Shen Yuanjing did not give the second couplet, and Huang Yaoshi refused to ask, and made up his mind to go back and think about it slowly.

Seeing the third question, Ouyang Ke thought to himself: "Although the first two questions were tied, my uncle showed his timidity and bad impression. He had to let his master and apprentice make a bad name and win back the whole city. With that, aren't they claimed to be from the Huashan School?"

Thinking of this, he leaned in Ouyang Feng's ear and said a few words. Hong Qigong was going to say a few sarcastic words, but when he saw Shen Yuanjing looking confident, he held back.

Then Ouyang Feng said loudly: "Today I saw Brother Yao and Brother Qi, which reminded me of the Huashan Sword Contest more than 20 years ago. When I heard that Mr. Chen established a school in Huashan, I asked Nephew Guo Xian to ask a poem." He chanted in his mouth: "The clouds rise to Taihua Mountain." He said just one sentence, and then stopped talking.

Huang Yaoshi was disappointed. When he saw Ouyang Ke secretly circulating a message, he planned to have a good idea. Unexpectedly, the test questions he chose were still so superficial. He also played with some conspiracies and tricks. He sighed in his heart: "It's also a fool."

When Guo Jing heard that he was going to take the exam to teach poetry, he was frightened, but he didn't expect it to be this sentence. He was stunned and subconsciously looked at Shen Yuanjing.

Ouyang Ke was very proud and thought to himself: "In the several collections of poems I have read, the "Yong Huashan" of Kou Gong of this dynasty is famous and close, so I can't say that this kid knows it; Li Taibai's name has been passed down through the ages, but how many people who know literacy do not know? Only the one who calls Wang Changling is an unpopular poet, and the stupid man of Guo Jing will not know it. His disciples of the Huashan School cannot even answer Huashan poems. Those who are masters will inevitably make people laugh at them for being incompetent in teaching."

He was about to speak sarcastically when he heard Guo Jing chanting: "The clouds rise on Mount Taihua, and the clouds and mountains are clear and destroyed... I am happy to forget what I am tired, and I always chant... Life is like this again, how can I be happy?" The voice did not fluctuate, but it was extremely smooth.

"Hahahaha." Huang Rong laughed so hard that she fell. At that time, Shen Yuanjing taught Guo Jing's Five Mountains Sword Technique. After he learned one lesson every day, he would recite the entire poem of the sword move with him, and then write down the trick "Yunshan and the Mountains are clear and destroyed" is no exception.

Huang Yaoshi was a little surprised, but he did not notice any suspicion of cheating, so he had to say, "Please give a question by Mr. Chen."

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "There are 3,000 disciples of Confucius, 72 masters, and Ouyang's nephew. Can you tell me how many adults are among the 72 people and how many young people are there?"

Huang Yaoshi was shocked and glanced at Huang Rong. Ouyang Ke had a sweat and hesitated for a long time, saying, "There are ten adults, and sixty-two young men." He only remembered that Confucius had ten sages, so he answered randomly.

Shen Yuanjing said: "Wrong. Thirty adults are adults, and forty-two young people."

Ouyang Ke was dissatisfied and said, "Huang Shibo, who are the disciples of Confucius who are adults and underage, there is no record in the current books. It must be his own collection of books and cannot be counted."

Before Huang Yaoshi could speak, he heard Huang Rong snatch out and answer, "'The late spring clothes are ready, and there are five or six people who have crowned them, six or seven boys, bathing in the Yi River, the wind dancing in the chime, and returning with a song'. The words come from the Analects of Confucius. There are fifty or six or three hundred people, and six or seven or forty or two boys. You have no knowledge of yourself, and you are still embarrassed to say it."

When he was a child, Huang Yaoshi used this riddle to tease her. Although Shen Yuanjing also understood it, it was obviously stumping this bad guy.

Ouyang Ke was speechless and looked at Huang Yaoshi, who nodded. Guo Jing didn't know what the crown boy was, but he only knew that he had won, and he smiled foolishly on his face.

