After two rounds, both sides took a stick of incense break, Wang Gui and Tang Huai ran to the cottage again. Yue Fei gave Li Yanqing a thumbs up and said, "I am really nervous about the couplet just now! I thought you couldn't answer, who taught you!"

Li Yanqing blinked and smiled, "I learned to read at the age of two, started practicing calligraphy at the age of three, could write lyrics at the age of four, could write poetry at the age of five, and wrote novels at the age of six. Li Wencun is famous far and wide, don't you know?"

Yue Fei was stunned and shook his head and said, "I really don't know. Li Er said you were once stupid-"

"Say I was once a fool, right? He doesn't understand it if he is wise!"

Yue Fei nodded with enlightenment, and he thought of two lines of poetry he read yesterday: "Even if there is no effect, it will hide its shortcomings, and if there is something, it will be willing to stay in the trap." He is talking about Li Yanqing!

Lushan Town School answered two questions in a row, which was completely different from last year. Especially the second question, even Weinan Town School couldn't answer it. The other party easily passed the test. He Zhen no longer looked down on it and began to get nervous. They knew that Yao Ding was prepared this time and they met a strong enemy.

He Zhen walked to Yao Ding and laughed dryly, "I didn't expect Brother Yao would hide the pearl!"

Yao Ding said coldly: "It's just that the seven heroes are competing for the destiny. This is the luck of your school. Didn't Master He be as excited as the title of the Golden List yesterday?"

Yao Ding stabbed He Zhen hard, and He Zhen couldn't hold back his face and gritted his teeth and said, "There is still one round? Don't be too happy too early. Let you see my third question later."

“Each one another!”

At this time, the presiding judge waved to Li Yanqing, and Li Yanqing stepped forward and bowed and said, "Please teach the three masters!"

The presiding judge smiled and said, "Student Li's couplet is very good. It depends on whether you are old or not. How old are you?"

"The student is six years old and has not violated the rules."

The three deliberators were amazed at the same time. They were only six years old. This was the youngest student in the boy test. The couplet was so powerful. Another oldest deliberator couldn't help but say, "I'll test you too."

"Please give me advice!"

At this time, everyone's eyes were attracted. Yao Ding was very nervous, afraid that Li Yanqing would make a mistake at this time. He Zhen stroked the goatee. Li Yanqing's calm response made him jealous. He was only six years old, hum!

The deliberator smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I won't let you make couplets, but I'm going to test you. The New Year is coming soon, so I'll take the Spring Festival couplets! Who did the first Spring Festival couplet? I'll remind you, what I'm talking about is Spring Festival couplets. Can Student Li recite it?"

This question is not simple. There may be rumors among the scholars and officials in the capital, but for the students in Tangyin rural areas with inconvenient transportation and blocked news, this question is undoubtedly extremely remote. Even He Zhen next to him cannot answer it. Although Yao Ding knew about this Spring Festival couplet, he did not know who wrote it. As for the students next to him, he was even more stunned.

Li Yanqing laughed silently. When he was in his hometown for the New Year, every household posted this couplet! He pondered for a moment and said, "If I remember correctly, it was a peach talisman couplet by Meng Chang, the king of the former Shu Kingdom. The first couplet was: New Year greeting Yuqing; and the second couplet was: Jiajie name Changchun."

"Good words!" The three of them clapped together, and the judge gave a thumbs up, "The son can teach you!"

The old scholar who had just given the question smiled at the two of them: "It seems that I still have to take good care of myself and live for more than ten years, otherwise I will miss this good disciple."

"My teacher has gone too far."

He Zhen was jealous and said coldly: "You have been resting for a long enough time!"

Seeing that the fragrance had burned out, the presiding judge smiled and said, "Please take your seat! Prepare for the third round of debate."

The third round of test is the most difficult and the longest time. It is given half an hour. According to convention, as long as the other party can tell the source of the allusion, the deliberator cannot veto it, so the winner is generally decided in the third round.

Yao Ding first draws the question type again. He draws out a question mark and the judge whispers: "It's time to write it."

It was indeed the most difficult one. Yue Fei immediately took out the lowest question in the category, which was the third round of questions prepared by Yao Ding.

Yue Fei stood up and read the question aloud and said, "Okayama Yun's lyrics "Jiangchengzi", based on snow as the theme, please write a lyrics."

Yang Yun is the sound of [ang]. Su Shi's two poems "Jiangchengzi" are like the lingering life and death of ten years, and the old man is talking about young madness, both are Yang Yun. Currently, "Jiangchengzi" is also the most popular lyrics in the Song Dynasty.

The presiding judge said slowly: "This question is not required only if it is not written. As long as the pattern is in compliance with the style and the artistic conception is in line with the question, it will be answered."

He means that as long as the most basic rules are met, it doesn’t matter if the level is not at all.

It sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult because the lyrics themselves have requirements for word count and rhythm.

The first sentence of "Jiangchengzi" requires that the seven-character start with the music, and the rhythm is "Zhongping Zhongze Ze Pingping". Yao Ding's title also specifies that the yang rhyme is required, such as "Jiangchengzi."

