"Brother Long, what are you doing?" One of the celebrations saw Wang Teng and Su Yue arguing, and immediately got up from his seat, pretending to be surprised. Wang Teng didn't even look at the person. He was about to leave with his legs crossed. "I've heard that the Duke of Northeast is a great hero. Today's dragon ministers are also powerful and extraordinary. I didn't expect the Duke of the Dragon Clan to even dare to accept a woman's challenge. Su Yue sneered beside Wang Teng.

Wang Teng was angry, he was not a stone Buddha, he could only laugh, although the protection of this beautiful woman was very low, but Wang Teng was not low enough, knowing that you were finding fault, I still smiled happily. "Say it, what is it better than~!" Ye Wenhao naturally didn't want Wang Teng to leave, and when he saw Wang Teng agreeing, he immediately turned over Su Yue's demonstration. Su Yue was not happy or angry, and said, "I don't ask for too much. If my son loses, he apologizes to my crazy cousin and apologizes to him. Qi Qi took a breath of cold air, but he didn't expect that this talented woman was not ordinary ruthless.

Everyone should not underestimate this tea apology. This is not only an apology in this case, but also a personal humiliation. In general, among the parties to the conflict, the weaker side would rather play cat and mouse than accept an apology from tea. Once the tea apology is delivered, no matter how high your status is, you are a cowardly person in the eyes of others.

Wang Teng's eyes were over, and he felt that this woman was really poisonous enough, but he had already promised her, so he naturally would not break his promise. "Okay~!" Wang Teng came back cleanly. "Wait, Miss Su, what will happen if you lose to my eldest brother?" Han Xiao interjected, saying that he actually wanted Wang Teng to leave now, but Wang Teng did not face the challenge bravely.

"If I lose, I can deal with it with ...... Gongzi Long", the crowd couldn't make a sound for a while, compared to Wang Teng losing, it would be even more ruthless, this Miss Su's family is really ruthless to herself. But Qingqing doesn't think so, since this Miss Su's family is so confident, then she will definitely win, Qingqing doesn't look forward to it, if this Wang Teng loses, see how he stays in the imperial capital in the future.

"Than what?" Wang Teng wasn't even interested in looking at Su Yue now. He asked arrogantly, looking straight ahead. "Bi Hua~!" Su Yue gritted her teeth and said fiercely. Han Xiao immediately laughed when he heard this comparison. Miss Su's family seems to be in trouble. And others are not surprised, some sons who have a good impression of Wang Teng, and even some sympathetic look at Wang Teng, this Miss Su family, is the first fairy disciple in the mainland to paint the jade pen pipa, the jade pen pipa fairy once said that after 30 years of Xianglong, no one can surpass Su Yue, and now, Su Yue proposed painting, then Wang Teng naturally suffered a big loss, it seems that the new Marquis of Wu Rong is going to make a fool of himself.

"Very good!" Wang Teng waved his sleeves and shouted: "Bring paper, ink, pen, and inkstone!" Since it is a poetry club, there is naturally no shortage of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. All the utensils are naturally complete. In a few moments, two drawing tables were placed in front of everyone. Wang Teng walked to a table, stood motionless, and said, "Please~!" Su Yue rolled up her sleeves slightly, revealing her white wrists. Pointing at her as green as an onion, she gently lifted the brush and watched onlookers gasp.

Wang Teng's side is not inferior, his handsome appearance and prominent family background, and a pen have also attracted the voices of ladies many times. Half an hour passed, and Su Yue's temples oozed thick sweat. He began to write in earnest. He often had to think for a while before he could start writing. However, Wang Teng did not. He hadn't even heard about it. Two more drawings were added to the drawing table next to him. He's still working hard. The pose is not like a painting at all, but like a graffiti. There is no way of thinking at all. He was completely immersed in painful painting.

Su Caiyue painted half of it, and Wang Teng "snapped" and threw the brush on the inkstone. "Is it over?" the crowd looked at each other, and then they all gathered together for a long time before they let out a burst of curses. Su Yue was still drawing on the side, but obviously her hands were shaking, and there were already beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Alas......" Qingqing sighed, very unwilling to bless, no matter how much he didn't want to, he had to admit that Wang Teng's painting skills were even more superb than his poetry skills, it was really enviable, how could he take everything for him. A noble lady who had a close relationship with Su Yue pulled Su Yue's sleeve and whispered, "Yue Yue, don't paint, you lost." ”

Su Yue's hand stopped. In fact, she already felt it. All the people in her paintings have seen it. After listening to their amazing voices, Su Yue's confidence had sunk to the bottom. What kind of person is Wang Teng? He is a monk who practiced alone in remote mountainous areas for decades in his previous life. In his daily life, apart from studying Taoist scriptures, he could not live alone for so many years without hobbies. Wang Teng is no exception. He has only one hobby, painting.

