Peng Geluo calmed Wen Cheng, raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man next to the dark circles, and asked softly, "Who dare to ask Your Excellency?"

The middle-aged man has been very calm from beginning to end since he was handed over by the black circles, and even the confrontation between the black circles and Peng Geluo has not affected him in the slightest, as if he is really just here to play chess, and other things are not on his mind at all. Hearing Peng Geluo's question, he said expressionlessly, "It's not enough to get into the ears of the son, so it's better not to say it." Then he said no more.

The dark circles next to him sneered at Peng Geluo and said: "Don't talk nonsense, if you don't dare, you can just say it, everyone is a classmate, can I still force it?"

The black eye circle kept saying that he would not persecute Peng Geluo, but there was not a word in his words that was not to provoke Peng Geluo to gamble with him.

After Wen Cheng was stopped by Peng Geluo, he couldn't say anything more, so he had to be silent to see how Peng Geluo would deal with this matter. In Wencheng's view, finding someone to replace the dark circles is a shameless act in itself. If you are not sure of winning, it is better to directly refuse the provocation of black circles. Originally, he was a scoundrel first, even if he rejected him, no one would think that Peng Geluo had no face.

Peng Geluo didn't pay attention to the clamor of the dark circles under his eyes at all, he gently pressed his hand on the chessboard, slowly opened his mouth, revealing a few white teeth, and said softly: "Okay." I am fortunate to meet you today, and I will have a game with you next. ”

The dark circles were overjoyed when they heard this, and they didn't care about anything else, so they hurriedly gave the futon to the middle-aged man to sit down. He himself stood next to the middle-aged man and sneered at Peng Geluo.

Neither of them mentioned whether they wanted to take out five hundred taels of silver first, Black Eye and Peng Geluo were among the best people in the academy, and both of them were people who were determined to be named on the gold list, and they would not repay their debts for five hundred taels of silver.

The road of officialdom in this world has not yet regarded the examination as the only way to become an official, and it also includes the recommendation of superiors. If someone is really talented and far-sighted, and is favored by the superiors, there are many examples of becoming an official directly without passing the exam.

Whether it is passing the exam or passing the recommendation, there is one thing that is related to whether or not you can be an official, and that is a person's character. If you have a bad character, even if you pass the exam, you will still be banned from being an official, let alone recommend, no one will recommend you if you have a bad character.

Therefore, although neither of them took out real money, since they opened their mouths to agree, it was naturally a promise, and no one would destroy their future for this bit of silver.

As soon as the middle-aged man sat down, he held down a chess piece on the chessboard and pushed it directly, saying: "There is a reason to have to win in the next game, take the first step, Childe, offended." ”

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

In the chess game, there is indeed a saying that the first move will have a little advantage. Even if Wencheng didn't understand this chess at all, he had heard of it.

"Despicable and shameless, how can you be like this?" Hu Kaibin's fat body squeezed through the two onlookers and glared angrily at the middle-aged man. He was originally sitting behind Wen Cheng a little, but when he saw that the other party was so silent, coupled with the fact that this was originally a provocation with dark circles, it stands to reason that it is appropriate to let Peng Geluo go first, but he couldn't help but shout anymore.

Peng Geluo still had an indifferent expression, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay for Your Excellency to go first." After speaking, his fingers pressed the chess piece and took a step.

The chess game between the two officially opened.

In the distance, someone in the distance couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw Peng Geluo let go again and again: "Geluo is too big today, I'm afraid it will capsize." ”

"No, don't you know that person? Peng Geluo is the top seedling of the academy, and his chess skills are not even his opponents in the academy, how can he lose?"

Others disagree with this statement, "I don't know, but I am afraid that I am not an idle person to be honored by such a high-minded and arrogant person." Although Golo is a leader in the academy, the gentlemen only regard chess as a pastime, after all, they do not specialize in chess. ”

"Whether you win or lose, just keep reading. Anyway, it's only five hundred taels of silver, which at most makes them uncomfortable for a while, and it won't hurt their muscles and bones. ”

Wen Cheng sat next to him and watched the two of them come and go, one step at a time, constantly switching. It's a pity that he can't understand the mystery on the chessboard at all, and he doesn't know who is dominating.

But soon, the middle-aged man's speed of shooting became slower and slower, and Peng Geluo still had the same indifferent attitude as he did at the beginning, even Wencheng, a chess blind, knew that now Peng Geluo had the upper hand.

The dark circles under his eyes were originally eyeing Peng Geluo, but as the chess game progressed, he himself could see that Peng Geluo began to gain the upper hand. The smug gesture disappeared without a trace, his face slowly became ugly, and finally even he stared at the chessboard with both eyes, and no longer had the energy to look at Peng Geluo.

But the chess skills of the black circles are much lower than those of middle-aged men, and middle-aged men can't do anything about it, and he can't think of a good way. So, he could only watch Peng Geluo's advantage getting bigger and bigger, but he still couldn't think of a way to recover the decline, and he was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

The middle-aged man also felt more and more difficult, his cheeks became red, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. Holding down a chess piece in his hand, as if the chess piece had now taken root on the chessboard, he did not push it for a long time.

