Thousands of miles are not as good as you

On the empty table next to the booth, Ye Tan wrote his wish on the river lantern, and just as he finished writing, Ye Yiyi poked his little head over.

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?"

"What are you looking at mine for?" Ye Tan was a little annoyed.

Ye Yiyi generously took hers over: "Here, you can also look at mine!"

"You!" Ye Tan said angrily, "I know that you are going to be a master of medicine without looking at you! You! You are simply! You are simply..."

Ye Tan was so anxious that he couldn't speak, Ye Yiyi saw this, leaned close to Ye Tan's ear, and said softly: "Brother, you won't become angry from embarrassment, will you?"

Ye Tan took a step sideways, seeing Ye Yiyi's understanding expression, and argued: "I, I just wrote such a sentence in response to the occasion, don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Yiyi spread her hands innocently: "I didn't say anything!" After saying that, she ran to the river, shouting, "Let's go! Let the lanterns go!"

After setting off the lanterns with Ye Yiyi, Ye Tan counted the time and wanted to go back, but Ye Yiyi refused and dragged Ye Tan to go deeper.

After walking for a long time, they saw a lot of people rushing forward, Ye Tan and Ye Yiyi couldn't hold back the crowd, they also rushed over, and finally stopped outside the Zhenyan Pavilion.

Zhenyan Pavilion is the largest pavilion on the west bank of Tongding River, with a covered bridge stretching nearly [-] meters.

At this time, the pavilions and corridors are brightly lit. From a distance, you can see young people with weak crowns walking in the corridors, all of them are in full bloom. The hexagonal pavilion at the end is surrounded by veils, and people can be vaguely seen, showing a bit of ethereal Elegant.

Ye Tan and Ye Yiyi were short, and there were crowds of people in front of them. Before they had time to take a closer look, they were regarded as serious. Ye Yiyi squinted, pulled down the sleeve of a scholar next to him, and asked, "Uncle, what is going on there?" What? Why are there so many people?"

The scholar had passed by and stood, and the green hills were washed out. He looked a little rustic, but his face was quite gentle. Seeing that it was a little girl, he didn't feel his voice lighten: "It's Mrs. Cen's daughter-in-law, and the exam questions are all Miss Cen. If you can get Miss Cen's blue eyes..." The scholar smiled wryly, with a little yearning on his face, "If you can get Miss Cen's blue eyes, I'm afraid he will become a great success, just around the corner."

Ye Yiyi looked at the scholar and said with a smile: "Uncle's words are wrong. Miss Cen is famous far and wide, and she is quite a scholar. If she is not talented and pure, how can she get into Miss Cen's eyes? She should be someone who can make a fortune in the future , to enter Miss Cen's eyes."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and then he bowed to Ye Yiyi and said, "It's my fault, I'm not as insightful as the girl."

Ye Yiyi raised her head proudly, raised her eyebrows proudly at Ye Tan, and said to the scholar: "Uncle, do you want to go in and get Miss Cen's advice?"

The scholar said with embarrassment, "With my talent and learning, I'm afraid I can't even walk half of the covered bridge."

"Uncle, don't worry!" Ye Yiyi patted Ye Tan on the shoulder, "Although my elder sister is not as famous as Miss Cen, she has also got the master's true biography! Why don't my sister lead the way and have a meeting with Miss Cen?" meeting?"

"This..." The scholar was a little moved and hesitated, he glanced at Ye Tan, "I'm afraid this is not good?"

"What's wrong?" Ye Yiyi knew that the book was vivid, so she simply pulled Ye Tan up and ran in. Before she left, she didn't forget to urge the scholar, "Uncle, don't come again if you don't grasp the opportunity. I went to find someone else."

The scholar looked at Ye Tan and Ye Yiyi's receding backs, hesitated for a moment, and followed.

Ye Tan was staggered two steps by Ye Yiyi, and said anxiously: "Yiyi, what are you doing? Why are we going to join in the fun?"

