The old man was out in a hurry today, forgot to bring silver and play for a while, and happened to be drunk. He heard the man shouting and was self-conceived that he had learned not to lose to anyone on weekdays, so he wanted to try his luck to satisfy his cravings. He didn't know that the riddles of spring lanterns are art and literature, but it is from astronomy, to geography, classics, history, and philosophies, and schools of thought, and it is not so easy to guess. When the old scholar saw that the riddles were written on them.

Sitting is also sitting, standing is sitting, walking is sitting, and lying is sitting.

Sitting is also standing, standing is standing, walking is standing, and lying is standing.

Sitting is also a way, standing is also a way, walking is also a way, and lying is also a way.

Sitting is also lying, standing is also lying, walking is also lying, and lying is also lying.

I guessed the riddles of each line, and the old scholar asked himself that he could learn and could do some good at poetry and essays. But this was neither poetry nor painting, nor a variety of schools of thought. After a long time, I couldn't guess what the answer to these four sentences was.

The man used this puzzle to stump many people, among which the most scholars were. They shook the paper fan and began to be full of confidence and spoke wildly. After watching the riddle, they all had this expression. They knew that the money had been fed again and were happy in their hearts, so they asked the old scholar if he had an answer. The old scholar was honest. After thinking for a long time, they didn't know what to say, shook his head and said he couldn't think of it.

Since I can't think of it, as I had previously agreed, I would have to pay twenty cents, which was a considerable amount. If I had to say, the old scholar didn't care about the money on weekdays, but today I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any penny in my trouser bag. Seeing this man reaching out for money, my old face turned red. As long as I said I had no money.

This time, the man got angry. He grabbed the old scholar and started to attack, cursing him. Although the words were unpleasant, it was indeed the old scholar who was in the wrong place. He dared not refute it.

Finally, the man was not too bad. Seeing that the old scholar did not bring any money, if he beat him up, it would be strange if he was to use his body and punch him a few times and not be beaten to death? Then he would cause trouble, wouldn’t it be worth it. He scolded him a few times.

That's what the old scholar pays most attention to trust in daily life. Today, he is indeed in the wrong hands. Seeing that the man was about to leave, he pulled him and said, "I can't guess this riddle. Give him a few poems in return!"

When a scholar talks with a reckless man, wouldn’t he play the piano with a cow? He sang only one song, and was kicked away by the man and scolded him endlessly.

The man cursed and everyone knew the general matter. Several scholars who were not very wealthy at the same table were just trying to learn by themselves on the Lantern Festival today, eating and drinking for nothing. Hearing this reckless man insulted and the conditions he mentioned earlier, he couldn't help but feel moved and wanted to try it. But when he saw the old man's white beard and white Confucian uniform, he looked like he had read a lot of books. And just now, he heard the man casually recite a poem "With the clothes and the lights are everywhere, the children's lanterns are lit up on the six streets. What's the reason for me to do? It's also a laughing crowd of tourists. "It's not something that ordinary people can sing. A few scholars who are ready to move dare not underestimate this riddle.

The man was still cursing. Seeing that the old scholar was still here, he was even more angry and the words he cursed were extremely unpleasant. The scholar beside him wanted to help, but firstly, he was very tall and powerful, and secondly, he was short of money. Moreover, he looked at the old scholar, and he was not a person who didn't read poetry and books, and could not guess this riddle. How could he guess those who had just read poetry and books for a few days? He was afraid he would suffer the humiliation when he got up.

In the lobby, the only man was left to curse, and it was so loud that he was very loud.

Fang Taiping frowned slightly when he heard this, glanced at Xiao Yun and said, "The man surnamed Xiao is so hateful. Do you go guess the riddle and teach him some lessons?"

"Yes, Brother Xiao is unparalleled in his talent, so he can guess?" Xiaoyue, who was standing beside him, also instigated.

Xiao Yun rolled his eyes and said, "You think guessing riddles is like picking cabbage. Just guess it. This riddle doesn't seem to be awesome, but it has been passed down for thousands of years, including from astronomy, geography, classics, history, and modern knowledge. It includes everything, not a certain cultural literacy, and is not easy to guess. But its mystery and humor is not just a person's knowledge, knowledge, but more wit. In my opinion, this old scholar is not without knowledge, but on the contrary, he is very knowledgeable and has not guessed it. Isn't it that wit?"

"Haha, others don't know, but I believe that Brother Xiao will guess this riddle?" Xiaoyue said with a red face.

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "Sister Yue'er looks at me too highly?" After saying that, he glanced at the man and said, "Is this riddle not simple to dare this person to be so arrogant?"

Fang Taiping was so disgusted with the man, glared at him and said, "What? Are you afraid of your surname Xiao?"

Xiao Yun laughed and said, "Miss, don't use this provocation method, don't be afraid to tell you the truth, I'm afraid I won't be afraid then, and I'm sure I will guess this riddle?"

"If you don't brag, you will die?" said the eldest lady angrily.

Su Erxiao and Xiaoyue smiled at each other. Su Erxiao looked at him charmingly and said, "I see the bad guy named Xiao, do you want these scholars to know that it is awesome, right?"

Xiao Yun slapped the table and said aloud: "Sister Su knows me. Those who gave birth to me are their parents. Those who know me are also sisters, sisters, sisters, and soulmates!"

Su Erxiao gave him a blank look, and there was a smile in his eyes, which was extremely charming. Xiao Yun said to himself: "This vixen is so charming when she smiles. I understand what it means to die under a peony flower, and being a ghost is romantic?"

"My surname is Xiao, why are you fighting for the mystery?" Fang Taiping glared at Xiao Yun fiercely, his eyes that looked like Sakuragi Hanamichi's ultimate skill.

Xiao Yun hurriedly shrank his neck and said tremblingly: "God of the Late Buddha, please calm down, please listen to the young man to tell you!"

"Puchi, puchi!" Three laughter spread. Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the man's riddles and did not pay attention to this place. Otherwise, they would have to say a few words, "With a beautiful woman's smile, she is so beautiful that she is the country-?"

"You dead man, why don't you explain it clearly?" Fang Taiping suppressed his laughter and said angrily. But he said in his heart: "What an old man, this bad guy, he is quite good at thinking about words, but it's good to call him, I like it!"

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Yun nodded continuously.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Chapter completed!