Seeing that Chen Hao was already sleeping unconscious, Wu Tian had no choice but to send him to Yue Mansion, waiting for Chen Hao to wake up tomorrow and continue to solve the next two questions. The waiter saw everything clearly in the second floor hall, so he rolled up the obsessed calligraphy without saying a word, and hurriedly headed towards the third floor, leaving only sighs one after another.

The episode ended like this, and everyone who dispersed was talking about what they saw today. Feng Yixuan is located on the third floor, and those who can eat on the second floor are all the famous scholars and rich gentry here. Everyone was amazed and rushed to the legend. In less than half a day, the entire Jiangling City literati knew that there was a young scholar who was drunk and wrote good sentences today. For a while, those who claimed to be talented men and beautiful women were very much looking forward to how this person would solve the second question of Yifeng Xuan tomorrow.

In the small pavilion on the third floor of Yifengxuan, a woman holds a pen in her hand and paints a painting. The girl's eyes contain spring water and her face is like cream. She wears a white gauze dress with plum blossoms and a hundred water skirt. She is elegant and refined without makeup without makeup. She is an innate beauty that is discouraged. The girl is no one else, but Yue Mengqi, the seventh daughter of the Yue family.

"Miss!" The old man in his fifty years old stood behind the bead curtain outside the pavilion, bowed and whispered softly.

Yue Mengqi still painted the painting seriously without answering. After the last stroke was put, she gently opened her red lips and let out a sigh of relief. It can be seen that the painting painted on the table made Yue Mengqi very troubled. However, the painting had already been completed but there was still no joy. When you look at it in a delicate and weak way, you can notice the loss in your eyes.

After putting down the pen and picking the teacup beside him, he asked softly after savoring the fragrant tea, "Uncle Huai, why are you doing here if you don't have to do with the shopkeeper at the front desk?"

"Miss, the waiter, Li Zi, gave this thing to me just now, saying that someone would go out to the second floor!" Although the locust tree is about fifty years old, she respects Yue Mengqi very much. This kind of respect is definitely not because she is the daughter of the Yue family, but because Yue Mengqi has always been cold and courageous, which makes people look far away and afraid.

After hearing this, Yue Mengqi's jade hand that had just picked up the teacup suddenly stopped in the air. After a little clearance, she asked, "Oh? It's interesting!" Although she was still cold, there was a little expectation in her tone. Ruyi, the maid next to her, naturally understood the lady's thoughts, so she went out of the small pavilion to pick up the scroll held by the locust tree.

At first, Yue Mengqi was just so-called expectation, but when the maid Ruyi put the scroll on the table and slowly opened it, Yue Mengqi's eyebrows and eyes were attracted by the calligraphy and good sentences on rice paper. In just a short moment, Yue Mengqi was actually surprised twice. One was attracted by the sharpness but also seemed introverted style of calligraphy, and the other was impressed by the neat poetic next sentence. The only disadvantage was that there was a little oil stain at the place where the signature was signed.

After reading it carefully for a long time, I couldn't help but exclaim, "It's indeed a wonderful sentence!" However, seeing that the signature was Chang Feng, Yue Mengqi frowned and thought to herself, "This person's name is unheard of. I know all the names of famous scholars and literati in the world, but I know a little about it. Could it be that I am ignorant and underestimated the Jiangling land?

"Uncle Huai, where is this person now?" Yue Mengqi asked Uncle Huai quietly, waiting outside the pavilion.

"Miss, this person is drunk and has returned with his companion. His companion is the one who wants to see the lady today..." Uncle Huai replied respectfully.

Yue Mengqi was shocked when she heard this and couldn't help but lose her mouth, "Oh? She came prepared, but I don't know where Brother Tian invited such a talent..." Then Yue Mengqi ordered Uncle Huai to retreat, and then began to think about herself.

The maid Ruyi, who was standing beside him, was served by Yue Mengqi for many years, and naturally he could recognize many words. When Ruyi looked at it carefully, she couldn't help but scream. This cry scared Yue Mengqi very much, so she frowned and said unhappily: "Ruyi..."

Ruyi didn't care about the lady's displeasure, so she hurriedly pointed at Xuan paper and said, "Miss, look at this sentence "Yun Yue Meng Qixia". Doesn't it imply the name of the lady?"

Yue Mengqi looked so beautifully, but she was surprised but also had a rare sweet smile. Seeing that the lady was a rare smile, Ruyi joked: "Except for the young master visiting the lady, you will be slightly happy. You are a rare smile on weekdays..."

Yue Mengqi gently rolled up the rice paper and then said softly: "Brother Tian has been with me for more than ten years. In addition to the righteousness of brothers and sisters, he is also a confidant of each other. He understands me and knows me..."

"Then why did the young lady turn the young master away? Miss knows that few people dare to rebel against this young master's order!" Ruyi was confused and felt very worried. Who in the Tai Chi Sect didn't know the young master's method?

"Although the marriage is the words of the matchmaker since ancient times, why did I look for the old traces of the ancients? Even the young master of the sect should not stop my decision!" Yue Mengqi said firmly, and she was deeply dissatisfied with her father's accusation of marriage.

How could she not know that her father's idea was nothing more than for the benefit of the family and the expansion of the Tai Chi Sect. For the more help of the Tai Chi Sect, there were already many elders in the sect. The daughter of the hall master married into prominent families in various places so that she could be deeply rooted in it and slowly joined the Tai Chi Sect. However, Yue Mengqi did not want to make herself a bargaining chip for profit, so she would rather offend the young sect leader Wu Tian than reject this unwilling marriage.

Yue Mengqi seemed to have thought of something, lowered her head and gently stroked the lotus she painted, and the corners of her mouth accidentally formed a crescent arc, making her already beautiful, look a little bit of beauty...

As the initiator, Chen Hao was sleeping happily in the wing room of Yue Mansion. He didn't know that his actions once again attracted the attention of everyone. He drank too much and didn't wake up until midnight, so he, who was completely sleepy at night, drank and enjoyed himself in the wing room. For some reason, Chen Hao has always had a special liking for alcohol since he escaped from birth. Now even himself, he doesn't know what the reason is. Is it helplessness, pain, scruples, or fear...

When he woke up early the next day, Chen Hao and Wu Tian came to Yifengxuan again. Now Chen Hao often drinks and has a depressed look. At the age of eighteen, he has already developed a little short beard. The unkempt Chen Hao gives people the feeling at this moment, which is no different from a down-and-out scholar in his twenties. He may be acquainted with people here, and he dare not think that he is Chen Hao.

Today, Yifengxuan is more popular than in the past. Everyone nodded to the person who spoke yesterday and wanted to see if this person can solve the second question today. After a while, Chen Hao's arrival naturally attracted everyone's attention, and then he waited for the second question.

It was not the waiter who unveiled the curtain today, but the shopkeeper Yi Fengxuan. When Uncle Huai unveiled the curtain, everyone really saw a pair of ink paintings reflected in their eyes. Although the painter was amazed by everyone, it puzzled everyone, but it puzzled everyone, was it a good example of the painting skills?

So everyone's eyes turned to the shopkeeper Uncle Huai. I hope Uncle Huai would tell the test questions as soon as possible so that everyone could have a solution.
Chapter completed!