The position where the person was located, that is, the original row of the nine-fold high platform, the hundreds of people seated on it were all contemporary masters invited by the flower banquet, and there were all elders of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. As the most authoritative witness of this flower banquet, he needs to be talented and famous all over the world, he needs to be fair and fair, and he naturally needs to be well understood......

As soon as the man's voice fell, the maids holding the four treasures of the study appeared on the flower banquet in an orderly manner, standing on the sides of the various ladies who were waiting, waiting.

"Present...... Put ......" The old man's voice is strong and powerful, and the voice penetrates the four walls!

"Yes, sir...... the maidservants responded in unison, and at the same time, they presented the rice paper and pen and ink in their hands to the examiner. The movements are consistent and gentle, deferential, and even the expression on the face is almost the same, which is very standard.

In addition to the pen and ink in her hand and the rice paper, the maid also held a silver basin and a silk brocade in her hand.

At the flower banquet, the maid holding the silver basin first bent down half-bent, and waited for the boudoir women participating in the literary examination to clean their hands in a unified manner to show solemnity.

Ran Ziwan put his jade hand into the silver basin in the evening, and the rippling water waves were very refreshing.

After cleaning his hands, the pen and ink in front of him were presented by the maid's hands, Ran Ziwan glanced at it, and silently took it with both hands and put it on the case, and then waited, waiting for the real beginning......

Ran Ziwan took a careful look at the pen and ink in front of him, it was the best Nanmo and Zhuxuan.

Nanmo is produced in the south, and it is said that it is hard to find.

Zhu Xuan, that is a treasure that only the royal family will have, even if it is a world-famous businessman like the Hu family, it is difficult to find a piece of the sky-high price. Not only is it priceless, but more importantly, it represents the privilege of the royal family.

"......," shouted the gray-haired old man, and this was the beginning.

I heard that the literary examination above the flower banquet is different from the kind of assessment that people are usually familiar with. Only a pair of pen and ink treasures, calligraphy and calligraphy, copying famous paintings, or ...... In short, there is no time limit, and there is no limit to what is painted or painted...... Just the result.

I saw the rice paper, and the face of the night in the audience was immediately twisted. Jinyue Kill didn't teach herself this, and then turned to look at Ye Youji who was sitting straight next to him, and Ye Zhongxia twisted his wrist fiercely, grinning in pain. What about the fighting spirit? We must not lose to the wild seed of that poisonous woman...... For the sake of his mother, he rolled up his sleeves in the middle of the night, and began to smear it with a complete image.

Ran Ziwan retracted her eyes with amusement, that girl ...... It's still more suitable for the dark night, suitable for the arbitrary sword light and sword shadow!

"Ziwan County Lord, don't you have nothing to write?" Zhen Yang'er lowered her head and smiled tactfully, her beautiful eyes never left the paper when she spoke, her jade hand swayed freely on the bamboo xuan, and there was a delicate contempt between her lips and teeth. "I forgot, the county lord of Ziwan is...... But...... It's just a fist and foot claim. ”

"Alas...... Who's to say it's not? She doesn't learn anything, she doesn't learn anything...... What is the pen and nothing, it's simply illiterate...... "Ran Zijing held the feather fan and shook it gently, and when she spoke, she gently blocked the feather fan in front of her, deliberately pulling out her voice very well.

"Sister Jing'er, it's funny......" Zhen Yang'er smiled as always, her subordinates rustled, and she was calm. "Lord Ziwan, no matter how you say it, you are also the descendant of your Ran family, how can you be so rude?"

Zhen Yang'er's natural power made her a little disdainful of the face under the feather fan opposite. In her opinion, that person was not qualified to stand at the same height as herself, and ridicule the Xuehua on the other side......

"What a ...... who dyes ink with his hands" Ran Ziwan ignored the many sarcasms around him, and looked at Hu Yao at the end of the loose seat, the young lady surnamed Hu who was born in a businessman. The painting style is magnificent, and the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River leap in front of you.

Zhen Yang'er immediately silently focused on the pen and ink under her hand. She is the imperial actress, the concubine of the Zhenfu, and behind her is the gate of the emperor and queen who has been favored for a hundred years, the Zhen family, so she can't lose...... Between the hooked flowers, the eyebrows are deep and frowned.

In the main hall, the sons of the family, the famous gentry, including Emperor Zhen and the Empress Zhen, are all drinking tea while waiting quietly. Except for a few people who participated in the literary examination, most of the ladies looked like Ran Ziqing behind Ran Ziwan, the beauty was tightly together, biting her lip, and she didn't say a word Carefully carved bamboo Xuan under her hands, the water sleeves were clear, and the ink fragrance was bursting on the flower banquet.

Ran Ziwan squinted at everyone, and boredom was engraved on his face. glanced at the stands, lowered his eyebrows and swept to Xuan Ge opposite, and rolled his eyes in boredom......

Essay test? Sure enough, it's a dance and an ink!

Ran Ziwan lazily took the ink pen, looked at the tip of the pen carefully for a long time, and played for a while, hmm...... Is it a wolf?

Calligraphy has always been the heaviest pen force, and the general ink pen is soft and without edge. The pen in the hand is soft and weak, which is a taboo in calligraphy. Although it is also mellow and subtle and soft, it must be missing a proud backbone! And the wolf in front of him, Ran Ziwan smacked his tongue and couldn't help but straighten out the tip of the pen again, it is really arrogant, the emperor's mother's house is the emperor's mother's house, and the flower banquet of thousands of people uses the priceless bamboo Xuan, as well as the high-grade wolf hair in this person's hand!

Before I knew it, two or three hours had passed......

And Ran Zi lay down on the table late and slept again and again. It's not a light sleep, she really fell asleep and woke up, and then fell asleep and woke up again, and the wolf in her hand didn't know where to roll down.

Zique on the side was obviously already restless, and his face was flushed with suffocation! Ran Ziwan glared, lifted half of his sleeve to support his chin, and blocked the side of his face!

"Miss......" Zique called tentatively, leaning forward and bypassing the water sleeve.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!" Ran Ziwan wiped the corner of his mouth empty, and he didn't drool? Ran Ziwan confirmed again and again, and found that he had indeed grown a lot. The good-looking eyebrows looked at the red-sleeved copy under the stand, and yawned greatly......

"Miss...... This...... It's almost over, so why don't you draw something randomly, lest our palace be embarrassed...... No, no, no...... Lose face!" Zique stiffened his head, and whispered to remind Ran Ziwan, who had slept for a few hours, although Ran Ziwan said in the morning that he would throw himself out if he said too much......

"Is the skin tight?" glared at Zique, who was in a hurry beside him, but didn't dare to make a sound.

She said that she didn't paint anymore, as if she was going to be sorry for the ancestors of the Ran family.

"Miss...... Slaves...... Slaves...... Thinking about the ...... of Duanwang's Mansion No, no, no......" Zique was like a frightened bird at the moment, Ran Ziwan's eyes made her suddenly think of those old women who were keeping vigil in the outer courtyard, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"Do you want to go to the outer courtyard to keep vigil?" Ran Ziwan raised his eyebrows, turned around to meet Ran Zixiao's slightly distracted eyes, and blinked mischievously.

Sure enough, Zique held her mouth and almost cried out loud......

At this time, it was very similar to Zimian's expression at that time. It must be twin sisters, Zique, who has always been calm and introverted, suddenly felt: It turns out that she and Zimian are indeed biological sisters! From now on, I will never doubt the origin of that stupid girl. (To be continued.) )