Everyone looked at it here, and the eldest princess of Jinyang over there had already finished speaking, and was asking people to take out a tray and put it on the table in the pavilion: "Since it is a show of talent, what is in this plate is Caitou." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yan Ning looked carefully at the tray, there were bead flowers made of Dongzhu, hairpins carved from red coral, a string of agarwood bracelets that were old at a glance, and the five things on the plate were all exquisite and valuable.

In addition to the colorful head, there is also the big lottery head of this flower viewing party ranking, others can wait, the two girls of the Wang family can't sit still.

The three girls of the Wang family, only the eldest girl and the third girl came today, the eldest girl Wang Zhen played the piano, and the third girl Wang Yi danced with the sound of the piano.

As soon as the two girls of the Wang family showed their skills, Yan Ning knew that in order to keep the title, the Wang family must want to send the girl to the palace. Now, Wang Xian, the eldest son of the Wang family, is working as a supervisor in Yuyang Pass! In his previous life, this prince was later promoted and made a fortune.

After the two girls of the Wang family performed, Wang Yi had a quarrel with Yan Ning, she raised her chin as if demonstrating, and glanced at the princes with shy eyes, naturally, the prince Chu Zhaoheng was ignored by her eyes.

The eldest princess of Jinyang applauded and praised: "The third girl Wang has superb dancing skills, she is really like a fairy in a flower. This is a high praise, Wang Yi smiled proudly, Wang Zhen was not pointed, and his face was a little gloomy.

With the lead, the other girls are eager to try, and those who want to write poems and want to paint ask for paper and pen one by one, and everyone no longer sits in front of the desk for a while, watching people draw in twos and threes, or talking to each other a few words.

Li Jinniang is good at calligraphy, and Liu Qin, a girl from Ji'anbo's family, is good at poetry, and the two discussed Liu Qin to write poems, which were transcribed by Li Jinniang.

Li Jinniang turned her head and saw that Yan Ning was still sitting in front of the desk, thinking that she had never shown any talent, she couldn't ride a horse and shoot arrows at today's flower viewing party, right? Everyone showed something, if she didn't have it, she was afraid of embarrassment, and she felt compassion, and came over and invited: "Miss Yan, will you be able to connect?" Why don't we add a poem to Sister Liu, and the two of us will make a poem together, and then the two will be recorded together? ”

Yan Ning knew that she had good intentions, Li Jinniang herself was not good at poetry, she pulled her own couplets to compose poems, if the poems were not good, everyone would not laugh at herself.

Originally, she received Chu Zhaoheng's kindness and wanted to give it a try, but when she saw Chu Zhaoye looking at her, she suddenly wanted to give it a try, knowing that he abandoned her in her previous life, not because of any talent, but she suddenly wanted him to know: Yan Ning has other talents besides his infatuation.

Perhaps, he wanted him to regret his previous life, knowing that he didn't have those memories.

"Thank you Sister Li for your kindness, I won't drag my sister down. Everyone's interest is so high today, wait a minute, I'll also draw a picture for everyone to see, if the painting is not good, my sister asked everyone not to laugh at me. She said gratefully to Li Jinniang.

After Li Jinniang said that, she was worried that she didn't know the hearts of good people, but now that she understands her mind, although she was rejected, she is not surprised, and joked: "If you call me sister, I will definitely not laugh at you." ”

At one time, more than a dozen ladies were busy.

Yan Ning asked for pen and ink, ran to the princes' side, pulled up Chu Zhaoheng, asked him to sit in front of a pot of Yao Huang peony, known as the King of Flowers, and picked up the brush to paint. Several princes watched her pull the prince to paint, and they all came over to watch.

The second prince said to Chu Zhaoye, "Third brother, sure enough, the crown prince is better. ”

The fourth prince, Chu Zhaoyu, also said with a smile: "In the past, I only saw the third brother, but now it seems that the Yan family is still the Yan family." ”

Chu Zhaoye turned a deaf ear to the words of a few people, only staring at Yan Ning's pen, he never knew that Yan Ning could actually paint, strictly speaking, it is not considered to be a painting like that, who paints in a line? It's not like a stick brush, is she painting a peony or a person?

The other girls also came to watch after writing and drawing.

Hauni and Green Yi were helping to polish the ink and press the paper on the side, and the girl originally hid a stack of paintings of the three princes, but after she recovered from her illness, she took them out and burned them.

Yan Ning didn't care what others thought, just watched Chu Zhaoheng draw.

"Huh? The big brother she drew looks like a real person. The fifth prince, Chu Zhaonan, shouted.

Indeed, Yan Ning's painting method does not look like painting at all, but like engraving.

She will learn to paint because when she was in Yuyang Pass, she saw the map on her father's table, the real mountains and rivers were clear at a glance, and she heard that the map was very useful when marching and arranging the formation, so she followed the master in the army to learn, in addition to painting the map, he was also good at drawing shadow graphics, and he could catch the charm of people by listening to people depict the appearance of a few strokes.

She thought this skill was fun, but she put in a lot of hard work, although it was not as good as the master who could listen to the oral description and enter the painting, but it was still possible to draw a rough picture. Her biggest wish since she was a child was to follow her father and brother on the battlefield, and the skills she learned were all related to war, martial arts, the art of war, playing chess, painting, all of them.

This kind of painting method is naturally not in the mainstream in front of serious painters. Nowadays, even if it is a white drawing, she also pays attention to the charm of the expression, but what she learns is to pay attention to the truth, and the charm and artistic conception are inferior in the end.

Yan Ning started painting late but drew quickly, and it didn't take long to finish.

"Show me, no one has painted me yet." Chu Zhaoheng stood up with a smile and took the painting, but saw a young man sitting on the pavilion railing, with a smile on his face, looking at the painting like a mirror, and he even felt that the loneliness around him jumped on the paper.

Yan Ning took a look at it himself, and felt that it was much better than expected, but there was no background, "This painting is not good, I want to study it again, and I will help you draw another one when you are born." ”

"No, it's a good drawing. I'll have to keep this painting and replace it when you get a better one. The painter in the palace may not be as expressive as you. Chu Zhaoheng said, signaling Zhaofu to put it away.

With his support, even if Yan Ning's painting is only eight points good, it has become ten points.

Chu Zhaoye looked at this painting in shock, and then looked at Yan Ning, why didn't he seem to know this person?

"This kind of painting is different from the way I've seen painters." Li Jinniang said in admiration.

"This is not actually painting, it is the painting method of shadow and graphics in the yamen." Yan Ning said bluntly, "I grew up in the border since I was a child, and the things I learned, except for dancing knives and guns, are these, which makes everyone laugh." ”

She said it generously, and everyone was amazed that Yan Ning could still use this kind of magic skill, and hearing her say this, she was even more impressed.

"It's a fun way to draw, you can help me draw one another day." Li Jinniang said with great interest.

"Okay, but I'm going to charge for a pen." Yan Ning tilted his head and smiled playfully.

"Haha, okay, I'll give it if I'm satisfied with the painting, and I'll pay if I'm not satisfied."

The jokes between the two were casual, and there was a feeling of laughter and hatred.

The eldest princess of Jinyang looked at Mrs. Zhou and smiled slightly.