The so-called old man is not old. Even if he is used to many ups and downs, old man Zhao Hongxin, who is old and mature, blushed, grabbed his beard and pulled it, grinning in pain, and coughed in embarrassment: "You young man is really terrifying. You can choke even when you drink tea. It's really a weird flower!"

Duan Mingyu: “…”

"I won't say much. What I mean is that as scholars, although we, as our mission, have to choose our lord to serve the country and the world." Zhao Hongxin said seriously with a stern face.

"I don't know what Mr. Zhao means, so please draw a note!" Duan Mingyu said without hesitation.

"No, I heard that you, a young man, is also the top scholar in the honors and the third-year rank. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Everyone here is a well-educated person and just wants to ask for advice. How about it?" Zhao Hongxin finally revealed his fox's tail and circled around for a long time. It turned out that his skills were itchy.

"Oh, how can I ask for advice!" Duan Mingyu responded without any stage fright.

"Why just stop with the couplets? What do you think!" Cheng Zhiyuan gave Duan Mingyu a clever look. It was really a policy from the top and a countermeasure from the bottom. Cheng Zhiyuan knew Duan Mingyu's strengths, so it was naturally better to have preconceived ideas!

"Well, couplets are just couplets, and I'm afraid you won't be able to do it. Wow, let's take a look!" A group of scholars immediately jumped out and rushed towards Duan Mingyu with their teeth and claws.

"Slowly! Please listen to me..." Duan Mingyu hurriedly made a pause gesture, and everyone was in a mess: "What is Mr. Duan's intention? Could it be that he wants to be that turtle with his head?"

"No, it's okay for your brother. The former wise man Cao Pi once said, "It's about articles, great achievements of the country, and an immortal event." Duan just wanted to say more. This competition is indeed a blessing for me in Songzhou. However, if this event is gone, it will seem boring!" Duan Mingyu talked happily and said confidently.

"No need to say much. If you win, we will follow your orders and follow your orders!" A stupid boy jumped out and said anxiously.

"Okay, please select a few representatives, let's see if I, Duan, are right!" Duan Mingyu said confidently.

Green and red, everywhere; storms, day and night

"Since that's the case, then I will first come out the previous couplet and be a throwing brick to attract jade!" Zhao Hongxin pinched a sword technique and walked back and forth for two steps: "Kid Duan, please pay attention, mine is Cuicuihonghong, and there are all kinds of bells and gowns!"

Duan Mingyu squinted her eyes and replied without thinking: "Storms and rains, every year and every day!"

Zhao Hongxin's old face turned red, and he covered his face with his sleeves and said, "I... feel ashamed!"

"I've given up!" Duan Mingyu bowed gracefully.

A fat scholar shook his head and appeared: "Ye, kid, listen to my couplet! This is the first couplet of the general riding a seahorse and wearing pangolins!"

Duan Mingyu sipped a tea ceremony: "The little matchmaker sat in Hedong and wore honeysuckle."

"Come on, come on, listen to a couplet of a certain family. The pleasure comes from the west, and the clouds and mists sweep away the regrets of the world!"

Duan Mingyuzheng stood up with a clang, then laughed loudly and said, "The river goes east, and the waves wash away all the sorrows of ancient and modern times."

The scholar still ran away with his face covering his face.

Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little itchy, "Haha, I can't help but take the exam. Brother Duan, please listen. Heaven is the chessboard and star is the son. Who can do it?"

Duan Mingyu turned his head and had no intention of thinking: "When the earth is made of pipa, the road is made of strings, who dares to play? Who else will come? The title of top scholar is not in vain!"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't think of a better couple for a while. Some people suddenly had their eyes lit up, and then their expressions dimmed again, and they muttered to themselves: "Oh, this couple is not good, he must be able to match it, he must be able to match it..."

Duan Mingyu slowed down and said, "Since you don't have any good couplets, then listen to the next couplet. The sound of wind, water, insects, birds, and Sanskrit, totaling 360 days of bell ringing, silent and silent."

As soon as this couplet came out, everyone suddenly scratched their heads and started to scratch, and some people walked back and forth, shaking their heads and sighing endlessly.

Zhao Hongxin finally said in admiration: "Brother Duan is indeed a talented person, we are convinced!"

Duan Mingyu bowed and said, "You have given up, you have given up, hehe!"

"I don't know if this couplet is..." Cheng Zhiyuan also said with a longing look on his face.

Duan Mingyu sold her deep, turned her head to Wang Aiqing and said, "Love!"

"I'm here!" Wang Aiqing responded quickly, and then found Duan Mingyu taking advantage of him. He said disdainfully: "If you have anything to do, hurry up and say!"

Everyone: "..."

"Please serve the pen and ink!" Duan Mingyu glared at Wang Aiqing, you are the one who is the one who is in charge, but you don't cooperate with me to show off. I will definitely give you a pair of shoes another day.

"Why am I shot?" Wang Aiqing said unhappily.

I am so bold that I am good at it, right? This is Duan Mingyu's accurate evaluation of Wang Aiqing.

Duan Mingyu waved his hand and said, "Brothers, it's not my fault. This guy doesn't want to fight. It's a pity that this great couplet!"

The scholars immediately turned red with anger: "Well, boy, let's have a good talk about life and make a theory for three hundred rounds!"

Wang Aiqing immediately raised the white flag and ran away with his head in his arms, saying that he was no match for him, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go right away..."

Wang Aiqing was sweating heavily and brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone with a sad face. Duan Mingyu learned from the silk scholar on TV, licked the tip of the brush with his tongue, used his skills, took a deep breath, picked up the brush, and started writing. The pen wandered around and finished it in one go. The guy looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Well, it's good, very powerful. This top scholar's calligraphy has already achieved a pretty good success. Fortunately, Yanyan rushed to the shelves and forced me to do a lot of homework. After the devilish training, she achieved today's results, so she would not be exposed in front of a group of scholars who danced their pens in Tiantian.

Duan Mingyu whispered proudly: "In time, the calligraphy of this top scholar will definitely reach the realm of great success. At that time, no matter whether you are building the foundation, golden elixir, or Nascent Soul, you will all surrender. At that time, who else can beat me? I am mighty and invincible, Ou Ye!"

"Ahem, I've gotten a little bit far away. Wang Aiqing, the matter is done, let's go!" Cheng Zhiyuan has prepared the rest of the matter, and this time it has been considered a perfect merit.
Chapter completed!