Dai Can defeated his father

"There is no basis for empty words, and the words are used as evidence.

Qin Xiaoman beckoned.

The servants brought the table.

Uncle Laifu trembled before handing over the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and deliberately glanced at Qin Lixia, who was not moving.

With a mournful expression, Qin Xiaoman felt very guilty.

But he couldn't tell his father the truth in advance.

Otherwise, it is likely that people will see the flaws, and the 100,000 stone grain will really be lost.

"Wang Gongzi, if I can't write well, I won't be ugly.

Qin Xiaoman's words attracted the mocking glances of all the literati present.

Wang Yaohui was bent on winning another 100,000 stone grains, and he didn't give in at all.

When it comes to the wolf's pen, the content of the bet and the bet are written clearly and clearly.

So that Qin Xiaoman no longer has any chance to deny.

After Wang Yaohui took out his handprint, he gestured at the paper on the table.

"Signature or seal?"

almost urged.

"My seal was smashed by me after the construction of the Drunken Flower Building, sign it.

Qin Xiaoman referred to the memory of the original owner, and wrote three dog crawling words with great difficulty.

No surprises.

Once again, it caused laughter from everyone.

"Just this bad word can still win Wang Gongzi, no one believes it at all. "

I will bet on Wang Gongzi to win with one or two taels of silver, will anyone dare to bet with me?" "I will

also bet on Wang Gongzi with one hundred taels!" "

It's a pity that Qin Xiaoman didn't give us the opportunity to bet on poetry, otherwise we would also be able to contribute to the imperial court's grain raising, hahahahaha......"

Those literati looked at Qin Xiaoman's eyes like looking at a wronged man.

When Qin Xiaoman heard this, he was happy at those red-eyed literati.

"Don't worry, when I finish the competition with Wang Gongzi, it's up to you. "

Wang Yaohui is hateful.

But these bullshit literati who used their fame to oppress Qin Xiaoman and turn a hundred stones into a hundred thousand stones are equally hateful.

"Okay! This is what you Qin Xiaoman said, don't talk about 100,000 stones at that time, even if it is ten stones and a poem, we will not be too little

!" "Yes, we are just having fun!"

In the carnival of the literati and the crying of the servants.

Qin Xiaoman slowly spoke to Wang Yaohui.

"Wang Gongzi, you lost the last one, according to your rules, the loser has a new question, you can come up with the question. "

This atmosphere is brewing again.

He was worried that his father would not be able to hold on and would beat people violently.

"I'm here to solve the problem?" Wang

Yaohui seemed to hear a big joke, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! Qin Xiaoman, if I come to the question, you will definitely lose!" he

said confidently.

"Can't get out, won't come out of me?"

Qin Xiaoman knew that a person like Wang Yaohui who valued victory and defeat would definitely not let go of this opportunity to take the lead.

And he deliberately asked Wang Yaohui to ask the question.

is also to avoid winning for a while, and the other party deceives and does not admit that he is prepared in advance.

"Since Gongzi Qin said so, then I should do it.

Wang Yaohui squatted down and played with a folding fan on a weed on the ground.

"I heard that Qin Gongzi often went to the ground to hoe grass with his father, so he must be very familiar with this thing, and he must have felt something about it when he comes into contact with it often.

When Wang Yaohui stood up, he deliberately patted the non-existent soil on his trouser leg.

is completely implying that Qin Xiaoman is a straw bag with mud legs.

"There are a lot of poems about scenes, but I rarely read these cursive poems.

"Don't say you haven't read it, I haven't read it either, Wang Gongzi is worthy of being a great talent, and the questions are so different. "

Others slipped through the mustache and patted the horse.

Look at Qin Xiaoman, who was standing straight on the spot like a piece of wood.

has already foreseen the scene of Qin Xiaoman's defeat.

Even if Qin Xiaoman had already prepared to bet on the topic, it would be extremely difficult to write poems with fish.

"With grass as the theme, you won't change it?" Qin

Xiaoman confirmed again.

Almost as soon as Wang Yaohui nodded, he opened his mouth and came.

"Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. The weeds are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows. "

A song "Grass" is given to everyone, Wang Gongzi, I will accept it.

Although there is still a second half of this "Grass", he thinks that this first half of the song alone is enough to beat Wang Yaohui!

Thank you for this world that has not appeared in the Tang and Song dynasties.

Thank you for the nine years of compulsory education!

Qin Xiaoman picked up the notes on the table.

In case Wang Yaohui's dog jumped over the wall and destroyed it.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qin Xiaoman, who was hippie and smiling, although he didn't want to admit it.

But the poem written by Qin Xiaoman just now was uncontrollably catchy in his mind and kept echoing.

"In just two crosses, it can not only vividly describe the weeds that are withered in autumn and green in spring, but also so simple and unpretentious...... Only Qin Xiaoman, who doesn't know big characters, can make it. "

The Qin family is a landlord's family, and they often go to the fields to see the weeds, so what's so strange about being able to make such poems?"

said the person who was not unusual.

Secretly, he secretly memorized these twenty words twice.

Wonderful

! Wonderful!

Poetry is written with faint weeds, but there is an indomitable tenacity between the words.

This made many poor literati present can't help but straighten their backs after reading this poem.

But they still have a hard time accepting it.

Qin Xiaoman actually made a poem one step ahead of Wang Yaohui

! And he did it so well! The

literati who had just mocked Qin Xiaoman for losing suddenly felt like they had been sawed off, and they didn't dare to say a word.

Wang Yaohui wanted to open his mouth and take out a poem about writing grass that he had made many days ago.

It was a poem he specially made in order to participate in the Rongzhou Poetry Club, because the subject matter was fresh and would definitely be refreshing!

But he opened his mouth, but he couldn't read it.

Because compared with the poems Qin Xiaoman wrote just now, his poems that simply write about lush weeds and flowers in summer are not worth mentioning at all.

Saying it will only make people laugh

! It makes people think that he is a person who can only see the vision in front of him and has a narrow vision!

Wang Yaohui stared at Qin Xiaoman with pity, knowing that he was on the melon this time.

"Wang Gongzi, do you admit defeat, admit defeat or admit defeat?"

Qin Xiaoman didn't give Wang Yaohui a choice at all.

"I ......"

Wang Yaohui thought that the loser would owe 200,000 stone grain, and subconsciously reached out to get the note on the table.

In a panic, he threw himself into the air, overturned the table, and fell into a.

He was lifted up by his retinue.

The crown of his hair is crooked, and he is still disgraced.

Zheng stared at Qin Xiaoman viciously, where was the chic and wanton image just now.

"The note is here, is Wang Gongzi trying to cheat and ruin the note and not admit it?"

Qin Xiaoman exposed Wang Yaohui's thoughts in public.

"You...... I...... I heard that Qin Gongzi was illiterate, but I didn't expect to be able to make such a masterpiece, and I was surprised for a while, so I was out of proportion.

Wang Yaohui suppressed the panic in his heart and questioned with a smile.

and secretly kicked Ruan Cheng, who was still reciting poetry repeatedly.

Qin Xiaoman will definitely not be able to make such a natural masterpiece!

There must be something greasy in this.

"Wang Yaohui, writing poems with grass is your problem.

Qin Xiaoman reminded lightly, not caring about the interaction between the two at all.

"So what, you find someone to ghostwrite a few poems for the title, and you are lucky to meet it!" Ruan

Cheng, who came back to his senses, knew that his opportunity to perform had come.

He pointed to all the literati present.

"These people are all defeated generals under Wang Gongzi, you are lucky

to win Wang Gongzi alone, you have the ability to win them!" "Otherwise, not only Wang Gongzi will not admit defeat, but I also suspect that you asked someone to ghostwrite the song "Grass" just now!"

Ruan Cheng reddened his eyes and glared at Qin Xiaoman with envy and jealousy.

couldn't accept the straw bales that had just been divorced, and turned into a great poet who could win the prince.

It must be Qin Xiaoman's ghostwriter who spent a lot of money to ask

! Money can make ghosts grind, if he had Qin Xiaoman's money, he would have been famous all over the world!