The first sentence of "Mizhou Hunting" is that I talk about the young man's crazy words, which is "Zhongping Zhongze Pingping". The last word "Mai" is the Yang Yun.

Of course, most scholars will write poems and lyrics after ten years of hard study, but only the difference between their level. But after all, this is a boy competition. If a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy writes lyrics, only a very small number of prodigy can do it.

Time passed little by little, and the four teenagers were still thinking hard, writing and modifying, and He Zhen was even more anxious and sweating. Last year, they did not answer the third question and lost to Tangbeixiang Academy. They were eliminated in the first round. Fortunately, the students performed well in the subsequent exams and they won the fourth place, which of course was also due to the unexpected withdrawal of Tangbeixiang Academy.

"The time is here!"

As the presiding judge shouted, the four students in Weinan Town all lowered their heads in shame. They could not solve it. This question was considered a failure.

He Zhen's face turned pale. Last night, he asked four students to write three lyrics, including "Jiangchengzi". As for the snow scene, just change it.

But these four bastards were watching "The Great Sage of Monster Hunt" and no one did the homework he assigned. He Zhen glared at the four students fiercely and went back to deal with them.

"Please draw the questions by Master He!"

He Zhen stood up and walked quickly to the signing box. He also wanted to draw out his own box-to-box questions. In fact, the third round questions he prepared were extremely difficult, but he was unwilling to give up. He wanted to find the most difficult question.

He Zhen was going to draw a competitive draw. Yao Ding had drawn the draw in the second round just now and put it back. He Zhen remembered the seat it placed at that time. When it was his turn to draw lots, he made a small move on it.

He Zhen applied some oil on his left ring finger today. When he saw the sign in the second round, he smeared the oil. As long as he was under the side light, he could see the oil stain.

He Zhen looked at it for a long time, slowly pulled out the tag and wiped off the oil stains. He handed the tag to the presiding judge. The presiding judge looked at it, frowned, and it turned out to be a "competitive shot" again.

Competition is a choice and answer question. If you win the draw, you can give up the draw. It has never appeared in the boy's meeting in the past four years.

It is okay to compete for a 12 or 13-year-old boy, but it is difficult for a 7 or 8-year-old child. The judge looked at He Zhen and told him to give up another question, but He Zhen said: "If you don't change, just this question."

Since the question drawer refused to change, the presiding judge had no choice but to announce loudly: "Click for competition!"

Yao Ding's body shook slightly. He had never trained four human ejaculation. One reason was that he could not do it himself. The other reason was that he would usually put it back after he got it. There had never been a competitive ejaculation question in the boy's meeting, but it was obvious that He Zhen was targeting them today, and a look of extreme worry flashed in Yao Ding's eyes.

He Zhen showed a grim smile on his face. He had known that Yao Ding would not be able to shoot in a literary manner, so he set up an ambush in the third round. His disciple was defeated in the third round, and the other party could not pass.

The student from Weinan Town School took out the questions and stood up to read the questions and said, "A two-meter line, one arrow into the pot."

The room suddenly became an uproar and he actually asked to throw a two-meter line.

Wenzhe means throwing a pot, and throwing an arrow into a pot in the distance is generally divided into three types: one zhang line, two zhang line and three zhang line. The pot is a thin-necked copper pot with the tip of the pot as the size of a bowl mouth.

The three-zhang line is generally a training method for professional crossbowmen in the army. It cannot be done by literati. Even if it is a two-zhang line, only Jinshi, who is both civil and military, can have this ability. Basically, they are thrown into a one-zhang line, which is also the standard for literary archery.

But He Zhen was crazy and asked to throw a two-meter line and to get an arrow into the pot. No wonder the room was in an uproar.

He Zhen exploited the loopholes in the rules. The presiding judge could not refuse the third question and could only raise objections. If the question was only explained, he had to answer it.

The deputy director was three zhang, and it was obvious that he could perform literary ejaculation. The judge sighed secretly and said to Yao Ding: "According to the rules, you can refuse this question."

Yao Ding was in a dilemma. If they refused but the other party could explain reasonably, they would lose. Therefore, the risk of rejection was very high. Unless they had to be absolutely necessary, they could not refuse easily.

Since He Zhen refused to change the visa, it means he was prepared.

Seeing Yao Ding’s embarrassment, the presiding judge stopped forcing him and asked He Zhen, “Master He asked for a two-meter line to ask for a question, what is the basis?”

The so-called basis is either that students in Weinan Town can do it or find out what everyone knows.

He Zhen said confidently: "During the provincial examination in the capital two years ago, Zhao Wenbo, a juren from Xiangzhou, used a two-meter line into the pot in the literati meeting of Daxiangguo Temple. We all know this, so I asked this question."

Yao Ding was silent, and he knew about this. No wonder He Zhen dared to ask this question. It was indeed not a foul, but it was just a bit shameless.

"I have no objection!" Yao Ding replied.

He Zhen was extremely proud and stroked the goatee's beard and narrowed his eyes and said, "Since Master Yao has no objection, then please ask the prodigy from Lushan Town School to answer the questions!"
Chapter completed!