Rong Yunhe smiled faintly. Not to mention that she judged by herself by using the fog, even from the fact that Zhang Yuanwai tried her best to urge her to register for the temporary, she knew that these two pots of flowers would be included in the top ten, otherwise why would Zhang Yuanwai do this?

At this time, her mind was completely focused on the other eight pots of flowers. The ranking announced just now was somewhat different from what she used to judge by fog. The two pots of flowers she judged were not shortlisted, and she changed to the top ten after two pots.

When Rong Yunhe heard that the two pots of flowers were among the top ten, a "buzzing" sounded from the audience.

"Haha, I'm watching the fun now." Most people smiled excitedly. Although Rong Yunhe grabbed a place to enter the top ten, everyone was still very happy to bring a fun to everyone.

"Are you okay?" Although Fu Heng knew that there were many eyes in the field watching their roster, he was worried that Rong Yunhe would still look at her with concern and asked in a low voice.

Rong Yunhe shook her head: "It's okay." She is not nervous now, but she is not very sure of being able to make a satisfactory poem, and she can only take one step at a time.

"Even if it fails, it doesn't matter. Then I will ask my father to think of a solution for Rong Hui and. At worst, I will let him go to the academy after the New Year." Fu Heng said again.

"Well, I understand, thank you." Rong Yunhe knew that Fu Heng was worried that she would have too much gains and losses, but instead performed abnormally. He couldn't help but feel warm and smiled at him.

"Mr. Rong, are you ready?" Zhang Yuanwai walked over, stood beside the platform, and asked.

"It's ready." Rong Yunhe nodded.

"Then please come on stage."

Although there were many people, everyone stood still loose. Seeing her coming and giving in, Rong Yunhe successfully squeezed from the side of the platform to the steps and went up to the stage. Two Confucian scholars had already moved a table over and placed it beside the platform. They put pen, ink, paper and ink. Rong Yunhe walked to the table, bowed to the judges on the stage and under the stage, and then arrived at the table, reached out to scoop a small spoonful of water on the inkstone, and slowly grind the ink.

Seeing Rong Yunhe still calm in front of everyone, several adults on the stage nodded secretly. Especially Marquis Su, his face did not hide his appreciation and praised him a few words to governor Li. Although Mr. Pei's face was as calm as water, his eyes were always watching Rong Yunhe's every move with concern.

Seeing Rong Yunhe's performance on the stage, Li Yuewan sighed softly and whispered to Li Qi: "It seems. She is really talented, not as we thought. To be honest, if I were on stage, I wouldn't be as calm as her. Not to mention accepting other people's challenges and writing poems in public. Such a woman would probably be difficult to deal with as she said before."

Li Qi looked at Fu Heng, who was staring at Rong Yunhe with a nervous look, then looked at Rong Yunhe with a burning look, and smiled, saying, "Don't you think it's getting more and more interesting now?"

"Ah? Interesting? What's interesting?" Li Yuewan was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Qi in confusion.

Li Qi smiled and shook her head, signaling her not to say anything more. Li Yuewan knew that this was not a place to speak, so he had to swallow his questions and look at the stage.

"Okay, I have explained the rules just now. The questioner can only use the name, color, shape, and flower taste of your flower. Now, let's start the question from here." Seeing that Rong Yunhe was ready, Zhang Yuanwai pointed at someone and said. When he thought, Rong Yunhe had planned to participate in the competition with orchids, and the orchid poems were naturally available.

Letting the orchid contestants give a question should be a good start. Moreover, if Rong Yunhe gets the poem, if he has inspiration, he can stop in public, think about it and write the poem, and then ask the next person to give the question. She can also ask eight people to finish the poem, choose four or five questions to write. This is more calm than the previous method.

"Start the question from me?" The man below asked Mr. Zhang by pointing at his nose, with a smile on his face.

"That's right." Zhang Yuanwai nodded.

