Flawless, come here. In the water pavilion in the garden, Princess Lingyi was surrounded by a group of noble ladies and women talking. Seeing Nangong Mo and the others coming in, he immediately beckoned to her and smiled. Everyone hurriedly got out of the way, and Nangong Mo stepped forward a little helplessly to bow to Yingying, and saw Princess Lingyi.

What princess? Princess Lingyi glanced at her unhappily and said, "Call Auntie." If you don't obey, I'm going to sue your mother-in-law.

Nangong Mo smiled, and had to shout again: I've seen my aunt.

That's good. Princess Lingyi smiled, stretched out her hand and pulled her to her side and sat down, then looked at Xie Peihuan and the three of them said with a smile: Miss Xie San hasn't seen her for a long time, come and sit next to the palace. Xie Peihuan nodded with a smile, thank you princess. After greeting each other for a while, Nangong Mo had time to take a look, the water pavilion of Gao Yibo's Mansion was very cleverly repaired, and it was an open hall with no walls on all sides. On weekdays, it is shrouded in tulle bamboo curtains on all sides, which is obviously a good place to cool off in summer. There are many guests today, the gauze curtains and bamboo curtains are rolled up, and you can enjoy the scenery of the garden on all sides while sitting in the water pavilion, which is a unique style.

In comparison, although Jichang Garden is also elegant and chic, it does not have such a wide water pavilion specially prepared for banquet guests. In the open hall, a kind of ladies and ladies sat down in twos and threes and chatted softly, but most of the attention was still focused on Princess Lingyi's side. Looking outside through the water pavilion, I saw the tower facing the water pavilion not far away. On the second floor, there are a lot of young talents. Nangong Moxiu raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Princess Lingyi with some curiosity. Princess Lingyi covered her lips and said with a faint smile: Idle, everyone says that it is a friend of talent, only about talent and gender. Those were all guests invited by Gao Yibo.

Nangong Mo heard the disapproval in Princess Lingyi's words. Although Daxia is not strict with men and women now, it is still a bit too much to invite so many young talents to the birthday of a young lady like the Zhu family. However, Nangong Mo's heart flashed slightly, and his heart suddenly became a little clearer. With a smile, he looked at Zhu Chuyu, who was talking to the guests not far away, and said with a smile: Speaking of which, the county lord of Shanjia is already eighteen, so it's no wonder that Gao Yibo is in a hurry. Zhu Chuyu is indeed a long-sleeved woman who is good at dancing, and she will never be boring. She knew that Princess Lingyi didn't have a good impression of herself, so she didn't learn to go to Princess Lingyi's side like other ladies, but just lightly maintained the politeness she should have as a master.

Princess Lingyi raised her eyebrows and glanced at the building opposite thoughtfully, is that so? That's understandable. Speaking of which, it is not easy for so many young talents and the daughters of the boudoir to get together, and it is impossible to match a few good relationships.

My aunt was right. Nangong Mo smiled lightly.

Since it is a matter of unmarried women and talents, naturally there is nothing to do with Nangong Mo. Nangong Mo also safely regarded himself as an outsider who stayed out of the matter, accompanying Princess Lingyi to watch. The place to display your talent is in the open space between the outside of the water pavilion and the balcony opposite. Both sides can see the scene clearly and don't have to worry about abruptly these women in the boudoir, everyone is quite satisfied with the arrangement of the Zhu family.

The judges on the side of the ladies are Princess Lingyi and Mrs. Xie Hou, the head of the Xie family, and on the other hand, they also select a respected elder to serve as the judge, which was originally prepared temporarily, but it doesn't need to be very rigorous.

Hey? How is there a monk there? Shang Nian'er, who was sitting behind Nangong Mo, exclaimed in a low voice. Everyone looked up, and sure enough, they saw a young monk dressed in white like snow being led up to the opposite platform. Princess Lingyi was also a little surprised, it was Master Nianyuan of the Great Light Temple. However, I heard that Master Nianyuan never liked to come to the family to preach and pray for blessings, why did he appear here?

Nianyuan can be regarded as the most famous monk in Jinling City. Not only because of his Dharma monks, but also because of his age and talent, and perhaps his appearance. A monk who is so young and talented is always a little more curious and eye-catching than those who are already old even though they are advanced in Buddhism.

