Mrs. Yipinguo?

Li Sangruo gasped, eager to lift the tea in front of him.

"Inch by inch! This sassy fox, I don't even want my face......"

"Auntie." Pu Yangyi motioned for her to speak cautiously and glanced at the venue again.

"Time is running out, aunt make a decision."

Li Sangruo snorted, "What if she can't do it?" ”

Pu Yangyi said: "Feng Twelve Niang said that my aunt can refuse. ”

This is blackmail.

Naked blackmailing her.

A slut actually dares to covet the honorific title of Mrs. Yipinguo......

Li Sanruo was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

Sensing that Tang Shaogong hadn't spoken for a long time, thinking of his resourcefulness, she turned around and asked, "What does Uncle Shaogong think?" ”

Tang Shaogong's face was expressionless, "Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother has decided." ”

From the moment she decided to let Xing Dalang play, she didn't let Tang Shaogong interfere, deliberately avoided him, and didn't want him to steal the credit.

Obviously, Tang Shaogong didn't want to help her wipe her ass, and the problems were all returned to her.

Li Sangruo actually knows the priorities very well, and knows how to weigh them now, but he can't swallow that breath.

"Shameless! Shameless! ”

"What a shameless Feng Twelve Niang!"

Pu Yangyi suddenly exclaimed.

"Yan Buxi solves another problem!"

Li Sangruo let go of his clenched teeth, and finally closed his eyes, "Accurate!" Mourning family promised her! ”

Puyang Yi is overjoyed.

So everyone saw that there was a pen boy who went over, and when he came back, he walked in front of Feng Yun.

Feng Yun carefully looked at the test questions written by Xing Dalang above.

"On the Shangyuan Festival, Wang Erlang laid lanterns for his father. There are nine lamps, a total of ten rows, each three must be on a straight line, please draw a diagram, how should Wang Erlang arrange the lamp? ”

Xing Dalang is very good at calculations, and this kind of problem is a little difficult for him.

Feng Yun smiled, quickly took a pen and drew a five-star shaped schematic diagram, and handed it to the pen.

In the entire middle dam, all the attention was on the field, and no one noticed Feng Yun's side.

At this time, Yan Buxi had already reached the seventeenth level, seeing that victory was in sight, Qi Fang held his breath and concentrated, everyone's face was full of joy, just waiting for that decisive moment.

Several members of the Feng family were at the scene.

Not only Feng Ying is here, but the two small Feng Zhen and Feng Liang are also there.

The child couldn't control his emotions, and when he saw that Yan Buxi was about to win, he was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"Win! Win! ”

"Qi will win!"

Mrs. Chen touched Feng Liang's head and taught the child.

"Ah Liang wants to study with Mr. well, do you know? You see, Mr. Yan has great ability, and he is respected everywhere he goes, and no one is disrespectful......"

Feng Liang was spoiled by his family, he was small, but bold.

He didn't obey his mother, he raised his face and screamed.

"My son thinks that servant is even more powerful."

Mrs. Chen's face fell.

"Nonsense! How long has he been waiting at level fifteen, and he is about to lose. ”

"But he's only fourteen years old, and Mr. Yan is already so old, who can't bully children?"

Feng Liang didn't know how to restrain himself when he spoke, and his roar was so loud that everyone around him heard it.

Mrs. Chen was so embarrassed that she wanted to gag him.

Feng Jingting coughed lightly, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, when Twelve Niang was younger than him, she would have learned ......."

Mrs. Chen sank her face and snorted.

"She is so capable, why don't she go on the field to compete with Mr. Yan and find a yellow-haired boy to play?"

Feng Jingting felt pain in his eyebrows and pressed it gently.

"Madame is right."

Chen snorted, glanced at Feng Ying, who was silent with the curtains, and raised a motherly smile again.

"If you want to talk about arithmetic, didn't we Ah Ying often be praised by my husband when I was a child, saying that in the future, she would be the head of the house, and no one would want to deceive her to ......"

How can those learned by the housewife be compared with the test questions on the field?

Feng Jingting's eyebrows jumped and he smiled.

"That's, that's, who can compare to Ah Ying?"

Mrs. Chen's face relaxed at this time, and she said with some puzzlement: "But then again, although Twelve Niang is not as good as Ah Ying, she was taught by the Feng family in Xuzhou, and she is much better than a servant." It seems that she and Jin Ting are still not of the same heart......"

"Mother!" Feng Zhen suddenly pulled Mrs. Chen's dress and motioned for her to look.

"Azhou, the servant of the Jin Kingdom, has passed the eighteen levels."

Mrs. Chen's words were abruptly interrupted, and her eyes followed.

Yan Buxi is still at the seventeenth level.

Xing Dalang also rushed to the seventeenth pass.

He seemed to be stumped again, bowing his head and writing something.

Immediately afterwards, the little pen man walked back, not looking for others, and went to Feng Yun alone.

Feng Yun lowered his head and put the paper back into the tray of the pen-worshipping boy for a moment......

