The proud building is really magnificent, three floors high, dozens of acres are open, majestic and magnificent.

The proud building is located in the center, facing the street on all sides. The lanterns at the corner of the building are in a row, reflecting the brightness of the square area. The four doors were closed, but the building was singing. Through the shadow of the window, you can see the graceful figure dancing. Although the downstairs is not crowded, it is also shoulder to shoulder, lingering.

The protagonist here is still a reader. One by one, the wide robes and big sleeves, the hand-cranked folding fan, looked up at the tall buildings stupidly.

It is rumored that on the highest floor of the proud building, there lives a fairy-like beauty, twenty-eight years old, singing and dancing. As long as you pass the three levels, you can win the favor of beauties and be a fairy couple. Scholars flock to it, but the beauty is insignificant, like in the middle of the water.

At this time, the door of the proud building "creaked" and opened half of the door, and a young scholar walked out dejectedly. When he looked up, he saw a group of scholars crowded outside the door, his face was red, he lowered his head and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, and ran away.

The onlookers couldn't help but sigh. No need to ask, it's another person who has returned home.

With the scholar coming out, there was also a little guy, in a green coat and a green hat, with handsome eyebrows and face. Glancing at everyone, implicitly disdainful. "There is still one place left today, if anyone is willing to enter the building, please try it as soon as possible." Then he put his hands behind his back and stood in front of the steps and said no more.

The scholars at the bottom of the stairs discussed for a while, and the attitude of this little guy made people feel very uncomfortable. However, his own talent is not good, and he can't even climb the building, where is the face and a small guy angry? As the saying goes, if you have desires, you will inevitably be short of breath. The attitude of the little guy should only be invisible.

"Qin is not talented, I am willing to go upstairs to have a look." Qin Zhong handed the horse to Lang Zongyu and said in a loud voice.

Qin Chong was tall and conspicuous standing in the crowd. As soon as the words fell, he walked towards the gate. There was an uproar around him, looking at Qin Chong's figure, his expressions were different for a while. What Qin Chong was wearing was still the same martial artist who served. At this moment, in the eyes of readers, can it be particularly eye-catching?

The people who read poetry and books are still hopeless to climb the stairs, and they are stunned to go down the stairs. A vulgar martial artist, dare to threaten to go upstairs? In the eyes of readers, this is a kind of humiliation for them, which is tantamount to a slap in the face. "What kind of cat and dog, dare to go upstairs in vain? I don't know what to do. ”

Someone scolded Qin Chong angrily, if his eyes could kill, Qin Chong would have been pierced by ten thousand swords at this moment.

"A cat and a dog, naturally you can't climb the proud building, you can only bark here in vain." Qin Chongsun laughed and immediately replied. His words provoked a large group of readers, and the crowd suddenly seemed to explode, and a shouting and scolding sounded.

"You? You are presumptuous, and you dare to humiliate the scholars? ”

"Ignorant child."

"Arrogance."

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Qin Zhong ignored this, Gu Zi walked up the steps and stood in front of the little guy. The little guy seemed to have a smile on his face, originally with a hint of frivolity. But as Qin Zhong approached step by step, his tall figure gave him an unspeakable oppression, and he couldn't help but slowly bow down.

"Can Qin enter this building?" Qin Zhong said slowly.

"The proud building welcomes guests from all over the world, and everyone can enter the building after passing three levels." The little guy clasped his fists and saluted, answering Qin Chong's question. After that, the little guy turned around and pushed open the door, turned sideways, and invited Qin Zhong to enter. Qin Chong nodded slightly, and stepped into the threshold.

The building is brightly lit, and it is as bright as day. Looking closely, I saw that the hall in the building was wide, and the three pillars were thick together, showing the position of the three talents standing up to the sky. Surrounded by tables and chairs, hats, bottles, calligraphy and paintings, all exquisite. Especially the ground, which looks like white jade.

The little guy closed the door casually and came to Qin Chong's side. He didn't rush to speak, but looked Qin Chong up and down. In his impression, the people who came here to break through were all gentle and elegant scholars, and there had never been a martial artist involved. Qin Chong is burly and really doesn't look like a scholar.

And the three levels of the proud building are set up for scholars, if you are not a well-educated person, you can't even pass the first level.

"Dare to ask, how to break through the law in the third level of the proud building?" Qin Zhong asked.

"It's very simple, there is a pair of upper links in the proud building, please continue to make the lower ones. As long as the landlord is satisfied, he can pass the customs. ”

"As long as the landlord is satisfied?" Qin Chong smacked this sentence and heard something catty. But there is no conclusive conclusion, what if the ancients talked about morality? Anyway, I have already come in, and look at how difficult the pair is, and it has stumped thousands of readers. "Why is Shanglian, please tell me and listen."

"Please come with me." The little servant said, walking to the west side of the hall. Soon, it came to a screen.

The screen is eight screens, and one person is more than antique. On the surface of the splendid fan, each one has words written. The little guy stopped, laughed, raised his hand and pointed to the small characters on the screen and said, "There are a total of eight screens here, each of which is an uplink, and the son can choose any one." ”

"Hmm." Qin nodded and silently looked at the words on the screen.

The first screen reads: Knocking on chess last night to find a way. Qin Chong pursed his lips slightly, it wasn't too difficult. How can this simple couplet stump so many readers? Skip this one and move on to the next one. The screen reads: There is a festival when it is not unearthed.

