Chapter 293: Martial Arts Competition
Ouyang Gong was dumbfounded by Song Che and Liao Heng.
Song Che glanced at Jiang Yun Angel in the high hall again.
Jiang Yuntian understood, picked up the big pen on the desk, silently wrote down Song Che's couplet, and then showed it to the guests, and said loudly:
"Since Jiang is fortunate to win the title of 'King of Poetry', then take advantage of the interest to come out again, everyone listen, this pair is - smoke lock pond willow, peach burning Jinjiang embankment."
As soon as this pair came out, it caused an uproar.
Since the birth of "Smoke Lock Pond Willow", it has led countless talented people to bend their waists, and it is not until modern times that someone has come up with the "Taoran Jinjiang Embankment", but it is also quite controversial.
Combining these two sentences into one and making a couplet is even more difficult to the point of being outrageous, and it is undoubtedly a blow to contemporary literati.
This couplet corresponds to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the essence of word selection, the ingenuity of cloth words, the neatness of the level, and the far-reaching artistic conception...... It's so absolute! β
"This person seems to be a tiger's brain, but I didn't expect to have such a great talent, it's really unseemly."
"Wow, wow, it's worth the trip tonight!"
The room was full of guests, on the last poem, the next couplet, a heated discussion and appreciation, as for who loses and who wins, it is no longer important.
Jiang Yuntian strode back to the banquet and sat down, shining like a star.
The man in white was also impressed by him, and leaned over and asked, "How did you come up with this quatrain?" β
Jiang Yuntian "treated others in the way of others", treated it as if he couldn't hear it, and ignored it. Of course, he was more afraid of revealing his stuff.
"Doctor." Song Che snapped his fingers.
The doctor approached and asked what he was told.
Song Che whispered twice in the doctor's ear.
"You're Songβ"
"Shh......h Don't make a statement. β
"Okay......" The doctor nodded and retired.
Song Che got up and deliberately raised his voice and greeted Jiang Yuntian: "This poetry meeting, it's boring, let's go to the martial arts competition, right?" β
"That's what I meant for a long time."
Jiang Yuntian and Liao Heng also got up.
After the three of them left Huilanzhai, the doctor and the two servants, holding the golden fan and the golden peony, came to the white-clothed man's seat.
"This is ......," the man in white was puzzled.
The doctor smiled: "The boy who wore the tiger mask said that he appreciated your poems more, so he gave you this golden fan, and as for this golden peony, he said that 'Lonely Fang does not appreciate himself' will also be given to you." β
The man in white was a little overwhelmed, "This ......"
The doctor turned his head again and shouted to the guests: "The tiger boy also said that if anyone can make a couplet, the reward will be eight hundred and eighty-eight taels of silver!" And tonight's fruit tea of the poetry meeting, all the consumption is paid by the tiger boy! β
"People are not only talented, but also rich and rich, and broad-minded!"
"Quick! Hurry up and ask him whose son he is! Tomorrow I will ask my father to propose! β
The man in white was stunned for a moment, did not accept the golden fan and golden peony, got up and chased out of Huilanzhai.
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Lihua Street in the south of the city is one of the most lively and down-to-earth places in Suzhou City, eating, drinking and having fun, good quality and low price, walking on the street, almost crowded with people.
The martial arts competition was set up in the square in front of the southern city, and the ring was set up high, and the banners were specially pulled, and the competition was in full swing.
The audience was crowded with people, and the applause was endless.
The two sides of the competition on the stage, one in black and the other in linen, both wore masks, had no weapons, and fought with pure fists and feet.
Obviously, the man in black was superior, his offensive moves were swift, almost pressing the man in Mai, the man in Mai was forced to the edge of the ring, and saw the man in black "probing and grabbing", took off the mask of the man in Mai, and held it high in his hand to show victory.
The man in sackcloth sighed, hugged his fists and saluted, willing to bow to the wind, willing to lose the bet.
"That's what's interesting, real men, you have to rely on your fists to decide the winner, whatever, it's the most headache." Jiang Yuntian praised the competition on stage.
Song Che smiled and pointed to the man in black who had won, and asked, "What does Brother Jiang think of this person?" β
Jiang Yuntian said: "Judging from the number of martial arts paths, there are still two strokes, but they are definitely inferior to me." In this world, except for my senior brother and master, I recognize the third child, and no one dares to recognize the first and second. β
"Then you still don't want to bully others, tonight, I will take you to make a small fortune as a New Year's gift."
Song Che took his two best friends and made a lot of effort to squeeze in front of the betting market.
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, there's still half an hour until the next attack...... Buy the left side of the guard, buy the right side of the attack, buy the hand, buy the hand! β
Liu San'er shouted at the back of the handicap, since he met Song Che, a nobleman, he has become more and more nourished, he was still a thin old man, but now he has gained a whole circle.
"Boss Liu!" Song Che greeted in the crowd.
As soon as Liu San'er heard his voice, he knew who he was, and hurriedly squeezed out the handicap to greet him, and first said, "Uncle, happy new year!" β
Song Che returned the salute with a fist and said with a smile: "Your business is prosperous." β
Liu San'er took Song Che and the three of them, and after returning to the handicap, he took the initiative to introduce tonight's martial arts competition-
This meeting is fully organized by Chase Casino, using the form of "attacking and defending the ring", which is different from the general ranking, and there is no ranking bonus, but a "wheel war", which is counted one by one.
If the defender wins a game, he will receive twenty taels of silver, and if the attacker loses, he will also receive three taels of silver.
In other words, as long as the strength is strong enough and the endurance is long enough, you can always dominate the ring and win money.
In this way, the handicap can also be set up with a running water bet, and as long as there are still people fighting, the market can always be opened.
The competition is about the point, and whoever takes off the opponent's mask first wins the game.
After the defender wins the game, he will have half an hour to recuperate, which is convenient for the gambler to bet and pay.
The gambling house is really a cornucopia, and the money that Liu San'er pays every month is not much worse than the gross domestic product of Yunshuifang.
"The man in black, how many rounds have you been guarding?" Song Che asked.
Liu San'er said bitterly: "Speaking of this person, he is really powerful, since he has been fighting, he has been fighting for seven rounds in a row, and now the vast majority of people are betting on him to win in a row, I have adjusted the odds to the lowest, but I still can't stop losing money." β
Seven rounds of fighting in a row, no matter how you rest, your strength will not be able to recover in a short time, and sooner or later there will be a bet, and these gamblers who follow the crowd will spit out all the money they won, which is gambling.
"What are the odds of betting on the man in black to lose?" Song Che asked again.
Liu San'er compared the word "eight": "It's eight times!" β
Song Che squinted at Jiang Yuntian and Liao Heng, and said with a smile: "My personal suggestion is to bet him on losing, give him a fight, and marry eight wives." β
"No, no, no, I just saw him fighting in the ring, and he still has the strength to defend him, so I'm going to bet him on the success of the fight." Jiang Yuntian took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and threw it to Liu San'er.
Liao Heng also took ten taels of silver: "I believe in Brother Song, buy him and lose."