The smile on the man's face became more obvious, and he bowed to Mr. Zhang and said, "Mr. Zhang, I have a request. Since Mr. Rong dared to stand on the stage to challenge the eight of us, he naturally believed that he was talented and knowledgeable. But Mr. Zhang had already made it clear just now. If Mr. Rong asked Mr. Rong to write poems immediately, there would be some disrespect. So do you think this is OK? I personally challenge Mr. Rong. If she can write the title of the poem I just published within seven steps, the orchid in front of me will belong to her. What do you think?"

After saying that, before Mr. Zhang answering, he shouted at Rong Yun and, "Young Master Rong, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was in an uproar. In ancient times, Cao Zhi's seven-step poem became a good story, and no one surpassed him. At this time, the orchid master made a bet in front of the adults on the stage with the seven-step poem that he might be a pot of orchid that might be green clouds. This idea, this courage, and this move, hundreds of people present could not surpass him.

"Who is this guy? I don't give me any face to so many adults on the stage. Could it be that I'm here to disrupt the situation?" someone asked.

"In my opinion, he has a grudge against Mr. Rong, right? That's a pot of green clouds, and the capital is really big."

Everyone was talking.

Dear spectators, who do you think this person is? But it turned out that Yu Qingming, who had a dispute with Rong Yun, had been a scholar himself. He was carefully cultivated by him. Therefore, when Li Qi needed to avoid his identity, he represented Lan Yuan in this competition. This person was very self-esteem, but was repeatedly hit by Rong Yun, and his anger was never relieved. Today, he caught the opportunity and wanted to make things difficult for her and let her make a big ugly in public. But what made him depressed was that Zhang Yuanwai limited the scope of the question to the extreme, and in desperation, he did this.

Anyway, he is a hopeless person in the imperial examination, so he is naturally not afraid of offending Zhang Yuanwai and others on the stage. As for Li Qi, he didn't take it seriously. Anyway, the two of them are using each other, and at worst, he patted his butt and left. He has a skill in planting orchids, so how can he not support people? Anyway, he has made a lot of money in Li Qi in the past two years. He went back to his hometown to buy a small yard to plant orchids, which made him feel at ease.

"Brother, go and persuade Mr. Yu." Li Yuewan saw Yu Qingming attacking Rong Yunhe. Although she didn't know the holiday between them, Yu Qingming wanted Rong Yunhe to make a fool of herself. She could tell that she had no talent. After she was surprised, she was full of worries. Although she couldn't say she liked Rong Yunhe or not, she was a woman who was a woman and still had the same hatred for the enemy and did not want her to be too embarrassed today.

Li Qi did not move and chuckled, "If no one urged him, how could we see the depth of Mr. Rong?"

"But I'm worried that Mr. Yu would be beaten up on his way back today." Li Yuewan saw Fu Heng in front of him and looked at the anger and cold light that emerged from Yu Qingming's eyes. He couldn't help but feel a little trembling.

"Although Mr. Yu is someone I invited, Major General Su is beating people. Don't you think this is more interesting?" Li Qi glanced at Fu Heng, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Yuewan glanced at Xue Wuniang, who was a few steps away from her and stopped talking.

Zhang Yuanwai on the stage saw that Yu Qingming actually made such a request to Rong Yunhe, and he was both happy and worried. What he was happy was that this effect was what he wanted. If Rong Yunhe could really accept the challenge and make a poem, it would be a good story for the flower viewing party, and then the sensational effect was needless to say. Is there any more initiative to make the flower viewing party clear than this? What was worrying was that Rong Yun and a little girl who had not received orthodox education, even if she could write one or two poems on her own, how could she have such a great talent and seven steps to become a poem?

Thinking of this, he did not blame Yu Qingming, and turned his head to turn his eyes to Rong Yunhe.

Seeing that there was no trace of annoyance on Mr. Zhang's face, he turned his eyes to Rong Yunhe, obviously not opposing this challenge. Some students in the audience who were afraid of the world would not be in chaos immediately shouted: "Young Master Rong, accept his challenge. It doesn't matter if you can't make poetry, don't be a coward."

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you don't, don't even lose your courage."

