Du Jia smiled faintly at Rong Weixiang, and Rong Weixiang was furious when she smiled. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She suddenly regretted a little that she had chosen such a vulgar female god, and now it was difficult to ride a tiger, and the path she chose had to be completed on her knees.

"Your Majesty, the rivers and mountains of the country are all fought hard by the ancestors on horseback, and the courtiers are not talented, I want to take this opportunity to pay tribute to the ancestors and show the bloody style of our great country, I don't know if it is possible. "Who said that if you have well-developed limbs, you have a simple mind? Look at what Du Jia said is not leaking, and Emperor Huijing has no chance to say no.

"Du Xiu has a heart, I have the right ......" The girl is just playing, and it doesn't hurt.

"Miss Rong Wu, I don't know if you can do me a favor?" Du Jia smiled at Rong Weixiang and smiled on the side of the vagina.

The uneasiness in Rong Weixiang's heart gradually expanded, but the current situation did not allow her to retreat, otherwise the indifferent and detached image she had been deliberately creating would be ruined.

"Miss Du, please speak!"

"Today it happened suddenly, and I didn't prepare, so I beg you to help me take this apple. ”

"Does this have anything to do with today's show?"

"Yes, please take fifteen steps back."

Rong Weixiang took fifteen steps back as she said, still confused. "Okay"

The clothes next to him swept away the boredom, and looked at the two people facing each other in the hall with great interest, a little clear.

"Lift the apple up with your hand. ”

"Is that so?" Rong Weixiang put the apple in the palm of her left hand and held it up, a little uneasy in her heart.

"Whatever, if you're happy!"

As he was talking, he saw Du Jia pull out the ruby butterfly golden hairpin on his head, his left eye narrowed, and he shot towards Rong Weixiang with lightning speed.

It's so powerful, I almost didn't clap my hands when I saw it. On the other hand, in the main hall, Du Jia had already withdrawn his hand handsomely, as if nothing had happened. Rong Weixiang was already petrified with fright, the apple in her hand also fell to the ground because of the impact, the butterfly at the end of the golden hairpin also shook violently, and Rong Weixiang's hands trembled faintly.

"Let's change it to this next!Miss Rong Wu, I will continue to trouble you!" Du Jia picked up a hawthorn from the case, gently put it on Rong Weiyi's hand, picked up the apple and pulled out the golden hairpin.

Rong Weixiang held the hawthorn in her hand, as if holding a red-hot soldering iron, and she was frightened. It happened so fast just now that she couldn't react before it was over, so she was just afraid.

But now she wants to be clear, and experience it slowly, it's still such a small hawthorn, what if she is going to miss?

"Miss Rong Wu, are you ready?" Du Jia urged impatiently, didn't she want to be in the limelight? she just helped her, and she didn't have to be too grateful.

Rong Weixiang's eyes were red, her little face was completely bloodless, and she looked more and more pitiful, which aroused the pity and pity of the sons.

The first to bear the brunt is Zhao Yiru, the youngest son of the current Shuntian Mansion Yin, who saw his favorite woman in danger, and instantly burst with a sense of heroism.

"Miss Du is too strong, right! If you want to play, I'll play with you for Miss Rongwu!"

"Oh? I remember that I was just invited to play, when did it become difficult for a strong man! However, Zhao Gongzi wants to replace Miss Rong Wu, I don't know what name......?

"You are talking nonsense......" Zhao Yiru's ears were red.

"Thank you Zhao Gongzi for your kindness, it's just that we are not related to each other, so I won't trouble you. It was about the woman's name, Rong Weixiang hurriedly made a clarification, and what she said was a soft whisper, which made Zhao Yiru feel that her heart was pinched.

"That's right, it's just a game between girls, Zhao Gongzi should please go back to your seat! Miss Rong Wu, let's start!"

Rong Weixiang stiffened, tremblingly raised the hawthorn in her hand, the sweat behind her underwear, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, feeling that the time was as long as a lifetime, but the hateful thing was that Du Jia actually swept away the previous neatness, and slowly kept adjusting her posture, but she was reluctant to move, death is not terrible, what is terrible is waiting for the moment when death comes.

When Rong Weixiang felt that her patience was about to run out, Du Jia finally shot out the golden hairpin, which was still firmly inserted into the middle of the hawthorn, Rong Weixiang suddenly felt that her feet were weak, and she collapsed to the ground. She had never been so humiliated, and she vowed that one day, she would pay it back in double respect.

"Miss Rong Wu, are you okay?I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so timid, I was going to do another game blindfolded......" Du Jia helped Rong Weixiang back to his seat and said half-truthfully, "It seems that it can only be later!", his tone was full of regret.

