Ye Ru dreamed that Zeng Qingfeng's tone was cold, so the heat in his eyes decreased a little, and he continued to ask:

"Then may I ask Zeng Gongzi, what are the flaws in my song?"

Zeng Qingfeng paused and said:

"Although this song is pleasing to the eye, it is a little depressing overall, everyone comes here to have fun, and this rhythm is not in harmony with the scene..."

Hearing this, the people around immediately coaxed and said:

"We like the songs of the Dream Girl, what do you young man know?"

"Do you have a better tune?"

"It's just that I look down on people like you who can't find fault and pick bones from eggs."

"If you have the ability, it's better for you to play a song!"

"If you can't bounce it, you admit defeat, isn't it just an arm?"

“......”

Ye Rumeng was also not very satisfied with Zeng Qingfeng's evaluation, she looked at Zeng Qingfeng and said:

"Zeng Gongzi, you have a better tune, it's better for you to play a song. If you can really surpass my tunes, I'll count you as a pass! ”

Zeng Qingfeng looked at Ouyang Xiu, who hurriedly said:

"Brother, what do you see me doing? My fingers are harder than that, I can't play! ”

"Brother Ouyang, you talk well, what's the mess? Besides, I didn't let you play it! ”

After he finished speaking, he looked up and said:

"Since this is the case, then Zeng Mou is ugly! Can I borrow your piano? ”

"Yes!"

Ye Rumeng let go of his body, Zeng Qingfeng also walked upstairs and sat in front of the guzheng.

He also learned the guzheng during his 10,000 years of being trapped, but his piano skills were not much better than Ye Rumeng.

If it is of the same level, it is difficult to surpass the song of Night Like a Dream.

But he has another advantage, which is the memory from his past life.

"I'll just play a song for everyone!"

This is a very famous song in the world before the time travel, and the more skilled people play it, the better it sounds.

At the level of Zeng Qingfeng, mobilizing the audience's emotions when playing is a basic operation.

There are two kinds of qin music and zheng music, both of which have the same name and different styles.

What he was playing now was the zither song, and under his playing, the following soon fell silent.

Many people have a magnificent scene of mountains and rivers in front of their eyes, but the night is like a dream, and it is difficult to find a soulmate.

When the song ended, the people below were still silent, and the eyes of the night like a dream became a little blurry.

"Zeng Gongzi, what a song of mountains and flowing water! Indeed, for example, the song just now is countless times higher! ”

This is the first level to declare passed!

The people below are a little excited, and if they can survive the first hurdle, then they can continue to watch the excitement.

Zeng Qingfeng got up and clasped his fists and said:

"Then I'll go down first, let Brother Ouyang continue to challenge!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu hurriedly said:

"Brother Zeng, it's better for you to come...."

Zeng Qingfeng glanced at him without a trace and asked him not to say any more.

After he went down, Ye Rumeng looked at Zeng Qingfeng meaningfully for a while, and then looked at Ouyang Xiu and said:

"In that case, you've passed this level. The second level is chess, and I'm going to put on an endgame, I hope you don't call a helper anymore! ”

"Don't worry, playing chess is my forte."

Ouyang Xiu confidently assured that his chess skills were not bad, and Zeng Qingfeng also said just now that he would encounter some endgame.

As long as Zeng Qingfeng didn't miscalculate this time, he could still deal with it.

Soon someone hung a large cloth with a chessboard painted on it, so that everyone upstairs and downstairs could see it.

Whereas, the chess pieces are specially made and can be glued to the cloth.

At this time, a pair of endgames had already been placed, and Ouyang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief after taking a look.

This endgame is the same as what Zeng Qingfeng said, and there will be no mistakes this time.

"Big brother, please!"

Ye Rumeng made a gesture of invitation to Ouyang Xiu, Ouyang Xiu was not polite, and the two quickly got up.

After a stick of incense, Ye Rumeng sighed softly, and then said:

"I lost! Pass the second level! ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu also became confident, and he immediately said:

"Let's start the third level, Miss Rumeng!"

Ye Rumeng made a look, and immediately a maid brought Ouyang Xiu the four treasures of the study.

When everything was ready, Ye Rumeng spoke:

"Now I'm out of the question, big brother, you compose a poem, as long as I am satisfied, it will be passed."

Hearing this, Zeng Qingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the third level has not changed.

According to the previous habit, Ye Rumeng asked him to make a love poem, and this Zeng Qingfeng was too good as a copyist.

Just now, I also taught Ouyang Xiu three songs, which I used to like very much.

Ouyang Xiu was amazed by Zeng Qingfeng's literary brilliance, and also believed that if he took out one of these three poems casually, he would definitely be able to calm the night like a dream and make her have nothing to say.

It's just that as soon as Ye Rumeng spoke, the two of them were dumbfounded at the same time:

"Since the eldest brother wants to break through the level and spend the Spring Festival with me, let's write a poem with the two of us as the theme!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu's face suddenly collapsed, where could he write?

Zeng Qingfeng also frowned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Ye Rumeng.

He had asked many times in the time of reincarnation, and Ye Rumeng's test was the same every time, and only he answered.

For Mao this time, this woman always doesn't play cards according to the routine?

Ouyang Xiu saw that everyone was looking at him, and he was a little crazy, and regretted agreeing to Zeng Qingfeng in his heart, but seeing that Zeng Qingfeng did not transmit his voice and point, he coughed twice and said again:

"It's too simple, just let my little brother come. Great-brother, great-brother? ”

"Huh?"

Zeng Qingfeng came back to his senses and saw that everyone's eyes were on him, and then he knew that he had been pushed out by Ouyang Xiu again.

He looked at Ye Rumeng and noticed that the other party's eyes were clearly smiling, obviously suspecting that he was the main one.

Ye Rumeng looked at him and said in a somewhat playful tone:

"Zeng Gongzi, then you can write a poem for the two of us and show your talent!"

"Hey, in that case, I'll be ugly."

Zeng Qingfeng could only smile bitterly, he picked up the pen and thought about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed and he wrote a poem with a few strokes.

Without waiting for the people around to see clearly, Ye Rumeng beckoned, and sucked the poems written by two with aura from the table into his hands.

She unfolded them and looked at them one by one, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Good words!" ”

But after seeing the above content clearly, he suddenly 'giggled' and laughed, and the whole person laughed wildly.

Ouyang Xiu saw this scene and asked angrily:

"Emperor, what did you write?"

"It's nothing... Or you better go back, if I'm not mistaken, she won't let you go to the fourth level. ”

Zeng Qingfeng shrugged, and his words made Ouyang Xiu's face black:

"Brother, are you kidding me? Seeing that it's the last level, the result... Don't forget you're getting married tomorrow! ”

"Don't worry, I won't do anything with her even if I go in, otherwise I would have gone by myself in the first place, what did I ask you to do?"

While the two were talking, the curiosity of the people around them had already exploded, and they all wanted to know what Zeng Qingfeng had written.

Ye Rumeng didn't let everyone wait too long, she held back a smile and handed the calligraphy and painting to the maid on the side and asked her to read it.

One of the two maids grabbed and unfolded, and one of them read aloud: ......

After listening to this poem, Ouyang Xiu's face instantly darkened....