When Rong Yun and Yu Qingming asked questions, they felt bad when they saw the malicious smile on his face. However, they didn't expect that he would not take the adults present seriously and asked questions from the beginning. He immediately said: "Mr. Yu, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, repeatedly emphasized that the flower viewing meeting is a place for everyone to show their talents, rather than a casino that competes for long and shortness. The bet proposed by Mr. Yu directly violated the original intention of all the adults to hold the flower viewing meeting. So I can't accept this bet. I'm sorry."

As soon as these words were said, the people who had just started to cheer turned pale. The scene suddenly became quiet, for fear that when they made a sound, they would say that they didn't take the adults on the stage seriously.

As the saying goes, "No desires will make you strong." This is suitable for Qingming. He experienced too many things in his life, and his family has gone from prosperity to decline. He has long been indifferent to life, so how could he be scared by Rong Yun and these words? He smiled and said, "Mr. Rong is right, it is because I am not careful. Otherwise, if Mr. Rong can become a poem in seven steps, it means that Mr. Rong has a talent for poetry. I guess even the titles given by the other seven friends will not be difficult for you. Then, as long as you can become a poem in seven steps, and then rank the rankings of these ten flowers, the rankings are the same as those set by the adults, and you will win this challenge. At that time, my orchid will be given to you as a gift for apologizing. What do you think?"

This made everyone in the audience feel uproar again. The ranking of the ten flowers is the same as the rankings set by the adults. Isn’t this difficult? You know, what varieties are there in these ten flowers? For example, Yu Qingming’s pot of orchids, and Rong Yun and the orchids, who is better or worse. How can ordinary people have such a vision? Not to mention the different flowers and trees.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Yu Qingming. They could see that this gentleman was in a grudge against the young Master Rong on the stage.

But the conditions of Qingming made Rong Yun and his heart thrilled. First of all, among all the flower poems, she is the most familiar with orchid poems. As long as the title of Qingming is not too tricky, it should be fine; and the ranking of flowers may be a problem for others, but for her who can see the fog, she is sleepy and encounters a pillow, which is just right. Although the ranking may not be all right, she would rather choose the former for the eight kinds of flowers, and the chances of winning may be greater. Even if she cannot be completely correct, she will not lose face, which is much better than not being able to make a poem.

Thinking of this, Rong Yunhe was worried that Mr. Zhang would reject Yu Qingming for the sake of face, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Yu, I can't accept your challenge. But one thing is, are you qualified to represent several other gentlemen?"

As expected, Mr. Zhang was about to scold Yu Qingming and stick to the original regulations as Rong Yunhe said. But when she saw that she was calm and calm, she seemed to be willing to accept Yu Qingming's challenge. Her thoughts changed and she swallowed the words she had just reached her mouth. To be honest, he really wanted to see if Rong Yunhe could write poems in seven steps. The regulation of that thing is nothing compared to the sensational effect caused by the seven steps to become a poem.

Yu Qingming would not believe that Rong Yunhe could achieve the two conditions he said. He thought that she said this, but she just wanted to advance and retreat. He hurriedly said to those people: "My friends, what do you think? Actually, I think Mr. Rong looks like this, and I am full of confidence in these two challenges. Then we can join the top ten of this flower viewing event with the genius who became a seven-step poem. It is also an honor to say it out loud, right? Why not just do it like this?"

No one present was a fool. As soon as Rong Yun and the others talked, Mr. Zhang took the anger on his face, as if they were willing to do this way. Who would have the other seven people to be this evil person? An old man immediately spoke, "Let's follow Lord Zhang's arrangement."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Zhang Yuanwai was about to speak, he heard a crisp voice in the crowd with a slightly childish voice shouting: "The conditions for this challenge are too harsh? Isn't this a group of adults bullying the children?"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a little boy with a round face in his teens, looking indignant.

This little boy is the youngest son of Marquis Su. However, what he said was not what he wanted to say, but Fu Heng was afraid that Rong Yunhe would suffer losses and instigated him to shout. His identity was too sensitive, and he would not only not be able to help Rong Yunhe when he came out, but it might have a counterproductive effect. But this young master Su was not afraid of a child.
Chapter completed!