Rong Ruoxi looked at Rong Weixiang's deflated appearance, and her heart was happy, she was really happy.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a wonderful show, and Miss Du is really a woman. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Through a show of hands, Rong Weixiang still won over Du Jia by an overwhelming vote, after all, in this patriarchal world, women should be as gentle as water like Rong Weixiang, riding a horse and archery, that is a man's business, Du Jia is like a chicken Si Chen, naturally he can't please him.

For such an ending, Du Jia didn't care, after all, she just wanted to teach Rong Weixiang a lesson, and if she had the courage to provoke her, she had to have the courage to bear it. It doesn't matter what the end is when the goal is achieved.

Rong Weixiang was shocked, and she couldn't be happy about such an ending.

"Xiangxiu, then you can pick another person to come out and fight, if you still win this game, then the mourning family will give you a grace. "Two wins in three games, the result is clear.

"Empress Dowager Xie, let's ask Sister Qian to perform for us in this game!" Looking at the entire hall, no one else seems to be offended, so it's best to count Rong Qingqian.

Rong Qingqian is a good person who is bullied, and she was also shot while lying down, has everyone thought she was easy to bully recently, one Rong Ruoxi is not enough, and another Rong Weixiang.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, please let the courtiers go down and prepare. "Rong Qingshallow, who has always been wooden and cowardly, actually accepted it so humbly and not arrogantly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

It's just that I've never heard of what talent she can have, it won't be to delay time, I want the golden cicada to come out of her shell!

Rong Qingqian walked into the side hall with his clothes and retreated from all his subordinates.

"Miss, what should I do next, do you want to win or lose?"

"Victory!" Before she shrank in her own world, she felt that Mu Xiu would be destroyed by the forest wind, and she had never been too public. But during this time, she suddenly found that the weak eat the strong in this world, the weaker you are, the more people are willing to step on it, rather than endure it, it is better to live in a high-profile manner, anyway, she is not afraid of death, what are she afraid of.

"Okay, I'll help you!"

After a while, another scroll was erected in the center of the hall, exactly the same as Rong Weixiang's just now, looking at it like this, Rong Qingqian also chose to paint.

Everyone looked at Rong Qingqian in puzzlement, whether she was naïve and didn't know the height of the sky, or was she stupid digging her own grave. In short, after just seeing Rong Weixiang's works, no one will think that Rong Qingqian can get benefits from this.

If she's smart enough, she should avoid painting, instead of rushing to catch up, looking for unhappiness, and finding any one won't lose more ugly than this.

Under the eyes of everyone's inquiry and questioning, Rong Qingqian still stood there lightly, this calmness and calmness made everyone feel a little appreciated, and this Miss Rong San was not as timid and cowardly as rumored.

Rong Qingqian held the paintbrush, although his posture was not as charming and moving as Rong Weixiang, but it was not as clear and remote. If Rong Weixiang is compared to a soft peony, then Rong Qingqian is a red plum in the snow, cold and arrogant.

She is not like Rong Weixiang in general holding the pen in a hurry, but unhurried fine sketching, the lines are smooth and distinct, hook, slight, point, dye, after a while, the outline of a Bodhi tree can be faintly seen, the lines are hard and spicy, the double hook is added, and the form is vivid.

Rong Weixiang looked at Rong Qingqian in disbelief, just looking at this technique, her third sister was on par with her, and she didn't expect that she was usually silent, but she was also deeply hidden.

However, the idea of the painting is monotonous and boring, a lonely Bodhi tree, no matter how beautiful it is, is also a tree.

Rong Qingqian painted the gourd in the same way, and also wrote the inscription in the upper left corner of the painting, "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." Instantly brought up the artistic conception of the painting.

The Queen Mother looked at Rong Qingqian appreciatively, what a transparent child with wisdom roots, everything is in her heart, she has never realized this.

Rong Weixiang's "Night Banquet Gong Hou Yin" is prosperous and lively, pleasing the princess, while Rong Qingqian's "Buddha" is out of the world and pleasing the queen mother.

Which is better and which is inferior, has been seen, but the development of things is far less than this, I saw that the painting was gently adjusted, and the Bodhi tree on the scroll turned upside down, and it was actually a "Buddha" character in the book.

Now everyone was shocked and couldn't close their mouths, it was the first time in his life to see such a maverick painting, unheard of, ancient times, can be regarded as the first person in history!

If there is still controversy between the Bodhi tree and Rong Weixiang just now, then the Buddha who has turned upside down, Rong Weixiang is beyond the reach of the dust, so the result is self-evident.