Under the scorching sun, there is a gentle breeze constantly blowing, and the leaves are constantly swaying in the breeze, not a rustling sound comes out, but the feeling in the hearts of everyone in the Jicui Pavilion at this time is different. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke fell from the pine trees one after another, Ouyang Ke, who was the first to shoot in the air, was the first to land, if he was in the air and did not make a move on Guo Jing, the scene at this time should be different. I don't know that Ouyang Ke, whose face was a little gloomy at this time, could be said to have mixed tastes in his heart.

In the shadows of the trees, Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in cyan robes, looked at Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke, who were already standing under the pine trees at this time, and his thoughts were surging in his heart at this time, and he secretly sighed in his heart: "Guo Jing, this kid is stupid and stupid, and this victory is obviously a fluke. After thinking about it, Huang Yaoshi opened his mouth and said: "This one is Guo Xian's nephew who won." Brother Feng, don't worry, but the fatwa nephew has real talent, real learning, and Anzhi can't win the second or third game. ”

Ouyang Feng said: "Then ask Brother Yao to come up with a second question." Huang Yaoshi said: "Our second and third games are literary examinations......" Huang Rong pouted and said: "Dad, you are obviously eccentric." I just said that I only took the martial arts test, why did I take the literary test again? Brother Jing, don't compare at all. ”

Hearing his daughter's complaints, Huang Yaoshi's eyes swept away, his face was a little unhappy, and he said, "What do you know......?

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi didn't notice the strange appearance on the faces of Guo Jing and his daughter, his eyes swept over everyone, and he hurriedly said: "My second question is to ask the two virtuous nephews to play a piece of music. Ouyang Ke was overjoyed, thinking to himself, this stupid boy knows what orchestral silk bamboo is, and I am undoubtedly victorious.

Ouyang Feng guessed that Huang Yaoshi would use the sound of the flute to test the internal strength of the two, and he knew that Guo Jing's internal strength was strong, and his nephew might not be able to beat him, and he was afraid that his nephew would be injured and then hurt by Huang Yaoshi's flute, and said: "The juniors have very shallow concentration, but I am afraid that they will not be able to listen to the elegant music of Brother Yao." Can I ask Brother Yao to ......" Huang Yaoshi didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and then said: "The music I play is usually tight, not to test the internal force, Brother Feng can rest assured." ”

After that, Huang Yaoshi looked at Guo Jing and Ouyang Ke at this time, and saw that the faces of the two were different, Guo Jing, who had won a game, stood next to Huang Rong's voice, his face was a little sluggish, and Ouyang Ke, who was next to Ouyang Feng, had a glow on his face at this time, as if the next one was next, and his victory was already a foregone conclusion.

Regardless of what the two of them were thinking at the moment, Huang Yaoshi's face did not change in the slightest, and then he continued: "The two virtuous nephews each break a bamboo branch and knock it, and the beat of my flute will see that whoever plays well will win this second game." Hearing this, Guo Jing's heart was filled with a trace of bitterness, he had always been ignorant of music and rhythm, and he had already decided in his heart that he couldn't win, so why bother, I saw Guo Jing step forward and said: "The disciple of the master of Huangdao is so stupid that he doesn't know anything about music and rhythm, and this disciple admits defeat." ”

Zhao Zhijing, who was standing aside, smiled slightly on his face and said, "Brother Guo Jing, don't be afraid, even if you lose, you have to try." Hong Qigong on the side also laughed and said: "Just don't be busy, don't be busy, anyway, what's the matter if you lose the test?" Guo Jing heard the master and a brother Zhao who had helped him say this, and saw that Ouyang Ke had already broken a bamboo branch in his hand, so he had to break one too.

Huang Yaoshi looked at it, with a smile on his face, his bright eyes swept slightly, and he spoke: "Seventh brother and Brother Feng are here to laugh at Fang's family. As soon as the words fell, the glowing jade flute in his hand blew up with a faint throat.

This blowing does not contain the slightest internal force, and it is no different from ordinary people's. Ouyang Ke recognized the rhythm of the music, and hit it correctly according to the beat. Guo Jing had no clue, just held the bamboo branch in the air, and never dared to attack, and when Huang Yaoshi blew a cup of tea, he didn't even hit a beat. Ouyang's uncle and nephew were very proud, and they all thought that this game was won, and since the third game was also a literary exam, they would be sure to win nine out of ten.

At this moment, Huang Rong's face was full of anxiety, and he patted the fingers of his right hand on his left wrist, hoping that Guo Jing would follow the gourd, but he didn't see her gesture when he looked up at the sky and was stunned.

Huang Yaoshi blew again, Guo Jing suddenly raised his hand and knocked the bamboo branch down, and the sound of the air happened to hit between two beats. Ouyang Keden burst out laughing, thinking that this muddy boy would be wrong when he moved. Guo Jing followed up and hit again, still between two beats, and he hit four times in a row, but the notes were wrong. Huang Rong shook her head and said in her heart: "My stupid brother doesn't understand music and rhythm, and my father shouldn't insist on testing him." I was resentful in my heart, and I wanted to think of some way to disrupt the situation, so that this competition would not be successful, even if it was a draw, but when I turned my head to look at my father, I saw that his face was surprised.

I could only hear Guo Jing hitting the flute several times in a row, and the sound of the flute suddenly suffocated slightly, but then returned to the original tune. Guo Jing Zhuzhi even played before and after the beat, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, or preemptive, or after the sound of the jade flute, he was almost beaten out of order several times. This time, not only Huang Yaoshi kept Shenhong, Qigong and Ouyang Feng were also very surprised. It turned out that Guo Jingshi listened to the three of them fight each other with the sound of the flute, the sound of the zheng, and the whistling sound, and realized the method of attacking and resisting the battle in the music, and he didn't understand the rhythm and beat at all, and when he heard the sound of the flute, the only thing to compare was how to fight against the sound of the flute, and at the moment he disturbed his tune with the hit of the bamboo branch.

Li Mochou, who was dressed in a fiery red dress on the side, grabbed Zhao Zhijing's wide palm with one hand, showed a trace of strangeness on his face, and said in Zhao Zhijing's ear: "This Guo Jing doesn't know anything about music and rhythm, and Huang Rong's sister is afraid that she will be disappointed." But Zhao Zhijing, who was beside him, smiled slightly, and said: "Mo Chou, this time you are wrong, although Brother Guo Jing knows nothing about music and rhythm, but the rhythm of his beating is also extraordinary. ”

Zhao Zhijing's voice was silenced, and he saw Guo Jing in front of him hitting the withered bamboo with a bamboo branch to make a sound of "empty, empty", Rao is Huang Yaoshi's concentration was already perfect, and he almost followed the sound of the flute several times, this extremely ugly and noisy beat. Huang Yaoshi, who was holding the jade flute, was in high spirits, thinking that you kid still have this hand, and the tune suddenly turned and slowly became soft.

Ouyang Ke only listened for a moment, and then involuntarily raised the bamboo branch in his hand and danced. Ouyang Feng sighed, grabbed the pulse on his wrist, took out the silk scarf and plugged his ears, and only let go when he was calm. (To be continued.) )