Xing Dalang, who got the answer, passed through the seventeenth level that was difficult to stop Yan and continued to set off for the eighteenth level.

"How can it be!"

The two envoys of Qi Fang walked to Chun Yuyan's case, picked up the small gong and struck it.

Drawing the attention of the audience, they said loudly:

"Jin Fang cheats."

"The person who helped solve the problem is Feng Twelve Niang!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

And yet—

After listening to what the envoy said about it, the envoy glanced at each other and smiled.

Ao Zheng stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile:

"Dare to ask your envoy, are the people who are competing today Mr. Yan and Azhou, or the Jin Kingdom and the Qi Kingdom?"

The Qi envoy sneered, "Naturally, it's the Jin Kingdom and the Qi Kingdom." ”

Ao Zheng said again: "Since it is a competition between the two sides of Jin and Qi, it has not been stated in advance, and only one person can go down, and no one outside the field can be invited to help." How can it be called cheating? ”

This imperial historian can speak lotus flowers in the court, fight the ministers, and his mouth is naturally very sharp.

In a few words, he picked out the loopholes in the competition rules and found a reason for himself.

"Strong words!"

"You're just using strong words!"

The two Qi envoys were so angry that their faces turned red.

Ao Zheng smiled slightly, "If your envoy is not convinced, you can ask Mr. Yan to also write the title for the reference of the Qi personnel." One is not enough for two, and even if all of you discuss it together, we will not accuse you of cheating. ”

It's all true.

If you think about it, it's unreasonable everywhere.

Seeing that several Qi envoys were about to come forward to argue, Xiao Cheng spoke up.

"Needless to say. Go ahead. ”

Ao Zheng bowed to Xiao Cheng from afar.

"Qi Jun massively."

Xiao Cheng's eyes were dark, and his gaze crossed the crowd and landed on Feng Yun's body.

She sat in the corner, surrounded by tall guards, almost in the middle, blocking all view. If you don't pay special attention, you won't be able to find her.

Xiao Cheng slightly pulled the corners of his robe and called auspicious.

"Ask Mr. Yan, what is the title of the seventeenth level?"

Jixiang was stunned for a moment, "Yes." ”

Yan is conceited and will not easily turn to others.

He didn't clear the seventeenth level, not because the questions were too difficult, but because the questions were complex and had a mix of various calculations, and it took a long time to reach a conclusion.

Therefore, when he heard Xiao Cheng ask if he needed help, he immediately waved his hand and refused.

"Don't bother the old man to calculate, it's the best help."

After that, he buried his head and worked the paper.

Yan Bu is immersed in the complicated calculations, completely forgetting time.

It wasn't until the cheers went straight into the sky and the Qi people shouted loudly that they came back to their senses.

"What are they talking about?"

The little guy hung his head, "Back to Mr. Hui, they said that the servant Azhou has cleared the customs for twenty and has obtained the lottery gold abacus." ”

"What? What did you say? ”

"Sir, Jin Fang has won."

"Twenty levels cleared?"

"That's it."

Yan Buxi sat down, staring at a pair of chaotic old eyes, desperately writing and calculating on the paper......

"Mr. Yan, don't count it anymore."

Xiao Wu reminded him again, "The Jin side has already won. ”

"Impossible!" Yan interrupted, repeated that it was impossible, shook his head, and continued to write.

"Such a complicated question, even the most powerful arithmetic master is coming, and it will take some time to come up with the answer, how can he be a hairy boy......"

At this point, he stopped abruptly.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly dropped his pen and walked out of the field angrily.

"Someone must have leaked the question."

This old gentleman is a stubborn temper, highly respected by the world, and he can't accept defeat at all, let alone believe that he will lose to a fourteen-year-old hairy boy.

He strode up to Chun Yuyan, saluted first, and then showed anger and disdain.

"The old man dares to ask Chun Yu Shizi, has anyone leaked the question to Jin Fang in advance?"

The audience was silent when he asked this.

His doubts are actually the doubts of many people.

Chun Yuyan smiled slightly, lazy.

"Mr. Yan, this son personally supervises, there will be no such thing."

"Shizi, these questions are not something that can be done with a little cleverness. If no one divulges the question, he has no chance of winning. ”

Yan Buxi was very stubborn, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and finally his angry gaze fell on Xing Dalang's body.

The thin young man has a bad background and has no family background at first glance.

There is no cold door in the upper grade, and there is no family in the lower grade. In such a clear era, it is a miracle that he can read a few words and know a little arithmetic, how can he beat him?

Yan Buxi gritted his teeth, "This servant must know the answer in advance." ”

Before the voice fell, he turned his head to face Xiao Cheng and bowed deeply.

"The minister has a loss to His Majesty, but the minister refuses to admit defeat. Please Your Majesty thoroughly investigate the fraud and make the decision for the ministers. Otherwise......"

He looked left and right, gritting his teeth.

"The minister can only crash to death on the doorpost of the parliament hall to die in order to die."