Zhumen Hangui

Chapter 243 Tricky Topic

Meng Lingxi wanted to apologize, but was interrupted by Lu Zhongbo.

"It's common for young people to compare and learn from each other in the Humanities Association. Presumably the seventh son won't mind. Let's start now?"

This exit turned towards Meng Lingxi, causing Su Yiliang's complexion to change slightly.

Su Yijue and Su Yizhao snorted coldly in their hearts, but their expressions were as usual, and they didn't say much.

"I don't know what we're going to test this time?" Su Yizhao still looked normal under the explanations and speculations of everyone.

She asked this because she really didn't know what to compare, and she also implied that the rules were set by Meng Lingxi, which was naturally beneficial to Meng Lingxi.

"This competition is divided into three rounds, and it is exactly two out of three rounds. The first round is about poetry. In this way, we will randomly point out one of the many students and ask him to write a question, and then the two of them will discuss each other in the same room. Within hours, compose a poem."

It was Lu Zhongbo who spoke. He glanced at Su Yizhao, and then said: "After all, this Wendou was proposed by Mr. Meng. It would be unfair for him to set the question or for us to set the question, and it will inevitably lead to misunderstanding."

He is a master of calligraphy, even if he appreciates Meng Lingxi's talent, he will not gamble his reputation on it.

"That's fair. Neither of them knew the topic, so it was random. It can be seen that Mr. Meng and Mr. Lu are very open-minded!" The scholars who were watching nodded repeatedly.

"That's natural. These three are doing the evaluation and fairness for Mr. Meng's face. It's true that they can't make the questions. It's only fair in this way."

The people present echoed it one after another, saying that it should be done.

Su Yizhao will naturally not be dissatisfied, which is relatively fair.

"I have no objection!" Su Yizhao nodded.

Then she took out the small rattan box that she carried with her, and then took out the four treasures of the study that she used to use on weekdays.

When everyone saw it, they immediately sneered at Shi Jiazi's behavior.

It's not that there is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone in this essay meeting. Who is he showing this attitude?
Su Yizhao ignored everyone's thoughts, what happened to her habit of bringing her four treasures of study?
Lu Zhongbo saw it, but he changed his view of Su Yizhao. It can be seen that Su Yizhao is very particular about reading and practicing calligraphy on weekdays.

He is a master of calligraphy, and he usually brings his own four treasures of the study when he goes out, and others are really not used to them.

"Seventh son! You can choose a student at will to come up with a question!" Lu Zhongbo's tone was much more relaxed than before.

Su Yizhao looked around and saw that everyone was eager to try, so he casually pointed to one in the middle.

"I wonder if this brother is willing to ask questions?" Su Yizhao asked with a salute.

That man was around the age of weak crown, seeing Su Yizhao pointing at him, he didn't shy away, and stood up generously.

"Seventh Young Master, you are being polite! Since this is the case, then Bai will ask a question."

As he spoke, he looked around the courtyard, and when he looked around, he hesitated.

After a while, his eyes lit up, "Let's take one object in this courtyard as the topic, and as for which object, the two of you can choose it yourself."

This is to increase the difficulty and make it more exciting.It depends on what these two people will choose to do the question, he feels excited just thinking about it.

"This? It's a bit difficult to do this! But writing what I'm good at, maybe I've done it before, so I'll use it to polish it!" Some scholars couldn't help but questioned.

"I think this is very interesting. There are flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard, and there are many utensils in the gazebo. There must be something that both of them are good at. This competition must be wonderful."

Some people couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the scholar who wrote the question, this person is talented.

Su Yizhao also took a look at the surrounding environment. If you want to say that the most outstanding things in this courtyard are those few white plum trees.

A clump of winter jasmine is planted in a corner of the yard, and there are spring orchids in the middle.

If the theme is flowers, Su Yizhao can write two or three poems if he picks out any of the flowers in the yard.

But if she can write, so can the other party.

Furthermore, the poems about flowers have been written by many literati since ancient times, and there are not a few of them that are brilliant.

If these flowers are used as the theme this time, it will be hard to say, and there is nothing new.

Since the other party wants to make a name for himself, then he should come up with a strange move to achieve a deterrent effect.

With a glance, Su Yizhao saw the uneven stones laid outside the gazebo, and suddenly thought of something.

Su Yijue was concentrating on grinding ink for Su Yizhao, seeing Su Yizhao thinking, she didn't dare to disturb her.

Even Su Yiliang personally prepared tea for Su Yizhao and looked at her eagerly.

Seeing that Su Yizhao's two elder brothers were still serving carefully, and seeing that Meng Lingxi was alone with no one grinding ink for him, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads.

The sons and brothers of this aristocratic family are used to enjoying it.

Look, it's just a poem, and there are two people waiting on it.

"This Su family is really a family! Look at that Su Yizhao, there is no one to take care of him, maybe he can't even grind ink?"

Someone had sour water pouring out of their stomachs, curled their lips and said.

This person's words were a bit exaggerated, but many people present agreed with them very much.

Look how extravagant this dress is?

"However, only the background of a great family can raise such a stunning and stunning person, right?"

However, some people were impressed by Su Yizhao's demeanor and couldn't help but defend him.

When others heard it, they also felt that it made some sense.Such a son of a family, without rich clothes and fine food, no family inheritance, how can he be cultivated?
In this way, it seems that such behavior is also a matter of course?

Although everyone said that they despised the style of the children of the aristocratic family, their eyes followed Su Yizhao closely. They only felt that this young man carried everyone's demeanor in every move, exquisite and free and easy, which made them lose their minds.

Su Yizhao glanced at the opposite side, and Meng Lingxi happened to look over. The two eyes collided, and Su Yizhao felt sparks radiating.

She couldn't help smiling at the other party, the smiling eyes contained some deep meaning, and then she lowered her head and picked up the brush.

However, this is just what Su Yizhao thinks, but Meng Lingxi thinks that Su Yizhao's smile is like a short-lived smile, which is really rare.

It has to be said that Su Yizhao's appearance is pleasing to the eye, which makes his mood also happy.

Seeing that Su Yizhao was about to write, he glanced at the incense burner at the top, and at this time the incense burner had already burned half a stick.

Glancing over the courtyard, I decided to write what I was good at.He had read Su Yizhao's article before, so he should not be underestimated.

Thinking of the poems he had written before, Meng Lingxi felt that he was still dissatisfied and had to polish them up a bit.

After making up his mind, he looked across again.

But I saw that the person opposite was writing unhurriedly. At this moment, he was looking down at the paper, his aura was much softer than before, and he seemed to have a sense of tranquility.

Seeing that Meng Lingxi was in a daze, Lu Chengtao, who was sitting on the upper left, couldn't help coughing lightly.

He had seen Meng Lingxi's article before, and he was very optimistic about this son, but now he saw this son's mind wandering into the sky, and he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Lu Chengtao glanced at the incense burner, but couldn't help but remind him.

(End of this chapter)