"This Miss Luo San's talent is so outstanding, I don't know if this second Miss is even more talented."

A damn voice came from the side of the emperor to everyone's ears, Beicheng Aoxue turned her head and glared at him angrily, is this damn Hua Shiyu nothing to do, dare to make trouble for Luo Jia, it is purely looking for death!

Also, does he think he is famous, or does he show off his hard name.

"Can the courtiers try to paint with the lord of Xuejia?"

A bold girl in yellow stood up, she was Hong Qingfeng, the daughter of Lord Hong Yuhong, the squire of the military department.

Luo Jia and Beicheng Aoxue turned their heads at the same time to look at Hong Qingfeng, who was going to try painting with Luo Jia, Hong Qingfeng could not be called a first-class talented woman, but she had never lost in painting, and she was still thinking about how she could be in the limelight again and be more outstanding.

Unexpectedly, Hua Shiyu's sentence gave her a chance to be in the limelight.

"Well, Jia'er, what do you think?"

The emperor was asking what Luo Jia meant.

"Your Majesty, Jia'er's hands have been inconvenient to pick up anything since she was a child, and although she is fine now, she can't learn so many things in such a short time."

The queen is now worried about whether Luo Jia's hand can draw with that stroke, in case the painting is not good, and the imperial capital disagrees with this matter for this reason, then they will not be able to get the protection of the imperial capital.

"Sister, these two young ladies have been frail and sick since childhood, and now this hand has miraculously healed, just like ordinary people, maybe they can still draw unexpected paintings, what do you say, Your Majesty?"

He Guifei smiled at the emperor.

"Jia'er"

"Courtiers obey orders"

Although the queen was worried that she would make a mistake if she didn't draw once, her words had betrayed her original intentions, and it was probably useless to say that she was in front of so many people.

And He Guifei asked her to paint, just thinking that she couldn't paint, and she would still make a fool of herself.

She's not a waste!

Will it be ugly!

Just compare it and you'll know.

wanted to make her ugly, but she didn't do what they wanted.

"Okay, bring two tables and chairs."

As soon as the emperor's words fell, a few guards carried two tables and chairs on opposite sides.

On the table, the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, are arranged.

"Wait, Your Majesty, this princess has a better way to compare"

Beicheng Aoxue suddenly shouted, she thought of a better way to compete, and she was bound to lose Hong Qingfeng.

"Oh! Better than the law! I don't know what it is, the princess said to see"

The emperor was very interested, he had already heard of the Hundred Poetry Society, and Beicheng Aoxue also proposed a better and more intense comparison, what would she say this time?

"Let Sister Jia'er and Miss Hong make a paperless painting within a stick of incense"

When Beicheng Aoxue said paperless painting, the discussion exploded all of a sudden, how to paint paperless?

It's a question, or is it within a stick of incense.

"Princess, I really love to joke, how to draw this paperless"

This is He Guifei, no paper, how to draw without paper, it is difficult for them to draw on the table.

"Is this princess joking?"

Beicheng Aoxue put away her smile, with a stern expression, just kidding!

She doesn't have that boring time to joke!

She just wants Hong Qingfeng to lose and see how she draws it.

"Princess, what the concubine said is right, how to paint this paperless"

The emperor also looked puzzled, how to draw without paper?

"It's up to them to see which of them is smart"

"Okay, come on, take the paper"

The emperor ordered someone to take the paper away.

"Have you figured out what you're going to paint with? If you think about it, tell the eunuchs beside you and let them get it."

Beicheng Aoxue looked at Luo Jia and Hong Qingfeng, the meaning was obvious, and it was also very fair.

Hong Qingfeng thought of what to use instead of paper to paint, she was very proud, she could still paint without paper, and said a word to the eunuch beside her, only to see the eunuch smile, nodded and turned away.

"Lord Xuejia, have you figured out what to use for painting?"

Hong Qingfeng thought of it, but Luo Jia hadn't told the eunuch what to use instead, did she have to wait for Hong Qingfeng's things to be brought, and then she would copy her things.

Luo Jia glanced at her and said a word to the eunuch, but the eunuch did not smile, but looked at Luo Jia suspiciously, whether he had heard it wrong, and hesitated whether he wanted to ask clearly.

"Go"

Luo Jia saw that the eunuch did not take what she asked for as she said, but looked at her suspiciously.

"Yes, County Lord"

The eunuch left with doubts and went to get what Luo Jia had said.

