Murong Xuan was a neat and tidy person. After entering the room for a while, he came out with a handful of folded notes in his hand.
He called Ning Yujin and Di Changfeng in front of him. Qingfeng Langlang raised his eyebrows and said: "There are a total of twelve competition items here, including astronomy and geography, ancient and modern times and inside and outside, folk customs and sentiments, military strategies, literary and military strategies,
They are all involved. You each choose one as a competition event, and I will choose another one. It will be a best of three games. Do you have any objections?"
Murong Xuan was a thoughtful person and knew that both of them had their own strengths and weaknesses, so he covered them in various ways, which was fair to both of them.
As for who is good at the topic they selected, that has nothing to do with him, but a matter of God's will.
Having accomplished this, Ning Yujin and Di Changfeng naturally had nothing to say and both nodded in agreement.
"Okay, let's draw lots."
Murong Xuan folded the twelve small slips of paper in a regular manner and opened them in a fan shape for the two of them to draw.
Ning Yujin and Di Changfeng randomly selected one, opened it, and read out the words on it.
"Mine is the art of war." Ning Yujin closed the note and looked at Di Changfeng.
He grew up in a military camp, and must have been taught the art of war from a young age. This game was a bit difficult for her to win.
Di Changfeng was staring at the words on the note, and his expression was not very good: "Mine is... wine tasting."
Ning Yujin couldn't help but curl her lips: "What? Not good at tasting wine?"
Di Changfeng raised his eyes and glared at Murong Xuan: "Mr. Murong, did you do this on purpose?"
Murong Xuan had a "nothing to do with him" expression on his face: "Zizhan has already stated in advance that the questions here cover any aspect. Naturally, any questions are possible. Moreover, you drew this lot yourself, not
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Ning Yujin now understood why Murong Xuan asked so many questions.
If someone complains about his poor performance of a question, he can justifiably reply, "You drew it yourself," and people will immediately be unable to find a rebuttal.
Maybe the remaining questions in his hand are worse than the last, and weirder than the last, but they can't see them.
Murong Xuan also casually pulled out a piece of paper, then handed the others to a shadow guard next to him, and he held the piece of paper in his arms.
"You try the first two games first. Maybe there will be no need to open the third note."
Di Changfeng folded his arms, looked sideways at Ning Yujin, and nodded: "That's right, with my intelligence, I will definitely win her in one move, without the need for a third round!"
Murong Xuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat: "Changfeng, this wine tasting..."
Di Changfeng's eyes suddenly panicked, then he looked at Ning Yujin and hummed softly: "Maybe she doesn't know how to do it."
Murong Xuan, who was so concerned about his own image, couldn't help but glare at Di Changfeng when he heard this.
No matter what Miss Ren Ning San said, at least she had tasted alcohol. How could it be like him who strictly abided by iron rules in the military camp and was forbidden to drink alcohol by General Di?
I still remember that time when his curiosity was aroused, he secretly ran to steal a drink, but he took a sip and returned the favor. Guan Gong's red face could not be hidden no matter how hard he tried.
Later, he was chased by General Di, who was busy running around the army camp with his military stick. His glorious deeds have been passed down through the ages, so he didn't bother to tell him about it to embarrass him.
Ning Yujin was thinking about how to turn things around.
First of all, she may not be able to match Di Changfeng in military formation, so she must win the wine tasting level, otherwise she will lose directly.
Although it seems that Di Changfeng is not very good at it, but similarly, she is not good at it either.
"I really don't know how," she said honestly.
Di Changfeng was a little nervous at first, but when he heard what she said, he immediately became happy: "Look, I said she can't do it."
Murong Xuan glanced at Di Changfeng, and immediately his eyes fell on Ning Yujin, his fox eyes slightly raised: "Really not?"
Ning Yujin's eyebrows twitched when she saw this look - Murong Xuan asked what did this mean?
Before I had time to think about it, I heard Murong Xuan say: "It is impossible to redraw the questions, but the rules of the competition can be changed. I will ask people to prepare various wines. You can smell them first, and then taste them blindfolded.
Just say the name correctly."
Ning Yujin's eyes lit up, and she immediately knew what Murong Xuan's look meant.
He was clearly favoring her intentionally!
You must know that she is a doctor. She has to remember the smell of so many kinds of medicines on daily basis, and she is extremely sensitive to taste. Once this condition changes, the advantage will instantly tilt to her side.
Ning Yujin raised the corner of her lips and gave Murong Xuan a funny look.
This guy is quite good at being a good person. He was afraid that she would lose to Di Changfeng in both games, so he helped her without leaving any trace.
Murong Xuan understood Ning Yujin's eyes, and his fox eyes also showed a smile.
From now on, Ning Yujin will be Princess Ding and his master. He can offend anyone who cannot be offended. He still understands such a simple and simple truth.
The two foxes communicated with each other with their eyes and laughed secretly.
Di Changfeng thought over Murong Xuan's proposal carefully, but found no problems, so he immediately agreed: "Just do as Mr. Murong said!"
Ning Yujin also smiled and said, "I don't care."
So it was finalized and this was it!
Murong Xuan was an old drunkard who liked to pretend to be elegant. He had a large collection of various wines at home, so he immediately took out his private collection for the competition between the two.
The shadow guards moved the tables quickly and put them together into a long table, covered it with white brocade, and placed a row of crystal clear white jade wine glasses in a row.
Different types of aged wine were poured into the cup. The clear nectar exuded a mellow and fragrant smell. Even if Di Changfeng and Ning Yujin were standing outside the courtyard, they could smell the aroma of wine coming from inside.
It is true that the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and Murong Xuan has some good wines in his collection. Just smelling it like this makes him feel like he is getting drunk.
After the wine was poured, the shadow guard came out and led the two of them in. They saw that each wine glass was covered with a piece of red silk cloth, and there was a note next to it indicating the characteristics and name of the wine.
Murong Xuan smiled politely, stretched out his hand and said, "How much you can remember in one stick of incense depends on you. Please, you two."
Di Changfeng, who was walking in front, turned around and glared at Ning Yujin, snorted heavily, and then stepped forward: "I'll go first!"
Ning Yujin looked at him speechlessly, then slowly walked to the opposite side and started looking from the other end.
Murong Xuan is really cruel. There are so many wines, dozens if not hundreds, that people can remember in one stick of incense?
But when I actually smelled it, I had to admire his thoughtfulness.
Chrysanthemum wine, dogwood wine, pine flower wine, mulberry wine...
These plants can all be used as medicine. She linked them in memory, and it didn't seem to be a problem to memorize them all with a stick of incense.
When she looked up and saw Di Changfeng still lingering in front of the first glass of wine, Ning Yujin immediately smiled calmly.