Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 141 Wish?

Jiang Yan paused, and said softly: "'Guess the riddle'."

Jiang Sheng reacted: "Guess the riddle?"

She was a little uncertain: "'guess', 'mystery'?"

Seeing Jiang Yan nodding, she was dumbfounded.

What is the answer to this mystery?
But when she knew the answer and looked at the fringed fringed feather lanterns close at hand, she lost the interest to answer.

Maybe it's because it's too simple, or maybe it's because she didn't come up with left and right.

Pei Luoshu and Li Ziyu were still thinking, and others caught up, including Yang Chengchen, Jiang Yunsheng and Qiao Jiang.

Qiao Jiang handed over the answers to his and Jiang Yunsheng's nine riddles. Seeing that there were already so many people before the last one, he said with disgust, "It's all your fault for slowing me down. Otherwise, I would have answered here long ago."

He alone has to answer for two people.

Jiang Yunsheng scoffed: "If you are really good, one person should be worth ten people, and there are only two of us."

Qiao Jiang snorted, "You go, you go."

"It's not just guessing a riddle, I'm just not good at it, it's better to guess all sixty lamps by category."

Qiao Jiang was about to reprimand him for his nonsense, when she stared at the mystery, she suddenly paused: "Guess a riddle?"

Jiang Yunsheng was also looking at the riddle: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? It's not guessing riddles but guessing what?"

Poetry, song, song, art and economics?

He was about to make some more ridicule, but Qiao Jiang clapped his hands and smiled: "Yes, it's just guessing riddles."

Everyone heard the words and didn't understand why.

Only Xiao Huaicheng glanced at Jiang Yan not far away.

If he didn't notice his mistake just now, the other party should have already guessed the answer, so why is he sitting there without moving at this moment.

Besides, Pei Luoshu was the first to react.

He read the first couplet silently: "It's neither a domestic animal nor a wild beast...'Guess'? Black is not, white is not, red and yellow are not..."

By the way, it is "犭" and "Qing". Naturally, it is not a domestic animal, nor is it black, white, red and yellow.In the next couplet, "mystery" is not a poem and the Analects of Confucius, and it is also said that (讠) lost its way, but it is not blurred about the southeast, northwest and north.

Pei Luoshu shook his head, a little annoyed and disappointed, but also admired Qiao Jiang.

The answer that I hadn't thought of for so long, the other party understood after just a few glances.

Xiao Huaicheng stood up and said, "It's indeed a 'guessing riddle'."

After thinking for a while, he added another sentence: "The answer to the riddle is the word 'guess' and 'mystery'."

The crowd suddenly realized.

Xiao Huaicheng signaled that the eunuch who had spoken just now informed everyone that the competition was over, those who had not reached No. 60 would be given an ordinary lantern, and those who had reached No. 60 and had not reached the final answer would be given a pair of Jade Ruyi.

The court lady went forward to take down the fringed fringed feather lantern and handed it to Qiao Jiang.

Qiao Jiang gave Jiang Yunsheng casually: "One for each person, I don't owe you anything."

Someone nearby noticed that Qiao Jiang was already holding an exquisite and lovely raccoon slave lantern in her hand.

It's just that the lantern was in contrast to the proud appearance of the owner, unlike Qiao Jiang's own. Those who didn't know it thought he was helping a sister in the family to take care of it.

Jiang Yunsheng took it and shook it, the carved copper lantern felt a bit heavy in his hand.

Qiao Jiang saw it and said, "If you shake the candle inside again, it will fall down."

"That's nothing to worry about."

Xiao Huaicheng came over and said with a smile: "Father invited skilled craftsmen to build this lamp for a total of sixty days. The copper clips for placing the candles were placed from top to bottom between the bottom bamboo joints, and the bamboo joints were held by strings... If it shakes a little, it will fall down, I'm afraid those craftsmen will be questioned."

He asked Qiao Jiang: "Who is this young master?"

Qiao Jiang replied: "My father, Qiao Xuzhi, the minister of Guanglu Temple."

Xiao Huaicheng nodded: "Master Qiao is a good teacher."

