Chapter 100 Guest of the curtain [please collect]

The green orchid narcissus is staggered, the antique calligraphy and paintings are hanging, the chess room is set on the left side, the black and white pieces fall vertically and horizontally, the piano table is placed on the right side, the rosemary sound, the warbler is cicing between the flowers, the color fan shakes gently, the fragrant wind is gusts, the clothes are soft, and the spring is long.

Looking at it carefully, Wangtian Book Garden is indeed different from other fireworks places. It is a little elegant, not pretending to be elegant!

"Fat, do you think if I give myself some money, I can get the 800 taels of gold?"

As soon as Li Yu heard this, he immediately turned around and walked out. Qin Shubao couldn't help scream. There was no Li Yu's back in his sight. Qin Shubao smiled helplessly and said, "Is he so confident in me?"

"The little one also has confidence in the third master, but the little one has no identity, otherwise he also wants to put a bet on the third master."

Qin Shubao smiled and shook his head gently incomprehensiblely. A bamboo fan gently drew a circle on the table.

With a bell and drum, Wangtian Shuyuan calmed down. Qin Shubao looked curiously at the dans around him. What power could make these rebellious guys so perverse.

A maid in colorful clothes came out holding a scroll. After bowing and saluteing, a crisp voice spread throughout the Wangtian Book Garden.

"Wangyou girl said today's three questions, and those who answered the two questions can enter the curtain."

As soon as the maidservant in colorful clothes finished speaking, Qin Shubao found that most people sighed secretly, but they forced their face. This kind of pretentious behavior made Qin Shubao feel funny.

More than a dozen women handed out pen and paper to the tables. After the distribution was completed, the maidservant in colorful clothes hung down the scroll in her hand.

"What melon can't be eaten?"

Qin Shubao's eyes widened, looked at the scroll in the hand of the maidservant in colorful clothes, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. I opened my eyes, rubbed my eyes, and repeated several times, and finally made sure that there was no dazzle.

Looking at the sad-faced dung bellis around him, Qin Shubao smiled softly, and his smile was full of sarcasm.

When Zhao Meng saw that Qin Shubao was confident, he bowed slightly and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you sure?"

Qin Shubao nodded, but he held the pen but didn't write. His eyes glanced around, which made many dung be indignant.

"It's time, gentlemen, please stop writing."

Receive the answer, and the maidservant in colorful clothes read the answer in turn. The answer is nothing more than bitter gourd, white melon, loofah and other dung bers who think they are not delicious. For such answers, the maidservant in colorful clothes said no.

I don't know why Qin Shubao's paper fell to the end. The maidservant in colorful clothes was stunned when she saw what Qin Shubao wrote and didn't know how to read it.

The dung beg who was killed by the maidservant in colorful clothes saw that she didn't miss her, so she shouted, "Is it a bitter gourd?"

"Can't you understand what people wrote?"

"Don't ink, just kill it directly."

The maid in colorful clothes shook her head slightly and said, "The man at the fortification table answered a question correctly."

Hearing the maidservant in colorful clothes say this, the killed ditches were unconvinced and shouted, "What is written? Say it quickly."

"Fool!"

As soon as the maid in colorful clothes said, there were scolding in Wangtian Book Garden, such as "Bitch!" Looking for death!" Bitch!" Such words are endless.

"All of you are angry! Caidie didn't dare to offend you. She thought this was the answer written by the fortification table.

The woman in white, with a silver crown, a silver bell on her wrist, and tied to her waist came from behind. Her voice was slightly sonorous, and she swayed out without falling into the wind and dust.

The woman raised her hand and took the paper from the colorful butterfly's hand, showed it to the crowd, brought out a light bell, gave a slight courtesy, and walked to one side of the piano case. She stroked the Yaoqin with her bare hands and turned it into jade and silk.

Li Yu, who came in from the door, laughed regardless, disturbed the sound of the piano, was annoying, and frowned slightly.

The dans scolded Li Yu one after another, and were quite dissatisfied with his disturbing behavior of forgetting to worry and playing the piano. At the same time, Li Yu's momentum of scolding followed one after another.

"Third Master, you are such a fool! That's great! Of course, fools can't eat, whoever eats fools!"

Li Yu lifted the dage who had just gone down the steps in a word and let them hang them in mid-air and blush.

"You guys can answer the second question!"

Wangyou stopped the sound of the piano and gave everyone another step. Li Yu did not continue to sneer, but gave Qin Shubao a thumbs up and smiled.

Colored butterflies wear colorful clothes, walk like butterflies, hold the scrolls and hang down, and roll up the book "studying history and making a poem".

Looking at this question, Qin Shubao had to admire the means of Wangtian Shuyuan. As long as these questions are not right, he can pass the test and answer the right question without causing no face to anyone.