The powerful families of Jinling have the habit of inviting senior monks to their mansions to preach and pray for blessings and even worship, but as the youngest and most outstanding senior monk of Daguang Temple, Nian Yuan rarely accepts such invitations. Only when he was a teenager with his master or occasionally entered the palace a few times after he became an adult, he almost didn't even set foot in the Jinling Imperial City.

Therefore, the vibration caused by Nianyuan's appearance here is naturally inevitable. Mrs. Xie Hou smiled faintly and said: I have heard of this, I heard that Gao Yibo's Mansion donated 100,000 taels of sesame oil money to Daguang Temple. The princess also knew that although the Great Light Temple was famous, it cost a lot of money to take in the homeless people near Jinling every winter and open a charity hall at the foot of the mountain every month. Gao Yibo spent 100,000 taels to ask Master Nianyuan to chant and pray for his beloved daughter, and Master Nianyuan would give face to the presiding abbot even if he didn't give him face.

I see. Princess Lingyi nodded and smiled: This Gao Yibo is a daughter who loves him. Spending thousands of dollars is not something that anyone can afford to give.

There are not a few ladies in Jinling who are curious about Nianyuan, and they all surround Zhu Chuyu at this time to ask about Nianyuan. It's not that they have any unbearable thoughts in their hearts, it's just that people like Nianyuan, even monks, still can't help but feel curious. Zhu Chuyu also looked pampered and not surprised, and answered everyone's gossip questions one by one with a smile.

Soon, the talent show began. It's not a competition, it's just that the ladies or talents who intend to show their talents can come forward one by one to show their talents. In the end, Princess Lingyi and others selected the most of them and won the lottery. Nangong Mo sat beside Princess Lingyi and Mrs. Xie, leisurely enjoying the performances of Jinling's ladies and talents. Most of the older women in Jinling City are mediocre, but when they come to Nangong Mo, these girls in their young stage still have some real talents. There are those who play the qin, there are those who make Xiao, there are those who write poems and those who paint. Even Sun Yan'er wrote a pair of words to make up the number.

The young talents on the opposite side are not far behind, and they show their strengths in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and music, which makes Nangong Mo look interested. You must know that in the past, although her uncle also took her to learn some things in Danyang, after all, it was only a few short years, and Nangong Mo spent most of her time studying martial arts and medicine. Nangong Mo, who is quite self-aware, has to admit that in terms of talent, he probably really can't rank anything in Jinling City.

Flawless, you haven't seen these young talents in Jinling, have you? What do you think? Princess Lingyi asked with a smile. Mrs. Xie glanced at her and said with a smile: The princess asked like this, be careful to turn around and Wei Shizi did not follow. Princess Lingyi raised her eyebrows and said: He dares to disobey, if he feels that others are stronger than him, then he is not angry. Men are always like this, even if they don't make it, they have to blame women for not being good. Flawless, you can't get used to Jun Mo's faults.

Nangong Mo pursed his lips and smiled: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm not used to him."

That's just like the words. Princess Lingyi patted Nangong Mo and smiled. While pointing to the people not far away, he whispered to Nangong Mo and smiled: You don't usually go out much, but I'm afraid that many people in Jinling City don't know each other. No, the one in blue on the other side... He is the third son of the Qin family and is known as the genius of Jinling. The seventh son of the Xie family in white is excellent in calligraphy and painting. Tomorrow's most popular candidate for the top spot on the Spring Gold List. And the cold-faced one... Lu Cheng, the son of the late Yangchun Marquis. That one... It was Ruan Yuzhi, the first list of Tanhua in the previous session, and now he is already a bachelor in the Hanlin Academy, and I heard that he may enter the Ministry of Officials tomorrow. It's promising. Originally... This is a match for the identity of the eldest lady of the Zhu family, but unfortunately, this has already been decided as the fourth miss of the Qin family two years ago.

Nangong Mo looked at them one by one, and sure enough, he saw that the people Princess Lingyi was referring to were all extraordinary in appearance and bearing. These days, I have seen those who are used to seeing in Jinling City, such as those in Jingjiang County's palace, the three sons of the Zhu family and the group of sons and brothers of the Lin family who don't know whether they are the main family or the side branches, Nangong Mo is really a little disappointed with the sons of the family in Jinling City. Looking at these at this time, although they are not as pure demons as Wei Junmo and his own senior brother in terms of appearance and bearing, they are also on par with Lin Changfeng. If you talk about temperament, I'm afraid that those sons will still throw off Lin Changfeng, a few streets that have convulsions from time to time.

