Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Originally, Yelu Nanxian was still teasing the white dog in his arms.

After suddenly hearing Zhao Ji's question, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

Then he frowned and began to think about this problem in his mind.

But this question is really too weird for Yelu Nanxian:

To make such a cute dog grow bigger instantly?

This……

How is that possible!

Yelu Nanxian pursed her lips and stroked the dog in her arms. She pondered for a long time, but in the end she could only reply with a helpless expression:

"Young lady, I really can't guess."

"And I also feel that something like this will never happen."

"Unless that Taoist immortal king comes and casts an immortal spell on this cute dog in his arms in front of the little girl, so that it can grow up quickly."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible."

At this time, the expression on Zhao Ji's face was really excited:

"So, Princess Yelu, you are planning to give up on this question, right?"

Yelu Nanxian glared at Zhao Ji with a serious face:

"So what?"

"Anyway, my little girl doesn't think you can answer it, His Majesty the Emperor."

While Zhao Ji's face was full of pride, he also took the white dog back from Yelu Nanxian's arms.

Then he turned around and walked out of the house again.

When Zhao Ji came back again, there was still no white dog in his arms:

"Actually, this question is really simple."

"And the way of solving the problems is still similar to the way of solving the problems that Princess Yelu just asked me."

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, he took the pen and paper placed next to Yelu Nanxian's little hand.

The brush was waved repeatedly, and in a short time, a big dog character was written on the white paper:

"The dog on the white rice paper is just like the dog held in Princess Yelu's arms just now."

"They belong to the same thing, yes or no?"

Yelu Nanxian nodded frequently as if thinking:

"Of course it is, but, but..."

When Ye Nanxian said this, a look of sudden realization suddenly appeared on his face.

Then he raised his little hand and pointed hard at Zhao Ji, who was grinning evilly:

"You, you just, you just deliberately put that white dog into my arms, just because you wanted to mislead me intentionally."

"Yes or no?"

"Actually, this puzzle has nothing to do with the dog at all!"

"And the key to the guessing game is the character "dog" on this piece of rice paper, right or wrong?"

Seeing the smile on Zhao Ji's face grow stronger, Yelu Nanxian felt extremely annoyed in his heart:

"You are so treacherous."

"The reason why you put that extremely cute white dog in my arms just now."

"It's nothing more than trying to attract my attention."

"When I put all my attention on the white dog, I inevitably got blocked from thinking about solving this problem."

"Then I just want to think about how to make the cute dog in my arms grow bigger instantly."

"But if I had been thinking like this just now, even if I thought about it all night, it would be impossible to figure out the key to such a problem."

"But the core point of this lantern riddle lies in this word."

When Yelu Nanxian was about to say these words, he also used a slender index finger to point hard at the word "dog" on the rice paper.

While slowly moving his fingertips, he immediately pressed the point on the upper right corner of the character dog.

In this way, the character "dog" immediately became a big character:

"I dare to ask His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, is the final answer to this lantern riddle the same big character after you click on it?"

Zhao Ji grinned:

"Even if you can guess it now, Princess Yelu, what's the point?"

"Anyway, you already gave up just now."

"If that's the case, then you can't be considered as winning this question."

At this time, Yelu Nanxian shook his head at Zhao Ji with a complicated face:

"My little lady, I really didn't expect you. I really didn't expect you, a great official from the Song Dynasty, who looks very dignified and upright on the surface, but in private, you can be so calculating!"

"you……"

Yelu Nanxian was still waiting to speak, but Zhao Ji suddenly raised his right hand and made a stop gesture towards Yelu Nanxian:

"Princess Yelu, please don't get excited. As the saying goes, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."

"You have lost at this point. Even so, you should fulfill your promise, right?"

"Do I have to do it myself?"

When Yelu Nanxian heard this, he suddenly stood up.

While tapping her little feet lightly, she raised her two little hands and pressed them on the buttons on one side of her dress.

In just a few breaths, he peeled off the black dress and placed it on the bed on the side.

Originally, Zhao Ji thought that after Princess Yelu took off her long black skirt, only two tight-fitting clothes were left inside.

But when Yelu Nanxian took off the long skirt, she was still wearing a complete set of obscene clothes and pants.

Although the whole set of obscene clothes and underpants is full of the feminine style of the daughter's family.

But there was nothing that Zhao Ji wanted to see.

As a result, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After all, he just spent so much effort to win the game.

But the final result was really unsatisfactory.

Perhaps it was because he had just lost for a while, so Yelu Nanxian was much more cautious when he played the next lantern riddle at this time than before.

After thinking about it in his mind for a long time, he finally revealed the answer to the next riddle:

"ice!"

At this moment, Zhao Ji, while repeatedly mumbling the word "ice", also picked up the cup of tea that had been poured in front of him.

Just as he brought it close to his mouth, before he could drink it, he suddenly put his eyes on the tea in the tea cup.

As he turned his wrist and shook slightly, the tea in the tea cup also rotated, causing several ripples:

"Isn't this so-called ice just water that solidifies when it gets cold?"

"That being the case, what I have to guess right now is not the word dry, but which one is it?"

"Right or not?"

Yelu Nanxian pursed her lips slightly, glared at Zhao Ji hatefully, and then wanted to take off her dirty clothes.

But just as his two white and tender hands touched the buttons on the side of the dirty clothes, they suddenly stopped.

Such a coy and shy expression really made Zhao Ji feel itchy in his heart.