Let him play...

Luo Tianyou and Yun Yinjie both shut up.

Let's take a look, take a look...

"Is there anyone else? If not..." Mo Qingfeng's maid looked around for a while, and saw that no one came out to fight again, thinking it was over.

"Me." Lin Hongtu walked downstairs, in a light blue robe, walking in the crowd, which was particularly different, with a little less dusty atmosphere, making people feel particularly clean.

There was a little boyish and childish on his face, and he had just changed his voice, a little low and dumb, but it felt very comfortable to hear.

Where did this guy come from? He is not old and comes to join in the fun? But he looks like he is a study student, full of poetry and books, and the bookish aura on his body is still visible at a glance.

The one who came downstairs looked quite small. Mo Qingfeng's maid looked at her master, this...

Mo Qingfeng nodded, and the maid understood immediately, looked at Lin Hongtu with a smile, and said in her heart that this young man was here to join in the fun, so the lady didn't mind.

"This young man is also interested in Jucaiyan? My lady asked the young man to give the competition questions."

Is it him? Mo Qingjian took a look inadvertently, then his eyes stopped on Lin Hongtu. At first, he felt a little familiar, but he remembered it for a moment. It was nothing but good memory.

Thinking of it, he looked upstairs. Did the young master come here by himself or the same... I don't know how the lady's foot hurts. He asked the servant to leave a word. If there is anything, he could come to find her, but he had never heard of it later, so he should be fine.

"I don't know much...just just book." With so many strangers' faces, Lin Hongtu was inevitably a little shy, with a slightly red face but not a stage fright, and his answer was very serious.

What he told the truth was that he was just good at the others, but he was not proficient in them, so he only read and wrote books more.

Books... In fact, he also knows that Si Yali's books refer to calligraphy and writing, but there are also reading and writing.

Seeing that he was young and shy, the maid couldn't help but tease him, "Young Master, just take it as a fun, but how do you compare this book?"

Lin Hongtu waved his hand seriously, "I'm not joining in the fun, I'm... wanting to win Wutong, my eldest brother likes it." He originally wanted to talk about his eldest sister, but suddenly he remembered that his eldest sister is now dressed in a man, so don't get rid of it later.

This is a honest child, but when others hear it, they can't help laughing. This kid is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger. He wants to beat Wutong when he opens his mouth, and his tone is quite loud.

The maid was also stunned for a moment and nodded randomly, "Since that's the case, then you can try it." It turned out that she was a little confused. She didn't know who the young master was liked by his elder brother. Why didn't his elder brother come and come to the queue of half-grown boys, but she was determined to tease her young lady?

"How do you compare this young man?" Mo Qingfeng spoke, but she did not feel impatient because the other party was young, but instead seemed very arrogant.

Lin Hongtu also politely returned the gift and bowed, "In terms of calligraphy, I will give five questions, and the lady will give five questions. No matter what book, it is considered a loss if I can't answer."

"On books?...It's a bit new. The young master means that when you ask a question, the other party needs to answer the source of the question, is it correct?" Such a competition is very particular about the breadth of reading, because no one knows what books the other party has read, and has to make a question, that is, whether the book has been read or not.

How many books can this young man read at such a young age? But since he proposed such a competition, he must have read a lot of books. But... if he wants to win Wutong, he is afraid that it will still be a little... Just as Huan'er said, join in the fun.

The others didn't take it seriously, just watched the fun, and Mo Qingjian took a few more glances.

"Miss, please." Lin Hongtu was not long-winded at all, and he was quite graceful and asked others to give the question first.

The onlookers shook their heads. This kid lost now. If Miss Mo was a little cruel, she would just find a remote and unpopular book to ask a question...

"On calligraphy? Can it be successful?" Yun Yinjie upstairs touched his chin. Now he had a look. The people below didn't know that he had seen it.

Luo Tianyou also began to look at Lin Shuangyu inadvertently, and saw that the other party was still having a leisurely tea, so they seemed to be more nervous and caring than her.

