Several handmaidens brought pen and ink inkstones, etc.

"This Guanyin Master is so lifelike, it seems to be about to come out of the painting, tsk." A little lady next to her smacked her lips and said.

Everyone has admired, from the point of view of painting skills, this painting is almost impeccable, the painting of Guanyin Master face is round, the eyes are kind, whether it is brushstrokes or coloring, are almost perfect, it is said to let everyone find fault, it is just a modest statement, but I want to show off.

Qi Wanniang's face flushed with a faint flush, Rao is usually such a tall person, and he can't stand everyone's crazy slapping, although everyone has won the award, but in his heart he takes it for granted, even if you still have a little eyesight.

"Whoever can make this painting more perfect, give it to him." Gu Yueru smiled.

Everyone looked at each other, isn't this for men? If the painting is really changed, Qi Wanniang will definitely be unhappy, don't say that this painting is flawless, and if you move more strokes, it will be like a snake in the painting, if the painting is destroyed, it will definitely be criticized by everyone, compared to being able to get the attraction of Qi Wanniang's Mobao, this shame is even more embarrassing, think about it, forget it.

"Miss Gu, isn't this embarrassing for us? Wan Niang's painting is flawless, one more stroke is the painting snake is enough, it seems that Wan Niang is reluctant to give the painting to others. A boy in a fancy costume stepped forward and smiled.

Everyone laughed, this is Pan Xiaozhen, the third son of Lord Yushitai, who has always favored Qi Wanniang.

Qi Wanniang only glanced at him lightly, and did not show a smile because of his few words, and Pan Xiaozhen seemed to be used to it, and there was no displeasure.

"We've all forgotten about Zhuangyuanlang. Zhuangyuanlang is the first genius in Jiangnan, and the best at painting here must be Zhuangyuanlang. ”

With the man's words, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Jue, the first talented woman in Jiangnan and the first talented woman in Beijing, who is more "talented"?

Wang Jue glanced up at everyone and said lightly: "It's just a false name in the next wave, this painting is exquisite, and it is already a perfect work." ”

When everyone heard Wang Jue say this, they praised Qi Wanniang's painting well.

And Qi Wanniang's gaze unexpectedly stayed on Wang Jue's face for a few more seconds, as if she didn't expect Wang Jue to praise her so "sparingly". It is rumored that this Wang Jue is proud of his talents. Rejecting people thousands of miles away, she thought that Wang Jue would pick bones in eggs, and she also held the title of a talented woman and a talented woman, and she had never had a good impression of Wang Jue. She had always felt that she was a man. These men are simply no match for her. Except for the little grandfather Ji Changge, everyone else is a mustard.

"This painting can't be sent away today? I have no intention of bringing it back to the house. Qi Wanniang smiled.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing which one this was singing.

"Why don't you do it. Everyone improvises a painting, and Wan Niang decides who is the best, and then gives the painting to whom, and if you are interesting, you can come to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Ji Yunxi said.

After Ji Yunxi finished speaking, several handmaidens brought a lot of pens, ink, paper, inkstones, etc., obviously prepared.

Only a few sons and brothers stepped forward to receive pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the rest had a little bit of painting, because there were Qi Wanniang's works there, for fear of being dwarfed, so they would not be ugly.

Gu Yueru glanced at King Xuan and Wang Jue, and saw that the two of them had no intention of making a move, and suddenly felt a little lacking in interest.

"The Wen family's Qi Niang is very good, I heard that Qi Niang's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not inferior to Wan Niang, come and get a pair of pen and ink for Qi Niang." Ji Yunxi looked at Wen Jing and smiled slightly.

A few handmaidens got the order, and they moved the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone with their hands and feet, and even moved a few sheets.

Wen Jing looked at the rice paper in front of her, picked up the brush, did she want her to draw a human skeleton diagram on it?

Several men who had received the paper began to put pen to paper.

Wen Jing's painter Wang Jue is clear, remembering the "lady picture" that Wen Jing painted last time, the corners of Wang Jue's eyes twitched a few times, and King Xuan looked at the two of them, and understood in his heart.

"Lord Wang hasn't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" Ji Yunxi walked over and smiled, not glancing at King Xuan.

Wang Jue gave a slight salute: "Lord Lao is worried, and he will be fine in the next qiē." ”

"Cousin Yunxi, it's more beautiful if you haven't seen you for a few days." King Xuan blinked and looked at Ji Yunxi and said.

Ji Yunxi had no choice but to turn around and smile at King Xuan, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Hello cousin." ”

Wang Jue and Wen Jing glanced at each other, it was not okay to "cheat", Ji Yunxi was obviously here to "invigilate".

Wen Jing picked up the paintbrush, and recalled the appearance of the original owner's painting in his mind, although the original Wen Qi Niang's painting skills were not top, but they were not bad, she had not even grabbed the brush for more than a year, even if she recalled some, she had not practiced for a long time, and she was rusty, so she had to pretend to draw a few strokes and outline the outline of a distant mountain.

Ji Yunxi chatted with Wang Jue, and her eyes fell on Wen Jing's paintings from time to time.

"County Lord, why don't you draw a portrait below?" Wang Jue smiled.

Ji Yunxi's eyes instantly enlarged, and she was pleasantly surprised by Wang Jue's sudden change, and nodded hurriedly.

Wang Jue walked to a stone table next to him, spread rice paper, looked up at the county lord, and smiled faintly.

Ji Yunxi seemed to be struck by lightning, this smile seemed to be a lotus blooming in her heart, and she followed her unconsciously in her footsteps, this was the first time she felt like a normal little lady, and she also had her favorite Langjun.

"Sit down here." Wang Jue pointed to the stone bench in front of him.

Ji Yunxi nodded, and posed a few times in a row before sitting down and looking at Wang Jue with a smile.

Wang Jue glanced at the county lord and drew a human figure with a pen.

"Ahh A maid suddenly screamed, her feet unsteady, and the tea bowl in her hand flew towards Wen Jing in front of her.

A bowl of hot tea was sprinkled on Wen Jing's wrist in an instant, and the brush in Wen Jing's hand fell to the ground, and his white hand suddenly turned red.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the slave should be damned." The maid was so frightened that she fell to her knees and said.

King Xuan hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Wen Jing's wrist, carefully removed the tea leaves on it, and looked at the reddened skin distressedly.

"It's all right, get up quickly." Wen Jing withdrew his hand and said to the maid on the ground.

Gu Yueru walked over, looked at the scene in front of her, and said slightly angrily: "Why are you so careless, you can spill a cup of tea, and you will receive the punishment yourself." ”

Wen Jing glared at King Xuan from the corner of his eye, King Xuan looked away, he just stretched his legs, how did he know that the maid happened to come over, a coincidence, it was a complete coincidence.

"Qi Niang's hand is burned, don't draw, I'll take you to some medicine." King Xuan smiled.

Wen Jing smiled at Gu Yueru "quite helplessly", the painting was not finished. (To be continued......)

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