Yun Yi put down the teacup, placed the ivory chess piece he bought on the table, and carefully wiped the chess piece with a white cloth.

Seeing this, Qiu Niang also sat over to help.

Yun Yi smiled and said, "Miaoren's girl, what I thought of is: Zhuge, the one who speaks big, may have a better second couplet, but I only thought of this for a while."

Qiu Niang tilted her head and looked cute. She had never read a book and did not understand these things.

But the three girls outside the door were surprised, and Ni Manqing blushed even more and did not dare to see Li Qingzhao because she had already lost.

This couplet is a pair of characters that are disassembled. The first couplet "Rener" is synthesized into "Ni", and the word "Miao" is separated and it is "girl". The concept is very exciting.

Li Qingzhao was very impressed by Ni Manqing's first couplet. She thought for three days and two nights, and finally thought of it "The warrior's mind is determined to stop the sword". The word is correct, but the artistic conception is much worse.

Now that I heard the second couplet of Yun Yi, Li Qingzhao thought to himself, maybe this is the best answer, I might as well.

In the yard, Qiu Niang listened to Yun Yi's explanation and showed a cute expression like this, "Where is the title of the last poem? Although I have never read the book, I also know that there are differences in poetry. How can it be a poem or a lyric?"

Li Qingzhao's ears trembled slightly. Could it be that he even solved this question?

Ni Manqing and Zhao Mujin looked at each other and smiled. Both of them were happy to see Li Qingzhao being defeated. This girl has beaten them too many times.

In the yard, Yun Yi, who was unaware of it, smiled and said, "This third question is simple. I have more than a dozen poems in my mind to deal with it. However, most of them are masterpieces from previous generations. If you say that others have never heard of it... well, you can use it to write and ink..."

Qiu Niang ran to the study in the back hall with her excited steps, and the three girls outside the yard were stunned.

Zhao Mujin looked at Li Qingzhao and Ni Manqing with a smile, and teased, "What should I do now? I remember the bet between you two clearly."

Li Qingzhao's face remained unchanged, Ni Manqing's cheeks were flushed. She said in a state of urgency at that time, and thought it was a game move, but who would have thought it would be a pit for herself...

At this time, Li Qingzhao bit her lower lip lightly and said lightly: "So what if he solves the problem? Zhao Mingcheng is one step ahead of him!"

"Oh, Defu actually solved the problem?" Zhao Mujin looked surprised.

However, Ni Manqing seemed to see through Li Qingzhao's guilt and said in a narrow voice: "I admit that Mr. Zhao is very talented, but if he really writes a masterpiece... you should recite it and let us listen."

Li Qingzhao was speechless for a moment. In fact, after Zhao Mingcheng got the title of the poem the day before yesterday, he had locked herself at home for two days. No draft has been published yet. She has ready-made poems, but after all, she wrote them, and Zhao Mujin and Ni Manqing will reveal their feelings when they hear it.

While the three girls were "intrigue" at the entrance of the yard, footsteps sounded in the yard, and it was thought that the little maid had returned.

Zhao Mujin made a booing gesture to Li Qingzhao and Ni Manqing, and then pointed to the yard, allowing the two to listen quietly.

Yunyi's slightly magnetic sound came.

“…As the words read, it is a poem.”

"The sound of autumn sounds has been flying geese, and the dreams are broken with hearts. I want to write poems about sorrow and resentment, and the shadows of bamboo and sachet are moved, and the moon is slow. The building is high and we look forward to the long parting, and the leaves fall and the cold shade is formed. The cold wind leaves the lamps without breaking, and the quiet night is hidden in the courtyard, and half of the window is bright."

At the gate of the courtyard, Li Qingzhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, this poem was just Er'er. Zhao Mingcheng should be able to write something better than him, so he is not considered losing... Well, just don't lose!

However, before the stone in her heart was completely dropped, Yun Yi put down his brush in the yard and said casually: "This is the best answer I can think of. I will read it for you upside down, and reading it backwards will be a seven-character poem."

"Um?"

Li Qingzhao was stunned at first, then frowned, returned to the carriage and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and copied the poem Yun Yi.

Then, she read backwards from the last word.

"The bright window half covers the quiet courtyard, and the quiet night is quiet and the lights are not left.

The wind is cold and the fallen leaves are formed, and we look back on the tall buildings after separation.

The moon shadow moves through the bamboo, and the poems are filled with resentment.

I want to follow the heartbroken dream, and the geese fly over a few roars of autumn."

At this time, Zhao Mujin and Ni Manqing, who were standing at the gate of the yard, also heard Yun Yi's reading aloud. The two women looked at each other and felt their scalp numb. How could anyone write such a perfect inverted poem?

Generally, inverted poems refer to palindrome poems, which have many types, and inverted poems are just a category of palindrome poems.

It is not without works that read along the lines, but also read up backwards. Li Qingzhao's master Su Shi wrote a poem "Records of Dreams".

Read by:

The flowers fall all over the sky, and the wine ripples, and the sun rises to the mountain and the snow rises to the river.

The red roasted shallow cup is new and the dragon ball is small and the sunny window is sunny.

Read backwards:

The window is sunny and the small dragon is rolling, and the new pot of live fire is lightly roasted red.

The river rises and snow melts the sun on the mountain, and the wine is pouring and the fallen flowers are gone.

It is also a masterpiece in the upside-down poem, but this poem Yun Yi is too much. People read it along the way, but they read it upside-down, and the realm is one level higher than Su Shi. Who is Su Shi!

Zhao Mujin suddenly was very curious about Yun Yi in the yard. What kind of talented person could write such exquisite poems?

At this time, Li Qingzhao's voice came from the carriage behind him: "Let's go back."

"ah?"

Zhao Mujin originally wanted the maid to knock on the door, but she knew each other for a while. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Li Qingzhao's face was wrong, he suddenly remembered her bet with Ni Manqing. The two of them bet that whoever could solve their questions within three days would marry the person who solved the questions.

Although it was an act of a close friend of mine, Li Qingzhao had a habit of fulfilling the bet if she lost. She had never lost for seventeen years, so she had the confidence... just today.

Ni Manqing looked at Zhao Mujin and then at Li Qingzhao. She knew that Li Qingzhao was going to Zhao Mingcheng for the question, but that guy Zhao Mingcheng seemed not to be powerful. There was no news after three days.

Seeing that Li Qingzhao looked very injured, Ni Manqing couldn't say anything. After a sudden inspiration, she touched Xiaodie beside her and asked casually: "Xiaodie, when is the time now?"

Xiaodie grew up with Ni Manqing since she was a child. Knowing her feelings, she looked up at the sky and said pretty: "I'm afraid it's not time."

Ni Manqing and Xiaodie looked at each other and smiled, then spread their hands helplessly: "Since it's already noon, the three-day period has passed, and the bet is invalid, haha."

In the carriage, Li Qingzhao, who was leaning against the soft couch, her eyes were closed tightly, and her plump red lips were slightly flanked. She knew very well that it was still late at noon. How could she, who was addicted to gambling, misremember the time of the bet?

But Ni Manqing gave her a step, so she naturally couldn't say anything, otherwise...the two would have to marry the man in the yard at the same time.

She tilted her head and opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the courtyard through the curtains. The brand new peach wood plaque had three words of vigorousness and strength written on it.

"The word "Taohuawu" is a good word...Huh?"

Li Qingzhao's originally weak expression trembled violently, and her eyes were fixed on the signature on the plaque.
Chapter completed!