Qi Ning's chess skills are simple, and even he himself doesn't know who loses and wins at this point in the game. He just follows the mysterious voice. At this time, when he saw the sweat on the forehead of the man in black, Yuan Ning'an lost his voice and was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the chess game covered with black and white twins and asked doubtfully: "Is it over?"
He really didn't know if this game of chess was over, but the man in black took two steps back, cupped his hands and said, "I am defeated. Your chess skills are superb and unpredictable. I really admire you!"
Qi Ning was stunned for a moment, and then felt that this matter was really ridiculous.
He considered his chess skills to be either the last or the second last among all the contestants from the Nine Colleges. However, in the end, it was he, the weakest chess player, who broke the game.
"The young marquis is indeed very intelligent." Yuan Ning'an scanned the chessboard for a moment, and finally sighed: "This is the Seven Glorious Game of the ancient game. To this day, no one has cracked it. This game has been set here several times. , I just agreed to Mr. Sanliu, let’s see if there are many talented people in this calligraphy club, and can anyone crack it.”
"Mr. Sanliu?" Zhuo Qingyang turned around, "Is the boss talking about Liu Mosheng?"
Yuan Ning'an said with a smile: "Exactly, Mr. Zhuo, you have interacted with Mr. Sanliu, so you should know something about him."
Zhuo Qingyang nodded slightly and said: "No wonder, I think this ancient game is extraordinary. It is not an ordinary game. It turns out to be an ancient game collected by Liu Mosheng."
"These are all Mr. Sanliu's disciples." Yuan Ning'an pointed at the four men in black, "Mr. Sanliu specially sent them here to take charge of the chess match."
Four men in black came forward to salute, and one man in black explained: "Our disciples spent a lot of time on the Seven Glory Game treasured by our master, but in the end we still couldn't break it on our own. Master knew that it would be held this year On a whim, we brought the Qihuang Bureau to the capital at the Beijing Grand Meeting, and under the arrangement of Mr. Yuan, see if it can be cracked by the talented people at the Book Club." He looked at Qining and praised: "I never expected that, The book club is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and it is really admirable that this person broke it."
Ximen Wuhen smiled and said: "As far as I know, Mr. Sanliu's chess skills are unpredictable. In the whole world, only Beitang Huanye, one of the four masters of chess, can compete with him. He took it out The ancient game, just any game, is extraordinary, and it is really unexpected that the young marquis can crack it." He looked at Qining and said with a smile: "The young marquis kept it secret, which made us miscalculate. "
Qi Ning said with a smile: "Actually, my chess skills are rudimentary. How I got to this point, even I don't know." He was telling the truth, but to everyone's ears, they felt that they were just words of humility. .
Xiaoyao and Qin Yi were surprised and happy. They thought there was no hope of breaking the chess game, but they didn't expect Qi Ning to come out of nowhere and actually break the chess game. Not only the two of them, but also the news that Qining had broken the game. It was spread throughout the entire audience, and almost everyone was shocked. They thought that the chess game that even the eight major academies could not crack, how could Qionglin Academy crack it easily
Many of them didn't know who Qin Ning was at all, and they were all asking each other around. Fortunately, a few of them knew Qin Ning's identity, and they passed it on one by one. It didn't take long before many people on the field knew. It turns out that this young man with astonishing skills is actually Jin Yihou.
Many people are still confused as to how the Marquis of Jinyi is related to Qionglin Academy. However, the Marquis of Jinyi has always been famous for his military achievements, but they did not expect that the young Marquis is also proficient in the art of piano and chess.
Everyone sighed, but it was already noon. Longchi Academy was responsible for everyone's meals. However, even Longchi Academy did not have a canteen that could accommodate nearly a thousand people, so they sent people to distribute food to everyone present. Two big steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.
Although lunch was a bit shabby, the purpose of everyone coming here was not to eat or drink. After a simple lunch, the five judges returned to continue the third competition.
In fact, after the two rounds of competition, many people knew that the current score of Qionglin Academy was definitely the first among the nine major academies.