"Mr. Qiao, what wish do you have? I will report back to my father tomorrow morning."

Qiao Jiang touched Jiang Yunsheng and raised her eyebrows: "What wish?"

"Are you asking me?" Jiang Yunsheng focused on turning the lantern, "It's none of my business."

"Give this wish to you, are you sure you don't want it?"

Jiang Yunsheng didn't even give him a look: "No."

High-ranking officials and generous salaries?Blessing of wives and concubines?
Not interesting.

Qiao Jiang pouted: "Forget it."

While Xiao Huaicheng was waiting for him to say his request, Qiao Jiang said, "We just want this lantern."

Xiao Huaicheng was taken aback.

The emperor's father spoke well, and since he made a promise, as long as the request is not excessive, he will agree.And they worked so hard to guess all [-] lantern riddles, but now they gave up the reward easily?
Xiao Huaicheng hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Qiao, if you think about it, you can come and tell me in a few days."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Qiao Jiang said truthfully, "I really don't have any wishes."

Xiao Huaicheng glanced at him: "Then tell me in a few days."

Besides, saying "no" would be to slap the fourth prince in the face, so Qiao Jiang didn't speak again.

Xiao Huaicheng also ordered the maids to distribute ordinary lanterns and jade ruyis to the participants, comforting and encouraging the students who guessed here but failed to guess the final answer, especially the scholars who are going to participate in the Spring Festival next month.

After finishing all this, he led the palace people away, and before leaving, he glanced at the empty chair beside him...

At this time, Jiang Sheng had joined the two sisters Qiao Shu and Qiao Zhi.

When Qiao Zhi left, Jiang Sheng and Jiang Yan were still answering the riddles together, but now seeing that she came out alone, she asked, "Where's Cousin Yan?"

Jiang Sheng said, "I don't know." After Qiao Jiang answered the answer, Jiang Yan got up and left.

As soon as she said this, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a spherical lamp made of bamboo strips rolling towards her.

The structure of the light ball was exquisite, with a candle hanging in the middle, the candle flame swayed in the direction of the bamboo basket, and it spun all the way down to her skirt without being extinguished.

Jiang Sheng looked in the direction where the light ball rolled, and saw Jiang Yan coming over to pick up the light ball.

Jiang Sheng asked: "What is this? Is it also a lantern?"

"Rolling the lamp." Jiang Yan said, putting his fingertips between the bamboo strips, and the rolling lamp nimbly turned around with his five fingers, and then fell away from his hand and rolled in the air. It turned flexibly and was finally caught again.

Jiang Sheng laughed: "Where did you buy it?"

She also went to buy one.

"Here." Jiang Yan reached out and put the rolling lamp in front of her.

Jiang Sheng hesitated for a moment: "...how much?"

Jiang Yan paused: "Three liang, silver."

"I'll give you money."

Jiang Yan's voice carried a little imperceptible helplessness: "Okay."

Just then Jiang Sheng took the rolling lamp, and turned around like Jiang Yan, but the rolling lamp fell to the ground disobediently.She picked it up again and tried again, and it seemed that she was about to make a perfect circle. When the rolling lamp turned over, Huali fell to the ground again.

When the lamp is dropped, she picks it up; when the lamp is dropped again, she picks it up again...the cycle repeats.

Jiang Sheng: ...

Bye, she's not playing anymore.

Jiang Yan looked at her dejected look and said with a smile: "Put the index finger here, hold the bamboo stick with the thumb, turn over the ring finger..."

He demonstrated it, and finally said: "It's almost the same as turning your pen."

Jiang Sheng was really studying hard at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly looked at him: "It's about the same as me, turning the pen?"

Maybe some students have the habit of turning their pens. One day in high school, the gel pen turned out neatly in her hand, and it has been out of control ever since.

As long as Jiang Sheng holds the pen, his fingers will not be quiet.Turn when you encounter a problem, turn when you are bored in class... not only pens, but everything can be turned.

But here she uses a brush except when drawing, and the ink is scattered everywhere when the brush is turned, so she can only quit.

　My day and night dreams seem to be shattered

　　
　
(End of this chapter)