Soon, two eunuchs returned at the same time, one holding a batch of white cloths in his hand, while the other had several people carry them.

"Your Majesty, this is what Miss Hong wants"

The eunuch holding the white cloth presented the things to the emperor, and the emperor nodded after reading it, and said that if you can't use paper, you can use cloth instead, which is good.

Others also praised Hong Qingfeng for being smart, they didn't expect that this Hong Qingfeng would think of it so quickly.

"Your Majesty, this, this is the main thing of the county."

Another eunuch asked someone to bring Luo Jia's things, and he still couldn't figure out whether this thing could be painted!

"This ???"

The emperor looked at a large wooden board carried by several guards behind the eunuch suspiciously, did Luo Jia want to use this wooden board to paint?

Not only was the emperor puzzled, but everyone present also looked at the big wooden board with doubts, Luo Jia was stupid, or didn't think of replacing it with cloth.

"Jia'er, is this what you want?"

The emperor asked suspiciously, this is what Luo Jia wanted, could it be that the eunuch heard it wrong.

"Yes"

Luo Jia replied in the affirmative, "Okay, put the things on Jia'er and Miss Hong's table."

When the emperor saw Luo Jia's affirmative answer, he didn't care if this thing could be painted.

"Fence them off and separate them"

Beicheng Aoxue's surprising exit is fenced and separated, just not letting them see how they draw, making it very mysterious.

Soon Luo Jia and Hong Qingfeng were surrounded and separated, and no one would see how they painted inside.

"The Contest Begins"

The eunuch lit a stick of incense, inserted it, and the competition officially began.

In the incense stick of the competition, everyone tried to find the crack to see the condition inside, but no matter how they looked for it, they couldn't find the seam, let alone look at the condition inside.

Hong Qingfeng painted on the white cloth seriously, Luo Jia also painted on the wooden board she chose, time passed little by little, seeing that half of the incense had been burned, this incense was still slow enough, everyone was looking forward to the results of the competition, the result would be won by Hong Qingfeng, who was famous for painting, or Luo Jia, who had been a waste for more than ten years.

"When the time comes, please stop the pen in your hand from Lord Xuejia and Miss Hong"

As soon as the time came, the eunuch Xizi spoke, and at the same time, several palace maids lifted the curtain that surrounded Luo Jia and them.

"The courtiers have been painted, please take a look at the emperor"

Hong Qingfeng glanced at Luo Jia proudly, what can be drawn with a wooden board?

It's still a black plank.

"Present"

The two eunuchs carefully presented Hong Qingfeng's painting to the emperor, and the emperor, the queen and He Guifei all looked at Hong Qingfeng is painting, and a plum blossom was painted in the white cloth, and the plum blossom was red and gorgeous, like a plum blossom that had just bloomed.

On the side of the flower, there is also a poem: the red plum is negative red plum every year, and the riverside is drooping and wants to bloom.

Cherish and affectionate Guan Yiling, and send spring to the root and uproot.

"Good Painting, Good Poetry"

The emperor nodded straight, this Hong Qingfeng is worthy of being a famous talented woman in painting, this painting is gorgeous, plus this poem, it is really a famous painting.

"Yes! Your Majesty, look, this flower seems to be real."

He Guifei also praised the emperor's voice, but Beicheng Aoxue on the side shook her head.

"Princess, you shake your head, are you dissatisfied with the courtier's painting?"

Hong Qingfeng saw Beicheng Aoxue shaking her head, the emperor nodded, and she also shook her head.

"The picture you drew is beautiful and qualified. A poem is also a good poem, more precisely, this poem of yours is better than a good painting."

Beicheng Aoxue had to praise her paintings, she painted such a beautiful painting in the time of a stick of incense, it was really amazing.

"Since it's a good painting and a good poem, why did the princess shake her head just now?"

Hong Qingfeng is also confused now, since it is a good painting and a good poem, why did Beicheng Aoxue look at her work just now and shook her head.

"Miss Hong, it seems that the competition just now is painting, and you didn't say that you want to write a poem, but you inscribed a poem, isn't this a big move?"

Painting is painting, poetry is poetry, the theme is painting, not poetry, and Hong Qingfeng mentioned the painting of the poem, but the theme of this painting became a poem.

"I ......"

Hong Qingfeng didn't expect that the poem she inscribed would become her failure, so she deliberately inscribed a poem when she saw that she still had time, thinking that this would not only show her painting skills, but also reflect her talent.