Qi Ning's song "Song of the Sea" can be said to be amazing. Even if the score is not the highest in the first round, it is definitely not low. In the second round, comparing chess skills, among the nine major academies, except Qionglin Academy, the other eight academies failed. Judu failed. According to the rules, only Qionglin Academy scored points in the second round, while the other eight academies did not score a single point.
Under such a situation, Qionglin Academy is not only definitely in the leading position, but also must be far ahead in points. In this way, who will win the championship in Jinghua Academy this year becomes full of suspense.
Since the emergence of Beijing Book Club, only four academies have been able to win the championship. Among them, Yunshan Academy has won the most championships, followed closely by Longchi Academy.
As for Ruo Qionglin Academy, it was relatively late to participate in this competition and was only invited to participate in the past few years. Secondly, because it is a women's academy, it has always been in a weak position. Therefore, over the years, not to mention winning the championship at Qionglin Academy, it is The top three have never been involved, and have always been regarded as foils.
But no one expected that this year would be a sudden rise. Qionglin Academy, which had always been regarded as a foil, took the lead after two rounds and had a chance to win the championship. This surprised the other eight academies and also felt that their faces were lackluster.
After all, although the eight major academies compete with each other, they represent the mainstream of Da Chu's literary world. If a women's academy overwhelms the eight major academies and wins the championship, it will undoubtedly be a huge battle for the eight major academies. Disaster. At this moment, the deans of the eight academies looked at Qining, and most of them had unkind expressions.
Xue Danqing walked to the field again and said loudly: "After the two rounds, the third round is next. As you all know, the third round of poetry competition has always been set by the old minister, and each of the eight academies has Send one person to deal with it." Turning around, he bowed his hands to the judges' seat and said, "Sir, please give me a question!"
Yuan Ning'an stood up, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival. The Lantern Festival is indispensable. Every year during the Lantern Festival, lanterns are hung in the streets and alleys of the capital, and it is a lot of fun to guess riddles and write poems. "At this point, he cupped his hands and said: "However, after the death of the late emperor, the whole country mourned, so naturally the lantern party cannot be held. Winter is about to go, and spring is coming. I have two questions today. Each of you, the talented people, will talk about winter and spring. For the title, I will compose two poems, and the five of us will jointly evaluate them and distinguish between high and low."
At this time, Xue Danqing had already ordered people to place a table in front of each major academies, and then put pen and ink on it, apparently asking everyone to write poems on the table.
Qi Ning felt relieved.
At the Jinghua Calligraphy Club, there were competitions in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If Qining was confident, it was this poetry competition.
He was originally worried that Yuan Ning'an would come up with some weird topics, but when he heard that the topics were "spring" and "winter", he felt no more pressure.
This time, he did not hesitate. He knew that no matter how talented the girls in Qionglin Academy were, they would never be able to write better poems than himself. After all, although there were not many poems in his mind, with this title alone For me, even if I write twenty or thirty poems, it is really a piece of cake.
He even felt that he was a little defeated in the poetry competition.
The poems that I have memorized in my mind are all wonderful words and phrases that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. They have been baptized by the years and have survived for a long time. They are classics that have been passed down after countless poems have been eliminated. Take any one of them out. , far better than those who wrote poems on the spot.
Seeing that all the eight academies had sent people forward, Qi Ning was about to write when he suddenly realized an important issue.
In this round of poetry competition, the judges did not ask everyone to recite poems in public, but asked everyone to write them down with pens. I was afraid that it would be a bit difficult. After thinking about it, I vaguely understood that this round might also take this opportunity to take a look at everyone. How about calligraphy.
Although Qi Ning could also write a few calligraphy words, he couldn't take out his hand at all. He turned around and asked: "Who among you can write the best calligraphy?"
Everyone immediately looked at the girl at the back, Xiaoyao said: "Sir, Hu Qiong's handwriting is the cleanest."
Qi Ning smiled and nodded, then motioned Hu Qiong to come over. Hu Qiong whispered nervously: "Sir, I... I can't write poetry."
"I want you to write." Qining said softly, "You don't need to write the poems yourself."
Hu Qiong was relieved.