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "Huang Laoxie, we won the first game of literary talent, and we won the second game, so we won't take the exam again, right? I don't think there is any trouble, just let him fight one game."

Huang Yaoshi thought to himself: "I saw these two people's kung fu that day in Lin'an, but Nephew Ouyang was still a little worse. Since Rong'er had made efforts on the issue just now, I can't blame him for favoritism."

He said, "It's not appropriate. One of them is my son-in-law. If you are accidentally injured, it will be unbeautiful. Why don't I play a song? Whoever can keep up with my beat will win."

Shen Yuanjing was slightly angry and said in a deep voice: "Does the Master Huangdao use the Blue Sea Tide to consider their internal strength?"

Huang Yaoshi hesitated and said, "Of course not. The blue sea tides are quite powerful. If they hurt them, it would be bad. Only compare the rhythm, not the other words."

Hong Qigong said "hey" and thought to himself: "This old and confused nephew who is obsessed with the stinky toad's greasy and pink face, is rushing to push his daughter into the fire pit. If it weren't for making a good relationship with the head of Huashan, the beggar wouldn't care about such idiots."

Shen Yuanjing said directly: "If this is the case, we will admit defeat in this game. The battle between people in the martial arts world is compared with literary talent and music. If you, Huang Laoxie, said that you are comparing calligraphy and painting in the third game, I will go to the Lin'an Palace immediately and kill Zhao Yun. Please take your seat as a big position. You can simply use the Zhao family's set of scriptures and poems to recruit your son-in-law."

Huang Yaoshi's face turned slightly red. After all, he repeatedly favored him and broke the rules first. Although his daughter belonged to him, Shen Yuanjing might not be able to do anything.

So he nodded and said, "The third game will be the competition. Nephew Ouyang and Nephew Guo..." Before he finished speaking, Shen Yuanjing interrupted, "I know your future son-in-law, Mr. Ouyang and I will do this game. It is because he is the big Baituo Villa, or whether my Huashan Sect has a deep accumulation."

After saying that, he stood up, raised his hand and stabbed him with a sword. Ouyang Feng had already prepared and held a stick to block it. He stopped attacking, jumped outside the pavilion, stood in the open space, holding the sword and waiting.

Ouyang Feng followed him out, without saying anything, and hit him with a blow. The two had a fight last time, but they were a little familiar. They came up and saved them from temptation and attacked directly at the vital points of the other party. They took action ruthlessly and ruthlessly, as if they were fighting for life and death.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed, and Ouyang Feng became more and more deeply. The opponent's internal strength was indeed as he saw last time. He was about to go up a floor. He still followed the moves that he had the upper hand last time, and swung the iron staff in his hand violently, one move after another.

Shen Yuanjing was not stingy with his true energy, and fought head-on with an ordinary sword in his hand. The sound of "Dangdang" continued, as lively as if he had entered a blacksmith shop.

Soon Ouyang Feng struggled a little. This time, the injured one was replaced by him. He was besieged by the seven sons of Quanzhen two days ago, and he consumed his energy. He then had a palm against Shen Yuanjing and spit out blood. Even with the precious medicinal materials presented by Shi Miyuan, it would not be better in a short time.

How could Shen Yuanjing care whether he was injured or not. He turned his strong true energy into the Wuyue Sword Technique's tricks and slashed his opponent with one move. The more he looked at Huang Yaoshi's face became more and more serious, and he thought to himself: "It's only been more than a month, this kid has become so powerful. If he comes in two or three, what's wrong?"

Ouyang Feng took some tricks and thought to himself: "I am so passive that I may be dragged to death by the person in front of me until exhausted, so I can only seek change." His body tilted slightly forward and his right palm pushed out flat, which was the most proud "clamel membrane skill" in his life.

Shen Yuanjing had expected this move, using the "Yangguan Sand", with the hands, elbows, and shoulders in coordination, and the two palms were connected, and each of them took a step back.
Chapter completed!