Dressed in a dragon, a phoenix, a crown, a rosy gown, and pink makeup, she was sitting quietly in her boudoir alone. The noisy people outside told her that her groom had come to pick her up without anyone notifying her.
A little maid ran into Long Yan's boudoir excitedly and said excitedly: "Miss, it's incredible, it's incredible, my bestie is so awesome."
"Yu Gui, drink some water first and speak more slowly. You don't even know what you are talking about." Long Yan's eyes were shining brightly.
The little maid named Yu Gui put her hands on her hips and took a few deep breaths. After sorting out her thoughts, she finally figured out how Long Shuang made things difficult for Ding Kui and how Ding Kui's best man defeated Long Shuang with one punch. The new uncle was able to successfully pass the first hurdle.
Report everything to Long Yan in full.
Long Yan opened her mouth slightly, half-covering her red lips, "I have long heard that he is a very capable person, but I never thought that even the people around him have extraordinary strength. He is destined to become a dazzling figure in the future. Marrying such a person
I don’t know if outstanding people are a good thing or a bad thing for me?”
"Miss, you are overthinking it. An outstanding uncle is better than mediocrity, right? Your cousin, on the other hand, deliberately made trouble or something, it was too much." Yu Gui looked around while complaining.
"Yu Gui, we need to know ourselves. Long Shuang is the true direct descendant, and I just have a name. My function is to marry him. There is no need to argue with him. After today, we will be considered members of the Ding family.
I will never see them again in the future." Long Yan saw clearly.
In the front yard, next to the oil pan.
Ding Kui looked back in shock, and saw a petite figure rushing to his side, jumping up and hugging his raised right hand, and then reaching into the oil pan without even rolling up his sleeves, groping randomly.
Ding Fen evaded Ao Yu's interception very dexterously, and arrived at Ding Kui's side in just a few breaths.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Ding Fen shouted with her eyes closed, her little hand reaching into the oil pan was still groping, "Yes!" She jerked her arm back and clenched her fist tightly for fear of what was inside.
Things will fall out.
The children of the Long family were discussing the little girl who was about ten years old. Her courage conquered everyone present.
Long Tan stared at everything that happened in front of him with his mouth open, and murmured: "How is this possible? How can this be calculated?"
"Did he deliberately arrange for that little girl to do this?" The elder of the Long family said in a somewhat uncertain tone.
"He doesn't have that need." Long Kun shook his head.
"That little girl is the weakest one in the wedding team, so it would be more reasonable to sacrifice her." The elders of the clan will consider the issue from the perspective of the family's interests.
"Even if the pot was full of real oil, the best man could still take out the copper coins without any damage. Ding Kui would probably have broken the shield in the later stage, otherwise he would have let the best man take action instead of himself.
That moment was enough to prove his courage.
Even a little girl in the Ding family has such courage, and they are worthy of being the family that embodies the spirit of the Eighth Legion." Long Kun's intelligence sources are stronger than those of the clan elders, and he can basically analyze the strength of Ding Kui and Ao Yu.
"Oh." The clan elder's mood immediately improved. After all, he had a hand in facilitating this marriage, and he really didn't want Ding Kui to sacrifice the little girl.
Ding Fen opened her palms, and a copper plate lay in her palm. Ding Kui hurriedly stepped forward and pulled off her sleeves, checking to see if there were any burns. Finally, he exhaled heavily and looked up at Long Calm.
"Uncle! What are you doing standing there? You haven't accepted this copper coin yet. Do you want me to touch another one?" Ding Kui added a grudge to his voice, making his voice more penetrating.
Long Tan came back to his senses, looked at Ding Fen with admiration, and solemnly placed his hands under her palms, "Please give me the copper plate! You have passed the test of courage." He knew that there was something fishy in the oil pan, but
Even if you don’t believe that Ding Fen will know, you will be so impressed by Ding Fen’s courage.
Bang bang bang, applause erupted from the scene. Whether it was from the Long family or the Ding family, everyone applauded Ding Fen's performance.
Ding Fen's face turned red with excitement, like a ripe apple. Probably only Ding Kui knew that there was an element of shyness in it.
Long Tan made an invitation gesture to Ding Kui inside and said, "Go in, brother-in-law. There is one last test waiting for you inside. Since the first two hurdles were not passed by you, this last one must be done by you."
However, no one else is allowed to replace you."
"Hahaha, it must be me. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time." Ding Kui strode towards the central hall of the governor's mansion.
The central hall was filled with banquets, and there were three chairs in the middle. Long Kun, the commander-in-chief of the General Palace, was sitting in the middle. An old man was on the left, and a tall and powerful middle-aged man was sitting on the right. These three chairs were used by Ding Kui to welcome his bride.
The final destination, go there, kowtow to the three people in the chair, and then the flower girl Ding Fen can go to the backyard to pick up Long Yan.
However, there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar standing in the middle of the road at the patio of the middle hall with a smile. Before Ding Kui arrived, the middle-aged Confucian scholar bowed his hands and said, "I heard that I am a peerless talent, so please be polite."
