Yiyun was not angry or in a hurry to justify, "Then what do you want?"

"It's very simple, the three of us are up to you, and if you can answer it, even if you have real skills!" said another well-mannered man.

"If you can't answer the three of us, you will automatically ask the emperor to resign from the position of "Waiter of the Ministry of Rites"!" At the mention of the emperor, the old man clenched his fists to the sky to show his respect for the emperor.

"Okay, if I can't answer the three of you, I will automatically ask the emperor for my resignation as a chamberlain in the Ministry of Rites," Yiyun replied with his fists clenched like an old man.

The news of the three champions to teach this year's champion Yiyun was immediately spread, and after a while, the desks of Yiyun and the other three were surrounded by water.

The rules of the competition, regardless of the poetry and lyrics, the three champions asked Yiyun in turn, namely Li Mo, the last literary champion of the black and thin man, Jia Wengui, the elder of the previous literary champion, and Yao Qiusheng, a scholar who was polite and polite.

If Yiyun answers the question of one of the three of them incorrectly, it will be regarded as the honorary position of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites obtained through the back door, and Yiyun will resign from the position of waiter of the Ministry of Rites to the emperor.

Although the rules of the game are harsh and unfair, Yiyun is still confident and goes all out.

The first person to write the question was Li Mo, a thin black man: "The earthquake hill is embroidered with mountains and rivers through the ages," Li Mo's pair is heroic and domineering, and the meaning is not difficult to see the great revenge in Li Mo's heart.

"The door faces the sea, and the river flows for three years. Yiyun used softness to overcome rigidity neatly out of the lower couplet.

Yiyun's lower link is even more to Li Mo's heart, Yiyun used the lower link to respond to Li Mo's ambitious revenge, since as the champion, it must not be a waste of fame, why care about those dung honors, it is gold that will always shine, not to mention that you are already a high school champion, will it be far from your dream?

The exchange of words and poems is often broad and profound, and one word at a time can make them confidants who resonate with each other's hearts. Li Mo and Yiyun glanced at each other and then left with a light smile.

The second person who wrote the question was Jia Wengui, who was only in high school for the seventeenth time of the imperial examination: "Lao Ji has a long ambition of a thousand miles." ＂

Yiyun threw a smile at Jia Wengui, and then said the following couplet: "The martyr is in his twilight years, and his heart is strong." "Jia Wengui's Shanglian is to take this opportunity to tell Sù Yiyun not to look at me as a young man, but my ambition is still very big and I have never given up.

Yiyun heard Jia Wengui's unwillingness and persistence hidden in the poem, so he responded to Jia Wengui with "The martyr is in his twilight years, and his heart is strong", he didn't think there was anything about it, and his talent was not in the old and young. Only those who can have such persistence as you are truly worthy of words and poetry.

Jia Wengui was in tears, he didn't expect Yiyun to have such insight at such a young age.

The third questioner, Yao Qiusheng: "The time is quiet, with the gentleman, the water flows through the years, with the gentleman, the prosperity is exhausted, and the gentleman is old." ＂

The poetry is infinitely good just near dusk, if you look at it literally, this uplink is a good story that only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal, but Yiyun seems that this uplink is not so simple.

Yao Qiusheng has been studying at the Hanlin Academy since high school without any fame. If Yiyun didn't guess wrong, Yao Qiusheng must have a childhood sweetheart before the exam.

However, time has passed, and Yao Qiusheng has not been assigned any official position for three years. Even if the woman has the heart to wait for him, the woman's parents may not agree, so this couplet seems to be lingering but sad.

Yiyun decided to take a gamble: "Qingping Ancient Temple, monk's residence; The bell echoes, and the monk hits. ＂

Yiyun's careful taste of this lower link is very interesting, and Yiyun wants to use this lower link to wake up this nerd.

Indecision. If the love of children is really unfathomable, it is better to let go and bless, which Zen master of the past generations did not destroy the seven emotions and destroy the six desires to become a generation of Zen Buddhism?

You can't have both, otherwise you will lose both, and instead of being confused all day long, it is better to calm down and empty yourself like a monk.

When the future is brilliant, you can stand proudly in front of her in any posture, and in front of those who once looked down on you, others can look down on you, but at least you can't look down on yourself.

Yiyun will think about it repeatedly in his heart every time he answers, and only when he understands the true artistic conception of this uplink can he make a neat and appropriate downlink.

Yao Qiusheng lowered his head, and a trace of crystal flashed in his eyes. After answering the question, there was a cheer around him, Yiyun pursed his lips and chuckled, and walked out of the crowd.

"Yiyun, do you know what I called you here?" asked the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty in the Heart Cultivation Hall lazily on the soft couch.

It must be yesterday's victory over the three generations of Wen Zhuangyuan, although Yiyun thinks so in his heart, he still doesn't know it, Yiyun always feels that it's better not to be too smart.

"I have heard about yesterday's events, and it really deserves to be the champion of this year's literature, which can convince the three generations of literary champions. ＂

Yiyun knelt on the ground: "Minister, I am honestly afraid." ＂

"Get up, I announced that you are here today to tell you, and I want you to go with you tomorrow when I go out on patrol. ＂

"Me?" Yiyun pointed to his nose in disbelief.

"What, don't you want to go?" the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty looked at Yiyun with a little interest, "Wechen didn't dare, Wechen just felt a little flattered." Yiyun lowered his head, although he was a lewd person who had crossed over in the twenty-first century, but in the face of Emperor Yiyun, he always felt an invisible oppression.

"I heard that there was an invincible lawyer in Su Hu, who specialized in helping those rich families to fight lawsuits, and the innocent people eventually died in vain, and now Su Hu is mourning. ＂

"So I decided to go to meet the lawyer in person, and I heard from the Hanlin Academy that this year's champion is Gao Badou, who can speak well and speak well, so I think it will be useful to take you to Suzhou and Shanghai. Emperor Chong Yiyun winked and said.

Yiyun had a cold war, and he was simply telegraphed by this handsome emperor, but this famous emperor seems to be really good, sympathetic, and knows the suffering of the people.

Yiyun's whole person was not good when he came out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the demonic face and evil eyes of the famous emperor appeared in his head from time to time, so you can imagine how difficult it is for those concubines in the harem to control.

Yiyun shivered as he walked, unaware that a white dove flew above his head for a long time, until he ...... Yiyun felt a hot mass falling from the sky: "I wipe you, you actually dare to pull on the labor! You broken bird, see if my brother doesn't cook you!"

[""Broken Bird ?!!" "Are you really sure it's a "Broken Bird"?]

Yiyun looked at the black and white mass in front of his shoulder, and he was shocked, and dragged down his boots and smashed them into the white dove.

"Bang", the white pigeon flapped its wings twice and fell down with Yiyun's boots, Yiyun put on his boots with a treacherous smile, and grabbed the white pigeon that was stunned by one of his boots. (To be continued......)