Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Yelu Nanxian felt a little more at ease after seeing such a scene.

After drinking the tea, he made another condition to Zhao Ji:

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I think the conditions for the competition just proposed by His Majesty the Emperor are not appropriate."

"If I have to say it as a little girl, in the next competition, you and I will definitely have to come up with a lantern riddle."

"For example, His Majesty the Emperor has to do one thing, and the little girl also needs to do one thing."

"Only when both of us answer each other's questions correctly can we move on to the next question."

"If one of them answers incorrectly, the person who answered incorrectly will have to take off a piece of clothing."

"But I don't know whether His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty would accept such a competition method?"

After Zhao Ji heard this, he paused and said:

"With this method of testing, although it takes a little longer to get the results, it doesn't matter."

"For now, just listen to Princess Yelu."

"Please ask Princess Yelu for the first question and let me answer it."

At this time, Yelu Nanxian was a little panicked in his heart.

Not for anything else, just because the look on Zhao Ji's face at this moment was too calm.

Her expression was as if no matter what kind of riddle she asked, the other party would be able to answer it easily.

But now that we have reached this situation, Yelu Nanxian can't regret it no matter how much he wants to.

So at this time, I could only bite the bullet and start thinking in my heart.

After a while, an interesting lantern riddle appeared in my mind:

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, the first lantern riddle that little girl appears here is: rice!"

"Please give me the answer to the riddle, His Majesty the Emperor."

At this time, Zhao Ji kept blinking.

There is a blank in the brain, and the thoughts in the heart are also chaotic and abnormal:

Why is this puzzle so simple?

Just one word.

What does this so-called rice mean?

And Yelu Nanxian stumped Zhao Ji when he saw the first riddle she came up with.

Suddenly I felt more confident.

Next, he actually took the teapot from the center of the coffee table, filled himself with another cup of tea, and tasted it there.

Zhao Ji lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and then asked Yelu Nanxian slightly unhappily:

"Princess Yelu, the word rice is a polyphonic word."

"You didn't write it down for me in writing. How would I know which word you were talking about?"

"Besides, you just say one rice and that's it?"

"You have to give me a guess, right?"

"If not, where does that leave me to guess?"

Yelu Nanxian put the teacup in front of him with a slight smile.

Then he picked up the brush and rice paper placed on one side and moved his little hands together.

After a while, the word "rice" appeared on the paper:

"Just guess one word."

Zhao Ji nodded with a complex expression:

"It turns out it's the word rice..."

Zhao Ji frowned, then raised two fingers and kept tapping the coffee table in front of him.

Following a series of very rhythmic sounds, it slowly rose.

Zhao Ji gradually became clear in his mind.

When his eyes lit up, he suddenly said one word:

"I guess it must be the word rice, right?"

"As the saying goes, rice, isn't the so-called rice just the initial shape of rice?"

"So this question must be rice."

"I guessed it right, didn't I? Princess Yelu, hurry up, take off your clothes!"

After Yelu Nanxian heard this, his face suddenly turned dark:

"guessed wrong!"

"Why take off your clothes? There's no question here, little girl!"

"How do you know if you can answer it?"

Zhao Ji frowned, and then looked at Yelu Nanxian sitting on the side of the coffee table in disbelief:

"Why is this wrong?"

"Your puzzle is rice, and my answer is rice. This makes sense!"

Yelu Nanxian gave Zhao Ji a hard look, and then turned his little head to one side:

"Anyway, the little girl said something wrong, that's why."

"If His Majesty the Emperor cannot answer the question, you will lose this question!"

Zhao Ji sighed softly, and then pondered in his mind for a long time, but in the end he could not think of a more suitable answer than rice.

So, he could only respond casually with a look of displeasure on his face:

"Okay then, tell me and let me hear if it makes sense."

"If what you said makes no sense, then this question cannot be considered my fault."

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, Yelu Nanxian wrote a big Chinese character on the rice paper in front of him.

Zhao Ji couldn't laugh or cry for a long time. Then he pointed to the similar characters on the rice paper and asked again and again:

"What's the explanation for this similar word?"

"This……"

Before Zhao Ji could finish what he said, Yelu Nanxian stretched out his little hand and took off the rice on the similar word first.

Only the big words below were left.

Then he covered up the big characters below, leaving only the word "rice" on the top:

"If all rice is put together, isn't it just a similar word?"

Zhao Ji suddenly took a breath of cold air:

"But what's the difference between this word composed of rice and the word rice?"

"One is rice and the other is rice, what's the difference?"

But at this time, Yelu Nanxian smiled at Zhao Ji:

"Why is there no difference?"

"The word "rice" covers a wide range of things, such as millet, corn, sorghum, etc. Aren't they all rice?"

"But what does that have to do with the riddle that the little girl just solved with the word rice?"

"So the correct answer to the lantern riddle that the little girl just played is the word "similarity"."

"Therefore, Your Majesty the Emperor, you lose."

Zhao Ji first smiled bitterly, and then waved his hand to Yelu Nanxian casually:

"That's all, that's all. Princess Yelu, what you said is right. I just lost this round."

"Then next, is it my turn to pose questions to you?"

"If you girl can't answer the questions I asked here, then don't I need to take off my clothes?"

Yelu Nanxian nodded slowly:

"That's natural."

Zhao Ji slowly stood up from the bamboo chair, and then walked around the room several times before he came up with a lantern riddle that he thought was pretty good:

"But it said that a man was sitting on the carriage, but for some reason he suddenly jumped out of the carriage."

"But what's surprising is that the man was not injured, and he didn't even lose his foot."

"Excuse me, what is going on?"

Yelu Nanxian's mouth opened slightly, and when he looked at Zhao Ji sitting opposite, his eyes were full of disbelief.

After staying there for a long time, he just said in an extremely disbelieving tone:

"May I ask His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, is this considered a lantern riddle?"