Everyone But Me is Reborn

Those lantern riddles stumped Ning Lang, but not Ning Nuan.

Ning Yanting often said that if she was a man and participated in the imperial examination, she might be able to get a champion. Qingzhou is a remote place, the whole people are martial arts, and there are not many people who study. This Lantern Riddle specially invited the teacher from Qingzhou Chengli Academy to come. The teacher is a man who knows the background of the people in Qingzhou. This festival is also for fun, so he also Did not make the question too difficult.

Ning Nuan guessed all the way, and many people next to him bowed their heads and left, but she stood in front of the twelve-faced lantern with logarithmic problems.

It happened that there was another person standing with her in front of the lantern. Most people who come out to play at night wear masks. Ning Nuan is the same as that person. The masks sold at the stalls are also in the same style as Qingzhou, and most of them are animal faces. The man wore a silver wolf mask, covering most of his face, only showing the beautifully-lined chin.

Ning Nuan glanced over there, feeling a little familiar, but quickly withdrew his gaze. She handed the note to the person in charge of the riddles, and so did that person.

The person in charge finished reading the note, but frowned in embarrassment.

"The two princes answered as many questions correctly. According to the rules, only the one who answered the most can get the lantern. This..."

"The same amount?" Another person said: "Is there only one lantern?"

"Exactly."

"This is really bad. I am bound to get this lantern. If the young man is willing, I can give him some silver." The man said.

Ning Nuan heard it.

This voice clearly belongs to Wang An.

After a mask, she couldn't see King An's appearance clearly, but she had heard his voice many times on weekdays. Now, when King An spoke, she immediately recognized it.

So it was Wang An who wanted to grab this lantern with himself?

Ning Nuan turned her mind and looked up at the twelve-face lantern. The lantern was hanging high, and the candlelight inside was shaking, reflecting the paintings outside. She liked it when she saw it, and she couldn't bear to give up.

Ning Nuan opened his mouth, lowering his voice, not the least similar in normal days, "Unfortunately, I really like this lantern. If the son doesn't mind, it would be better for me to give the money and please stop it."

Chu Fei raised his eyebrows.

The two looked at the person in charge together.

The person in charge thought for a while, and said: "Master Zhang is also here tonight. It's better to invite Master Zhang and ask Master Zhang to give the two questions. Tonight's lantern depends on who has answered more questions and who can answer. Finally, who owns this lantern."

The two of them had nothing to disagree.

Master Zhang is getting older. He originally sat behind and watched the excitement. Hearing that two of them had guessed the lantern riddle he made, they came out with great interest. He came out to see the two of them. Seeing that they were both young sons, but one taller and the other shorter, he suddenly narrowed his eyes with a smile. Hearing what the person in charge said, he did not refuse, waited for him to sit down, and think for a moment. , The first question came out soon.

...

Seeing that Yang Zhen was willing to accept his lantern, Ning Lang was ecstatic and wanted to jump up on the spot.

He pinched himself hard to calm himself down, but he still couldn't help showing a cheerful smile on his face.

He pointed to the stage above and said, "Look, the stage above is finished, do you want to continue watching it?"

"Why don't you go somewhere else?"

Ning Lang nodded, turned his head and glanced around, only to see people gathered at the lantern. He couldn't help being curious: "What happened then?"

Yang Zhen held the lantern in his hand and stared at the candlelight inside with his eyelids down. Hearing what he said, he responded; "Let's take a look."

The two squeezed into the crowd.

I squeezed out from the crowd, and when I got to the front, I realized that two people had guessed all the riddles. Therefore, I was asking the master to write questions on the spot and let the two compete. If anyone can answer to the end, they can get the ten. General lights on two sides.

Ning Lang was dumbfounded.

Hey, don't talk about that general lamp, he tried one, but he was hard to come back with two, but now it's okay, there are still two people who guessed right?

This person is really helpless.

Ning Lang sighed, but was poked by Yang Zhen. He turned his head and saw Yang Zhen lift the lantern in his hand and said solemnly: "Don't look at them, you are also amazing."

Although this general's lamp is not the other general's lamp, it is almost the same.

Ning Lang scratched his head, then smiled embarrassedly.