Difference from Qin Shubao, Li Yu scratched his cheeks anxiously. He didn't doubt Qin Shubao, but it was too difficult to come up with such questions. He wanted to see Qin Shubao step on everyone's faces. Suddenly, it made him feel like he hit cotton.

Qin Shubao didn't think about it and wrote it. Li Yu was shocked and asked uncertainly, "Master, have you really thought about it?"

"Would you like to come?"

Qin Shubao cunningly handed the pen to Li Yu. Li Yu hurriedly shook his head and asked him to undress the woman, but Li Yu could not do this kind of work of carrying a pen and carving dragons.

He was impressed by Qin Shubao's 'stupid'. Seeing that Qin Shubao took the pen without thinking, he sighed a little after being curious.

Junyan, when did you come from a rich family?

Half a cup of tea, Qin Shubao stopped writing and shouted, "You can take it."

This shout shocked all those who were thinking. In the face of Qin Shubao's sharpness, everyone sneered and wanted to see how he fell into pieces.

The ancients had seven steps to become poetry, which are rare and top-notch existence. How can a well-knowing doucher not understand Qin Shubao's knowledge? The limelight can come out, but if one is not good, it will become a front and hurt deeply!

Wangyou nodded to the colorful butterfly, the silver crown was like a phoenix head drinking water, and a trace of blue silk fell down, regardless of the small section, with a faint smile.

"The beauty committed suicide on the bank of the Wujiang River, and the war once burned Chibi Mountain. The general was empty and the old jade gate was closed. Qin and Han were sad. The living people were suffering, and the scholars sighed as soon as they grew up."

As soon as the colorful butterfly finished reading, it aroused a scolding, which was extremely sour and mean, and only a few people showed contemplation.

The dungren scolded happily. Lin Long suddenly lifted a table, and the half-person-high Eight Immortal Table shouted up, smashed the roof, opened a hole, and landed in the outer courtyard.

The scolding stopped abruptly, as if someone was pinched in the throat, which was so unhappy.

Li Yu laughed loudly and didn't care that Lin Longxiang was covered with wood debris dust. He patted Lin Longxiang on the shoulder and said boldly, "I'll take you to Jingtian Building to eat meat later!" It's full!"

Lin Longxiang was not** by Li Yu, but looked at Qin Shubao with tears in fear that Qin Shubao would say evil words to him.

Qin Shubao smiled, and Lin Longxiang was happy. Qin Shubao nodded to Zhao Meng, and Zhao Meng took Lin Longxiang out. Li Yu did not hesitate to throw a few pieces of silver to Zhao Meng.

Photographed by the momentum of Lin Longxiang, no one dares to curse stupidly. The table outside the courtyard is a real example.

He was born with worry and saluted everyone. He looked at Qin Shubao and said, "The fortification table wins!"

When Wangyou said this, some people suddenly became unhappy. They are regular guests. How can they lose to others?

"What a quarrel! If you don't have the ability, you still shout. You're not ashamed, and I'm ashamed for you!" Before Qin Shubao refuted, someone scolded those who were not convinced.

"What the hell do you mean by talking about me? Is what he made a poem? Besides, where does he learn from history?

The ridiculed dander didn't get angry with the unlearned dander, but snorted coldly and explained with disdainful eyes: "Farewell Princess, do you only remember that delicate-faced actor? Burning Red Cliff, it's useless to tell you, playing the piano to the cow! Yumen Xiongguan, I don't know if I miss you! I guess you just understand the jade door under the woman's body.

Three allusions came out in a row, and the man said that his ears were red and his face was purple.

"Finally, satirizing the scholars in the world and talking about history and the present is just a little drooling! Such courage, I am the first to take it! I don't think Third Master Qin can win the first prize in this question, so no one can win it!"

Qin Shubao lowered his head in melancholy. He just copied an ancient word, and there was no intention to satirize the reader at all. He was interpreted like this, really...

It's fucking like that!

When Li Yu heard the explanation, he suddenly looked radiant and stood up and shouted "OK". Qin Shubao was so scared that he raised his head and stared at him fiercely.

Seeing Qin Shubao's calm life, compared with a fat man beside him, he was also in a trance. Is there really a talent comparable to Yan Qingzhi in Bianliang City?

Li Yu naturally understood the rules of Wangtian Shuyuan, looked at the white clothes and stabbed Qin Shubao in the arm.

Seeing Li Yu like this, he leaned slightly and said, "Please come into the inner courtyard."

Qin Shubao got up and entered the inner courtyard with his worries in everyone's enviable eyes. Li Yu trembled and flowed from the corners of his mouth, with a happy and light face: "Eight taels of gold!"

Can the guests who enter the curtain live in the Jade Gate?