Zhang Zhicheng should take the lead and headed to the second Guanzhu on the right. The sun shone on the acne on the face, like a small sun, shining with red light, young and young.

Everyone has seen the situation of passing the level. This person is very tricky in the question and is almost difficult to pass. Everyone avoids him. There are people in front of the other seven people, but there is no one in front of this position. This person is more and more contented, with his face raised and his two nostrils looking at people with dark noses, with a spirit of "one man should be a pass and ten thousand men can't open it."

Seeing Zhang Zhicheng coming, he was arrogant and unceremonious, and chanted with a long voice: "Seven-strings wonderful song, Lele Yuefu wonderful sound." It turned out to be a pair of pairs, which reminded Jiang Anyi of the scene when he entered the academy. The first level was also a pair of pairs. Could it be that they were going up the mountain for three attempts today?

Zhang Zhicheng thought for a while and replied: "A five-character poem is a great talent for giving."

"Acne Face" pondered for a moment, turned sideways, indicating that Zhang Zhicheng could climb the mountain. Zhang Zhicheng smiled slightly, but did not take a step, but took a step back and gave up the teacher's foundation.

The teacher was not showing any weakness and answered, "Half a cup of turbid wine, the strong and strong man will do it." The man nodded and finally adjusted his nostrils to a normal position.

Jiang Anyi was about to step forward, but when he saw Yu Qinghuan's face was in a difficult mood, the four of them were walking together. If they were left behind, it would be inappropriate. So he lowered his voice and said in Yu Qinghuan's ear: "A person with the ninth rank, the waiter is a shortage." Yu Qinghuan silently read it, looked at Jiang Anyi gratefully, and went forward to speak.

"Acne-faced" looked vicious and looked at Jiang Anyi and snorted coldly: "You are a proud person and answered people. I want to see how you answer yourself?"

The cold and arrogant look on his face really makes people feel uncomfortable. Jiang Anyi was angry and said, "You are the master of Guan, I have a pair. I don't know if I can match it. If I can match it, I will turn around and leave."

"Hahahaha", "acne face" first burst into laughter, then glanced at Jiang Anyi with disdain and spit out a word "speak".

"A cup of clear tea can relieve the thirst of the essence."

"Acne-faced face" was stunned at first, and then laughed wildly, "I said that it was a shocking thing, but it was just a pick-up wisdom. If I responded with the pair I made, it would insult my name as the "counter king". Listen, "Three cups of yellow wine, Tantan Tanhua's elegant qualities", "half arrows of flowing feathers, the helmet of the middle and the middle", "Eight directions bow together, and the long historical style."

Gao Xingchuan opened his mouth and said three pairs, and his nostrils were raised higher. Yu Qinghuan looked admiring. This person is worthy of being known as the "king of the king". He has a quick thinking. No wonder he is arrogant because of his talent.

Jiang Anyi looked at Gao Xingchuan with a smile and said nothing. Zhang Zhicheng and Fan Shiben were both thinking. Gao Xingchuan gradually restrained his smile. Yu Qinghuan was very puzzled, what's wrong?

Gao Xingchuan's face suddenly changed, he walked anxiously, muttering to himself, thinking that he was breaking Jiang Anyi's match. After half a stick of incense, Gao Xingchuan's face turned red, covered his face and left without caring down the mountain, allowing the guards to become seven people.

Fan Shiben smiled and said, "An Yi-gao-san, he gave the 'go-king' a shame. It seems that the title of 'go-king' is about to change hands."

Yu Qinghuan was puzzled and asked, "Didn't he meet him? He's still right so much. Why do you say he left in shame?"

Zhang Zhicheng patiently explained: "The couplet produced by An Yi seems to be the same as the couplet we are talking about, but in fact it contains mystery. Look at these three words "分" and the first one is to explain the word "分" to quench thirst, the second one is to interpret the surname, and the third one is naturally the solution of Jieyuan. In this way, all the pairs of Gao Xingchuan are no longer in conflict. This couplet is really wonderful, and I can't think of the second couplet for a while. If An Yi is the master of this pass, I guess this Fengshan Yakun will not be able to gather."

"So that's it." Yu Qinghuan suddenly realized that she was indeed a little worse than them. No wonder my father asked me to interact with An Yi more and gain more knowledge.