He looked towards the field and saw that he did not know when he moved two tables and came over. The two of them were standing behind a table with a small servant beside him. Master Zhang sat in front of him, meditating for a while, and said Come on a topic. When his voice fell, the two of them didn't need to think, they immediately picked up the pen to write down the answer, and almost put down the pen at the same time. They didn't even wipe the ink on the paper, and they were picked up by the boy next to him in a hurry. Give Master Zhang a look, and then people around Master Zhang will read their answers.

Ning Lang's eyes were dizzy. He only heard the applause from some scholars beside him from time to time, only to realize that the two were equally equal.

He turned his head, but saw Yang Zhen also watch with gusto.

"You can understand?"

"what?"

Ning Lang pointed to the other side, feeling a little at a loss: "Do you understand?"

Yang Zhen nodded: "I learned a little before."

"..."

Yang Zhen explained to him: "Now this topic is related to the art of war. I have read a lot of military books, but I understand it. If you tell me something about the Four Books and Five Classics, I don't understand."

Ning Lang: "..."

Sure enough, when Master Zhang came up with a new topic, Yang Zhen fell into a sluggishness with him.

"You are the leader of the mountain bandit, what do you read from the military books?" Ning Lang was entangled: "Is it possible that you still have to take your brothers to fight?"

Yang Zhen said: "It will always be used."

"As in today's peace, apart from the border crossing and some restlessness, there is no war." Ning Lang scratched his head: "Even if you want to enter the barracks, I am afraid it will be a little difficult."

Aside from anything else, Yang is really a woman. If a woman pretends to be a man and joins the army, even if she knows that she is extraordinary and will be one enemy one hundred, Ning Lang will have to worry.

"When I was a kid, my family forced me to learn this." Yang Zhen said, "It's not needed now, but I can't forget it. If there is one day, if the people in the cottage are unwilling, then let them continue. What's the point of being a mountain bandit?"

"Why is it boring to drink and eat meat?"

Yang Zhen gave him a faint smile, "Do you dare to kill?"

Ning Lang choked.

"Now everyone in the cottage is hunting. The skins and meat are sold down the mountain, and the money is quick and there is a lot of money. Although it is hard, it is stable, and the officers and soldiers in Qingzhou will not come to arrest us."

"Is this bad?"

Before Ning Lang came, he had heard about the Qingzhou mountain bandits, saying that even the government could not cure them for **** and rape. Only when I got here did I discover that although the bandit was called the bandit, it was no different from the Orion family.

"I think the brothers on the mountain also like it very much. How can anyone want to tie their heads to their belts every day. What's wrong with having a stable life?"

"You think so too?"

Ning Lang nodded, thinking that she hadn't seen it, and then responded.

Yang Zhen raised his head and looked at the twelve-faced palace lantern hanging in the distance. The painter has superb skills to paint the scene of Qingzhou people working together to defend the city. This story is what Qingzhou people have heard since they were young, and almost everyone can tell it from beginning to end.

But she heard more.

She has been listening to this story since she was a child. When she was a baby, someone told her that there were mighty generals from her ancestors who had guarded the people of Qingzhou for generations. Those things were told to her by descendants of the generals. She still heard people chanting and saying The blood of the general is flowing in the body, and in the future, he will also be a powerful general, inherit the legacy of the general, and guard the people of Qingzhou.

She should be standing on the battlefield, her martial arts should be used on the enemy, and she shouldn't be the head of a beast, she can't live in the countryside and mountains in a muddle-headed manner.

Yang Zhen said softly, "But I don't want this."

Ning Lang was startled.

It took a long time before he came back to his senses and said with worry on his face: "Then I may become your hind leg."

Yang Zhen: "..."

Yang Zhen didn't react for a while: "What?"

Ning Lang took it on his own accord: "I'm not good at it. If I follow you on the battlefield, I'm afraid I can't even protect myself, and it will hurt you in the future."

Yang Zhen: "..."

"I knew this before. When my father asked me for a master, I should study hard. If I didn't think about playing truant before, maybe I can beat tigers like you now." Ning Lang sighed, "I am I've said it countless times, but now it's a bit late to regret it."

"...Wait." Yang Zhen interrupted him: "Why are you following me on the battlefield?"