Ye Yiyi has a cheerful personality, simple and unrestrained, but he can't get used to Cen Shuyin's noble appearance. He still remembers that when he was seven years old, Mr. Cen fell ill, and Ye Shaomiao was ordered to go to treat him. He left a table at noon, and Ye Yiyi just walked to the stool In front of him, Cen Shuyin said, "Men and women have different seats at seven years old", and took Ye Yiyi away in a daze. The meal Ye Shaomiao ate was called a quiet meal. Because of this, Ye Yiyi was depressed for several days, until she watched Cen Shuyin for a year Not being able to get married for a year, Ye Yiyi was a little bit relieved after living through the years of peach and plum since the jade years.

As soon as Ye Yiyi heard that Cen Shuyin was recruiting a husband for her, she immediately started to fight in her heart. If Cen Shuyin found a good one, then she would go and disrupt the situation. If she found a bad one, then everyone would be happy.

Naturally, Ye Yiyi wouldn't say these words to Ye Tan, she shook Ye Tan's hand flatteringly: "I just want to see, that Miss Cen has put on airs for so many years, making herself into an old girl , What kind of husband-in-law did you choose in the end?"

"But..." Ye Tan wanted to say more, but Ye Yiyi refused to give him this chance, and dragged Ye Tan to the covered bridge abruptly.

Cen Shuyin is a talented woman and an elegant person.

There are three checks for the selection of son-in-law this time.

The first level is riddle guessing. Before going on the bridge, draw the questions from the cardboard box, and only after guessing can you go on the bridge.

The second level is a pair, and a level is set in the middle of the corridor bridge. Like the first level, draw questions from the box, at most half a cup of tea, and match the pair before you can go to the third level, otherwise it will be regarded as a failure.

The third level is set outside the pavilion, where you draw topics from the box, compose poems impromptuly, and have a cup of tea within a limited time. After the time is over, there is no chance to compete in poetry in front of Cen Shuyin.

This competition lasted for a total of two hours, and half an hour had passed by now.

Ye Yiyi pulled Ye Tan to squeeze in, and the scholar followed behind, wanting to squeeze, but he was embarrassed.

Ye Yiyi waited for a while, and seeing that the scholar hadn't come in, she shouted, "Uncle! Come here quickly!"

When the people around heard the sound, they all looked at the scholar, but there was still some space left. The scholar buried his head and walked to Ye Yiyi, feeling a little regretful in his heart for coming to join in the fun, not to mention that he was good at poetry, poetry and fu. Not very proficient, just in terms of appearance and age, compared with these young talents, there is more than one cut.

"Uncle, hurry up and draw the puzzle." Ye Yiyi and Ye Tan are not tall, but the box is not low. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Miss Cen has already set the size.

The scholar went up to take out a scroll, and the servant at the side pointed to the pens and inks on the small tables on both sides of the covered bridge, and said, "Young master, just write the answer on the scroll."

The scholar thanked the servant, went to the side and spread out the scroll, looked at the words "Daughter Le" on it, and frowned.

Ye Tan raised his foot to look at it, but the scholar was not low, so he couldn't see it after several times, so he simply gave up.

Ye Yiyi watched anxiously, tugged on the scholar's sleeve, and pulled his hand off: "Uncle, let my sister read the puzzle!"

"Oh, oh." The scholar came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "I forgot." Then he handed the paper to Ye Tan.

Ye Tan glanced at the riddle, thought for a while, and said to the scholar, "A thousand gold smiles."

The scholar thought carefully, his eyes lit up immediately, and praised: "The girl's thinking is so quick."

Ye Tan pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer. Ye Yiyi watched the scholar still appreciating, and said anxiously: "You should write it quickly! If you don't hurry up, Miss Cen's husband-in-law will be chosen!"

Hearing this, the scholar hurriedly wrote it down and handed it to the servant at the side. The servant took a look and wanted to stop Ye Tan and Ye Yiyi.

Ye Yiyi hurriedly said: "Miss Cen is choosing a son-in-law, my brother is going to run for the election, and my younger sister wants to come and see, is it okay?"

The servant thought about it, the lady just stipulated that idlers are not allowed to enter, so the family members should not belong to idlers, right?After thinking about it, the servant released the three of them to the second level.

This time, the scholar didn't hesitate, he directly pulled out the scroll, unfolded it to the side for Ye Tan to read.

