Dao fruit.

"It seems that this person doesn't want to serve the eldest brother. Please use to visit this site." Looking at Qiu Yan's back, Yang Dingyuan said in a low voice.

"Of course, it's not a last resort. Which student would like to eat military food?" Qi Xin didn't show much dissatisfaction. Come here, I guess there is still a good show to watch."

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed something strange in Yang Dingyuan's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Confused, Qi Xin followed Yang Dingyuan's gaze and looked at Qiu Yan's figure.

"My lord, this is an anagram, please think about it carefully..." The woman holding the lamp in front of Qiu Yan spoke softly, but before she finished speaking, Qiu Yan said, "The answer to the riddle is the word 'animal'."

"By the way," the woman was stunned for a moment, congratulated quickly, and handed over the answer note, "Young master is really quick thinking."

Qiu Yan smiled, tore up the riddle, and walked to another lantern. Before the woman holding the lamp could speak, he said directly: "The answer to the riddle is the word 'attacking the unprepared'."

"Congratulations, young master." The woman also froze for a moment, and handed over the answer note.

Qiu Yan took the note, walked to the third lamp, glanced at it, and said, "The answer to the riddle is 'sky'."

The woman was obviously prepared, and while congratulating, she handed over the note in her hand.

Qiu Yan took it unceremoniously, and walked to the fourth lantern in two or three steps. The woman holding the lantern subconsciously passed the note in her hand. Qiu Yan followed the trend and said, "The answer to the riddle is 'Gold Osmanthus' tea."

"My lord is a great talent." The girl carrying the lamp came back to her senses at this moment, realizing that she was too late.

Four in a row.In just the time of breathing, Qiu Yan tore up puzzles one after another.Because the speed was too fast, others didn't notice it, but they all fell into the eyes of Qi Xin and Yang Dingyuan. They looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

"This Qiu Yan doesn't seem to be as useless as those scholars said." Yang Dingyuan swallowed.

During the time he spoke, Qiu Yan had already torn off the riddle of the tenth lamp and walked all the way.Just like a farmer harvesting crops, the lantern riddles seemed to have become straws, and Qiu Yan couldn't even stop and think. Once people arrived, the riddles would be solved!

Guessing riddles may seem simple, but quick thinking is not enough to guess correctly and quickly.You also need to have a certain amount of insight, which contains a lot of truth.

However, Qiu Yan's deity is a god, and the thoughts gathered in a pool of incense are all the thoughts of believers, and any puzzles fall into his hands.It's like thinking with millions of people. It's too difficult to stop him.

Walking all the way, tearing all the way, this act.Eventually it caught the attention of others.

At this moment, the other scholars are thinking hard on their own.Most of them didn't even untie one piece, and occasionally someone untied one piece, and they immediately became elated and overjoyed.

Even Fang Ziyan and Gu Yanzhi, the two protagonists of the Literary and Poetry Clubs, only unlocked two of them.

So many scholars were stunned to see Qiu Yan walking all the way, tearing up puzzles one by one with his hands incessantly.

"What's going on here? Is he making trouble?"

Zhang Sheng and Liu Sheng looked at each other.

………………

On the third floor of Wenqu Building, in a room, Yingying Yanyan, several women gathered here, the leader was a woman in pink, with a fair face, Danfeng eyes, black and white.

This group of women dressed dignifiedly and talked around the woman in pink, faintly like a star holding the moon.

"Sister Song, when shall we go down?"

Suddenly, a young girl asked, and it was the woman in pink who she asked.

The woman in pink, surnamed Song and named Qian, was the apple of the eye of Jiedu envoy Song Yuan.

Listening to the question, Song Qian pampered the girl's head: "Don't worry, first let the people below guess the lantern riddles to brighten up the atmosphere, and then we sisters will go down."

"Guessing lantern riddles is such a fun thing, why don't we go." The girl was obviously looking forward to it, "I heard that there are two great talents down here, so I can see them show their talents."

Hearing what she said, the other women also moved.

Most of these girls' fathers are military generals, but their mothers are all from a scholarly family. Song Yuan asked the emperor for his military exploits in order to stabilize his status as a veteran. These women bestowed by the emperor are all They are innocent and well-educated, so their daughter, under the influence of her ears and eyes, has no interest in dancing knives and guns, but likes stories about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.

Song Qian is also average. Although her identity is complicated, her yearning for reading is the same, which is why all the previous things happened.

Hearing the demands of the girls, she slowly changed her mind, and was about to take the girls down to participate, when a voice came from outside the door——

"Miss, this subordinate has something urgent to report."

"What's the matter?" Song Qian straightened her clothes and ordered the people outside to come in.

As soon as the man entered the room, he said, "Miss, all those lantern riddles you arranged have already been guessed!"

"What?" Song Qian's eyes widened, showing a surprised expression, "I have guessed all? How long has it been? I have prepared a total of seventy lantern riddles! Could it be that Mr. Fang and Mr. Gu have prepared enough? Guess most of the lantern riddles in one breath?"

The person who reported the letter quickly said: "It's not Mr. Fang and Mr. Gu, but Mr. Qiu, named Qiu Yan. He guessed [-] of your seventy lantern riddles by himself. Counting the others, Just guessed it all!"