Ding Kui hurriedly returned the gift and said: "Sir, you are welcome, but with my little ability, how can I be called a peerless talent?"
"Hahaha, he founded a publication like "Guan Yue", and his clever thinking is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Such a person cannot be regarded as a peerless talent. Who can be called one? My uncle is so self-effacing, how can we deal with ourselves.
"The middle-aged Confucian scholar had a hearty smile on his face.
"Sir, you are so complimentary. You must be the tester of wisdom, right? I hope you will be merciful, sir."
"Actually, they are the real testers." The middle-aged Confucian scholar showed a sly smile and pointed at several children under ten years old beside him. "I am just a messenger at best. My uncle's wisdom is not enough to test.
Show your talents.
Today we will have a special test. Please come up with a small game within the time of burning incense so that children of their age can also play it. It needs to have an intellectual effect.
After you come up with the game, let them try it out. If it meets the standards, you will be considered to have passed this test. As for whether it meets the standards, you will be judged by the people below. If you have any objections to the judgment results, you can raise them with the clan elders."
"Small game? Is this a test of wisdom?" This was completely beyond Ding Kui's expectation.
"Of course, my family has been using a calendar for a long time. I believe there is nothing I can't think of." The middle-aged Confucian scholar still smiled.
Your sister, isn’t this a lie? I spent a whole day thinking about a game, and asked for a brain-enhancing effect. I’m not a game programmer, so how could I think of it all at once?
Ding Kui was dumbfounded.
This test did not need to wait for Ding Kui to discuss it with his people. The middle-aged Confucian scholar lit a stick of incense directly in front of Ding Kui and held it in his hand with two fingers.
"Thinking of a game in such a short period of time? The Long family really knows how to play it. Do they really want to marry Long Yan to Xiaodiang?" Zeng Jian complained for his classmate and friend.
Zeng Jian's words resonated with Zheng Yun, and she said: "That's right, how can there be such a test? It is more difficult for a knight to do such a thing than to force a magician to learn how to use a sword."
"The tests of the Long family never care about the new uncle's combat prowess, because they can accept the previous test, and wait until the question of the wisdom test comes out before deciding who to send to deal with it. My cousin has not accepted the test before, and he must complete this by himself. Come to
We can only accept the rules of the Long family here." Jiang Cao said helplessly.
The incense in the hands of the middle-aged Confucian scholar was gradually shortening, and pieces of incense ash gradually appeared under his feet, leaving less and less time for Ding Kui.
"Is this too difficult for Ding Kui?" asked the middle-aged man sitting on the right.
"Haha, you feel sorry for your son-in-law so quickly? If the rumors are not false, he should be able to complete it." Long Kun's answer this time also had an uncertain tone.
Yu Gui ran back and forth between the side door of the middle hall and Long Yan's boudoir, reporting the real-time status of the students in the middle hall to Long Yan.
After Long Yan learned about the situation, she couldn't help but worry about Ding Kui. She walked to the door very uneasily and looked towards the direction of the central hall. After all, that man was her future husband. Any mistakes would be a bad thing.
may affect his reputation.
In the middle hall, Ding Kui was sweating from the tip of his nose. He kept pinching his chin with his fingers and his mind was racing.
Games, and games that can be played by children, are not available in this world like the ones I have played before. Making paper dolls, playing wax chess, pushing steel hoops, hide-and-seek, etc. None of these seem to have an enlightening effect.
Ding Kui almost pinched the skin of his chin.
The incense in the middle-aged scholar's hand was no longer as long as one finger, and his face began to show a look of disappointment. It turned out that he had high hopes for Ding Kui.
"Junior brother has been able to create many weird things since he was a child. Why are you stuck on this little game today?" Feng Liang looked anxiously from behind.
"Why don't you get a bucket of water and pour it on Datou Ding's head to wake him up?" Lu Ying was naturally worried for Ding Kui.
"Fetch a bucket of water?" Ding Kui heard what Lu Ying said, "Wait, where are we going to hit whom? Of course we are going to fetch it from the well?" He said to himself.
Bang, Ding Kui snapped his fingers, "Yes!" He turned back to Lu Ying and said, "You are great!"
"Do you have any ideas?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar asked nervously. If Ding Kui failed to pass the test of wisdom, he would definitely not get any good results. He hoped Ding Kui could pass this hurdle more than everyone present.
"Bring a pen and paper." Ding Kui's face regained confidence.
"Little junior sister, what did you say just now?" Zheng Yun asked Lu Ying, who was scratching his head with his mouth wide open.
"I, I don't know, I just want to pour a bucket of water on Big Head Ding." Lu Ying's eyes were blank.
"Keep your voice down, don't disturb junior brother's thoughts." Feng Liang pressed Zheng Yun's mouth with his hand, "Don't worry about what junior sister said, the important thing is that junior brother has an idea."
Not only did the wedding team hold their breath and pay attention to Ding Kui, who was writing straightly, but the three people sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle were silent and stared with concern at the smiling groom.
"What does this mean?" The middle-aged scholar picked up the white paper that Ding Kui had drawn.