Who wants Wutong when he fell to the ground?

Mo Qingfeng was not polite either. She lowered her head slightly, thought for a while and spoke. The questions she gave were not unusual but were not well-known, showing that she did not despise the other party or deliberately made things difficult for her.

When those present heard the question, they also thought about it. Some were just thinking about it, while others were not yet clear. Lin Hongtu was already answering questions.

Mo Qingfeng looked at Lin Hongtu and her heart moved. Sure enough, since she stood up, she was really capable, and it seemed that she could not underestimate her.

"Young Master is right, it's your turn to make the question."

Lin Hongtu gave a gift again. At a young age, he looked gentle and kind, "Dare you ask the lady, what is Moon-Watching Sand and what is the purpose of?"

Moon-looking sand?

Not to mention Mo Qingfeng, he was stunned in the frontcourt. Mo Qingjian also had a low brow, as if thinking about something. Then he looked at Lin Hongtu with a little confusion, and then turned to look at the Wutong. Although he didn't say anything, he knew it.

Feng'er is afraid that she will lose her way today. This wutong tree, ah! She didn't let her take it, but she didn't listen. She thought that she could protect this wutong tree by herself. However, this young man was one step earlier.

"This kid... why don't you be polite?" Lin Shuangyu put down the teacup, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and as he said that, his face was not polite, so proud.

"What is the Moon Sha he mentioned? What book is in?" This title is a bit strange, and Yun Yinjie was also a little confused.

"It seems that Miss Mo doesn't know, can you... just win like this?"

Is this too sudden and too simple? This process should be a little more inflected.

"Isn't it good to win?" This is the only way, and the mother-in-law and mother didn't bother. Luo Tianyou thought it was very good, but what is the answer?

"Let's go." Lin Shuangyu stood up, prepared to go downstairs very neatly, and took the folding fan that someone had placed on the table and played with.

Yun Yinjie looked at the folding fan in the other party's hand and didn't react for a moment. It was his...

"Aren't you leaving?" Luo Tianyou didn't want to sit there anymore. He had been delaying here for a long time today.

Let’s go, of course, go down to watch the fun, and feel even more absent in my heart, Moon Sand?

There was silence downstairs, because no one could remember it. Seeing that Miss Mo didn't respond, some people couldn't help but wonder, could it be this kid who was fooling around?

In the silence, Mo Qingfeng slowly stood up and saluted Lin Hongtu, "Please give me advice without hesitation." It is not to admit defeat, it means to know the answer.

Lin Hongtu smiled slightly, and he gave the answer, was he winning? Wutong, the eldest sister liked...

"Miss Mo, Mo, Moon Sha is rabbit feces, which can treat some eye diseases and also treat fistulas, such as anal fistulas." The answer was announced, and if there was no extra word, I would wait to take Wutong to ask his elder sister for credit.

.........

Yun Yinjie, who was going downstairs, almost fell off the stairs. Fortunately, Luo Tianyou grabbed him from the side.

"Rabbit dung..."

This answer is really surprising. Is this kid deliberately teasing someone? He gave a thumbs up silently, yes! He deserves to be his senior brother.

The hall was in an uproar. How could scholars blurt out these filth... and cure diseases. Which book was written? They also asked Miss Mo, this kid is too...

Even in the screen, there was a commotion. Miss Mo lost? Who is the person who asked this question?

But there were men outside, and they were separated by the screen. They couldn't figure it out or see clearly. They all winked and asked the girl to go inquire quickly.

Lin Yunlan was no exception. She seemed a little familiar when she heard the voice outside, but in Kyoto, she didn't know anyone, let alone any young master.

Mo Qingfeng didn't expect that such an answer would be.

After standing for a while, he looked at Lin Hongtu seriously, "I would like to ask the young master to solve his doubts. I don't know which book comes from? But the Medicine Sutra?" These books cannot be counted as the list of the competition books, and this is not something that scholars will be involved in. At first, I didn't say that if the young master insisted on insisting, she wouldn't refuse to admit it. This Wutong has been left in the warehouse for a long time, and it is rare for the younger uncle to do so.