Ning Lang reacted and was immediately embarrassed, he scratched his head, a little embarrassed, embarrassed to meet Yang Zhen's eyes.

Yang Zhen: "..."

Ning Lang wanted to say clearly, "Aren't we friends? If you are on the battlefield, I can't worry about it. Naturally, I want to follow you."

"..."

"Don't worry, since today, I will start to study and practice hard. Look, I am better than when you first met me? At the beginning, you can defeat me with one move. I have been able to withstand three moves under your hands." Ning Lang said solemnly: "I will practice again. When you become a general, I will follow you as a military division." It seems that the entire military camp, the most It is the military division who does not need to fight.

Yang Zhen laughed: "You don't even understand the art of war, you still want to be a military division?"

"..." Ning Lang said again: "Then it's okay for me to be a soldier."

Yang Zhen smiled again, without saying anything.

They looked into the field again.

Ning Lang was looking attentively, and he didn't know how long it had passed. He suddenly heard Yang Zhen next to him gently say, "The General Yang in the painting is my grandfather."

Ning Lang was stunned.

After a long time, he regained his consciousness and said anxiously: "You are the descendant of the general, then am I not worthy of you?"

"..."

"My dad is an official of the DPRK and China, and I might be promoted again in the future." Ning Lang thought for a while and said, "If you really want to talk about it, we are right."

"..."

Ning Lang reacted quickly again, and continued to say clearly: "Being a friend doesn't care about family background. You don't want to think that I am from a low birth?"

"..."

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Yang Zhen, but he just turned his head. Before he could see Yang Zhen's expression, Yang Zhen stretched out his hand, covered his face, and broke his head again. Go back, don't let him look at yourself.

Ning Lang hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "My ancestors also had second-rank high officials, which is not too low."

"……To shut up!"

Ning Lang gave an "Oh" and didn't dare to speak any more.

...

On the other side, the duel with Master Zhang's topic gradually came out.

The topics that Master Zhang asked were more difficult than each one. When they got to the back, even the scholars around them couldn't understand them, but the two of them were still struggling to write.

"This last question was seen in a book recently by Lao Fu." Master Zhang said: "The answer to this question has only just been understood by Lao Fu. If the two masters have answered both, then Lao Fu has nothing to do. "

Chu Fei said, "Sir, please."

Master Zhang thought for a while, and then said the topic in his memory.

This topic is really rare. Not only did it stump Master Zhang, but it also stumped all the scholars who were onlookers. The scholars fell into contemplation after hearing it. Even Ning Nuan and Chu Fei are the same.

Ning Nuan also felt that this topic was familiar, as if she had heard of it somewhere, but now she thought about it carefully, but she couldn't remember it.

The scene was quiet for a while before Chu Fei stepped forward, arched his hand toward Ning Nuan, and opened his mouth to say the answer. He was lucky. He had studied this topic carefully with A Nuan in his previous life. After pondering for several days, he finally figured out the answer, but he heard it first in this life.

He answered, and the game was settled.

Ning Nuan was ashamed to be inferior to others, and watched eagerly at the twelve-sided lantern that was delivered to Wang An's hands. She looked at the lantern up close, but the more she looked at it, the better she looked, and the more she liked it.

Chu Fei came over.

"This lantern is for Xia Xia to bring to my sweetheart. Forgive me that Xia Xia can't give the lantern to the son."

Ning Nuan stared at him without saying a word.

Chu Fei took off the mask with one hand, and said: "Today, I will be able to compete with the son, so that you can get a lot of results. If the son doesn't mind, it is better to be friends with the son. If the son agrees, it is better to take off the mask and let the son meet up. one side."

Ning Nuan: "..."

Chu Fei's brows were smiled, and the lanterns around him were a little warm.

Ning Nuan had never seen him like this. She did her best to compete with Wang An. After a match, it was also hearty, and she felt very happy in her heart.

Ning Nuan thought for a while, and took off the mask.

When her face was exposed, Chu Fei, who was still smiling on the other side, was also in a daze.

Chu Fei stared at her blankly for a while, then looked down at the lantern in his hand, and then remembered that he was bothering to win the lantern to give to her, but instead he snatched it from her... Chu Fei's head was blank. , The whole person is dumbfounded.