Dai Can defeated his father

This is really a good reason that people can't refute!

Qin Xiaoman wanted to applaud Ruan Cheng's urgency.

"Qin Xiaoman, do you dare to compete with me again? If you lose to me, it proves that you found someone to ghostwrite "Grass

"!" "Everyone, we have countless talented people in Rongzhou, and it is just enough to say that we are not as good as Qin Xiaoman, how can we gain fame and gain a foothold in the world!"

Ruan Cheng not only wants to show off for Wang Yaohui.

He also incited other literati to come along.

Let Qin Xiaoman become the laughing stock of the world today

!"I want to compare!" "I

don't accept it either!"

Although there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts.

But none of the talented scholars present wanted to admit that they were inferior to Qin Xiaoman, a straw bag loser.

One by one, they raised their arms and rushed forward.

surrounded Qin Xiaoman.

Facing the oppression of nearly 100 people, even Wang Yaohui, who was present, shook his fan to hide the tension in his heart.

But Qin Xiaoman stood in place like a nobody, laughing heartlessly.

"Losing to someone makes me admit that all the poems I wrote before were ghostwritten, in other words, if Wang Yaohui loses to someone else one day, all the poems he wrote before will also be ghostwritten?"

He didn't want to take over this.

"You!"

Ruan Cheng choked, speechless.

He could only ask Wang Yaohui himself for help with his eyes.

"Qin Gongzi, everyone is just a little confused that you were suddenly able to make a masterpiece in person, and I hope you can prove your innocence. Wang

Yaohui didn't want to tarnish his reputation, so he had to end up in person.

"I don't know how Qin Gongzi is willing to compete with everyone?"

"I have a set!"

"Fighting? You people will pay for my reputation and the 200,000 stone grain I just won, and if I don't show some practical benefits to compare with me, I will be a fool before I agree to learn from you." "

Qin Xiaoman's words are not rough.

The instigated literati pondered his words carefully, and their thin faces instantly turned red.

"Qin Gongzi, you mean that you can bet on grain to compare poems with you, but not everyone can take out 100,000 stone grains to bet on poetry like you!"

Wang Yaohui was able to pretend again, and he was also a little angry at this time.

Once Qin Xiaoman bites to death, he will take 100,000 stone grains as a bet, even he has to weigh it.

Will you be unlucky, and you just hit the question that Qin Xiaoman ghostwrote!"

Qin Xiaoman glanced at Wang Yaohui.

Wang Yaohui, who was despised, was also choked and speechless.

Don't talk about him.

Even if you pour out the strength of the entire Wang family, you really can't come up with this 100,000

stone grain!" "I know that you can't take it out, so I lower the threshold and start with a hundred stone grain for a poem.

After Qin Xiaoman finished talking about the rules, he shouted to Uncle Laifu who kept wiping his sweat next to him.

"Uncle Laifu, help them sign and seal!"

"If you set up a note, you can't admit defeat if you don't compare!" Qin

Xiaoman gestured to the table on the left.

"If anyone disagrees with me, please come in line one by one. "

Provocation

! This is a naked provocation!

How many poetry meetings have the literati who have always been high-minded have participated in, and how many poetry circles they have met, they have never seen such an arrogant person as Qin Xiaoman.

"I'll be the first to come!" Ruan

Cheng stood in the first place.

After discussing with the whole family, he put pen to paper and wrote down the content of the discussion.

"I'll give you five thousand stone grains, and I'll compete with you

Qin Xiaoman!" Ruan Cheng finally had the opportunity to slaughter Qin Xiaoman, and staked the entire net worth of the Ruan family.

With these 5,000 stones, we can fill the hole where we had embezzled the deposit before.

Qin Xiaoman's grain for nothing, don't give it for nothing!

Ruan Cheng's move undoubtedly inspired those literati who were distressed about money and food.

It's almost Ruan Cheng's pen.

Someone immediately took him and continued to write bets and stamps on white paper.

After they finished writing, they all looked at Qin Xiaoman with the eyes of the second fool, and a smile of victory appeared on their faces.

