Yuan Yi's moon-white robe was decorated with gold threads, carefully outlining a perfect python shape, and the belt inlaid with royal green jade further highlighted his nobility.

And Yuan Yi's handsome face has a smile like a spring breeze, and a faint bookish atmosphere, which makes people can't help but feel good.

Bai Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out abruptly, and the whole person looked lazy like an old man in the twilight.

It seemed to stand up casually, and Bai Luo stepped forward slowly.

In the middle of the hall, pen, ink, paper and inkstone have already been prepared, and Bai Luo chuckled, lifted the pen, and wrote the words.

Wangjiang Tower, Wangjiang Flow, Wangjiang Tower, Wangjiang Tower, Wangjiang Tower, Jianglou Eternal, Jiangliu Eternal;

Printing the moon well, printing the moon shadow, printing the moon shadow in the printing moon well, the moon well for ten thousand years, the moon shadow for ten thousand years.

After writing, Bai Luo casually threw the paper to the eunuch waiting on the side and continued to write.

The hook is old, the hook is the test, the old test is the child, and the child is old;

One person is big, two people are the sky, the sky is great, and the favor is greater than the sky.

Couplets, also known as couplets or pairs, pay attention to the neatness of the battle and the coordination of the even.

And for the couplet, Bai Luo can be said to be cheating, in the memory of several lifetimes, he has too much knowledge, and on the contrary, these two couplets, Bai Luo has seen.

Although he doesn't understand what the specific background of this world is, if someone wants to rob him of the rising sun, he absolutely can't bear it, and what he wants to do is not just a couplet.

The eunuch presented Bai Luo's two couplets to the emperor, the emperor's frowning brows relaxed, and there was a hint of a smile between his eyebrows, and under the emperor's instructions, the eunuch handed Bai Luo's couplet to Yuan Yi.

Looking at the handwriting on the paper, Yuan Yi was silent, and the young man behind Yuan Yi couldn't help but step forward, and when he saw the simple four lines of handwriting, the sarcastic smile on his face finally disappeared, replaced by a terrifying whiteness.

The couplets began to circulate among the ministers, and the young talents were red and did not dare to raise their heads, while some of the old scholars looked at Bai Luo and nodded with satisfaction.

The young man looked at Bai Luo, his eyes were a little unwilling, "I was literate at the age of three, and I began to study hard day and night at the age of five, worshipping the famous teachers of Nanyue, and now I have read thousands of books, and I want to travel thousands of miles, I don't know...... Where is the brother's apprenticeship? ”

Bai Luo smiled in his eyes and said softly, "I haven't read a book. ”

A touch of humiliation flashed on the young man's face, "Brother Tai doesn't want to tell me, so let's put it bluntly, why lie to deceive a three-year-old child." ”

The smile on Bai Luo's face was still lazy, and he was a little underwhelmed, "I really haven't read a book, and the people of the capital know it." ”

Looking at the young man's red-faced appearance, a minister finally stood up on the side of Da Zhou, "Chu Shizi has been stupid for sixteen years, and he only recovered before a month, and he really hasn't read a book, and he doesn't mean to deceive." ”

The young man clasped his hands to his chest, a little sullen, and turned out to be a fool, and made the couplet he had been meditating on.

Bai Luo threw away the brush, and the pitch-black ink soaked a large piece of white paper, making the corners of everyone's eyes twitch, he was a scholar, so he couldn't stand Bai Luo's practice of practicing ink treasures.

It's just that at this moment, everyone can only endure it.

Bai Luo stepped forward and looked at the young man, "It just so happens that I also have a couplet here, and I want to ask for advice." ”

The young man took a deep breath, "Please speak." ”

Bai Luo opened his mouth and gently spit out five words, "Smoke lock pond willow ......"

This couplet can be described as an absolute through the ages, although there are only five simple words, but even if Bailuo has experienced many modern worlds, no one can make the couplet publicly.

Structurally, the five characters use the five elements as the side, and the artistic conception depicts a quiet pond, surrounded by green willows and shrouded in smoke, so it is too difficult to come up with a poem that matches the five elements and the artistic conception.

What's more, these five words are two, four, or five.

The answer is naturally yes, but compared to Shanglian, it is not satisfactory.

For example: Fengrong Haiyan Autumn, Fengcomb Town Sand and so on.

And for those rusty range hoods, Shenzhen teppanyaki, and Bancheng pot wine...... and so on, which are a bit of a joke.

Bai Luo didn't believe that in just a stick of incense, a young man could come up with a lower couplet with five elements and a good artistic conception.

Sure enough, the young man's face became more and more pale, and as time passed, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and when a stick of incense burned out, the young man spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.

Bai Luo shook his head and sighed, "It's so fragile......"

Everyone: "......"

Bai Luo paced towards the old man, with a bright smile on his face.

Today there are pheasants and rabbits in the same cage, there are thirty-five heads on the top, and there are ninety-four feet under it.

The famous chickens and rabbits in the same cage, Bai Luo didn't understand how the old man came up with it, this problem is simply put, there are several chickens and rabbits in the same cage, counting from above, there are 35 heads, counting from below, there are 94 feet, ask how many chickens and rabbits are in the cage?

This problem can be easily solved using a one-dimensional equation, but for people in this era, arithmetic is too backward, and it is difficult to solve this problem in a short time except for old pedants who have studied all their lives.

And Da Zhou is more important than counting.

One hundred steamed buns and one hundred monks, three big monks are more indisputable, three small monks are divided into one, and how many small monks are each?

The question is, there are 100 monks who eat 100 steamed buns, the big monks eat three each, the three small monks eat one, and how many monks are there each of the big and small monks?

It can also be easily solved using a one-dimensional equation.

Bai Luo didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Old man, how are you doing?" ”

The old man frowned slightly, "What do you mean?" ”

"Oh, I'm afraid I'll solve the problem in a while, you will vomit blood and coma like the person just now, the young man is full of blood, it doesn't matter if you vomit some blood, you are different, maybe you won't wake up......"

Everyone's eyes widened, Chu Shizi wanted to make people angry!

The old man gasped violently, "Don't worry about it, the old man is in good health!" ”

"Oh, that's good."

Bai Luo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said directly, "There are 12 rabbits and 23 chickens." ”

"There are 25 big monks and 75 small monks."

After speaking, Bai Luo sighed to himself, "Such a simple question is not worth thinking about!" ”

The old man's face was full of disbelief, he clearly saw that Bai Luo had been eating just now, and he had never calculated it on paper, how did he get the answer so quickly?

"You...... How did you do that? ”

"You want to know?"

"Yes, please advise."

"I won't tell you."

Old man: "......"

"Oh, by the way, I also have a question that I can't figure out the answer."

"What's the subject?"

Although he saw the end of the young man just now, after studying arithmetic all his life, the old man always couldn't help but want to know and solve difficult problems.

"How to measure the height of Jingshan?"

Jingshan is a mountain peak not far from the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a man in the prime of life, it takes about half an hour to climb the mountain, and it is simply wishful thinking to measure.

The old man trembled angrily, "You can't have an answer at all!" ”

Bai Luo glanced at the old man, "Oh? What if I had told me how to do it? ”

"The old man is willing to be a servant."

The corners of Bai Luo's mouth slowly hooked, "Okay, gentleman's words, it's hard to chase the horse......"

(End of chapter)