As Mr. Li vomited blood, everyone also came up with plans and started calculating, but they could not grasp the key points.
"Is he right?" Master Qin asked.
Mr. Li nodded silently. Although he was very weak at the moment, it was undeniable that Xu Que's answer was right...
After seeing Mr. Li's admission, everyone's eyes returned to Xu Que again. They no longer dared to look down on each other at this moment. After all, they were really not as good as Xu Que at this...
Seeing that Mr. Li could still respond, Xu Que stood up and said, "Mr. Li, I won't bully you, so I will give you a question. If you get the answer, how about we tie?"
Hearing Xu Que's words, Mr. Li's pale face suddenly turned a sickly red. He supported the ground and looked at Xu Que: "Please, Brother Xu... give me the question!"
"Okay, please listen to the question." Old God Xu Que said on the ground: "Under what circumstances does one plus one not equal two!"
As soon as this question came up, everyone in the audience was confused...
Each of the scribes appeared to be thinking hard and had no idea why one plus one did not equal two.
At this moment, the watchman was also stunned, and he also began to think. Seeing that the watchman was deep in thought, Xu Que immediately interrupted. He didn't want this big boss to fall into the pit...
"Your question..."
Before the watchman could finish speaking, Xu Que made a silent gesture, and then looked at Mr. Li with a smile.
Xu Que was not in a hurry and just watched silently, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
On the third floor, the two young men were also thinking hard. He felt that this question should not be so simple, and there must be many answers.
And when I think about this building full of people, two quarters of an hour has passed...
Xu Que stopped his smile, coughed twice, and then looked at Young Master Li: "Do you have the answer?"
Just after asking this question, Mr. Li seemed to be stunned. He spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and then he fell completely unconscious...
Mr. Qin and others next to him came forward to shout, but no matter how hard they pushed, Mr. Li still could not wake up...
"It's useless!" Xu Que said calmly: "I didn't expect that a question can kill a person. It's really an invisible way!"
The watchman nodded in agreement. At this moment, he could see that Mr. Li's morale was disappearing. Even if he could be saved, he would still be a useless person...
Then the watchman realized that he was a scholar-protector, so why was he still nodding and cooperating? …
"You kid, be careful. Although you are not going to kill someone, don't go too far!" the watchman said using a secret voice.
Xu Que was speechless. How could this have anything to do with him? He only asked one question. Who knew Mr. Li was so low-minded? He didn't solve the question... he just solved it!
In fact, the watchman didn't say that this was not allowed. After all, there were still many literati who died in the comparison every year. But Xu Que's approach is indeed a bit cruel. It can prevent him from falling into the pit, which will also prevent others from falling into it.
Xu Que turned his head and responded in a low voice: "I know, I'll make something simpler next time..."
Just when the two of them were still about to talk, Mr. Qin was furious: "Xu Que, you are not a son of a man. It's just a literary party, but you are so aggressive that you kill people. How vicious you are. You are not worthy of such a person." Standing on the literary path, you should cut off the literary path and become a useless person!"
Xu Que stared at Mr. Qin. He felt that this man was hopeless...
People around were whispering. They didn't stand up, and they didn't dare to stand up to judge what was right or wrong. After all, Xu Que didn't hurt anyone, and the watchman didn't say anything. What ability could they have to stand up?
"Look, I didn't do anything, right?" Xu Que spread his hands with an innocent look on his face and looked sideways at the watchman.
The watchman was also a little confused. He thought he should take back what he said before. He criticized Xu Que for standing in a neutral position, but Master Qin's words were like a sword being used to kill!
"You need to say something. Do you want me to refute it? Or should I refute it?" Xu Que asked in a low voice.
Seeing Xu Que openly asking for permission to call the watchman, Mr. Qin could no longer suppress his anger. If he didn't settle the matter, the Li family would definitely cause trouble for the Qin family, so the anger would be thrown at Xu no matter what. lack.
"Xu Que, you are murdering people, you should go to the Li family to kneel down and beg for mercy. I think it is not easy for you to practice literature and art. So you should destroy your literary skills and go home to face the wall. I will take you to the Li family to beg for mercy!" Mr. Qin said again.
