princess from the underworld

Chapter 46 text 50
"I haven't seen the wanderer return in early winter. It's simple, it's 'silt'!" Lan Zhou looked at the lantern riddle in front of him and said calmly.

"My lord is so powerful, please take it well." A man took down the lantern with the lantern riddle just now and handed it to Lanzhou, "The one who gets 10 lanterns at the fastest will hand them over to Master Xiaguan of the city tower as soon as possible." Here, in exchange for the test questions of the Lantern King, and if you pass it, you will be exchanged for this year's Lantern King."

10?It was so simple, Lan Zhou was secretly happy, just turned his head, only to find that a scholar already had 5 lanterns in his hand, he was startled, and hurried to the next lantern riddle.

Along the way, passing five levels and beheading six generals, Lan Zhou quickly collected 10 lanterns. Looking back, he found that the scholar just got 10. He was looking at him. The two smiled at each other and turned around suddenly. , and rushed to the tower with one stride.

One is handsome and the other is elegant, although their clothes are shabby, they have a special taste. They passed through the crowd, and they didn't stop when the lantern beside them was knocked down.

"Master, son, why are you working so hard?" One person ran and asked Lan Zhou next to him.

"I want to give it to my lady." The tone was flat but full of tenderness.

"That's right, I also want to give the Lantern King to Ms. Lan Lan, I think, my son is the same as me..." Panting slightly, the tone was full of helplessness, "I also ask you for advice."

……

Downstairs of Lantern King City.

"The two moves are really quick." An old man dressed in bright clothes was sitting in the gazebo under the tower with a kind smile. He took out a note from a brocade box.

"Today, the Lantern King's level is to mention poetry."

Inscribing poems, it’s good to be brave, isn’t it the strong point of literati?

"The title is—" From ancient times to the present, hosts love to keep things close..."Moon."

The corner of the scholar's mouth is raised next to Lanzhou, which is easy to handle. He made a song a few days ago, "Xiaosheng is making a fool of himself here." He flicked his long sleeves, and looked affectionately at Miss Yanlan who was not far away, "In the courtyard Crows perched in white trees, sweet-scented osmanthus flowers were wet with cold dew. The moon is bright tonight, and I don’t know who’s house will be lost in autumn." After talking, he looked at the old man in the flower dress, "What does Master Zhang think?"

The old man brushed his beard and said with a smile, "That's right. What about this young man's? Or are you planning to give up?"

Lan Zhou frowned. He didn't know what he was thinking about, as if he couldn't make up his mind. He looked up and saw the exquisite lamp king swaying in the wind. , where will the bright moon look next year?"

The wind passed by, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"Okay!" Mrs. Zhang stood up suddenly and clapped his hands, "It's not a good night in this life, where will the bright moon look next year!" He has the demeanor of a general!" He was so excited that his beard was shaking, "I don't know if the young master has entered the court What do you think about becoming an official? I can recommend you, I believe you..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Lan Zhou shook his head, "I only want that." He pointed to the lamp king, and the old man shook his head straight, "You can't carve a rotten tree! You have such talent, why are you willing to live in the market?"

Lan Zhou looked at the old man indifferently, the old man sighed, and ordered someone to take down the lamp king and hand it to Lan Zhou.Just when he was about to leave, he saw the wry smile on the face of the scholar who was with him, "I..."

"Young Master deserves that. I am incompetent. Don't feel guilty, Young Master." He saluted Lan Zhou, then turned and left to Miss Lan Zhou's side.

Lan Zhou turned his gaze not far away, and saw a purple figure walking towards him slowly, his eyes were full of tenderness, and a rare smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)