The one who burned in anger was none other than him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was Mu Wei'er, the county lord of Qingyue who entered the palace gate one step ahead of everyone.

The reason for the anger is none other than a very simple reason.

That is, it was another bumping shirt.

It's also a fiery red.

Jun Wanqing is dressed like a red lotus in full bloom, indescribably graceful.

It is more like a fire in the snow, a red plum in full bloom in the frost and snow, as soon as it appears, it immediately attracts everyone's attention.

Mu Wei'er stroked her unhealed face under the veil.

This face was no match for her before it was hurt.

Now it's even more incomparable!

This Jun Wanqing is like her natural enemy.

is also the daughter of a side guard.

They are also happy to be dressed in red.

What's even more annoying is that she can still stand by the side of the person she likes!

It's really Mu Wei'er's anger that Ming Yujin can't ignore it if he wants to.

Then he pouted and said, "Wanqing, then the county lord of Qingyue has an enmity with you?" ”

Wanqing only glanced at it, and said: "She has lost to me since she was a child, and it is not a moment to have a grudge against me, Ah Jin doesn't have to care." ”

Ming Yujin understood, if the two of them were born in the Three Kingdoms, then the county lord of Qingyue would inevitably roar and scream!

Ming Yujin, the county lord of Qingyue, was a little sympathetic to this original name.

Not long after, an old voice came from the top position: "Quiet, the dance competition is over, please come to the stage with the ladies who performed just now." ”

Several people understood that this was going to be voted.

Soon, there was a row of ladies standing on the stage.

Jun Wanqing was dressed in red, her temperament was dusty and hearty, and she was eye-catching.

Look at the ladies again, huh?

"Why did Ming Yuhua also come to power?" Ming Yujin asked Bai Xiaosheng Li Yanran beside him.

Li Yanran pouted and said: "Their sisters take turns to perform two performances every year, and this year she should perform dance and music, but in all fairness, her skills are also outstanding." ”

While the two were talking, some male guests came to the stage to vote in order.

Each of them held a flower woven with colored ribbons in his hand and placed it on a silver tray on the long table in front of the ladies.

The stamen of this flower is hollow, and some people with a heart will make a love poem and put it in between.

Ming Yujin released his spiritual power and counted the flowers in front of each person.

Jun Wanqing and Ming Yuhua have the same number of votes, think about what Yanran said just now, this Ming Yuhua should also be a person with real talent and learning.

It's just that...

Hook your lips and smile.

After the man finished voting, a little eunuch came up to sing the vote.

"Qiao Sangzhi, the daughter of the Imperial Doctor~"

"Ge Xin'er, the daughter of the young eunuch, slams the ticket~"

"Min Qiuqi, the daughter of the country's priest wine~"

。。。

"The daughter of the deputy prime minister, Ming Yuhua, picks up the Wu ticket~"

When Ming Yuhua heard his votes, he smiled at Ming Yurong.

The Han family in the audience finally stopped being gloomy and showed a little joy.

That confident smile is as bright as a peach and a plum, as bright as a star.

Fascinated by the men in the audience, they covered their chests and took a deep breath.

It's really not charming, it's self-obsessed.

。。。

"The daughter of the general of Jingxi, Jun Wanqing, picks up the land ticket~"

With the little eunuch's singing ticket.

The tide has turned abruptly.

The flower-like smile that Ming Yuhua had just floated on his face seemed a little ironic.

Even the little eunuch who sang the ticket was a little embarrassed.

The main reason is that the process of this bright beauty turning from sunny to cloudy is too fast.

The little eunuch felt that he didn't match this aura.

Hurry up and finish singing the rest of the votes perfunctorily.

I want to step down with a smoke.

"Wait!"

The little eunuch who couldn't escape turned around hard, bowed down and said, "The slave is here, I don't know what Miss Ming commands?" ”

Ming Yuhua stared at the silver plate in front of him and Jun Wanqing, and said coldly: "You count the tickets of the two of us again." ”

The little eunuch couldn't, so he had to bow down.

It's just that the number of votes counted is naturally the same as before.

Ming Yuhua, who was holding the ticket to victory, thought he was going to reach the top.

Losing with hatred by one vote, I am unwilling to go to the extreme!

And she's not a person who can hold her breath.

"I don't believe it, you count it for me again, no, someone else will count it!" If he couldn't restrain himself, he screamed.

Fang Cai's bright eyes flowed, graceful demeanor, and the image of looking forward to the brilliance disappeared in a breath.

When Ming Yurong saw that the situation was not good, he had already gotten up and wanted to go on stage to stop his sister.

Ming Yuhua also knew that it was bad after shouting, and quickly picked up the smiling face.

It's just that it's too late.

Everyone in the audience took in the reversal of the scene.

It's really a loss of reputation for many years.

Compared with Jun Wanqing's calm and calm, he handled it calmly.

Judge from above!

Jun Wanqing saw that the ending had been decided, so she gave a shallow salute and got off the stage.

is so pampered and not surprised, smiling at the posture of watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and has won the favor of many people.

Here, when the Ming Yuhua sisters saw this, they had to get off the stage in a huff, still with the smile of the past on their faces.

It's just that now that this smile falls in the eyes of everyone, it is not the original taste.

Ming Yujin watched from afar, and commented: "These two sisters are also tired, they have to pretend to be more dedicated than actors whenever and wherever they are." ”

Ming Yuheng also glanced at it, but he didn't say a word, nodded her little head, and asked softly, "Is it a ghost that you did?" ”

"What's the matter, she was supposed to lose!" Ming Yujin retorted.