In this round, Qi Ning and Hu Qiong finally went to sit at the table, but they were the first to hand in poems. Qin Ning chose one poem each based on the themes of "spring" and "winter" in his mind. , read it softly to Hu Qiong, wrote it on the paper handed out, and then handed it over.
Qi Ning paid attention to the expressions of the judges and saw that after they passed on their poems, everyone's expressions reflected a positive signal, and his heart suddenly relaxed, thinking that as long as he got good scores in this round, Qiong Lin There should be no big problem for the Academy to win the championship this time.
When the deans of the Eight Great Colleges saw Yuan Ning'an and others reading the poems from Qionglin Academy, they all nodded slightly, knowing something was wrong. The deans looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.
After waiting for less than half an hour, the contestants from the eight major academies handed in their poems. The five judges looked at them one by one and all gave their scores. Then they saw several judges whispering a few words, and then Chen Xichang came from Kuaiji. He stood up, looked around, and then said loudly: "The results of this round of poetry competition have come out. Talented people from all major academies have produced excellent works, which makes us old men very happy." After a pause, he raised his hand to take it. He picked up a piece of paper with poems written on it and said, "Here are two poems written by the same person. Several of us believe that the artistic conception of these two poems is the most unique and far-reaching. They are truly the best words and phrases in a thousand." "
There was an uproar all around, with people whispering to each other about which academy the poems Chen Xi often mentioned came from.
However, the old dean of Yunshan Academy had already stood up and raised his hands and said: "I wonder what the purpose of these two poems is? If they are really one of a thousand wonderful words, can you let me see them together?"
Chen Xichang smiled and said: "That's it." He smiled slightly and then chanted loudly: "Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of warm water in spring and autumn. The ground is covered with wormwood and short reed buds, which is when the pufferfish is about to come!" He said while stroking his beard. : "It's so wonderful, the writing is brisk, the spring scenery is like a painting, right before your eyes, the living image is lifelike, it is really a rare good poem."
"It is just four sentences, but the narration makes people see the scenery everywhere. It is indeed a rare and beautiful sentence." Yuan Ning'an also clapped his hands and smiled and said: "This is a poem with the theme of spring. Mr. Chen also has another poem to recite at the same time. Come."
Chen Xichang nodded slightly and then continued: "This next poem is about winter." After a pause, he chanted: "Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. A lonely boat and a man with a coir raincoat are alone. Fishing for cold river snow!”
Almost all of the people present were literati, and the quality of the poems could naturally be heard at once. After reading Chen Xichang's two poems, many people looked in amazement, thinking that there was indeed someone outside the crowd, and this Jinghua Book Club was really Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, I just feel that these two poems must have come from one of the eight major academies.
At this time, not only the deans looked at each other, but also the contestants in the poetry competition looked at each other, but no one turned their attention to Qionglin Academy.
"Mr. Chen, I wonder who wrote these two poems?" Suddenly the dean of Qionglu Academy stood up and asked with his hands in hand.
Chen Xichang looked at Yuan Ning'an and saw Yuan Ning'an nodding, then he smiled and said: "Both these two poems are from... Qionglin Academy!"
As soon as he said this, Qi Ning was naturally calm and composed, but everyone else turned their gazes over.
The deans of the eight major academies were all staring at Qining, looking at each other in confusion. Suddenly, they saw the dean of Qionglu Academy clapping his hands and saying with a smile: "Good poetry, good poetry, indeed good poetry." After a pause, he looked at Yunshan Academy. The dean glanced at it and then smiled and said: "The previous poem is indeed good, but this last one...!"
Chen Xichang asked: "Dean Yin, how about the last song?"
Dean Yin of Yunshan Academy turned to look at Qining and asked loudly: "Little Marquis, are these two poems from your Qionglin Academy?"
"It has been signed, and it is naturally from Qionglin Academy." Qi Ning saw that Dean Yin had a strange look on his face, and felt that something was wrong.
"That's not right!" Dean Yin's voice turned cold and he said loudly: "I won't talk about the previous poem, but this latter one is definitely not from your Qionglin Academy, let alone the young Marquis!"