MTL - Poor Family-Chapter 29 The first round of the ring (3)

  Chapter 29 The first round of the ring (3)

After two rounds, both sides rested for a while, Wang Gui and Tang Huai ran to the latrine again, Yue Fei gave Li Yanqing a thumbs up and said: "I was really nervous about the couplet just now! I thought you couldn't answer it. , who taught you!"

  Li Yanqing blinked and said with a smile: "I could read at the age of two, practice calligraphy at the age of three, compose lyrics at the age of four, write poems at the age of five, and write novels at the age of six. Li Wencun is famous far and wide, don't you know?"

  Yue Fei was stunned, shook his head and said: "I really don't know, Li Er also said that you were stupid—"

   "You said I used to be a fool, right! Great wisdom is like a fool, he doesn't understand!"

  Yue Fei nodded if he realized something. He thought of the two poems he read yesterday: ‘Even if there is no obvious effect, you will hide your clumsiness. ’ It was Li Yanqing who was talking about it!

Lushan Town Academy answered two questions in a row, which was a different team from last year. Especially the second question, even Weinan Town Academy couldn’t answer it. This time Yao Ding came prepared, they met a strong enemy.

  He Zhen walked in front of Yao Ding, and said with a dry smile, "I never thought Brother Yao would also hide a pearl!"

  Yao Ding said coldly: "It's all about the seven heroes competing for the throne. This is the luck of your school. Wasn't Master He as excited as the title of the gold list yesterday?"

  Yao Ding stabbed He Zhen hard. He Zhen couldn't hold back his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "There's another round? Don't get too excited. I'll show you my third question later."

   "Each each other!"

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

  The presiding officer smiled and said, "Scholar Li's couplet is very good. You are not very old. How old are you?"

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

  The three deliberating officers were amazed together. They were only six years old. This is the youngest student in the boy test. The couplets are still so good. The other oldest deliberating officer couldn't help but said: "I'll test you too."

   "Please enlighten me, Master!"

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 his goatee, just Li Yanqing's calm response made him feel jealous, only six years old, snort!

The review officer smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I won't let you make couplets, but I want to test you. The New Year is coming soon, so I will test the Spring Festival couplets! Who made the first couplets, remind me For a moment, I'm talking about Spring Festival couplets, can Li Xuezi memorize them?"

This question is not easy, and there may be rumors among the scholar-bureaucrats in the capital, but for Tangyin rural students with inconvenient transportation and no news, this kind of question is undoubtedly extremely uncommon, even He Zhen who is next to him can't answer it, although Yao Ding knows This Spring Festival couplet, but he didn't know who made it, and the students next to him were even more dumbfounded.

  Li Yanqing couldn't help laughing. During the Chinese New Year in his old hometown, every household posted this couplet! He pondered for a moment and then said: "If I remember correctly, it is a peach charm couplet written by Meng Chang, the former king of Shu. The first couplet is: New Year Na Yuqing; the second couplet is: Jiajie Changchun."

   "Well said!" The three applauded together, and the presiding judge gave a thumbs up, "You can teach me!"

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

   "Teacher and father are too proud."

  He Zhen was jealous, so he said coldly: "The rest time is long enough!"

  Seeing that the incense had burned out, the presiding judge smiled and said, "Everyone, please take your seats! Prepare for the third round of debate."

  The third round is the most difficult and takes the longest time. It takes half an hour. According to the usual practice, as long as the opponent can tell the source of the allusion, the reviewer will not be able to veto it, so the winner is usually decided in the third round.

   It was Yao Ding who drew the question type first, and he took out a check mark, and the presiding judge said loudly: "Yes, do it."

   Sure enough, it was the most difficult one, and Yue Fei immediately took out the bottom question in the instant composition category, which was the third round of questions prepared by Yao Ding.

  Yue Fei stood up and read the title aloud: "The lyric sheet "Jiangchengzi" in rhyme with Yang rhymes, with snow as the theme, please write a poem."

  Yangyun is the rhyme of [ang]. Su Shi’s two "Jiangchengzi", such as Ten Years of Life and Death, and Old Man Talking About Teenage Madness, are all Yangyun. Currently, "Jiangchengzi" is also the most popular song card in Song Dynasty.

  The presiding officer said slowly: "This question is only required if you don't write an essay. As long as the rhyme is in compliance with the rules and the artistic conception is in line with the question, it will be considered as an answer."

  He means that as long as the most basic rules are met, it doesn't matter if the level is a little bit worse.

  It sounds simple, but in fact it is very difficult, because Ci Pai itself has the requirements of word count and rhythm.

  The first sentence of "Jiangchengzi" requires seven characters to begin with, and the rhythm is "Zhongpingzhongzezepingpingping". The first sentence of "Hunting in Mizhou" is "Zhongpingzhongzezepingpingping" in the first sentence of the old man talking about youth madness, and the last word "kuang" is the yang rhyme.

