholars are like their own words, Song Niangzi can write such a thin gold body, but the old man wants to buy it with gold and silver, it is really insulting to Song Niangzi's character, and the old man has lost his word." The steward apologized to Song Yao very loudly.

Looking at the steward's smiling but meaningful eyes, Song Yao was a little distracted, and always felt that being able to come out on top today was an opportunity for someone to make a name for her.

But Song Yao didn't know the steward, and it was better to have any contact with this antique shop, and she couldn't be sure if her idea was wrong for a while.

"The shopkeeper is polite, I just agreed with this son, no matter who wins or loses, the color head belongs to this son, and the white jade lantern belongs to the dog, and I also ask the steward to announce the end of the game, so as not to wait for the child." Song Yao turned sideways, dodged the steward's salute, and said gently.

The steward slapped his head, expressed his gratitude and apologies again and again, asked people to take off the white jade lantern, respectfully handed it to Song Yao, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "Madame is so talented, why not take a few more competitions and take this opportunity to spread the good name?" ”

Song Yao paused for a moment, and even if she understood who the steward was, she smiled lightly: "It's too much, I believe that even if I don't do anything anymore, the steward will have a way to make me famous, isn't it?" ”

This time, the manager was stunned, and soon changed to a smiling face, and said approvingly: "It's the subordinates who are stupid, and what Mrs. said is very true." ”

"Thank you, steward, little woman farewell." Song Yao took the lantern, waved the lantern in his hand to Song Yuanbao, who was clapping his hands in the audience, turned around and nodded to the students in cold clothes, and then stepped off the ring with a relaxed step.

After the game just now, Song Yao believed that the person who should be present was nearby, and she was now waiting to catch the turtle in the urn and find a powerful subordinate for herself.

The people who are trained to kill people should be more ruthless, and Hong Qi's name is there, if she can really use it for herself, she will definitely attract a lot of people from the rivers and lakes to work for her, which is faster than the effect of cultivating people.

"I know that my mother is the best, and I love my mother to death." hugged Song Yao hard, Song Yuanbao immediately took the lantern and said to Yinzi: "Brother Yinzi, let's go play, see the lantern you like in a while, and let my mother help you win it back." ”

"I love that." Although Yinzi envied Song Yuanbao for his mother's favor, he did not forget his identity.

"Then let's go, I'm so happy today, I'll invite Brother Yinzi to eat something delicious later." Song Yuanbao walked ahead with a smile.

Song Yao looked at Uncle Cheng, and when he saw Uncle Cheng nodding his head slightly, he let go of his heart.

With Uncle Cheng and others protecting Song Yuanbao, she can concentrate on waiting for Hong Qi to come to the door.

As for the main owner who wanted her life, Song Yao couldn't guess who it was for a while, but Song Yao believed that sooner or later she would be able to find out about the other party's head, not to mention that someone secretly sent her a letter.

"Old man, why don't you say hello to that little boy? Haven't you been looking for a little boy for a while? The servant next to the white-bearded old man asked.

"Hmph, little guy of the white-eyed wolf, I waited for him for so long at the temple fair that day, and I didn't go, and I didn't eat food for a day." The white-bearded old man snorted angrily.

"Maybe that little boy has something to do and can't go out." The servant persuaded him.

"That's not the reason, he didn't show up for the appointment, it's his not." The old man still didn't give up.

"This ......" The servant was a little speechless, his own master had unilaterally made an appointment with other people's children, and he didn't get an accurate reply at all. The old slave saw that the little boy was a master who could eat, or we would have followed him and had a look, maybe we could encounter some interesting things. ”

"I'm either following him, or I'm just stopping by." The old man said arrogantly.

"What the lord said is that this lantern festival is celebrated by everyone, and the lord can go wherever he wants, and no one can stop him." The servant laughed.

The old man nodded, beckoned, and said, "Okay, let's follow closely, there are a lot of people here, don't crowd up." ”

The servant held back a smile, followed the old man's pace, and walked in the direction of Song Yuanbao and the others.