The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

"You dare to hit someone!" Fang Hao covered his face and roared at Jia Jue.

Several other people among the Four Great Talents in Jiangnan also glared at Jia Jue.

Jia Jue smiled lightly, but did not speak, Zhao Bin snorted coldly:
"What? He has a royal fan in his hand, so he can't beat you?"

Fang Hao froze for a while, he murmured for a while, but he couldn't say a word.How dare he say that the Royal Fan can't beat him.

These words put him in a dilemma, and he froze in place for a while, his face red and black, full of embarrassment.

Several people around him were also embarrassed, not knowing how to answer.

dong dong!

At this moment, only a sound of drums sounded, and the field suddenly became quiet.

Fang Hao finally got a step, he glared at Jia Jue and snorted coldly:

"You don't have to be mad, and you will see it later!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, and the others all glared at Jia Jue and left.

"What is this drum sound?" Jia Jue didn't care about the threats from several people, he asked Zhao Bin.

"It should be the beginning of the poetry meeting."

The words fell, but Jia Jue saw a lot of lanterns floating in the water next to them. There was a glass of wine on the lamp, and a note was pressed under the glass.

"Qushuiliu?" Jia Jue's eyes lit up when he saw this.

Qushui Liujing is a traditional custom of the Yanxia people, and later developed into an elegant event for literati and poets to sing poetry and wine.Participants sit on both sides of the canal, and place wine glasses upstream. The wine glasses flow downstream, and whoever stops in front of them will take the glasses and drink and write poems.

"It's interesting." Seeing this, Zhao Bin quickly came to the water's edge, grabbed a lantern, and took a look at the note under the wine glass, but saw that it read:

One month after another, two months in total, there is a ploughable field above and a long flowing river below; there are six members in a family, and the two are not reunited.

Seeing this, Zhao Bin frowned, and after reading it many times, he couldn't understand the meaning. In desperation, he had no choice but to look at Jia Jue with a look of help.

Jia Jue reminded: "This is an anagram."

"Character puzzle?" Zhao Bin was stunned, thinking hard for a long time, but still had no clue.

Jia Jue smiled: "It's a 'use' word."

Zhao Bin was stunned when he heard the words, and then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Yes! Isn't it just a word for 'use'?"

He asked a servant to ask for a pen, and quickly wrote a word on the note, but then he smiled and added another word.

Then he drank the wine in the glass, put the note and the wine glass on the lantern again, and put it into the water.

"Brother Zhao, what does this mean?" Jia Jue asked him.

Zhao Bin laughed at him and said, "If you don't write your name, who would know that it was you who answered it? Besides, if the young lady is interested, wouldn't she just be looking for you?"

Jia Jue laughed: "So it is."

While speaking, Zhao Bin took another lantern out of the water. This time, the note read:
Passing through the door three times, wasting Xinrenguijia.

"What is this?" Zhao Bin scratched his head.

"This is the first couplet of the couplet."

"The first couplet?" Zhao Bin thought hard again, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of a neat second couplet.

In desperation, he could only turn to Jia Jue again.

Jia Jue said with a smile: "This is a couplet praising Dayu's water control. The second couplet is: Eight years outside, Heisei River Han Jianghuai."

Zhao Bin patted his forehead: "How come I never thought of it!"

He hurriedly wrote down the next couplet, and added Jia Jue's name at the back.

For his actions, Jia Jue shook his head and chuckled.

At this moment, many people exclaimed in surprise, Jia Jue looked around, but saw a very beautiful lantern floating in the water.

"Today's main question is here." Zhao Bin's eyes lit up, "This should be a question from Thirteen Mother, whoever answers well will be able to enter the woman's side."

Zhao Bin immediately stepped forward to pick up the lantern and took down the note on it.

When everyone saw this, they all gathered around.

In fact, this is no longer a note, but a folded piece of paper.

Zhao Bin unfolded the piece of paper, but saw that on the portrait was an extremely beautiful woman.

Everyone was astonished, and there was a lot of discussion around this portrait, guessing what Shisanniang meant.

"In my opinion, this should be asking me to compose a poem based on this painting." Fang Hao said.

Zhu Min, who was beside him, shook his head: "I feel that this is asking me to wait and draw a painting. This is to test my painting skills."

"No, in my opinion, there should be something hidden in this painting, it should be a puzzle," said Qin Qi, one of the Four Great Talents.

Chen Gang nodded slowly: "Brother Qin is right, and I feel the same way."

Zhao Bin also looked at the painting and asked Jia Jue, "Brother Jia, in your opinion, what does this painting mean?"

Jia Jue smiled: "This is just a painting, you can understand it any way you want. There is no answer. You can use it as a joke. It's not difficult to say this question, and it's easy to say it's simple. "

"So it is. Brother Jia is talented!" Zhao Bin gave Jia Jue a thumbs up.

"Oh, it's simple, I'll take a look at your answer." Fang Hao had been paying attention to Jia Jue secretly, and he immediately spoke up when he heard Jia Jue say this.

Jia Jue glanced at him and was about to speak when a pretty maid came over and blessed him:
"Juan'er has seen Young Master Yu."

"You're welcome, girl." Jia Jue smiled at her.

"My young lady invited the young master to come in." Na Juan'er said quickly when she saw Jia Jue's smile, her face flushed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. They were having a headache over this painting. Who would have guessed that someone had invited Jia Jue to enter.

Jia Jue asked curiously, "I don't know, who is your lady?"

"My young lady is called Thirteen Mother." Juan'er replied.

These words made a group of male guests exclaimed in unison. As the founder of Lanting Poetry Society, the famous Thirteen Niang, who was very famous, would take the initiative to invite Jia Jue to enter without even answering the questions.

Just when everyone was exclaiming, another maid came over and said softly to Jia Jue:

"Young master, my young lady also invites you in."

"Who is your lady?" Zhao Bin asked.

"My young lady is everyone Qingxuan." The maid replied.

coax!
At this time, everyone was in a frenzy. In the entire Lanting Poetry Festival, Qing Xuan and Thirteen Niang were the most beautiful and moving. At this time, they even sent maids to invite Jia Jue to enter.

"It's not fair!" Fang Hao shouted, "Why can he go in, but we have to answer the question!"

This remark aroused the sympathy of many people. Under the instigation of Zhu Min, Qin Qi and others, many people shouted and shouted unfair.

In the face of everyone's protest, Juan'er said lightly: "Miss said, if anyone has any objection, you can leave."

When everyone heard the words, they all died down and opened their mouths one by one, but they couldn't say a word.

No one begged them to stay, but how could they be willing to leave?

They could only look at Jia Jue with envy and hatred.

Fang Hao and others could not wait to take Jia Jue instead.

What they have worked hard for for years and failed to achieve, Jia Jue obtained it effortlessly.

Under their gaze, Jia Jue smiled lightly and said to the two maids:
"Thank you for the love of the two young ladies, but I want to go in by myself."

what?
Everyone in the audience looked at him with dumbfounded eyes.