But, this is a bit disgraceful.

"Knowing Weiwei. Tongzhi Chapter..." Mo Qingjian stood up before Lin Hongtu spoke and spoke out the source. It was a passage in the historical famous allusion of Xiao Gong seeking medical treatment when he got sick. As for the Moon-Watching Sand mentioned by this young master, he just mentioned a little. As for the efficacy and physical objects of Moon-Watching Sand, he had just learned about it.

Lin Hongtu's eyes lit up and bowed to Mo Qingjian, "This young master said the most, but the book only mentioned the Moon Sha. The young master was just curious and only found out after reading some medical books." It was indeed a bit slick, but who made the elder sister like that piano?

"Give it to others and inform it, and this is what you should do when reading." Mo Qingjian said, his eyes shifting to Lin Shuangyu and the other two walking towards him.

Is it her? The "big brother" mentioned by this young man? This men's outfit... has a unique temperament. Look at the person next to her, Yun Yinjie and Luo Tianyou?

Unexpectedly, the siblings knew these two and were able to go out to the teahouse together. I think there was a close relationship, and I don’t know whose family it belonged to.

With Mo Qingjian's words, it also means that this young man really won this game. The crowd was a little turmoil, and everyone felt that this boy was too coincidental.

Such a competition is unfair.

"It was this young master who won. Huan'er, please send Wutong to this young master. I wonder if this young master is noble?" Mo Qingfeng waved his hand and gave up Wutong, as if it was just an ordinary piano.

"Xiaosheng's surname is Lin, thank you Miss." Lin Hongtu was not polite. He came out for Wutong.

"Miss Mo is really generous." Yun Yinjie walked out of the crowd and habitually knocked on the fan. Then he remembered that his fan was passed away.

Although Yun Yinjie and Mo Qingfeng had no interaction with him, they did not mean that they could not recognize him.

Some people here recognized it and silently gave in. Unexpectedly, it was a great honor to see Mr. Yun, one of the third young masters of Kyoto here.

Not many people recognized Luo Tianyou.

"This young man is right. Miss Mo is really a gentleman among girls. This young man is a little embarrassed by Miss Mo. Miss Mo is so generous, which is rare."

There are always self-righteous flower protectors around "celebrities" like Mo Qingfeng.

Lin Hongtu, who had just taken Qin, turned around and looked over. Why was this man so sarcastic? No matter what, he won anyway, and he hugged Qin and walked towards Lin Shuang.

"Big...Brother, give it to me." He gave it to someone like a treasure, and brought some meaning to please and seek credit.

Luo Tianyou never spoke, while Yun Yinjie was watching the excitement and seemed to have not seen the soft voices around him. He probably used to this kind of scene.

However, Mo Qingfeng's look at him still responded, after all, he was the number one beauty in Kyoto at least.

He turned the folding fan with one hand and landed on the sycamore tree with the other hand. He touched the strings of the piano with his fingers and gently lifted it. A clear sound of the piano sounded, and the audience became quiet.

"Yes, it's Wutong, please keep it." It's like checking the goods.

Lin Hongtu immediately stood beside Lin Shuangyu with Qin obediently, ready to follow him and leave.

"If you don't go out for the competition yourself, you will be unfair." You may be jealous, not angry, or you may really not be able to see it. In short, there is never a shortage of people who claim to speak out.

Lin Hongtu's expression changed and he was about to speak. Lin Shuangyu waved the folding fan and signaled not to speak. He turned to look at the scholar who was talking and went to the first two parts. Luo Tianyou next to him couldn't help but feel sympathy for the guy who was talking.

Some people look harmless and cannot be provoked, although this perception is strange.

There was a good show, so Yun Yinjie naturally didn't say anything and took a step back to see what would happen when Miss Lin was unhappy.

"What are you doing... a gentleman doesn't speak." Seeing people approaching him step by step, the scholar took a step back unconsciously.
To be continued...