Feng Jiwen guessed that he should have seen that his sweetheart was ill, and he was pitiful, and he couldn't think about dealing with anything else for a while. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But what gave her a headache was that she smoked several rounds in a row, the lyrics of the lyrics, the paintings of the paintings, and even the children of the gentlemen sang a song very strangely, and the atmosphere was extremely lively for a while, but in the end, she had not been drawn yet.

Not only her, but even Feng Shuzhi and others were perfectly avoided.

If we continue like this, we will have to change our plans.

Feng Jiwen was weighing the room, and listened to her old man read the two-word signature aloud.

"Nishiki-"

"This brocade bookmark is in the hands of Miss Jin Er—" I don't know which lady said with a smile.

As soon as he heard Miss Jin Er, there was a brief boiling time in the four places.

No matter how many rumors Jin Rongyue has had over the past few days, he has never wavered from his far-reaching fame.

At the age of twelve, he was accepted by Mr. Yuan Mei, and in recent years, there is no shortage of good works, and many poems from him are familiar to everyone here.

Especially the "One-Word Poem" that came out last year can be said to have made it famous again.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, Jin Rongyue didn't do the poetry she was good at today, but made a painting-

A few days ago, a beautiful woman in a pale green dress hung her head to paint, concentrating and devoted, her eyebrows and eyes were half-drooping, and her wrists were slender, falling in the eyes of everyone, it was already a beautiful picture.

And what exactly he paints is not so important.

When Jin Rongyue put away the pen and the boy took the painting through the various tables to observe, it was natural that he received a piece of praise.

"The penmanship is exquisite, the artistic conception is expressive, and it is really a masterpiece. ”

"The painting made by Miss Jin Er is naturally a masterpiece!"

Someone next to him laughed: "Do you know how to draw?"

"It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, the painting is for people to see, and it is naturally a masterpiece if you look good!"

As soon as he said this, he provoked a lot of laughter.

Liu Kaizhi also smiled slightly, but his eyes did not stay on this painting for too long.

Jin Rongyue painted an independent ink painting of a lonely person under the moon.

In the painting, the woman's back is emaciated, standing looking at the moon, and there is a wine jug on the stone table beside her, a long Xiao, and the painting tends to be sad and cold.

But the obvious deficiency is the lack of pen power.

And if you start from the details and charm, at most it can only be called the middle stream, and there is still a distance from the word 'masterpiece'.

Liu Kaizhi just thought so and didn't say much.

In his eyes, Jin Rongyue has some talent, but more of it has been 'deified' by others.

However, in the eyes of the world, it has always been so.

Feng Jiwen was a little surprised when she saw it.

Changed the routine?

I didn't write poetry, but I started painting.

But this painting is also really secret.

This trap is so well set up, if she doesn't jump, it will be a pity-

Fortunately, although the east wind was late, it also arrived.

"Net moon. ”

Feng Yinglian read with a smile.

The bamboo skewer that was placed next to the tea cup by Feng Jiwen was marked with the word "Jingyue" on the cinnabar on the head of the stick.

"Here with my wife. Na Yancheng, who had already exchanged with Feng Jiwen and read the signed document, said with a smile.

When everyone heard this name, they all subconsciously looked over.

And Mrs......

The husband and the official are promoted to a higher rank, and it is really rare for a wife who is not in a hurry to ask for a decree.

And because Feng Jiwen had a "special reputation" before, there were good and bad, so there were different meanings in everyone's eyes.

But unlike last year, no one dares to speak disrespectfully.

One must be because she has the support of the great god Heshen now, and the second is that Feng Yinglian is also sitting here today, and the third is ...... Last year's song "Xiang Mouse" still makes many people 'have palpitations', so naturally, no one is stupid enough to find themselves bored.

Moreover, apart from those old things, she doesn't seem to have any black spots worth mentioning since she got married.

But the embarrassing thing is that everyone doesn't seem to have any interest in her next "talent show".

She is no better than Jin Rongyue, she has no talent and fame, and in the eyes of a literati, she is just an ordinary woman, and no one is embarrassed to flatter her.

As for the group of noble children, she didn't say anything sarcastic, but she was afraid that she had already made a lot of effort to restrain herself.

As a result, there was a brief silence between the originally lively surroundings.

This silence makes one feel a little suffocating and awkward.

Fortunately, Mr. Yuan Mei spoke out to solve the siege: "Mengtang Gong actually drew to Feng Yatou - a good net moon sign, Feng Yatou and the word 'month' are also fateful, but I don't know if I am prepared today, or do I want to improvise?"

Listening to Mr. Yuan's close tone, it was obvious that he was very fond of Feng Jiwen, a junior, and everyone had to exchange heads or eyes.

Although Yuan Mei's temperament has the gentleness and elegance unique to a scholar, he is by no means a person who tends to be inflammatory, and takes the opportunity to flatter, on the contrary, those who have his blue eyes are either those with excellent character or extraordinary talents.

In this way, most of the scholars looked at Feng Jiwen again, and there was a touch of polite exploration in their eyes.

Jin Rongyue, who was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, had a slightly colder look in his eyes.

This was what she hated most about Feng Jiwen at first.

is obviously an unbearable person who has fallen into the quagmire, but she can always make everyone change their opinion of her, and even protect her!

She was so bored.

Fortunately, from today, all of this will be completely over.

Once she is charged with fraud, in addition to laughing, disappointed and disdainful, Feng Jiwen will never want to have a chance to impress others!

She wants everyone to see Feng Jiwen's original clown face clearly.

The corners of Jin Rongyue's mouth moved slightly, and the pleasure of expecting revenge flashed in her eyes.

The boy over there had already laid out the paper for Feng Jiwen, and the pen and ink had also been served.

Feng Jiwen could only say more, only rolled up her sleeves slightly, and took the pen into her hand.

She didn't rush to dip the ink, but looked at the snow-white rice paper in front of her for a long time, as if thinking about something.

Seeing this, Jin Rongyue sneered silently.

Pretending –

is clearly prepared, and he has to make an improvisational appearance.

It's ridiculous.

“……”

Feng Jiwen came back to her senses and looked a little embarrassed to herself.

I almost didn't remember the whole poem.

I wasn't sure whether it was complete, but I always felt a little uncomfortable when I read it silently, and I thought about it more than ten times in my heart before I smoothed it out.

She was slow to dip her ink.

Over there, Feng Yinglian had also sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Seeing his leisurely demeanor, Yuan Mei laughed.

I thought to myself, this old guy is waiting for his granddaughter to give him a long face-

Over there, Feng Jiwen picked up the pen and slowed down the book, pausing from time to time, but did not delay for too long.

Before and after is just a piece of writing.

She put her pen down and made a gesture of please to the boy.

The demeanor is different from the neatness of the average boudoir woman.

The boy holds up the rice paper and routinely goes to each table for people to see.

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ps: Don't do more than that.,Slow hand speed and love to bite the text and chew the word.,It's just coming up at this time.,I don't know when twelve o'clock is tt but I'm glad that I finally didn't break my promise.,This is the belated second watch.,Good night everyone.。 (To be continued.) )