"Hmm? What's wrong with Mr. Yang?"

Yan Feixueqi Road.

"Young Master Yang just arrived on the other three flower boats and guessed the answers to the other three ladies..."

Xiang'er stomped her feet, a little unhappy.

In her opinion, Yang Xu's approach was no different from a fickle man.

Yan Feixue raised her eyebrows: "So, he guessed the answers to the four flower boats? This Yang Xu is getting more and more interesting..."

She suddenly smiled and said, "Xiang'er, guess if Yang Xu did this, would he want to take away the silver given to us four at the same time?"

Xiang'er was stunned and murmured: "No way..."

Yan Feixue said: "I think there is a possibility. You think, he comes from a place called Yangjiazhai, and most of the villages are remote and poor. It is normal for him to earn more money..."

"But...but...how can he do this!"

Xiang'er muttered in a low voice.

In Xiang'er's imagination, literati should have a strong and proud body, regard fame and fortune as clouds, and money as dirt. Yang Xuruo is really as her own lady said, coming purely for money, which makes her very disappointed.

She originally had a good impression of Yang Xu, hoping that the other party would be a noble person, not an ordinary person with a stinky appearance, which was in line with her perfect image.

Therefore, she was unwilling to believe her lady's words and silently prayed that Yang Xu was not a person who loved money, but she should not be really criticized by her lady.

Yan Feixue smiled and said, "A gentleman loves money and gets it well... As long as Yang Xu can answer the questions asked by the four of us, and it is the best among them, then why not let us get our money away?"

She knew that her maid was sometimes too idealistic, and smiled and said, "Xiang'er, don't think that scholars don't love money anymore. In fact, scholars want to buy four treasures of study, various books, travel around the world, make friends, which one does not require any expenses? Don't think scholars too proudly!"

She has come into contact with too many scholars than Xiang'er. Among them, there are only a very small number of people with noble character. Most of them are even more unbearable than ordinary people in terms of wealth and sex. The so-called nobleness is just superficial.

So in her opinion, if Yang Xu can get the money, it is his ability to prove that his talent is higher than others.

Moreover, people who love money do not necessarily have bad character.

In this world, how many people can truly do it, from the emperor to the beggar?

If Yang Xu knew what Yan Feixu was thinking here, he would definitely attract him as a confidant, and then he would express such emotion: "I like white money and beautiful women, but it does not mean that I am not a good person! I am more humble and pure than most people in this world!"

At this time, Yang Xu, after answering the answer to the four courtesans, returned to the river bank again and stood with Yang Fugui.

He was the only one answered two questions on the four flower boats at the same time, so the eyes of the people around him were both admiration and envy, as well as jealousy.

After Zhou Yi wrote the answer to the riddle on Yan Feixue's flower boat, he also returned to the shore, but his face was not very good-looking.

Although he took the lead in the first question, Yang Xu answered four questions in a row, completely overshadowing his popularity.

He didn't say anything about this second question, but Yang Xu answered four questions in a row. After he got ashore, the people around him only stared at Yang Xu, as if he ignored his Zhou Yi's existence.

How could Zhou Yi, who was known as the four talents above his head, always above his eyes, swallow this breath?

However, Zhou Yi is not a fool. He knows that Yang Xu can answer all the questions asked by the four courtesans, and his talent and knowledge may be better than himself.

Therefore, in his heart, he regarded Yang Xu as the biggest blocking stone for him to enter Yan Fei's snowflake boat.

"Fugui, why are you laughing at?"

Seeing Yang Fugui grinning at him, Yang Xu couldn't help asking.

Yang Fugui scratched his head and his mouth widened: "I was wondering... how much money would be for four hundred taels of silver? Can the gentleman carry it in the hell?"

Yang Xu laughed and patted Yang Fugui on the shoulder: "I can't carry it, aren't you still there? Let you come together, just be ready to work hard!"

Yang Fugui straightened his chest: "Not to mention four hundred taels of silver, even if it is half more, I can carry it!"

Zhou Yi, who was standing aside, couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard the conversation between the two, thinking that the two guys' meaning was as if the four hundred taels of silver prepared by the four courtesans had become their pockets. It was really outrageous!

Not long after, the four courtesan's personal maids announced the answers to the four puzzles. There were two and three of them answered each puzzle.

Among them, Yang Xu is undoubtedly the one who has attracted the most attention.

Many people want to continue like this. Maybe Yang Xu really has the hope of entering the four flower boats and drinking with the four flower courtesans. He can also bring the silver they gave before leaving, thus becoming a legend in Jinyang City.

"The spring scenery is full of the garden for fifteen nights... The answer is 'The flowers are full of the moon'. The spring scenery is full of the garden for good times, and the fifteenth is the night of the moon... Why didn't I expect such a simple puzzle?"

"Nine out of ten knocks on the wood door will not open... The answer is 'one-meeting fate'. Ten knocks on the wood door will not open, which means that once you meet, isn't it just a one-meeting fate? I am so stupid!"

"With soil can grow crops, water can raise fish and shrimps, some people are not you and me, and horses can travel all over the world... The answer to the riddle turns out to be the word "Ya". Earth is also the earth, water is also the pond, people are also the people, and horses are also the galloping... Alas! It's a pity that I didn't guess it at that time!"

"Four mountains have the characters "Mountains" and "Mountains", "Four Sichuan" have the characters "Shichuan", "Four mouths" and "The words "The words "The words "The words" are reversed... Miss Yan's answer is actually the word "Tian"... I had a flash of inspiration in my mind just now, and I almost guessed it!"

Many literati on the river bank couldn't help but beat their chests and stamp their feet after seeing the answers to the four maids, and regretted it.

After the second question, half of the people were eliminated. Only seven or eight people were left with the opportunity to enter the flower boat.

Among the seven or eight people, except Yang Xu and Zhou Yi, the others were full of energy and looked gloomy. They thought that even if they could not enter the flower boat as they wished, drinking with the four courtesans, leaving a good story, which would be considered a sensation in front of others and not in vain.

Zhou Yi looked at the people around him and found that they were all literati from the city, and they were not as good as his talents and knowledge, so he didn't take it seriously.

But he was not familiar with him and felt that only Yang Xu was posing a threat to him.

Next, let’s take a look at the third topic given by the four courtesans. If it is the poem Wenbin, which Zhou Yi is good at, he is confident that he will eventually step into Yan Feixue’s flower boat.

In Zhou Yi's eyes, couplets and puzzles are just paths. Only poetry and lyrics can show his true skills!

As everyone was looking forward, Xiang'er and the other three maids on the flower boat once again walked out of Yingying from the flower boat and stood on the deck.

"Miss Xiang'er, don't keep it a secret anymore. Let's talk about the third question! We all want to know the results today earlier and see which four young masters are lucky enough to enter the flower boat of the four courtesans!"

On the bank by the river, someone urged him impatiently.

Xiang'er smiled, bowed to Yang Xu and Zhou Yi's whisper, and then spoke crisply: "Today is the Moon Festival, so this third question is to ask all the young masters to write a poem on the spot, and it must be related to the bright moon..."
Chapter completed!