Unparalleled Double Harmony

Chapter 37 "One Word"

After Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai passed two levels in a row, Xue Tui's attitude towards them is completely different from when they first came.

Now that Xue Tui looked at these two people again, not only did he not feel that they were bumpkins who came in by mistake, but he also felt that they were a bit like martial arts rookies who deliberately pretended to be pigs and tigers.

In front of such a character, Xue Tui couldn't make the topic too "ordinary", otherwise it would appear that he was out of standard.

Yes, generally speaking, the content of the third level is that he, Xue Tui, will come up with questions and "Wen Dou" with the opponent; and "Wen Dou" usually means writing a poem, matching a pair, guessing an anagram, etc. .

It is precisely because Xue Tui is very good at this that he got the nickname "Little Dezu"; what it means... is that he has a bit of the demeanor of Yang Xiu and Yang Dezu.

But in fact, from this point, it is not difficult to see that Xue Tui has failed in the national examinations for many years, and it is not wronged.

The "smartness" in him has never been a real great wisdom, great talent... but the ability of a typical sour literati to show off his skills.

To sum it up in one sentence, it has the ability to promulgate literature, but there is no strategy for stabilizing the country.

So, being a guest in the Bugui Building doesn't count as wronging him... because it is indeed more suitable for him to do this than to be an official.

At this moment, after Xue Tui invited Sun and Huang to take their seats, he started pacing back and forth in the study with his hands behind his back.

Just now, he originally wanted to use the second level to catch the opponent by surprise, but Huang Donglai reported the correct answer in an instant, and instead caught him by surprise.

In this case, Xue Tui can only rush to think about the things to be tested in the third level...

"What to do? Make my best pair?

"No... It's absolutely too difficult to come up with a pair that can face the dead in such a short period of time. Ordinary pairs will definitely not be difficult for them.

"How about...designate a theme and let them compose a poem?

"No...it doesn't work either, it's too easy to compose a poem; even if they write a doggerel casually, as long as they can click on the title, the rhyme and level of the poem will not make any big mistakes, so I don't have much to say...because they both It was too easy, if I was picky about some idealistic things in this third level, it would look like I deliberately made things difficult for them.

"Hmm... How can I convince them to lose?"

Xue Tui thought a lot there, but his mind turned quickly, and it didn't take long.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai knew this guy's expression when he saw it—it's over, this guy surnamed Xue probably came up with some bad idea.

"Heh... two young masters." The next second, Xue Tui came over with a smile on his face, raised his hand as a salute, and asked, "I don't know which one of you is responsible for the 'one word' of the third level?" answer?"

Sun and Huang looked at each other, and it turned out... Huang Donglai naturally said, "Let me do it."

There is no way, two evils must be chosen, and we have to choose the lesser; no matter how bad Huang Donglai is, he is better than Sun Yixie who can't read big characters.

"Okay." Xue Tui nodded when he heard the words, sat down himself, shook his head and said, "I don't know if Mr. Huang has heard such a story..." He paused, and began to recite, "Zheng people have and Those who place the shoes first measure their feet, and then place them to sit. When they arrive at the market, they forget to operate them. When they have already got the shoes, they say: "I forgot to hold them!" So they were not allowed to wear them. People said: 'Why don't you try to be enough?' Said: 'I'd rather have faith than have no self-confidence.'”

Xue Tui just recited the original text of the story "Zheng Ren Buys Shoes" verbatim.

Huang Donglai...in fact, he didn't fully understand it, but he roughly guessed which story the other party was telling from the few words he could understand, so he nodded slightly and replied: "Ah... I have heard it."

Xue Tui smiled, and said again: "Well, so what about this..." Then, he recited the original texts of the two allusions "to mend the prison after a dead sheep" and "to carve a boat to seek a sword".

Huang Donglai also said he knew.

At this point, Xue Tui felt that the groundwork was almost done, so he said in a strange tone: "Hehe... Mr. Huang is really well-read and knowledgeable, so I think... with Mr. Huang's knowledge, he will definitely be able to Tell me a fable that even Xue has never heard of?"

