Chapter 310: Chicken and rabbit in the same cage

Style: Historical Author: Red in the snowWords: 2101Update Time: 24/01/18 13:53:47
"A little girl is a little girl. How dare you come to the ring with such a low-grade charade?"

Zou Youwen strode onto the ring and said: "The fifteenth day is obviously the word 'fat'. If you break the word fat, it is half a month, and half a month only has fifteen days."

He paused and then asked the question: "The flowers are blooming, make an acrostic, guess what?"

Liu Xiang'er, however, was sincere and said proudly: "I can't even understand it, how can I guess it? I can't guess it!" She strode off the stage.

"The answer is 'Fengse Yan'." Nangong Yue walked onto the ring confidently.

Zou Youwen was still eccentric: "As expected of a famous prostitute in Luoyang City, your poetry and calligraphy skills are indeed different from those of ordinary people. It's a pity that you are a good person."

"Hypocrite, stop talking nonsense. I also have an acrostic. I can't guess that you are a stupid ass!"

Nangong Yue said loudly: "This riddle is 'The most difficult to find a confidant in the world'. If you make two acrostics, neither one is missing. Guess it!"

Zou Youwen frowned and fell into deep thought. He almost wanted to speak but felt it was wrong. He stared at Nangong Yue, unwilling but helpless.

To be honest, Song Che was stunned. As a modern person, he is probably not qualified to argue with ancient people.

"Master He, is this riddle difficult?"

"Most people can only guess one couplet, but her acrostic requires two couplets, and it has to be moved up and down. It's very, very difficult."

"Can you guess?"

He Qiu hummed and said nothing, obviously it was not difficult for him.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zou Youwen was sweating on his forehead and his teeth were clenching.

The more embarrassed he was, the happier Nangong Yue became. She mocked: "Zou Youwen, you can only become the deputy envoy of Taichang Temple by relying on others to follow others. Yes, I was once an official prostitute, but I am innocent. , and my heart is much cleaner than yours!”

"Get off you!"

"That's right. Come down if you can't guess. It's a waste of everyone's time!"

Amid the shouts and curses, Zou Youwen humiliated himself.

"Humph, you useless guy, can't even guess a woman's riddle."

Zhou Chunlai strode onto the ring and said proudly: "It's hard to find a confidant in the world. The answer is 'who can understand my heart'. Right?"

Nangong Yue's eyebrows darkened: "The answer is correct, you come up with the question."

"My question is very simple. You don't need to use your brain to answer it." Zhou Chunlai smiled coldly and said loudly: "'Prostitutes set up memorial arches', please take a moment to comment."

Nangong Yue clenched her fists.

"That's too much. It's New Year's Eve, how can you curse others!" Shen Wenjun was indignant.

Zhou Chunlai disagreed and looked at the doctor: "There is no rule against using riddles to curse people, right? Besides, isn't this a riddle?"

The doctor could only apologize: "Dear guests, during the Lantern Festival, harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth..."

If Nangong Yue answers, it means he is in the right position; if he doesn't answer, he admits defeat.

Her red lips were about to rise, and Song Che jumped onto the ring and stopped her behind him, "She has given up. Let me answer this - prostitutes set up memorial arches, dirty people think they are 'prude', and romantic people think they are chaste." "

He asked Zhou Chunlai again: "So, do you think the prostitutes in the archway are prudes or are they chaste?"

Zhou Chunlai hummed: "It's better to come up with your riddle."

"Then listen carefully, this question is very difficult to answer. Most people can't answer it," Song Che paused and asked:

"Hearing this, there was a short, ugly, fat pig. He rushed out of the pig pen like crazy and galloped forward at the speed of a horse. As a result, he crashed into a tree with a clang and died. May I ask why this happened?"

Zhou Chunlai frowned, "Can this be considered a riddle?"

Song Che said in a cold voice, "I don't think this is a riddle, so what was the last word you just said?"

The doctor still laughed: "Anything that can make people use their brains to guess can be considered as the topic of this guessing competition."

Zhou Chunlai could only answer: "Maybe it's that pig. His eyesight is not very good, or he has some kind of mad pig disease."

"wrong!"

Song Che chuckled, full of ridicule: "Because that pig doesn't know how to do brain teasers, just like you."

"Hahaha……"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present laughed.

"How dare you-"

"Listen to my question again!"

Song Che asked again: "It's Chinese New Year. My family has a pig and a donkey. Should I kill the pig or the donkey to celebrate the New Year?"

Zhou Chunlai gritted his teeth: "Donkeys are used for grinding. If there is a pig at home, it must be killed for the New Year!"

"Congratulations on your correct answer. That stupid donkey thought so too."

"What if we kill the donkey?"

"That stupid pig thinks so too!"

"Brother-in-law is so awesome, he can make this stupid pig spin around!"

"You damn boy, how dare you fucking play tricks on me!" Zhou Chunlai rolled up his sleeves and planned to take action.

Song Che quickly stopped him, "Hey, hey, Mr. Zhou, calm down, you are so smart, how can I fool you? The first two questions are just a joke - I am going to ask real questions next, if you If you can answer it, I will jump off the stage immediately and crown you as the top pick in today’s quiz competition.”

Zhou Chunlai suppressed the anger in his heart and pointed at Song Che's nose: "If you dare to cheat again, I will ask you to get off the ring sideways tonight!"

"Then listen carefully, even a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy may not be able to answer this question."

Song Che asked while walking on the ring: "There are a hundred monks in the temple. One hundred and forty steamed buns are steamed in the kitchen. Each of the big monks gets three buns, and each of the little monks gets one. Excuse me, are there any in this temple? How many monks are there, big and small?"

How about learning about linear equations of two variables in the fourth grade of elementary school?

Zhou Chunlai first calculated with his fingers for a moment, then realized the profoundness of the question and shouted: "Doctor, quickly bring a pen and paper!"

The doctor hurriedly brought a pen and paper, and Zhou Chunlai lay on the ring, adding left and right and subtracting, stroke by stroke.

"Doctor, watch the time correctly. If no one answers it within half a quarter of an hour, I will win this quiz competition."

Song Che deliberately reminded him, just like spurring him again and again, lashing him to urge Zhou Chunlai.

Anyone who has ever done math problems knows that the more nervous you are, the harder it is to solve it. Zhou Chunlai threw away one piece of straw paper after another, sweating profusely.

"We'll be here in half a quarter of an hour!" The doctor called the time on time.

Zhou Chunlai was so frustrated that he threw the brush on the ground and shouted: "I don't accept it! Even a bachelor can't solve this kind of problem in half a quarter of an hour. You are clearly deliberately making things difficult for me! If so, What kind of guessing competition is being held? Tomorrow I will also ask the bachelor for a difficult question, so that none of you can answer it!"

The doctor's face almost turned into a bitter melon, "I just want to hold a lantern riddle party to make everyone happy. Is it easy for me? I..."

Song Che said generously: "Okay, if you are not convinced, you can also ask the same question. If I can't answer it within ten numbers, how about you win?"

"That's what you said!"

Zhou Chunlai immediately asked: "Today there are pheasants and rabbits in the same cage. There are eighteen heads on top and sixty-six legs on the bottom. How many are the pheasants and rabbits?"

After that, he called to his accomplices in the audience: "Count to ten, count it loudly for me!"