Chapter 132: Competition

These harsh words came from the mouth of the lord of Fumin.

I held my breath alive before, and swallowed back in front of Princess Changping. When has the arrogant and willful Lord Fumin ever suffered such a sullen loss? Desperate to win back a city.

The county lord of Fumin was painting with his pen while paying attention to Ling Jingshu's every move.

Seeing that Ling Jingshu hadn't moved for half an hour, the county lord of Fumin was happy in his heart, and sneered and ridiculed unceremoniously.

Ling Jingyan's pretty face flushed with indignation: "You ......"

"What does Lord Fumin mean by that?" Ling Jingshu quickly snatched the conversation. If Ling Jingyan, who has an impetuous and impulsive temperament, is against the lord of Fumin, there is a chance that she will suffer.

Lord Fumin glanced at Ling Jingshu contemptuously: "I don't know what I'm saying very clearly, don't you understand?" Everyone who came to the banquet today is good at poetry and painting. You are a dirt bun from Dingzhou City, don't be embarrassed. ā€

Princess Changping frowned slightly unhappily.

This Fumin, why did he match Ling Jingshu today?

On other occasions, she was too lazy to care. But at today's banquet, she is the host. Fu Min was so arrogant and embarrassing, and it made her as a master unhappy......

Ling Jingshu was humiliated and ridiculed like this, but she was still calm as usual, and responded unhurriedly: "I was born in Dingzhou and the governor of Dingzhou, compared with the ladies in the capital, I am indeed far inferior. However, only in terms of poetry and painting, it should not lose to the county lord. ā€

Lord Fumin: "......"

The county lord of Fumin was furious, and Huo Ran stood up: "Ling Jingshu! How dare you talk to me like that! ā€

Ling Jingshu also quickly stood up. He bowed to Princess Changping, and his face was full of apologies: "I have a trivial personal grudge with the county lord and make trouble in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess." disturbed the princess's highness Yaxing. It's really not what I want, and I hope that Her Royal Highness the princess will forgive her sins! ā€

Princess Changping's tightly furrowed brows stretched out, and she said lightly: "That's it! This palace is not such an unreasonable person, and most of today's events are caused by Fu Min, so it's no wonder you. ā€

Lord Fumin almost thought that his ears had heard it wrong, and turned his head with a stunned face: "Cousin, you actually spoke to her!" ā€

Impatience flashed in Princess Changping's eyes. His face sank: "You sit down first." ā€

The Lord of Fumin sat down aggrievedly and glared at Ling Jingshu angrily from afar.

Sure enough, it's a brainless idiot!

Princess Changping doesn't care about who is right or wrong, nor is there any grudge between them. Instead, the specially organized lotus appreciation banquet was disrupted.

To put it bluntly. Princess Changping is the most face-saving person, and she can't tolerate anyone to be presumptuous in front of her.

A sneer flashed in Ling Jingshu's eyes, and her voice became more and more respectful and soft: "The little girl has the courage to mention yƬ, and she also asks Her Royal Highness the princess to agree." ā€

Princess Changping sighed with interest: "What do you have to say?" Let's hear it. ā€

Ling Jingshu said with a smile: "The Lord of Fumin keeps saying that my skills are not as good as others. I was also a little unconvinced. I'll make a picture of a lotus flower. Another poem. Compare with the lord of Fumin alone. Please also ask Her Royal Highness the Princess to make a judgment. ā€

Damn it! This soil bun from Dingzhou City dared to take the initiative to speak provocatively!

Fuminjun gritted his teeth angrily.

Banquets are held for fun. This unexpected episode is also somewhat interesting.

Princess Changping was interested, and glanced at the red-faced Lord Fumin: "Fumin, what do you think?" ā€

Lord Fumin sneered again and again: "This mention is exactly what I want." ā€

Princess Changping stroked her palms and smiled: "Okay, yes, both of you agree." Then the main palace will be a judge. Miss Ling Jiu, this palace is Fumin's cousin. Aren't you afraid that this palace will protect and favor Fumin? ā€

The last sentence is not without a sense of banter.

Ling Jingshu smiled calmly: "As long as Her Royal Highness Princess Bo is happy." It doesn't matter how it turns out. ā€

What a "it doesn't matter how it turns out"! Even knowing that this is a sycophant is enough to make people feel good.

Princess Changping smiled: "You are really good at talking. Rest assured, this palace will be fair and just today, and will not favor anyone. ā€

……

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that no matter what the result is, the biggest winner of today's "competition" is Ling Jingshu.

In terms of tongue, demeanor, and reaction, Lord Fumin is far superior to Ling Jingshu.

Lord Fumin gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, and opened his mouth stiffly: "Since the two of us compete alone, we might as well add a little more color." If I win, you can jump into the lake and pick a lotus flower. ā€

Everyone looked at each other.

This is a bit excessive.

The ladies in the boudoir pay attention to elegance and chastity, and the pastime of leisure is nothing more than reading, practicing words, writing poems, painting, planting flowers and raising birds. How can there be a daughter who knows how to water?

Even if it is a little watery, jumping into the lake to pick lotus flowers in front of so many people is really not the behavior of everyone's ladies.

Ling Jingyan and Jiang Shi each looked over with worried eyes.

Auntie, you can't agree to this kind of color!

Ling Jingshu replied without changing her face: "Okay, I'll just get down." Then he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if the county lord loses?" ā€

Lord Fumin said without thinking: "Then I will jump into the lake and pick a lotus flower!" ā€

"It's a deal!" Ling Jingshu quickly took over the conversation.

Others have no chance or room to interject at all, and the two have already "made up their minds"! It's so fast, it's jaw-dropping!

……

Lord Fumin raised his eyebrows at Ling Jingshu and sneered, and then quickly lowered his head and took up the pen.

It is true that the lord of Fumin County is arrogant by nature, but he is not a useless straw bag. In particular, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting have been taught by famous teachers since childhood. Over the years, in the boudoir gatherings, it has often attracted a lot of praise.

Compared with Su Ying, it may be a little worse, but it must be ten times stronger than the soil bun from Dingzhou!

With a strong sense of faith, the lord of Fumin is inspired like a spring, and his pen is like a swimming dragon.

Princess Changping, who was sitting beside the Lord of Fumin, nodded secretly.

On the other hand, Ling Jingshu's side didn't mean to be in a hurry at all, she slowly rolled up her sleeves and slowly adjusted the paint...... That slow and leisurely movement is simply urgent!

"Ashu," Ling Jingyan couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered anxiously: "There is less than half an hour left, if you don't use your pen, it will be really late." ā€

Although she and Ling Jingshu are cousins, one lives in Beijing and the other lives in Dingzhou, she doesn't know or know Ling Jingshu's poetry and painting skills.

Ling Jingshu smiled at Ling Jingyan and said calmly, "Don't worry, there is enough time." (To be continued.) )