After saying that, Lei Shaoyang held up his palm again, and two servants came up carrying a mahogany screen and stood it in front of the two of them. On the screen, they saw the names of the three generations of Lei Mansion starting from Lei Lie.
They are Lie, Chunhua, Ao, Fang, Yueniang, Rushuang, Huaixiu, Yunxiu, Shaoyang, Xiangxiu and Lingxiu.
After reading it, Ding Xilan thought to herself, if it was normal, it wouldn't be difficult, but she didn't know if he had a time limit? At this moment, Lei Lie at the table said: "Shaoyang, it is not easy to embed a person's name into a poem.
.I don’t know, how long will you give Xilan?”
Lei Shaoyang looked at Ding Xilan, then walked not far from the table, cupped his hands and said: "Grandpa, Miss Ding has extraordinary literary talent. This question must not be difficult for her. However, if Miss Ding can do it in ten steps,
If you can compose this poem within a short period of time, then I will really admire you."
"Ten steps?"
Lei Ao and others were dumbfounded. He wrote a poem in ten steps. Did he think he was selecting talents?
"Yes, if Miss Ding can do this within ten steps of me, I will definitely admire Wu Nei. If Miss Ding is not sure, it is not too late to quit now."
Speaking of this, Lei Shaoyang raised his eyebrows, stared at Ding Xilan, and said, "I wonder what Miss Ding thinks?"
Within ten steps, and it was his ten steps... Ding Xilan was a little hesitant. Seeing this, Lei Ao said: "Shaoyang, let alone Xilan, even if Zijian is resurrected, he may not be able to answer this question. Your question is indeed true.
It’s not fair.”
"Dad, in the past, Zijian wrote a poem in seven steps, and his reputation will be passed down through the ages." Lei Shaoyang knew that his father and others would have objections, so he was ready to respond, "Grandpa always praised Miss Ding for being extremely intelligent. His vision as an old man,
Do you still have any doubts? Although the requirements of this poem are a little strict, but there are still ten steps, which is considered fair."
As soon as he said this, he undoubtedly blocked the mouths of Lei Lie and Lei Ao. Lei Lie naturally couldn't say anything more, but Lei Ao still felt that this was unfair.
"But..." Before Lei Ao could say anything, Liu Rushuang had already interrupted him. "Shaoyang is right, Mr. Shaoyang. Originally, Shaoyang came up with the question. Although no one has solved this question since ancient times, there is no previous record.
It can be tested. However, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Who knows that no one in the world can answer this question? Therefore, it is fair to ask this question."
Lei Ao heard what Liu Rushuang said made sense. He pondered for a long time and then said: "Xilan, what do you think?"
Ding Xilan looked at Lei Shaoyang's somewhat arrogant look, as if he was sure he would lose, and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just follow what Master Lei said."
As soon as Ding Xilan said this, everyone was in an uproar.
"Ouch, what should we do?" Grandma Lei couldn't help but worry, "Old man, I didn't expect that Shaoyang would come up with such a question. I think this time, girl Xilan has little chance of winning."
"Don't panic! We have to have confidence in Xilan." Lei Lie comforted him. Although he said this, he was also worried in his heart. Of course, Yu Yueniang and Lei Yunxiu and Xiangxiu sisters were also worried.
Lei Shaoyang obviously did not expect that Ding Xilan would agree. However, he did not believe that this girl could compose a poem with a name in it in such a short period of time.
Thinking of this, he closed the folding fan and said, "Okay, in that case, is Miss Ding ready?"
Ding Xilan met his gaze without giving in at all, and said, "I'm ready."
Hearing Lei Ao's "The third round begins!", Lei Shaoyang stared at Ding Xilan and walked towards her——
One step, two steps.
"The bad young man is smart and arrogant,"
Lei Shaoyang was stunned, this girl dared to scold him, but she still took the third step.
"Soft as frost, the grass has feelings?"
Sure enough, he was talking about himself, damn it. Even though Lei Shaoyang was feeling resentful, he still smiled, but he took two more steps.