Meng Lingxi wanted to apologize, but was interrupted by Lu Zhongbo.

"It's common for young people to compete and learn from each other, presumably the seventh prince won't mind, let's start now, right?"

This exit was biased towards Meng Lingxi, which made Su Yiliang's complexion change slightly.

Su Yijue and Su Yizhao snorted coldly in their hearts, but their faces were as usual and they didn't say much.

"I don't know what we're going to take this test?" Su Yizhao was still as usual under everyone's comments and speculations.

When she asked, she really didn't know what to compare, and she also implied that the rules were set by Meng Lingxi, which was naturally beneficial to Meng Lingxi.

"This contest is divided into three games, which is two wins of three. This first scene is poetry. In this way, we randomly point out one person among the many students, ask him to write a question, and then the two of them write a poem within the hour of a stick of incense. ”

It was Lu Zhongbo who spoke, he glanced at Su Yizhao, and then said: "After all, this Wendou was proposed by Meng Gongzi, and it would be unfair for him to come up with the question or we would ask the question, and it would inevitably lead to misunderstandings." ”

He is a master of calligraphy, even if he admires Meng Lingxi's talent, he will not gamble his reputation because of this.

"This is fair, neither of them knows the topic, it is still random, it can be seen that Meng Gongzi and Lu are very open-minded!" The scholars who were watching nodded again and again.

"That's natural, these three are all judged and fair for the sake of Meng Gongzi's face, and they really can't make questions, so it's fair."

Those present echoed it, saying that this was the way it should be.

Su Yizhao naturally will not be dissatisfied, which is relatively fair.

"There are no objections below!" Su Yizhao nodded.

Then she took out the small rattan box she was carrying, and then took out the four treasures of the study that she was used to in her daily life.

When everyone saw it, they immediately scoffed at the family's style.

It's not that there is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone at this meeting, who is this kind of behavior for?

Everyone's thoughts, Su Yizhao didn't pay attention to it, what happened to her habit of bringing her own four treasures in the study?

Lu Zhongbo saw it in his eyes, but he had a better opinion of Su Yizhao, which shows that Su Yizhao is quite particular about reading and practicing calligraphy on weekdays.

He is a master of calligraphy, and he usually brings his own four treasures when he goes out, and others are really not used to it.

"Seventh Son! It's up to you to choose one of your students to come out with the question! Lu Zhongbo's tone was much softener than just now.

Su Yizhao looked around and saw that everyone was eager to try, so he casually pointed to one in the middle.

"I wonder if this brother is willing to ask the question?" Su Yizhao saluted and asked.

When the man was about the age of a weak crown, when he saw Su Yizhao pointing at him, he didn't twist it, and stood up generously.

"The Seventh Prince is polite! Since this is the case, then Bai has a question. ”

As he spoke, he surveyed the courtyard and looked around, but hesitated.

After a moment, his eyes lit up, "Let's take one thing in this courtyard as the theme, and as for which one of them, the two of you will choose it."

This is to make it more difficult and exciting. Just looking at what these two people would choose to do the question, he felt excited to think about it.

"This? It's a bit hard! You can write what you're good at, maybe you've done it before, and I'll use it for polishing this time! Some scholars couldn't help but question.

"I think it's very interesting, there are flowers and trees in this courtyard, and there are many utensils in the pavilion, and there must be something that both of them are good at. This competition must be exciting. ”

Someone couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the scholar who asked the question, this person is talented.

Su Yizhao also took a look at the surrounding environment, and the most outstanding thing in this courtyard was the white plum trees.

A corner of the yard is planted with a cluster of spring flowers, and there is a spring orchid in the middle.

If it is based on flowers, several kinds of flowers in this yard, pick out one at random, and Su Yizhao can write two or three poems.

But if she can write, the other party can also write.

Moreover, the poems of Yonghua have been written by many literati and writers since ancient times, and there are not a few brilliant ones.

If these flowers are used as the theme this time, it is not easy not to say that they are brilliant, and there is nothing new.

Since the other party wants to make a name for himself by himself, he should make a surprise move as soon as he comes up to achieve the effect of deterrence.

With a glance, Su Yizhao saw the uneven stones laid outside the pavilion, and suddenly thought of something.

Su Yijue was concentrating on grinding ink for Su Yizhao, and when she saw Su Yizhao thoughtful, she didn't dare to disturb her.

Even Su Yiliang personally prepared tea for Su Yizhao and looked at her with blank eyes.

When everyone saw that the two brothers on Su Yizhao's side were still waiting carefully, on the other hand, Meng Lingxi's side was alone, and no one was grinding ink for him, so they couldn't help but shake their heads.

The sons and sons of this big family are used to enjoying it.

Look, it's just a poem, and there are two people waiting for it.

"This Su family is really a family! Look at Su Yizhao, no one is waiting for you, I'm afraid you can't even grind ink, right? ”

Someone had sour water in his stomach and pouted.

This person's speech was a bit exaggerated, but many people present agreed with it very much.

Look at this dress, how delicate is it?

"However, only the background of the family can raise such an amazing and brilliant person, right?"

However, some people were impressed by Su Yizhao's demeanor and couldn't help but defend him.

When others heard it, they also felt that it made some sense. How can such a son of a family come out of cultivation without fine clothes and food, without family inheritance?

In this way, it seems that such behavior is also taken for granted?

Although everyone despised the style of the children of the family in their hearts, their eyes were closely following Su Yizhao, and they only felt that this young man's every move was with everyone's demeanor, and the delicacy was accompanied by freedom and ease, which made them lose their minds.

Su Yizhao glanced at the other side, and Meng Lingxi also happened to look over, the two of them collided, and Su Yizhao only felt sparks.

She couldn't help but smile at the other person, and there was some deep meaning in her smiling eyes, and then she lowered her head and picked up the brush.

However, this is just Su Yizhao's thoughts, but Meng Lingxi feels that Su Yizhao's smile is like a flash in the pan, which is really rare.

I have to say that Su Yizhao looks pleasing to the eye, which makes his mood happy.

Seeing that Su Yizhao was about to put down the pen, he glanced at the incense burner at the top of the head, and at this time the incense had already burned a small half column.

Glancing over the courtyard, I decided to write about what I was good at. He had read Su Yizhao's article before, and this son should not be underestimated.

Thinking of the poems he had written before, Meng Lingxi felt that he was still not satisfied, and he had to polish a few points.

After making up his mind, he looked across again.

But he saw that the person opposite was writing unhurriedly, and at this moment he was looking down at the paper, which was much softer than the previous fierce momentum, and there was a bit of a sense of tranquility.

Seeing that Meng Lingxi was a little stunned, Lu Chengtao, who was sitting on the left side of the head, couldn't help coughing lightly.

He had also seen Meng Lingxi's article before, and he was very optimistic about him, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he saw this son wandering out of the world.

Lu Chengtao glanced at the incense burner, but he couldn't help but remind him.

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