"I ...... Lost.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth with difficulty, and a breath of turbid breath seemed to be spit out with his spirit. When he said this, his whole person instantly looked like a deflated ball, even if he sat on the ground, he had a tendency to fall backwards. The sweat on his face, like transparent beans, kept flowing down his cheeks and fell.

The dark circles under his eyes seemed to be shocked by the middle-aged man's words at this time, and he looked up at Peng Geluo in shock, "You, you, you,"

Peng Geluo sneered, and he casually threw the few chess pieces he was holding on the chessboard, "I'm sorry, my chess strength has increased recently." Meimei stretched her waist, "Oh, I happened to be short of money to spend recently, so you can send five hundred taels of silver." Or you can be the most anxious about me, you are a good person. ”

Poof, the dark circles under his eyes were almost not vomited blood by Peng Geluo. Gritting his teeth, "Five hundred taels, it's just a small amount of money for me." Here you go. He grabbed a stack of silver tickets from his arms, counted five hundred taels in a hurry, and threw them in front of Peng Geluo.

Peng Geluo didn't care about the dark circles under his eyes at all, and picked up the silver tickets one by one from the low table, and slowly folded them neatly in his hands. Raising his eyes and smiling, he looked at the dark circles under his eyes, "Sheng Hui Sheng Hui".

With a black eye, he turned around and walked towards his seat. He didn't dare to leave directly, you must know that this poetry meeting was held by Taishou Qianjin, he could throw his face at Peng Geluo, but if he dared not to give Taishou Qianjin face, then he would be killing himself.

So even if the dark circles under his eyes are on fire now, and he can't feel uncomfortable, he doesn't dare to vent it at this poetry meeting. No matter how angry he was, he could only endure it, which made him even more angry.

As soon as the dark circles under his eyes left, the middle-aged man also left with a ashamed face.

Neither Wencheng nor Peng Geluo cared about the middle-aged man, and they could see from the performance of the middle-aged man that the reason why he was found by the dark circles was mostly because of unspeakable hardships. However, since it is hostile, it is an enemy, and no matter what kind of hardship he has, it cannot be a reason for Peng Geluo to be involved in this trouble.

A game of chess is just a small episode of this poetry meeting, and when the gambling is over, the poetry will continue.

Some people continue to talk, but some people put high-quality paper and pen on the desk, clear their minds and refresh their minds, and when the inspiration erupts, the ink is done in one fell swoop. There are also people who look at one place for a long time, and wait until they observe carefully, lift the pen, touch the paper lightly with the tip of the pen, or fold or turn, or lift or press, while painting and calligraphy, while continuing to observe, and when the success is achieved, a beautiful scenery will jump on the paper.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the sound of the guzheng is playing, or playing chess, or writing calligraphy, or painting, the whole courtyard completely enters the atmosphere of the poetry club, and an elegant wind envelops the place.

But none of these Wencheng will be out of place. He didn't know what he was here for a while, maybe he was here to spoil the scenery?

The sound of a bell chime was heard again.

Taishou Qianjin stood up from the rockery, raised his hands over his shoulders and patted them a few times.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have already gained something. Next, we will carry out the most important item of the poetry meeting, poetry. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the corridors around them, and everyone sat in front of the desk, one by one, as if they were afraid of missing a word that Taishou Qianjin said.

The purpose of most people here to participate in the poetry meeting is to be able to shine in the poetry meeting and win the favor of beautiful women. As for the previous ones, playing the piano, playing chess, calligraphy, and painting, they are just the prelude to the finale of the poem. It's naturally good to be as brilliant as Peng Geluo, but it doesn't matter if you don't, the main thing is to look at the poem.

This is also the reason why Hu Kaibin, a fat man who does not learn and has no skills, also dares to want to be favored by beauties from the poetry meeting. Of course, his purpose is to achieve this by cheating.

While everyone was sitting upright, some of the people who were determined to be favored by the beauties couldn't help but glance at Sang Yizhu beside Peng Geluo, and their confidence suddenly doubled. What can Peng Geluo do if he is brilliant? He is already a master of the people, so naturally he will not continue to compete with them, and once the biggest threat is gone, everyone feels that they will definitely be able to hold the beauty.

Even the dark circles under his eyes that had been hit began to become lively again, and he glanced at Peng Geluo defiantly.

Peng Geluo felt the pinprick-like gaze beside him, and quickly withdrew his gaze, as if he didn't see the dark circles under his eyes.

The poem is written by several beauties on the rockery, and this question does not mean that everyone must come out, generally if any beauty is interested in the people in this place, she will come up with the question. Of course, if you don't care about everyone, then you can't do it.

Then the people in the corridor, if they are interested in this beautiful woman, can write a poem on the title. If the level of poetry can satisfy the questioner, then it will naturally be completed, if not satisfied, then it will be yellow, and you must not continue to entangle.

Anyone who comes here understands this rule, and even Wencheng has been repeatedly warned by Peng Geluo.

As soon as Hu Kaibin saw that the time he had been waiting for for a long time had come, he excitedly arched to Peng Geluo's side, and squeezed Wencheng away at once.

Wencheng didn't care either, knowing that this was the fat man who wanted to ask Peng Geluo for help. Reaching out and grabbing the futon under the buttocks, he moved it outside, away from the pile of fat meat, before he felt looser.