"Ah?" Huang Donglai was a little dazed when he asked him this question, and instinctively made a embarrassed look, and read, "This..."

Seeing the expression on the other party's face, Xue Tui immediately turned pale, and said urgently: "If Mr. Huang can tell you that, then the third test will be considered passed, but if you can't tell..."

His question is very bad.

From his point of view, judging from the common sense of a scholar in the early dynasties, it is not difficult to write poems and essays...for them, this is a formulaic thing, just like the cartoonists who draw "books" in modern times. Just like the book, as long as you have learned the routines and passed the painting skills, then the creation will come at your fingertips. Anyway, readers don't care much about the plot or spiritual connotation in it. People mainly just look at the paintings.

However, if you want a person who studies stereotyped essays all day long to be an official to write a story, it must be a fable that contains some profound thought and can explain philosophy. This is not a difficult problem. ...is simply impossible.

This is one of them.

There is another two: Xue Tui is confident that with his talent and learning, there can be no fables and allusions in the world that he has not read; what Han Feizi, the Mencius of the Warring States Period...you can find it, just look for it, you just start, and he will It can be picked up immediately and memorized for you.

Therefore, the question he raised, at least in his own opinion... has no solution.

Unexpectedly, Huang Donglai only hesitated for a while, and then continued in a very calm tone: "Okay, then I'll tell you a 'race between the tortoise and the hare'."

"Ah?" Xue Tui was stunned, he never thought that the other party would actually answer.

But after the initial surprise, he still calmed down and told himself to himself: "It's okay... This kid probably wants to make up one... Hmph, a young boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, who can make up temporarily and can speak Why did you come here?"

Then Huang Donglai told him the story of the tortoise and the hare in plain Chinese.

Xue Tui was shocked after hearing this.

After Huang Dong finished speaking, Xue Tui sat there tasting it for a long time, like a child who has never even heard of "The Tortoise and the Hare".

"Mr. Xue?" Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Huang Donglai asked tentatively, "How is it? You should say something."

"Uh..." Xue Tui came back to his senses, and said dully, "Dare to ask... where did Mr. Huang get this allusion?"

Huang Donglai couldn't answer the other party that this was a joke from "Aesop's Fables", so he pouted and said nonsense, "I made it up now." He also put on a very relaxed look, and added, "That's it. Kind of a story... I can make up two in as little time as I can, don't believe me, how about I tell you about the 'Three Little Pigs' later?"

This time Xue Tui was so stupid, he quickly got up, bowed his head and bowed: "Mr. Huang is so tall, he is outside the cave, Xue... oh no... the student Xue Tui is sitting in the well and watching the sky, and he is really ashamed! So many times before I have offended you, and I hope to forgive you."

"Oh! I just said a race between the tortoise and the hare... As for what?" Sun Yixie was also a little surprised by the reaction of the other party, and he immediately complained, "Then if I give you a long stand-up comedy "One Piece"... "

"Hey! Hey! Brother Sun!" Huang Donglai hurriedly raised his voice, and gently pushed Sun Yixie, reminding, "There is no storytelling in the world today, so don't make trouble!"

Sun Yixie smiled: "Hey~ Just kidding, don't panic."

Anyway, Xue Tui didn't understand what they said, he just thought it was some kind of slang joke between the two of them, and didn't care.

Huang Donglai also hurriedly changed the topic, and said to Xue: "Mr. Xue, since that's the case, then we have passed the three levels of 'Yipin', 'Glance', and 'Yiyan'? Can we eat?"

"Oh! That's right!" Xue Tui was respectful at the moment, as if he had met an expert outside the world, "Xue will make arrangements now, you two please come with me...the private seat is available here."

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To make a long story short, after another cup of tea, Sun and Huang finally ate the first batch of cold dishes served in a private room.

At this time, more than half an hour had passed since the moment they entered the gate of the Building of No Return.

In fact, it's not too late, it's just Haishi... According to the current time, it will be less than 10:30 in the evening, but the two of them are already starving.