Leaving aside his past life, he did not say that even Wang Teng still loved painting in his life. However, it is impossible for these outsiders to know that Wang Teng has never regarded this as one of his special skills, nor has he ever given his paintings to others. Generally, they are burned off after being painted. Even Ye Wenhao and his colleagues could only look at them, but no one could collect them. Since seeing Wang Teng's paintings, Yi Shuihan firmly believes that there is no painter on this continent who can compare with Wang Teng, Wang Teng's magnificence, their isolation from the world, and the sublime of heaven and earth.

"I lost ......" Su Yue said this sentence almost dumbfounded, she only glanced at Wang Teng's painting, and immediately knew that this artistic conception was incomparable to herself. With a "bang", several large pieces of paper were crumpled into a ball by Wang Teng, word by word, "snap", his fingers lit a flame, and in an instant, the crowd screamed too late, and Wang Teng burned his painting clean.

"It's a pity...... everyone is very sorry, Yi Shuihan's eyes are full of regret, he also likes his eldest brother's painting, but Wang Teng's painting is burning, but no one can change it. No one could understand why Wang Teng did this, and neither could Su Can. He can burn these lifelike works like that.

"Are you demonstrating to me, don't you know that every painting has a soul?" On the contrary, Su Yue didn't care if he won or lost. Instead, she blamed Wang Teng. Ye Wenhao was so angry that his eyes rolled, is this woman sick or undeveloped, with her cuteness, can she make endless unreasonable trouble?

Wang Teng smiled and smiled contemptuously. He replied, "Painting is just my own business. It's my hobby. I can do whatever I want. Before today, I didn't paint anymore. Because it's my own business. It's just my own. I'm not you. I don't need to share my drawings with others. I'm insulting its soul to compete with you. You got what you wanted, and I did what I wanted. It doesn't matter to me at all what you think. ”

After speaking, Wang Teng pulled Ye Wenhao and signaled Yi Shuihan to prepare to go out. "I lost, I'll let you deal with it~!Although I'm a woman, I have the same commitment~!" Su Yue bit his lip and said. Wang Teng didn't even look back this time: "Miss Su, I can understand what you have done for your cousin." That's the only reason I'm competing with you. As for the color head of the game, for me, it's nothing~!And you, for me, are nothing~!" After speaking, Wang Teng and the three of them walked away.

The eunuch who guarded the door saw that the house was in a state of discord. Their master was in a hurry and went out for the time being. Naturally, they didn't dare to stop Wang Teng. They called Chills to Wang Teng and was respectfully sent out. Su Yue waited for a while and stood in the same place. The rest of Shizuka's poetry club was whispering, and some even scolded Wang Teng, while Su Yue herself silently picked up half of her painting and walked down from the door in despair.

"Alas, this dragon is incredible. A prince sighed, stood beside the narrator Qingzhi and shook his head, and replied: "It's a pity, the Protector has been unemployed for more than twenty years, otherwise the Dragon Clan would not be so arrogant. Hearing this, the young man panicked and hurried to dissuade him. "Kiyoji, you can't say that. You can't say it again. ”

The celebration did not appreciate it at all, smiled contemptuously at the child, and walked away himself. The rest of the people dare not go, this poem will be presided over by the three princes, they do not have the courage and courage of the three princes, they say to go, quarrel for a while, the young ladies sit down happily and talk, however, at this moment, the focus of their discussion is Wang Teng and Su Yue, one is a famous talented woman in the imperial city, the other is a prominent family, less than a month to the famous family in Beijing.

"Phew~!" Ye Wenhao vomited out of the carriage window, looking uncomfortable. "I will not hit a woman, otherwise I will hit the skin of a little girl, dare to say labor and capital. Ye Wenhao said dissatisfiedly. Yi Shuihan shook the carriage and said with a smile, "What are you doing? People didn't rush at you at first. You pushed yourself up. Who is to blame?" Wang Teng replied with a smile: "Well, this is just an elegant young woman in a deep courtyard. She was venting her anger on her cousin. Understandably, don't mention it anymore. Ye Wenhao and Yi Shui Hanxuan stopped talking about it.

The day after the poetry meeting, Wang Teng sent someone to write a letter to the third prince, apologizing for his temporary departure that day. The third prince was as enthusiastic as ever, and didn't even say anything. In his reply, he also said that if he had the opportunity, he would entertain Wang Teng alone. Two days have passed, and nothing like this has happened. It was early in the morning, and it was just dawn. A storm from the imperial court swept through the imperial city. All the streets and alleys talk about it.

Early this morning, the ministers of the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Civil Affairs, the Dali Temple, General Wei Zhen, General Ping Xi, the three ministries and commissions, and the six armies and one temple jointly signed a passbook on the impeachment of the newly established Military Supervision Department. Since the establishment of the Ministry of Supervision more than a month ago, the entire Xicheng District has been in chaos. In addition, the head of the Ministry of Supervision was suspected of corruption and bribery. All sorts of evidence were placed in the throne hall, and the emperor, who advocated the creation of a military supervision department, only reluctantly approved the passbook. Therefore, the military supervision department, which is built on the flames of wind and fire hundred gilded under the latest chapter of the "Dragon Proud Heavenly Claw Book House" for the first time free to read.