  Of course, ordinary scholars can write poems and lyrics after ten years of hard work, it’s just a difference in level, but after all, this is a competition for children, and only a very small number of child prodigies can do it for teenagers aged twelve or thirteen to write lyrics.

A little bit of time passed, and the four teenagers were still thinking hard, writing and correcting, and He Zhen was sweating profusely. They also failed to answer the third question last year and were defeated by Tang Beixiang Academy. , was eliminated in the first round. Fortunately, the students performed well in the subsequent exams, and they won the fourth place. Of course, it also benefited from the unexpected withdrawal of Tang Beixiang Academy.

   "It's time!"

  Following the chief judge's shout, the four students in Weinan Town lowered their heads in shame. They failed to solve this question, and this question was regarded as a failure.

  He Zhen was so angry that his face was livid. Last night, he asked four students to write three lyrics each, including "Jiangchengzi". As for the snow scene, just change it.

  But these four **** were watching "The Great Sage and Monster Hunting", and none of them did the homework assigned by him. He Zhen gave the four students a vicious look, and then went back to clean them up.

   "Master He please draw questions!"

He Zhen stood up and walked quickly to the lottery. He also wanted to draw out his own questions. In fact, the third round of questions he prepared was extremely difficult, but he was not reconciled. He wanted to find the most difficult one. question.

He Zhen wanted to draw a lottery. Yao Ding had drawn that lottery in the second round just now and put it back. He Zhen remembered the position it was placed at that time. When it was his turn to draw lots, he did it on it. small hands and feet.

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

  He Zhen looked at it for a long time, then slowly pulled out the stick, and wiped off the oil stains. He handed the lot to the chief judge. The chief judge looked at it and frowned.

  Shooting is a multiple-answer question. If you win the draw, you can give up and draw another one. It has never appeared in the previous four years of the Boys' Association.

Competitive shooting is okay for teenagers aged twelve or thirteen, but it is difficult for children aged seven or eight. The chief judge looked at He Zhen, intending to ask him to put down another question, but He Zhen said: "No change, That's the question."

  Since the person who drew the question refused to change, helplessly, the presiding judge had no choice but to announce loudly: "Shooting!"

Yao Ding was slightly shocked. He had never practiced four-man shooting. One was because he couldn’t do it himself, and the other was that he usually put it back if he got it. There was never a shooting problem in the boy’s club, but it was obvious. , He Zhen is targeting them today, Yao Ding's eyes flashed a look of extreme worry.

  He Zhen had a smirk on his face. He knew that Yao Ding couldn't shoot, so he set up this ambush in the third round. His disciple lost in the third round, and the opponent couldn't pass.

  The students of Weinan Town School took out the questions, stood up and read the questions: "Two zhang lines, one arrow into the pot."

   There was an uproar in the room, and they even asked to cast a two-foot line.

  Wenshe is throwing pots, which are generally divided into three types: one-zhang line, two-zhang line and three-zhang line. The pot is a copper pot with a thin neck and the head of the pot is the size of a bowl.

The three-foot line is generally the training method of professional crossbowmen in the army. The literati can't do it. Even if the two-foot line is only able to do it, only the Jinshi with both civil and military skills can do it. Basically, they throw the one-foot line. This is also the literati. Text shot standard.

  But He Zhen was so mad that he asked to throw a two-foot line, and asked to put an arrow into the pot. No wonder there was an uproar in the room.

  He Zhen exploited a loophole in the rules. The chief judge could not refuse the third question, but could only raise an objection. If the question can be explained clearly, it must be answered.

  Deputy head Sanzhang, obviously can do text shooting, the presiding judge secretly sighed, and said to Yao Ding: "According to the rules, you can refuse this question."

  Yao Ding was very embarrassed. If they refused, but the other party could explain it reasonably, then they would lose, so the risk of rejection was very high, and it was not a last resort to refuse easily.

  Since He Zhen refused to change his sign, it means that he came prepared.

  The presiding judge saw Yao Ding's embarrassment, so he stopped forcing him, and asked He Zhendao: "Master He asked for a two-foot line in the question, what is the basis?"

  The so-called basis, either the students of Weinan Town can do it, or find out something that everyone knows.

  He Zhen said confidently: "During the provincial examination in Beijing last year, our Xiangzhou Juren Zhao Wenbo shot an arrow into the pot with a two-zhang line in the literati meeting of Daxiangguo Temple. We all know this, so I came up with this question."

  Yao Ding was silent, he also knew about this matter, no wonder He Zhen dared to ask this question, this is indeed not a foul, but a bit shameless.

   "I have no objection!" Yao Ding replied.

  He Zhen was extremely proud, stroked his goatee and squinted his eyes and smiled: "Since Master Yao has no objection, let the prodigies from Lushan Town School answer the questions!"

  (end of this chapter)