Wei Qingfan showed a very casual look, "What questions can be asked? I don't have anything... cough."

What he thought was that I had held two weddings, what else should I be afraid of?

The wedding car team formed by the ancient poem "Zhaoye" circled around and came to Li Miaoyu's doorstep. It had been arranged here, with seven-color ribbons and big red lanterns and various ornaments dotted the courtyard. There were people inside and outside the courtyard, which looked very lively.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then, Wei Qingfan was stopped at the gate.

"Here's here!"

A group of girls obviously got the news in advance and were waiting downstairs. When they saw him coming, they seemed to have seen something fun, and they all ran over excitedly.

"Miaomiao said it, don't make things difficult for you."

My cousin Song Xiaochi was also dressed in red and said with a smile on his face, "It's very simple to enter the door. You only need to answer one question."

Wei Qingfan felt that he had a rich marriage experience, but he had never encountered such a person. He started to ask questions before he even entered the door. However, there was no other answer at this time, so he had to say, "Okay!"

He hurriedly added: "Cousin, show mercy!"

"It's easy to say."

Wei Qingchan and Wei Qinghuan were also among them. They were all here to watch the fun and were all smiling, which made Wei Qingfan feel that the situation was a little bad.

"It's pretty good, the question is very simple."

Song Xiaochi was still smiling, but he looked a little gloating, "Does Feihua Ling know?"

"I……"

Wei Qingfan almost vomited blood, and the flying flowers made him know that it was a small game that ancient literati often played, but the problem was in ancient times. Those scholars had been playing word games all their lives. How could modern people understand that?

There is a flying flower order in "Poetry Conference", but the super simplified version that is purely a coaxing child is just memorizing poetry. If the real flying flower order is stricter, even the rhythm of the poem must be the same, and the requirements are looser and there are also position requirements.

For example, when using the word "flower", it can be required to be seven-character. In order, the first person said the word "flower" must be the first character of the poem, the second person is in the second character of the poem, and the third character of the poem... If the position is wrong, it will be wrong.

Wei Qingfan didn't believe that Li Miaoyu didn't understand this, and it was obvious that he was embarrassed.

"Don't worry, it's very simple."

Song Xiaochi Wei Qingchan and the others laughed even more happily, "No limit on the rhythm, no limit on the position, the rules are very simple. If you say a poem with the word "Yi", we also say one sentence: Whoever can't say it will lose, and you can enter the door if you win."

Wei Qinghuan added: "You can only say that you are not allowed to check your phone, and no one else is allowed to help!"

“…”

A large group of people who came to pick up the brides looked at each other. If they were not allowed to check with their mobile phones, no one would be able to help. Wei Qingfan knew this group of people quite well, and many others didn't even know what the Feihua Ling was.

Wei Qingfan was speechless. The word "Yi" was undoubtedly Li Wanyi's "Yi", but he plucked his head and thought hard. Not to mention the flying flower order, he couldn't even remember a poem with the word "Yi"...

Who knows how to remember this?

Moreover, who would have thought that her wedding would actually ask questions in someone else's name?
Chapter completed!