The four of them talked and laughed up the mountain. There was a mountain road of more than two miles from the bottom of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. Along the way, many people were panting and leaning on the rocks to rest. A flat land was formed on the hillside, and a pavilion was built. There was a plaque "Yixiang Pavilion" on the pavilion. There were many people in the pavilion resting and enjoying the scenery.

Four tables in front of the pavilion blocked the road. Jiang Anyi saw Liu Yushan, Zhu Mingde, Fang Yuanchen, and Lin Yizhen each with a deputy standing behind the table. The second level was the checkpoint of Zechang Academy. Liu Yushan saw Jiang Anyi who was raising the steps and shouted: "An Yi, come here."

This senior brother Liu has always cared for Jiang Anyi. He hasn't seen him for half a year. Senior brother Liu's beard has become longer and he gradually moves closer to Zhao Xingfeng. Jiang Anyi introduced Fan Shiben and others to Senior Brother Liu and others. Chu Mingde nodded lightly, and Lin Yizhen said: "An Yi, are you going up the mountain with us?"

Jiang Anyi said: "I will come with my friends, so I won't go up the mountain with Brother Lin, but Jiang will definitely advance and retreat with the academy."

Zhang Zhicheng looked at the four tables with interest, saw the piano, chess, pen and ink on it, and asked with a smile: "Is this the four gentlemen, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Lin Yizhen said: "It's not difficult for Brother Zhang, please pass the test."

Zhang Zhicheng simply picked up the chess piece nearby, stared at the Linglong game on the plate for a moment, and pondered the game. The guarding chess gate was Lin Yizhen, and Jiang Anyi's chess was learned from him. The two of them went back and forth, and for a while, Lin Yizhen threw chess on the plate and smiled and said, "Brother Zhang has passed the chess."

Mr. Fan came to the piano, sat cross-legged, and slowly twisted it. Chu Mingde praised: "The pine waves are bursting, and the famous scholar is noble. He plays well. Please pass the seal and go up."

Jiang Anyi was thinking about how to communicate with Senior Brother Liu and let Yu Qinghuan pass, but Yu Qinghuan came to the desk and wrote in the Wei stele style. He wrote the bamboo poems written by Jiang Anyi in the past. The fonts are steep, thick and mute, beautiful and elegant, and very outstanding.

"Good word", Jiang Anyi couldn't help but praise.

Yu Qinghuan put down his pen, took a step back and admired himself for a moment, and said with a smile: "My father asked me to learn Wei style since he was a child. He has never stopped for more than 20 years. I can barely take action."

Liu Yu used his hands to outline and imitate the air, and praised him: "It's such a good word, and it's a good poem. Is this brother willing to give up his love? I gave this word to Liu, and Liu loves it very much."

It turns out that the weakest person in this level is himself. Jiang Anyi was ashamed of his secretly. The only thing he could do among the four literati friends was his handwriting, but with Yu Qinghuan and pearls and jade in front, his handwriting was a bit unfair. Lin Yizhen knew Jiang Anyi very well and knew that chess and paintings were his weaknesses. Fortunately, it was his own people who were checking it, so he just let it go.

He signaled Jiang Anyi and others to go up the mountain with his eyes. Jiang Anyi bowed his hand and was about to follow Zhang Zhicheng up the mountain. Unexpectedly, Fang Yuanchen, who had been silent, reached out to stop him and said coldly: "Jiang Anyi, you have not yet revealed your skills, how can you get away with it?"

Liu Yushan smoothed out the situation and said, "An Yi is a classmate in the academy. There is no need to compete in this level, you can pass it directly."

"My classmate in the academy had just gone up the mountain with me and Brother Yizhen. Jiang Anyi had already left the academy and was not a student of the academy. Besides, he did not walk with the academy, but was from the academy. How could this person be considered a classmate in the academy?" Fang Yuanchen retorted mercilessly with a tense face.

Jiang Anyi was surprised. Fang Yuanchen had no intersection with him, so why did he repeatedly target him?