"That's it?" Qin Chong couldn't help but be surprised, it was too easy, right? "Draw pen and ink."

"Oh? Childe has you chosen? "The little guy didn't ask, but he was right, but he asked, but he chose it? This is to save face for Qin Chong. More than once, he was annoyed and scolded by the reader because he asked the wrong question. In the end, when the pen was thrown away, they blamed themselves for disturbing their thoughts.

"Well, but it's directly on the screen?" Qin Zhong asked.

"Huh? No, no, no. The little guy panicked in his heart, and his head shook like a bulg. These eight screens are extraordinary, even if they are not priceless, and they are not affordable for ordinary people. In case the couplet is not good, and the fan is dirty, wouldn't it be a waste of the baby?

After that, he led Qin Zhong to a book case, which was covered with rice paper, and the pen and ink had already been prepared. Qin Chong came to the case, grabbed a pen casually, and was about to write it down, when he suddenly paused and hesitated. His calligraphy is not good, and he has been ridiculed by his sister when he is at home.

"Come here." Qin Chongyi raised his head and looked at the little guy on the side. "I'll read, you write."

"Huh? Good. The little guy had never seen anything like this, but he didn't say anything, and walked over and picked up a pen.

"Last night, I knocked on chess to find a way, and now I will see my face in the mirror." Qin Chong put his hands behind his back and groaned in a similar manner. Seeing this, the little maid's hand shook, and he raised his head to look at Qin Chong, but his mouth opened wide in surprise, and he didn't realize it for a while.

"Write, what's the point?" Qin knocked on the table and reminded the little guy.

"Huh? Oh. The little girl woke up like a dream, and hurriedly lowered his head to write. Not to mention, the little guy's calligraphy is handsome, and the silkworm head swallowtail is much better than Qin Chong's characters.

"When it is not unearthed, there is a knot, and Lingyun is humble." Qin Chong read out a couplet again.

"Huh? And also? The little guy was completely shocked, and this time he quickly came back to his senses, wrote down the dragon and snake, and wrote down this couplet.

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Four-sided lamps, single-layer paper, brilliant and brilliant, illuminating all over the southeast and northwest.

One year of study, eight money, hard work, all the spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Black is not, white is not, red and yellow are not; and foxes, cats and dogs, as if they were not domestic animals, nor wild beasts.

There are poems, words, and Analects; The east, west, north and south are blurred, although it is a short product, but it is a wonderful article.

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These pairs are not difficult for Qin Chong. In a few moments, eight screens came out one by one.

The little guy put down the pen like flying, and he didn't dare to miss a word. When he wrote the last word, he looked at Qin Chong in shock. But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't match the number of Cai Gao Badou. is obviously a fierce martial artist, why did he give it all in one go?

"Anything else?" Qin Zhong saw that the little guy was silent, so he asked.

"Huh? It's gone, it's gone, son, please wait a moment, and the little one will go and report it. The little guy said, put away the rice paper on the table, and flew to the stairs on the second floor, and climbed to the second floor. Qin Chong had nothing to do, looking along the screen, browsing the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

At this moment, in an elegant room on the second floor, two middle-aged people are playing against each other. One person has a rough appearance, full of fierceness; The other person, with a clear face and a warm jade face, exuded a faint bookish atmosphere. The chessboard is staggered in black and white, and the winner has been decided.

Hearing the footsteps of the little servant, the middle-aged scribe turned his head to look. The door was gently pushed open, and the servant walked over to the scribe with a roll of rice paper in his hand.

"Shopkeeper, someone made a couplet."

"Hmm." The scribe was unimpressed, and took the rice paper and unfolded it. After glancing at it, I couldn't help but laugh. As soon as he raised his hand, he handed the rice paper to the man opposite, then picked up the tea on the table and tasted it slowly. For Qin Chong's eight pairs, he didn't see any surprise.

"It's decent." The rough man commented, and threw the rice paper aside.

"Let's go first." The scribe waved his hand and sent the servant out. When the little guy went out and closed the door reflexively, he said to the rough man, "Now, the Northwest Salt Road has been destroyed, and it is difficult to rebuild it, and it is not a day's work." ”

"No matter how hard it is, we have to rebuild." The rough man said hatefully, "If it weren't for Guo Zunna's relentless pursuit, he wouldn't have suffered heavy losses." ”

"Hmph." The scribe snorted coldly and said, "It's not your nephew, it's too arrogant, what is there to provoke that Guo Zun?" ”

"People are dead, what's the use of talking all this?" The rough man glared sharply, as if he had poked the sore spot in his heart.

"Alright." The scribe also knew that he had said something, so he softened his tone and said, "You go to the third floor and sit down, and wait for Chen to send the people downstairs." ”

"I really don't understand you, I have done so many things, and I haven't found a few people who can use them." The man stood up, snorted angrily, opened the door and walked out. I looked around and walked up to the third floor. The scribe also stood up, rubbed his face, and slowly descended the stairs.

Hearing the sound of the stairs, Qin Zhong slowly turned around and looked, only to see that the little servant was leading a person down the stairs.

The person who came was in his forties, a man in a green robe, and he was gentle and elegant. When the green-robed scribe saw Qin Chong, he was slightly stunned, but quickly regained his composure, walked over to Qin Chong with a smile, and arched his hand and said, "The little brother is talented, and the three Qins are unsurpassed. ”