"Qiu Yan?" Hearing this name, Song Qian showed a difference, "The scholar who was fainted by Mr. Zhao?"

Song Qian still has an impression of Qiu Yan, not because of the rumors these days, but because of what happened two years ago.

"This man is really capable. No wonder Mr. Zhao invited him over. Since the lantern riddles have been guessed, we should go down. Let's go." Song Qian said, stood up, and walked away with a group of girls out.

The atmosphere in the flower hall seemed a little weird.

Song Qian noticed this when people were on the stairs, and the people below were divided into several pieces.

Many brocade-clothed youths and teenagers chatted enthusiastically.

"This Qiu Yan is so powerful!"

"It was an eye-opener."

"Three years ago, I went to Beijing with my father. I also experienced it once. At that time, Bai Zhaoyuan, a talented man in the capital, showed his skills. It is very similar to Qiu Sheng's performance."

"Bai Zhaoyuan? I've heard of him, the number one scholar!"

"More than that, this man is both civil and military, and he is a person who can only be seen once in decades."

……

As we talked, the topic changed.

On the other side, the Confucian scholars gathered together and whispered, many of them were upset.

"I didn't expect that. This Qiu Yan still has this skill."

Even Fang Ziyan and Gu Yanzhi seemed uncomfortable. The two of them originally thought that they would be the protagonists of the literary society, fighting each other, but they didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight so simply.

Zhang Sheng and Liu Sheng were talking quietly.

"Guessing riddles is just a trick, not a skill. We scholars can only judge our superiority in terms of poetry, books and classics. He Qiu Yan seems to be quick-witted, but he is all clever. Don't forget that Mr. Zhao took the exam that day. When you are more knowledgeable..."

Having said that, Zhang Sheng himself could not continue.

The matter of Qiu Yan fainting has always been treated as a joke, but now they are not as good as Qiu Yan in guessing riddles.He lost so quickly, and if he belittled Qiu Yan, wouldn't he appear to be even more incompetent.Moreover, after this incident, if someone uses Qiu Yan as an excuse in the future.They could all be involved.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shusheng immediately realized that something was wrong.His face darkened, and even Gu Yanzhi, who seemed open-minded, changed slightly.

"If you can't save face today, then..."

What they said did not escape Qiu Yan's attention.

"Sure enough, it is better to suppress the limelight than to say a thousand words and ten thousand. Today we should go all out, put an end to the rumors, and completely defeat them, but we must not be blind. We must use the long to strike the short and take the initiative." Thinking in my heart, Qiu Yan chatted with Qi Xin for a few more words.

Qi Xin's attitude has changed significantly, the condescending taste is gone, and Yang Dingyuan never mentioned the matter of abandoning his pen and joining the army.

At this moment, someone saw many women walking down slowly, and they couldn't help calling out.

"Miss Song has come down."

When the others heard this, they immediately regained their spirits.

Song Qian and the girls were so beautiful and delicious that people saw them, and the haze in their hearts dissipated a lot, and the atmosphere in the hall immediately improved.

Coincidentally at this time, loud laughter came from outside the door, and Song Yuan and Zhao Bingcheng came in chatting and laughing. When they saw the two, whether they were young people in brocade clothes or scholars in green shirts, they all bowed to each other.

After Zhao Bingcheng came in, he greeted Qiu Yan kindly, then glanced left and right, frowned: "The marshman prince didn't come?"

"Maybe still on the way," Song Yuan also nodded towards Qiu Yan, "Mr. Zhao and I are just here to make up for today's literary meeting, so you don't have to worry about it." After a simple instruction, he led Zhao Bingcheng up went upstairs.

Song Yuan and Zhao Bingcheng greeted Qiu Yan one after another. This scene was watched by others, and immediately aroused different thoughts, some were thoughtful, and some showed jealousy and hatred.

"What's going on? This Qiu Yan fainted in front of Mr. Zhao three days ago. Mr. Zhao was obviously dissatisfied at the time. Today, he provoked the marsh people and was called over by the Jiedu envoy. As a result, he is not only fine now, but also seems to be with the two It's too unbelievable to have a friendship."

Zhang Sheng and Liu Sheng looked surprised, even the other Confucian scholars were puzzled.

"With Mr. Zhao here today, if the Wenhui can produce a masterpiece, it will not be long before it is commented by his old man."

In the crowd, someone suddenly made a sound, and then the person changed the subject and said, "It's rare for such a grand event. Brother Qiu just became a blockbuster, why don't you strike while the iron is hot and compose a poem?" It was Fang Ziyan who spoke.

When he said this, other Confucian scholars resonated and echoed, but in Qiu Yan's perception, he could clearly capture some malice.

Beside, a few men in brocade clothes also found it interesting and joined in the excitement. A few officials and ladies had just arrived and didn't know the situation, so they asked each other, and then they all marveled and looked at Qiu Yan.

Song Qian remained calm, her eyes also fell on Qiu Yan.

"This Qiu Yan can solve riddles in a row, which shows that he is quick-witted. Unfortunately, he is a monk, and his energy should be spent on cultivation. His knowledge may not be comparable to that of Fang Ziyan and others. Together, these poems can best show a person's literary talent, but It also needs to be brewed, and in a hurry, I don’t know how he will deal with it." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m to read.)