Transmigrated as the Dragon King Protagonist's Deceased Fiancee

She transmigrated into a novel as the Dragon King protagonist's early-deceased fiancee. This story features transmigration, a black-bellied male lead, a cannon fodder female supporting characte...

Chapter 147: Poison

"Since we don't know what to guess, why not just say a random word or phrase as the answer?" someone in the crowd said.

Someone immediately retorted, "If it's a riddle, the answer must be related to the puzzle. How can any random word be the answer?"

The man asked, "Then what do you think these eight words mean?"

"I guess it's a guessing game."

"One word or two?"

"What if it's a person's name? Young woman and grandson both refer to people."

Everyone was talking about it, and everyone had their own reasons.

When Yu Tanqi looked at Jiang Shi, the young man stared in deep thought. This riddle was also difficult for him.

Yun Xuan couldn't guess it immediately.

Jiang Shi had read many books, and he pondered the meaning of these eight words.

Huang Juan is colored silk.

A young woman refers to a young woman.

The grandson is the daughter's son.

A mortar is a container for crushing garlic sprouts.

There are eight characters, and every two characters represent an object and a type of person respectively. How can they be connected?

Jiang Shi imagined, if a young girl wearing bright silk clothes was pounding garlic sprouts with a mortar, was she guessing a name or a word?

He had never seen such a character's story in any book.

So it shouldn’t be a guess of a person’s name.

That should be guessing words.

Huang Juan, young woman, grandson, mortar.

There are only eight words, two objects and two people. Could it be four words?

A quarter of an hour passed, and neither Jiang Shi nor Yun Xuan had guessed the answer. This was the first time that both of them had been silent and thinking for such a long time.

Yu Tanqi was not very nervous. Jiang Shi usually read books whenever he had free time. He was also very smart and had the aura of the male protagonist Long Aotian. He would definitely be able to guess the riddle before Yun Xuan.

Le Ying'an asked Yu Tanqi, "Miss Yu, who do you think can guess this last riddle?"

Yu Tanqi said without hesitation: "Of course it's the prince."

"Miss Yu is very confident in Prince Jiang." Le Ying'an smiled and looked at Jiang Shi and Yun Xuan, not knowing who to expect to guess the answer.

None of them is someone she can afford to offend.

The onlookers were also competing to guess the riddle. Some guessed a name, some guessed two characters, but the shop owner pondered their answers and shook his head, "None of your guesses match the riddle. There's no connection between the two."

Someone couldn't help but say, "It's neither this nor that. You can't just think it's the answer, right?"

The man was wearing coarse linen clothes, had a bloated figure, and looked to be in his thirties.

He looked at the shopkeeper suspiciously and snorted, "After all, you businessmen will do anything to make money, even if it means death. Maybe you deliberately said that his guess was the correct answer to please someone."

Among the four classes of people, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are at the bottom. People who do business have to be servile and flattering, and are always looked down upon and considered to be full of money and opportunistic.

The shopkeeper had been doing business for a long time and had heard all kinds of unpleasant things. His expression remained unchanged and he continued in a gentle voice, "The answer to the mystery that has remained unsolved is naturally not what I think it is, but what everyone thinks it is."

He looked around at everyone and asked, "Among the answers just now, do you think any of them meet the requirements of the puzzle?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"No."

They are not all illiterate common people. There are scholars who have passed the imperial examinations, as well as knowledgeable children of dignitaries. Even if they cannot guess the answer, it is impossible that they do not have the ability to identify and confirm the correct answer.

It was already 11:55 PM, and the night was very late, but the Lantern Festival was still brightly lit, creating a bustling and lively scene.

There is a curfew in the capital, but during important holidays, the curfew will be temporarily lifted so that people can have fun all night long.

Yu Tanqi usually went to bed at this time, but her biological clock made her yawn with her hands covering her lips.

Not only her, Le Ying'an was also sleepy and was leaning on Qin Tongguang's shoulder, drowsy.

The onlookers were very excited and wanted to see who would guess this difficult riddle in the end.

Jiang Shiruo sensed something and looked at Yu Tanqi.

The girl supported her cheeks with her hands, her eyelids kept drooping, and she looked very sleepy and pitiful.

Jiang Shi realized belatedly that it was already very late.

You have to guess the answer quickly.

His eyes inadvertently fell on Yu Tanqi's clothes. It was a new style made in December last year. It was made of "Lang cocoons" produced in Langzhou, Shu, and the "water silk" that was plucked out was fine and smooth, and was woven into "heavy lotus silk".

Suddenly, his eyes flickered.

Huang Juan, colored silk.

Silk, satin and satin all have common radicals.

Huang Juan, the colorful silk, can form the word "Jue".

Once the first word is guessed, the remaining words are easy to guess.

Jiang Shi curled his lips and said softly, "I think I know the answer to the riddle."

Yun Xuan looked up at him, frowning.

The shopkeeper was surprised and asked, "Excuse me, what is the answer to your riddle, sir?"

"Huang Juan's young daughter, her grandson's mortar, the answer is a wonderful word."

"A wonderful word?"

"Why is it such a wonderful word?" someone in the crowd asked.

Jiang Shi answered gently, "Huang Juan is colored silk, which represents the character 'jue'. You Fu, a young woman, represents the character 'miao'. Wai Sun, a daughter's son, represents the character 'hao'. Mortar, a container for crushing garlic sprouts, represents the character 'ci', which represents the character 'jue miao hao ci'. Therefore, the answer is 'jue miao hao ci'."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up and he quickly applauded: "Excellent wording! It really is! That's right, the answer is excellent wording!"

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