Liu Yushan knew in his heart that Fang Yuanchen had violated his slightness again. This man was the son of Leizhou Changshi, who was close to Zhang Bojin and had always been against Liu Yushan in the academy. Last year, he won the fourth place in Leizhou. He was originally arrogant. Later, he heard that Liu Yushan won the second place, and Jiang Anyi even won the Jieyuan. He was really angry and said that Dezhou was despised, even Jieyuan was not as famous as his last place.

Several poems by Jiang Anyi are also sung in Beijing. Many people know that Fang Yuanchen and Jiang Anyi came out of Zechang Academy together. They often mention Jiang Anyi in front of him, which made Fang Yuanchen even more jealous and hatred. As the four Xiu of Zechang, they are not as famous as Jiang Anyi. Fang Yuanchen held his breath and wanted to step on Jiang Anyi.

Liu Yushan's face looked a little ugly, and he forced a smile: "There was a reason for An Yi leaving the academy. Speaking of which, I also left the academy because of this. Am I not a member of the academy? An Yi has friends here, so of course it is not convenient to walk with us. His friends have passed the academy test, so they should naturally be allowed to go up the mountain."

"These people can go up the mountain, but if Jiang Anyi wants to go up the mountain, he must pass the test. Otherwise, you can let him guard this level and I will go down the mountain." Fang Yuanchen stared at Liu Yushan's eyes, and refused to give in like a cockfighting.

Lin Yizhen was about to speak, but Chu Mingde took the lead: "What Yuanchen said makes sense. I know An Yi's talent. I think this level will not be difficult for you. You might as well give it a try. Everyone will be happy."

Seeing that Zechang Academy itself had a dispute, many people gathered around, some of whom were stopped outside the pass, they heard this and said, "Of course we have to try, otherwise we can pass the pass without trying."

At this point, Liu Yushan had nothing to say. She sat back in her position with a dark face and stopped talking. Fang Yuanchen looked at Jiang Anyi with a gloomy face. Many people around him had heard of Jiang Anyi's name and were waiting for Jiang Anyi to take action.

Jiang Anyi had no choice but to come to the desk and wanted to write a few lines of words. Yu Qinghuan said on the side: "The four gentlemen and friends are good at playing the flute, so they are based on the six arts of gentlemen, rituals, music, shooting, archery, calligraphy, and numbers. This music contains many, but not just zithers. Anyi, I heard from my father that you are good at playing the flute, why not play a song, you will be able to pass the test."

Lin Yizhen said happily: "Brother Yu said it well. This pass is an elegant pass, not only for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also for other musical instruments and even singing and dancing."

Jiang Anyi looked at Yu Qinghuan gratefully. It turned out that this gentleman was a burden, but he didn't expect to help him at the critical moment. This time, Yaju Imperial College invited many singers to entertain him, and someone rushed up the mountain to borrow a flute. Jiang Anyi was in his hand and was full of confidence.

After trying the sound, the sound of the flute was soothing and melodious. The spring was bright, the grass was green, and the peach blossoms were blooming. Then the sound of the flute was raised, and it became clear and lively. A yellow oriole jumped on the branches, spreading its wings and singing the beautiful spring scenery.

Everyone listened with their ears, and their hearts were beating vigorously with the sound of the flute. The spring breeze blew, the flowers were blooming in full bloom, the spring was bright, and there was infinite vitality.

The cheerful flute sound was heard in Fang Yuanchen's ears, like a knife, stabbing his ears and stabbing his heart. The melodious flute sound made him feel powerless and frustrated. He had to admit that Jiang Anyi's flute music was very good, making him feel depressed and speechless.

The sound of the flute stopped and everyone was still immersed in the wonderful artistic conception. After a while, Lin Yizhen sighed: "I am so amazed that An Yi's flute sound is so beautiful and pleasant. I'm so sad that An Yi didn't let An Yi play a few songs in the villa that day. I wonder what this song is called?"

"The Yellow Oriole Singing."

Someone at the edge of the pavilion sighed: "Can you hear such a good song again?"

The soulmate, Jiang Anyi smiled and put the flute tube across his mouth, and blew the "Yellow Oriole Singing" again. The sound of the flute turned three times, and the sound was lingering. Jiang Anyi embarked on the mountaineering road with everyone's eyes.

Liu Yushan looked at Fang Yuanchen's lost face and was extremely happy.
Chapter completed!