Xu Que looked at Mr. Qin, and the smile on his face gradually turned into a fierce expression.
"I will no longer care about this matter, you can do it as you please!" the watchman said in a deep voice.
Although his words were not very loud, everyone present could hear them.
"Okay, then I'll kill another one!" Xu Que said and stood up slowly.
Seeing Xu Que standing up, Mr. Qin was so frightened that he quickly backed away. Cold sweat broke out on his back because he could feel Xu Que's silent killing intent!
"Since it's a literary meeting, let's invite Mr. Qin to start!" Xu Que said calmly, but his eyes were fixed on Mr. Qin.
"Okay, next, is the way of music." Mr. Qin clenched his fists: "Just wait for me!"
"Wait a minute, how about adding a bet?" Xu Que said expressionlessly.
"Betting? What are you betting on?" Mr. Qin asked worriedly.
"Whoever loses will destroy Wenji!"
The simple words were like thunder falling, and everyone present was shocked. The stakes were a bit high, right?
"Do you dare?" Xu Que challenged again.
Mr. Qin's body was trembling. Does he dare? He definitely didn't dare, so his eyes fell on the watchman and found that the other party had no intention of dissuading him. Mr. Qin instantly broke through the defense...
"No, I won't bet, I won't bet with you!" Mr. Qin shook his head repeatedly and stepped back: "Chen Jichong, you arranged this, you..."
"Shut up!" Chen Jichong was furious and immediately rushed to Mr. Qin.
A punch struck down hard, causing Young Master Qin to shut his mouth.
Everyone was shocked, and the watchman frowned slightly. Although Chen Jichong had no murderous intentions, he did it under his nose. This was a slap in his face!
Xu Que showed an inexplicable smile. He guessed that there must be someone behind this. He didn't expect it to be the Chen family. This was interesting!
"I really didn't expect that Chen Jichong was responsible for all this."
"Yes, although this person is a civil servant, his actions are too disgraceful!"
"That's right, it's embarrassing for the Chen family."
…
As people around him started talking, Chen Jichong also looked at Xu Que.
"Do you dare to jump into a gambling battle?" Chen Jichong asked.
"What are you betting on?" Xu Que asked.
"How is your poetry?" Chen Jichong asked Xu Que with a smile.
Ci Dao?
All literati are startled. Although Ci is a newly opened road, there has yet to be a Ci that surpasses that path!
"Are you sure?" Xu Que was very surprised. He thought Chen Jichong could get something that he couldn't, but in the end, this? …
"I am a Juren. I have refined my writing skills and am more than capable of dealing with you. Do you dare?" Chen Jichong looked at Xu Que with contempt.
"What's the bet?" Xu Que asked.
"The entire formula of Yellow River Drunkenness also includes your literary style!" Chen Jichong smiled sinisterly.
"What if you lose?"
"Haha!" Chen Jichong laughed: "Will I lose in a single examination? Are you not awake?"
Hearing Chen Jichong's words, everyone present nodded frequently. They also thought so. After all, the literary spirit of a scholar is much stronger than that of a scholar. Under normal circumstances, ten scholars are not as good as one scholar.
"You're really talking nonsense. If you have anything you can gamble with, tell me now!"
Xu Que felt that Chen Jichong was definitely not smart enough. How could he still be a candidate? If he were thrown into modern times, beggars would probably be able to beat him up.
"If I lose, I will give you the Nanshan Mountain and thirty acres of fertile land owned by the Chen family, and then I will cut off my own path. What do you think?"
Hearing the bet that the other party proposed, Xu Que touched his chin and thought for a moment: "Can you make the decision?"
"Of course!" Chen Jichong said proudly: "I am a direct descendant of the Chen family. Once I say something, it's hard to chase after me!"
"Okay, then I'll bet with you!" Xu Que clapped his big hand, and a piece of gold paper instantly fell on the table.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Is it necessary to play so big?
But some people reacted instantly. Although only a few people have drunk Yellow River Drunk, the wine is really worth it...