Seeing that Ming Yuheng's cold eyes were slightly condensed, he said softly: "I just let her votes go from losing four to losing one, and I gave her a long face!" ”

Ming Yuheng was speechless.

If Ming Yuhua had known that he had lost four cards from the beginning, he probably wouldn't have lost so much.

The difference of one vote, what a hateful thing it is!

Whether unwilling or happy, this dance has come to an end.

The next thing is calligraphy and painting.

Seeing Yu Hanyan on the top, he got up and said lightly: "The calligraphy and painting competition begins." ”

Seeing this, the ladies who wanted to participate got up from their seats one after another.

Warmth naturally went, after receiving the encouragement and encouragement of the sisters.

Ming Yurong glanced at the seats of several people, and slowly got up and walked to the stage.

Yu Hanyan saw that everyone was standing still in front of their respective bookcases, so she motioned to the maid next to her to take out the test questions and read.

"In the half-burnt incense, a picture of snow plum is drawn, and Mrs. Han's thousand-character Yongmei seal is hidden in the painting."

The women were in an uproar, and it was already difficult to draw a picture of Xuemei in the half-burnt incense.

It is also impossible to hide Mrs. Han's Yongmei seal in the painting.

In previous years, there had never been such a difficult topic!

Ming Yurong also frowned, this was indeed too difficult, and she was not sure.

"If you're not sure, you can go down now." Yu Hanyan was still a faint opening.

The ladies who knew that they couldn't finish it all stepped down and returned to their original positions.

Anyway, so many people can't finish it, so it's not a shame.

In the end, there were only two people left on the stage.

Mingyurong, warm.

Seeing that the warmth was left, Ming Yurong muttered in his heart.

She herself is not sure to complete it, she is just gambling.

Everyone went down, and she herself was on this stage.

In terms of momentum, she has already won a bit, even if she really can't finish it in the end, she won't be left behind.

It's just that this warmth was left behind, and she couldn't figure it out.

She knew that she was amazed by calligraphy and painting in the four arts of warmth, otherwise she would not have arranged for someone to hurt her hand.

thought that she injured her hand last year, but she was still able to almost beat Ming Yuhua.

Does she have the confidence to do it?

No, it's impossible, it's Master Yu, I'm afraid I don't have the confidence to do it.

Eighty percent of her is also gambling like herself.

When I think about it like this, my heart is settled.

Seeing that there were two people left, Yu Hanyan signaled to the little eunuch on the field to light incense.

Time was pressing, and Ming Yurong stopped thinking about it.

After grinding the ink and mixing colors, he will pick up the pen and paint.

But after a while, I heard exclamations from the audience.

It was so loud that she couldn't ignore it.

followed the prestige, but saw that everyone in the audience was staring in the direction where Nuan was standing.

So he raised his eyes and looked, it was okay not to look at it, but when he saw it, he was shocked.

It turned out that Nuan Wen could hold a pen with both hands, and looking at the speed of the flying, it was up and down.

Ming Yurong was confused, and in a trance, he also stained the red plum that had just been painted with ink.

In this way, it is even more difficult to deal with one or the other.

On the other hand, the warmth is immersed in the atmosphere of painting and writing, and he is ignorant of anything in the outside world.

The two-pronged approach is like divine help.

Before the time for the half-burnt incense arrived, he had already lifted his breath and closed the pen.

And Ming Yurong will also collect the pen within the specified time.

When the four palace maids stepped forward, they unfolded the transformation of the two.

The warmth is painted with splashed ink, and the strokes are also switched with the rotation of the gesture, which requires a dip in ink in one go.

The old man who commented on the specific penmanship in the back did not elaborate more, but just let everyone in the audience watch it by themselves.

It's just that the praise between the old man's eyebrows is on his face.

The warmth depicts the low, pitching, splitting, and rolling of plum blossoms, from budding to blooming, from blooming to withering.

A painting outlines the short life of plum blossoms.

Thousands of postures, different postures, in the dense has a strange charm.

What's even more amazing is that in the center of that Mei Rui, it is the elegant little seal.

Everyone stepped forward one after another and counted it carefully, and it was Mrs. Han's thousand-character Yongmei Xiao Seal.

The word and the flower are perfectly integrated in one place, with the word to praise the flower, to the flower to promote the word.

It's really Lan Xinhui!

Looking at it like this, Ming Yurong's side was obviously dwarfed and overshadowed.

It's really a bit unsightly.

Just like pearls and stones, I have seen bright and bright pearls, and the ordinary stones, where can I still see them.

This calligraphy and painting competition ended with a warm strength that crushed Ming Yurong.

Ming Yurong saw that the superior and inferior had been divided, so he walked in front of the warmth, and congratulated with a light smile: "Congratulations to the warm senior sister, the skill of the senior sister really shocked Yurong, but I am afraid that Master Yu is not a little behind." ”

Warm and warm smile, and also gave a salute: "Miss Ming Er is too famous, the skill of warmth comes from the careful teaching of Master Yu, there is a way to be a famous teacher to produce a high apprentice, warmth just dare not insult the teacher's earnest teachings." ”

The meaning is that I learned the same famous teacher, but you failed to learn it, which can only be blamed on your own lack of skill.

Ming Yurong surged into his heart in one breath, and he couldn't swallow it.

If it is stuck in the throat, it is really uncomfortable.

Squeezed out the last trace of a smile and said: "Then Yurong is here to congratulate the senior sister, I hope the senior sister will take care of this amazing slender jade hand, next time Yurong will want to ask the senior sister for advice." ”

Gentle and not afraid of her, she smiled lightly: "Warmth is waiting for you." ”

In this way, the warmth will harvest a silver plate full of flowers, and return with honor.