Ruan Yuzhi? Nangong Mo's gaze fell on the elegant man who was stroking the qin, and raised his eyebrows and said: It seems that there is no family surnamed Ruan in Jinling.

Xie Peihuan said softly: Jinling does not have a family surnamed Ruan, this Lord Ruan was born in a cold family. However, after being hit by Tanhua two years ago, she fell in love at first sight with the fourth lady of the Qin family in Jinling, the fourth girl of Qin is still young and in poor health, so the Qin family hopes to be able to get married after turning eighteen years old. But in the past two years, with the support of the Qin family, this soft adult can be regarded as a rising tide. The same Jinshi, even the champion of the gold list of the year, is still struggling in the position of the fifth grade, but Ruan Yuzhi has already jumped to the fourth grade, and it is said that after the beginning of the year, he will be able to become a servant of the Ministry of Officials. Ruan Yuzhi's future is not only that, the unwritten rule of this dynasty is that non-Hanlin will not enter the cabinet, such a young Ruan Yuzhi is from the Hanlin Academy, and it is unknown that he will become the youngest cabinet minister in a few years.

Is the Qin family flawless? Xie Peihuan asked.

Nangong Mo nodded and said: Xie, Qin, Lin, Yang, Jiang, Lian, Li, Su, Zhao, Zhu. Two of the ten families in Jinling. This Ruan Tanhua is good at climbing relationships. The top ten families are all big families with some foundations, and nouveau riche like the Nangong family can't be ranked even if Nangong Huai has a high position.

Mrs. Xie Hou naturally heard their conversation, shook her head and smiled: The Xie family doesn't care about the government, and now I am afraid that the Qin family is worthy of the name of the first family in Jinling. This Lord Ruan, I heard that he does have some ability.

Nangong Mo asked: Has Peihuan seen the fourth lady of the Qin family?

Xie Peihuan nodded and said: Qin Si is seventeen years old this year, but he is one year older than you. However, he was born frail and sickly, and I heard that he would not live to be twenty. The people of the Qin family are very fond of her, otherwise with the identity of the Miss Qin family, Ruan Yuzhi will not be able to marry her even if she is talented. It's just because she likes it, and the people of the Qin family can't bear to be rebellious.

Mo'er seems to be interested in this Ruan Yuzhi... Curious. Xie Peihuan was a little curious. Although Ruan Yuzhi is very good, it is true, but Wei Shizi is definitely even better in terms of appearance and status. Even if you don't mention Wei Shizi, the other few don't feel that Ruan Yu is bad. Among them is Xie Peihuan's seventh brother. Her cousin was ignored by her good friend, and Miss Xie San said that she was a little unhappy.

Nangong Mo said with a smile: Naturally, isn't it curious enough for a poor child to let the princess introduce him to several famous sons? Xie Peihuan shook his head, saying that he was not interested in Ruan Yuzhi, if he didn't happen to have a marriage contract with Miss Qin Si, he might not be so noticeable? There are many talented people in this world, and this soft adult is just a coincidence.

It seems that Wear Ring doesn't have a good impression of this soft adult? Nangong Mo smiled sideways.

Xie Peihuan thought about it, and had to admit that Nangong Mo was right. But she couldn't understand why she didn't have a good impression of Ruan Yuzhi, it was said that she had never had contact with Ruan Yuzhi, and Ruan Yuzhi didn't offend her. A trace of confusion and doubt appeared on Qingli's face, Nangong Mo raised his hand and pinched her pretty face and smiled: It's nothing, probably because Xie San feels extraordinarily sensitive, right? This person... From afar, there is a smell that people don't like.

Well? What smell can you smell from so far away?

Nangong Mo's eyes flashed with a trace of cold light, and he said in a low voice: The smell of scum.

Xie Peihuan didn't hear the last sentence clearly, but he didn't ask anything more, since he didn't like it, he wouldn't talk about this person, and he didn't know him anyway.

Mo'er, you see, that's my seventh brother. Xie Peihuan said with some pride.