"The wind blows the catkins, the catkins meet the wind, the catkins dance with the wind."

After Ye Yiyi finished reading, she tilted her head and thought about it.

The scholar also thought that he couldn't just rely on a little girl for help.

"Ah! I thought of it!" Ye Yiyi exclaimed happily, wishing that the whole world would know, and attracted several scholars around to look over.

Ye Yiyi stuck out her tongue, and said softly: "Bowl hits bowl, bowl hits bowl, bowl breaks!"

After speaking, he looked at Ye Tan and the scholar happily, waiting for praise.

Ye Tan shook his head: "That's right, but it's not elegant enough, I'm afraid it won't catch that Miss Cen's eyes."

Ye Yiyi curled her lips and slumped her shoulders.

The scholar also thought about it, pondered for a while, and said to Ye Tan: "Girl, listen to me, the stars line the moon, the moon reflects the stars, and the moon and stars are rare." After that, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Girl, can you see this?" ?”

Ye Tan pursed her lips, feeling that the scholar was older than him, so it was not easy to refute, so she thought about it carefully, and said to the scholar: "Uncle is right, but if you change it a little, I think Miss Cen will like it more. "

The scholar is sensitive and eager to learn, and he is not ashamed to ask questions. Hearing what Ye Tan said, he hurriedly made a bow: "Miss, please enlighten me."

Ye Tan took a small step back, and waved his hands shyly: "Uncle is serious, I don't dare to teach you, but it's just a word game, as long as uncle doesn't make fun of my class."

After Ye Tan finished speaking, he read what he had changed to the scholar, and the scholar's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Xing Yun fights, fight contains stars, fights turn and stars move." The scholar chewed it, clapped his hands, and said, "That's right!"

Ye Tan smiled shyly, and urged: "Uncle, write quickly."

Ye Yiyi listened from the side, and also felt that Ye Tan was right, so she immediately puffed up her chest, feeling honored.

The scholar wrote Ye Tan's answer and handed it over. After the servant looked at it, his eyes lit up. Although the scholar looked sloppy, he could be regarded as a good-looking talent with a little embellishment.

The servant invited the scholar to the Zhenyan Pavilion, and the servant outside the pavilion brought the box in front of the scholar. The scholar took out a scroll, on which it said: Love.

The scholar looked at the word and felt a little bit embarrassed. Although he is in his thirties, he only reads the books of sages and sages. He has not yet married, so how can he understand the word love?

On the contrary, Ye Tan, who is nearly fifteen now, has tasted the taste of love because of Yin Sheng.

Thinking of Yin Sheng, Ye Tan's cheeks flushed slightly, and the corners of his lips could not help but smile.

Walking with the scholar to the table next to him, the scholar picked up a pen, and Ye Tan read softly: "Like a flower is not a flower, no one cares about the road. Ruthless but affectionate, selling incense and warming the clouds."

The scholar wrote down every single word, making sure he didn't miss a single word, and carefully scribbled again and again. He couldn't help but bowed deeply to Ye Tan: "Young lady is quick-witted and eloquent, Li Qing admires it!"

Ye Tan returned a salute: "Uncle's absurd praise, but they are clever, nothing compared to Uncle's wealth."

Hearing what Ye Tan said, Li Qing felt a little ashamed, looked at the poem in his hand, and wanted to hand it in, but felt that he was not worthy, hesitated again and again, Ye Yiyi couldn't stand it, grabbed the note and handed it over.

The servant was handed over to the servant girl in the pavilion, and not long after, Li Qing was invited in.

Outside the pavilion, Li Qing hesitated for a moment, bowed to Ye Tan again, and then went in.

Ye Yiyi also wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the servant of Cen's family, she looked up at the servant, the servant nodded slightly, the etiquette was in place, but she didn't give up.

"Hmph!" Ye Yiyi snorted softly, turned around and sat on the edge of the corridor bridge, "I can sit here, right?"

The servant nodded and continued to carry the box to the next person.

Seeing Ye Yiyi's stubborn look, Ye Tan knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she sighed, and sat on the side with Ye Yiyi, and waited.