The plate of fish that Sun Yixie made before, because the quantity was not large, was distributed to more than half of Xue Tui, Yuan Fangzhi and other four people, so they didn't eat a few mouthfuls; The role of "stomach" further stimulated the appetite of the two of them.

Fortunately, they passed the second and third levels very quickly, and it took more than ten minutes to complete them together; so, before eleven o'clock, the two of them ate the dishes served in the kitchen of Zhixian Pavilion.

The "Southern Kitchen God" is also in great interest today-frying, frying, frying, frying, stewing, sweet in the south, salty in the north, spicy in the east and sour in the west, Mr. Yuan almost showed off all his special skills; Yixie and Huang Donglai made it clear that they were not short of money when they entered the table, and let them play as they wish, just serve the food quickly.

Of course, the "spring tide brings rain to come late" is not on the menu tonight, because it is a seasonal dish in spring, and now it is autumn, even if it is forced to make it, it will not taste right.

Tonight, Yuan Fangzhi made a dish to sing the big axis, which is called "Thousands of Gold Buying Walls"; if "Spring Tide Brings Rain Comes Late" is his Mahayana work when he was 25 years old, then this "Thousands of Gold Buys Walls" is Yuan Fangzhi's work at 55. It is a proof that the culinary skills have reached perfection after the age.

Just such a piece of tofu, put it in your mouth, you can taste the debauchery and sadness of a generation of crazy people, the talent and sadness of a beautiful woman... It seems that you are that Gao Shi, that Du Fu, standing there, watching that with your own eyes. A good story happened, but at the same time, I can faintly feel the slightly sad ending of the story...

This night, both Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai were drunk, because the food on the table was really good...the kind they had never tasted in their entire lives.

This Bugui Building also provides excellent service to the guests in the private room. Before the two of them were drunk, Xue Tui had already come in and asked where the inn they were staying in, so that they could be sent to take them off after they fell unconscious. go back.

As for the meal money for this night, Xue Tui also confiscated it, but left a note in the room of the two people's inn, telling them that the meal money has been recorded on the account, and when it is convenient for the two of you, find someone to deliver it, or You can tie it up when you come back next time.

This is what matters...

It is the customer's problem that the customer refuses to pay afterward, but the person who does not return to the building...will never take advantage of the customer's knowledge without looking through the things that the customer brought with him, similar to "taking the meal money from the delirious customer" Search it out and take it away" It is impossible for a guy who does not return to the building to do such a thing; if someone does this, the boss will definitely not let him go, because this is not the problem of the guests, but the problem of not returning to the building up.

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The next day, when the sun was high, Huang Donglai was the first to wake up—he has a good foundation in internal energy.

When he woke up, he found that he was lying in Sun Yixie's room, with Sun's trident beside the bed.

Huang Donglai endured a slight headache, recalled how he returned to the inn last night, and then thought: "Oh...it should be that when the guy who didn't return upstairs carried us up, he got into the wrong room and threw Brother Sun into my room Here, throw me here."

As he thought about it, he took out the chamber pot from under the bed for convenience.Then, he yawned and stretched, ready to go to the next door to wake up Sun Yixie.

Because he was carried back and thrown directly onto the bed, he neither took off his clothes nor put on the quilt that night; of course, this season, he is also a martial arts practitioner, so he won't catch a cold after sleeping like this for a night.

Huang Donglai just walked to the door in crumpled clothes that smelled of alcohol, and opened the door casually.

Unexpectedly... at this moment, there was already someone waiting for him outside the door.

I saw that man, who was also dressed in black in broad daylight, was a tall man with dark skin, eyebrows that fell into the temples, nose straight and square mouth; and the most prominent features on his face were a pair of piercing bullocks. Eyes, as if staring at you all the time.

When Huang Donglai opened the door, he was standing three feet away, staring at the door.

As soon as Huang Donglai appeared, the black-faced man clasped his fists and said in a sharp voice, "Sun Yixie, I want to compete with you!"

(End of this chapter)