Waiting for a bumper harvest later.

"Uncle Laifu, move a few more tables.

Qin Xiaoman glanced at the well-dressed literati present.

Count the heads.

If there is 100 stone of grain per person, there will be 10,000 stone per person.

Not to mention.

There are not a few people like Ruan Cheng who want to give it a go and turn their bicycles into motorcycles.

Today.

He taught a lesson to these literati who were not deeply involved in the world and were easy to make people rhythmic.

What is the sinister gambling in the world!

" "Young Master......"

Uncle Laifu looked at the moon gate with a sad face.

Confirm that the master is really the shopkeeper and let the young master lose.

It was only possible to arrange for the servants to continue to move the table.

After the tea is over.

Qin Xiaoman had a five-centimeter-thick pile of gambling contract notes in front of his eyes.

"Qin Xiaoman, it's time for you to write!" Ruan

Cheng stared at Qin Xiaoman directly, a look of greed flashing in his eyes.

"I can afford to lose 200,000 stone grain, not a few hundred or thousands of stone for you, I will press this here first, and if I win, I will write on the spot, and no one will fall.

Qin Xiaoman casually took off the white jade wrench on the thumb of his right hand and put it on a stack of notes.

"With the county magistrate's wife as a witness, you don't dare to regret it!" Ruan

Cheng arched his hand in the direction of the county magistrate's lady with satisfaction.

I'm sorry ma'am, let you be a tool man again.

"Ruan Cheng, you can solve the question.

Qin Xiaoman felt that his body was a little weak.

I know that there is not much medicinal power left in the first Snow Lotus Pill.

I don't want to waste words with people anymore.

"The grass that Wang Gongzi asked just now, I will ask the flowers.

"The spring breeze welcomes the swallow dance, and the summer rain comes on the night. Autumn frost chrysanthemum hugging branches, winter snow plum first makeup.

Ruan Cheng almost finished the question, and chanted a poem without thinking about it.

After chanting, he pretended to make a gesture to everyone present.

A clumsy song "Four Seasons Flower" made everyone laugh. "

It's a clumsy indeed.

The expressions of the literati present were a little embarrassed.

This poem was written by Nguyen Cheng at the poetry meeting last winter.

It's very on-topic, but it's just a post-the-topic.

It's at that level where it's not good, but it's not bad.

Using old poems as a proposition is not ghostwriting, but it can also be regarded as cheating.

But no one present debunked the matter.

Compared with Ruan Cheng's defeat, they hoped that Qin Xiaoman would admit defeat.

This shows that Qin Xiaoman found someone to ghostwrite a limited range of poems in advance, and even the commonly used propositions of "Wind and Snow Moon" were not fully prepared.

"Listening to a poem is like listening to a poem. Ruan Cheng, do you take me for a fool? It's not who makes the proposition first, who wins, don't you say?"

Qin Xiaoman looked at the thin-skinned literati.

Well.

Very good.

No one opened their mouths.

Then he will be able to attack indiscriminately.

"Qin Xiaoman, don't delay time, yes, it's true that whoever reads out the poem first wins, but the poem that comes later must far surpass the former, you have the ability to make a better ...... than me"

"Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying.

Qin Xiaoman deliberately pointed it out.

"I'm talking about the road, not the stream. "

For a while.

Everyone only felt that they were in a path full of flowers, smelling the flowers, listening to the birds, and watching the butterflies.

Bring them from this scorching summer into the splendid spring light.

"Good poetry!" in

the crowd, I don't know who blurted out.

Ruan Cheng looked at the cannibalistic gaze, and the two rows of teeth "creaked".

Lost

!"I actually lost?!"

Ruan Cheng couldn't accept this fact.

"It's me who wrote the poem first, and I won!" Ruan

Cheng roared angrily.

"Then it's

better to ask Wang Yaohui to comment, is it better for me to read the poem, or is it better for you to read the poem?" Qin Xiaoman had long known that Ruan Cheng would repay the debt, and kicked the ball to Wang Yaohui.