Chapter Seventy-Nine: Two Real "Foreign Aids"

This is all too rare.

The three referees argued, and the referee bench was suddenly chaotic!

Fan Tong even ordered someone to bring in a large number of books to read, and soon, the senior brother and the white-eyed old monk also joined the dispute.

Then, His Majesty the Emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the two kings of Anxi and Pingnan, and the important ministers such as the prince and the priest of the wine were all involved. One by one, they blushed and had thick necks, all kinds of ugly words and rude language, and that posture, they just didn't do it in the palace.

In the end, it was the referee Fan Tong who came forward to settle the dispute, and he found the basis: 60 years ago, the same situation occurred at the debate meeting in April of the first year of Daping.

Here's how it works: an extra game.

Assistant referee Xia Jianren wiped his face that was sprayed a little wet, and threw out a huge question: What if the extra game is also drawn?

You can't go on endlessly, right?

Special cat: This has to add money to the referee!

His Majesty the Emperor rolled his eyes and said categorically: "Then the two national teachers, side by side!"

As soon as these words came out, several guys who liked to fight to the death, such as the crown prince and the second king, actually lowered their heads and stopped talking.

The emperor made a promise, and it was decided to give an additional try.

Assistant referee Zhu Yiqun suddenly became agitated and asked, "Then what is the comparison of this fourth game?"

The emperor was stunned, patted his head and said, "Compare what? Compare people!" The two sides will choose one of the three contestants to come out, and the two of them will discuss what they will compare. ”

Guozi priest Jiu disagreed, and protested: "How can that be done! If the two of them decide to directly and rudely wrestle their wrists, wouldn't it... I'm going to lose my dignity and ...... royal face."

Before the old master could finish speaking, the prince interrupted him coldly on the side and snorted: "What kind of royal face......? Ridiculous! ”

Now it's time for each side to choose their own contestants.

Zhao Xiaobai knew that the big thing was not good, the Mingyun peachwood sword was destroyed, and he had actually been secretly injured; Mingfeng's trick was exposed, and he was embarrassed, and he inevitably lost his sharpness, how could he still show his face?

Needless to say, this fourth scene is self-explanatory. As for the candidates over there, most of them are the little monk Wuchen.

It's okay to have a competition here today by two "earthlings". These are two real "foreign aid"!

The people of the Daomen gathered in front of the senior brother's seat and muttered for a while, the senior brother got up, came to Zhao Xiaobai's side, saluted respectfully, and said: "Xiaobai Daoyou, in this game, I have to ask you to share my worries!"

Zhao Xiaobai didn't refuse, and he knew in his heart that refusal was also in vain, so he had to nod slightly, and the senior brother and his fellow disciples were suddenly overjoyed.

As he expected, the one who represented Lingbao Temple in the competition was indeed a dustless little monk.

Then it's time to discuss what to compare.

Unable to speak first, the little monk said: "Little Taoist, today we are not better than swordsmanship, nor are we better than fists and feet, and even more than juggling. ”

"If you want to fight, the poor monk still says the same thing, the green mountains do not change, the green water does not dry up, and the future will be long!"

When Zhao Xiaobai heard this, he was a little dazed, and blurted out: "We are all cultivators, not compared to swordsmanship, not compared to skills, so what is it better than?"

"Isn't it better than poetry? No, no, you don't really want to wrestle your wrist, do you?"

Just muttered such a sentence, this young Taoist priest who has always been quiet and quiet, but at this time he became poisonous.

I just heard him say: "Pull it down if you write poetry, I can't do it, as the saying goes, since ancient times, there have been many lonely literati, and there are no poetry books and no silver tickets."

When I was very young, I was determined not to be a scumbag, and if you want to compare it to anything else, you might as well draw a line!"

When he said this, the three referees couldn't help frowning frequently.

But after thinking about it, since ancient times, literati have indeed been much shabby, and what he said is not wrong.

On the side of Lingbao Temple, the little monk "Wu Neng" smiled mysteriously and said: "We are not as good as poetry and songs, and of course we can't wrestle our wrists." ”

"Well, the six arts of the gentleman, the number of chess and music and the number of shots, you can choose one. ”

Zhao Xiaobai was moved when he heard this, and revealed: "How did the contemptible people hear that the six arts of the gentleman are the number of Lile Yushu shooting, when did it become the number of chess music Yushu shooting?"

The little monk's face was straight, and he said, "Etiquette, the way of etiquette is also." The ancients were very irritable and self-denying. You and I are a good boy of the new generation, what are you doing with all that red tape? ”

Zhao Xiaobai laughed and said in his heart: Although this person is a monk, he always puts on a sanctimonious appearance, but he can't imagine that he is so refreshing, but it is also interesting.

Then he thought: The six arts he said, first of all, horseback archery is not comparable to him, horseback archery needs to be vast, only to have that boundless mind and pride.

I grew up on the outskirts of Lancheng, a lonely place for dozens or millions of people, which seems to be big and noisy, but in fact the world is very small.

At that time, he also rode a horse, but since he lost his father at the age of 6, he has been wandering around, and now although he can gallop on horseback, he is afraid to compare with him......

He is in the southern part of the state, and many places are known as the prairie, which is very scary.

If I'm not mistaken, this continent is the same as Beiju Luzhou, where famous horses are produced.

Horseback riding and archery are as simple as picking up birds and urinating for the people on the grassland.

It's too short, and it's stupid to break other people's lengths.

Leme is naturally my strong point.

But lately, I have been unable to hold back the voice of the male duck, and I am singing with others when I am developing and changing my voice, which is purely because I am not happy with myself.

"Books" naturally can't work, I, I'...... The words are okay, but it is really inconvenient, not to mention that the old master Fan Tong is here?

This can't be compared.

Besides, be a monk for a day and recite a one-day sutra. He is a fart monk, soaking in scriptures every day, even if he is full of economy, most of them are there.

Thankfully, I got the most out of my ugly words.

"Count", hehe, it's no better than this. I'm a "985" medical student, although he is not weak in numbers, but he is not a good at it, and if he happens to graduate from a "985" or "211" mathematics major, then I will hit him on the muzzle.

Besides, I can't be considered to be very calculating. The so-called work and calculation are mostly ruthless.

This sign is too bluffing, and I'd better be thankful for it.

This cunning little bald donkey smiled a little strangely when he spoke just now. If I didn't expect it badly, his strength was only chess, so he deliberately made a fool of himself, what kind of gentleman six arts chess music Yushu shot a few clouds.

If you want to get away with it, lure me into the bait, or simply provoke me.

Good.

The eldest husband is arrogant, I will win him in his strengths today, let him be convinced, that is the true character of a man.

Thinking of this, he blurted out: "Okay for you...... Little monk!"

When he said this, everyone in the hall was stunned, and some people even made arrangements to laugh.

Everyone thought that what he blurted out must be, "Okay, you little bald donkey!", but he changed his mouth in an instant.

Then I heard him say: "You are suspicious and forcibly change the six arts, you must think that you are good at chess, so you have the courage to learn and learn from the poor way!"

"Is there a game of Go here?"