Xie Qigongzi, he is really elegant and outstanding. Nangong Mo said with a smile, looking at it with a rare showing off. Xie Peihuan smiled: Of course, although Brother Qi is not my own brother, he is the most outstanding man of our Xie family's generation. Of course, a big family like the Xie family will inevitably have some children who are not successful, but the children of this family can be regarded as following the rules. The Xie family does not care about the government, and most of them either go to revise books and write history or return to the academy to teach after the imperial examination, so they are not famous in Jinling City. This Xie Qigongzi is nineteen years old this year, and he is also the most talented figure of the Xie family's generation. It's a pity that even if such a character is in high school in the future, he is destined to have no good development in officialdom.

Princess Lingyi next to her watched the talent show outside, and at the same time listened to the conversation between the two with her ears. Hearing this, Fang turned his head sideways and smiled: You little girls love to look at those handsome children. Bengong thinks that Qin Zixu and Lu Zheng are better.

Qin Zixu is the eldest son of the Qin family, the head of the next generation of the Qin family, Lu Zheng was born in the family, and he is a little more calm and imposing than Ruan Yuzhi's gentle and elegant and Xie Qigongzi's demeanor.

Nangong Mo and Xie Peihuan looked at each other and smiled, Nangong Mo said: Aunt is right, in fact, I also think that Qin Gongzi and Lu Gongzi are better, but it is not good to sweep Xie San's face. Xie Peihuan snorted lightly, it is the best of the seventh brother. I don't believe you, ask Nian'er and Yan'er.

Shang Nian'er and Sun Yan'er, who were sitting behind them, couldn't help but cover their mouths and snicker, Sun Yan'er said in a low voice: Which of them is so good that the county lord of Shanjia will say it.

Hearing this, Nangong Mo and Xie Peihuan were stunned and then remembered, it is said... Today, the Zhu family plans to choose a son-in-law, right? Xie Peihuan twisted his neck back a little stiffly, glanced at his mother who was sitting on the other side of Princess Lingyi, and said to Nangong Mo blankly: You are right, Gongzi Qin and Gongzi Lu are better. She didn't want her seventh brother to marry that Zhu Chuyu at all.

Nangong Mo shrugged, Yan'er is right, let's not count.

The two girls were fighting over which young talent was better, but the talent show outside the Water Pavilion gradually began to become a little more angry. At the beginning, it was just the ladies of some small families, but in fact, it was just the meaning of always participating. But since Zhu Chuyu's appearance, it has changed a little.

Zhu Chuyu chose to paint, and while she was painting, there were also talented people on the opposite side who were playing the piano, which was not boring. But as soon as the music fell, two more ladies entered, one of them was just playing the qin, and the other was like Zhu Chuyu, who chose to paint.

Seeing that the girls showed their painting skills, they were naturally not to be outdone, and soon several young talents also came out to start painting, but the girl who stroked the piano was ignored.

The two who played the piano were Lin Wushuang of the Lin family, and Yang Huiting of the Yang family who painted. Yang Huiting's paintings are also very famous in Jinling, and they have been praised by Taixue Xuezheng. Sun Yan'er frowned and said softly. Nangong Mo frowned and said lightly: But... If he didn't have the certainty of victory, Zhu Chuyu would not have chosen to paint.

The county lord of Shanjia is known as a talented woman, but I have never heard of her being good at painting. Sun Yan'er said.

Nangong Mo and Xie Peihuan glanced at each other, and their eyes were a little curious. They know more about Zhu Chuyu than others, and naturally know that Zhu Chuyu will never make a fool of himself on such an occasion. So does it mean that Zhu Chuyu is indeed an extraordinary painter, but it has always been hidden? Why? Zhu Chuyu is not a low-key person.

After that, there was no one on the stage, so everyone waited leisurely for the last few painters. Lin Wushuang, who stroked the qin, also stopped early, although her piano skills were good, but they were not the best.

After another quarter of an hour, the painters stopped one after another. Yang Huiting looked at Zhu Chuyu opposite with some pride, and Zhu Chuyu smiled faintly and calmly.

Princess Lingyi got up with a smile and said: I'm a little tired after sitting for so long, let's go over and look at these last paintings. Flawless, come with me. Nangong Mo naturally obeyed her fate, and she was also a little curious about Zhu Chuyu.

I have seen Princess Lingyi, and I have seen the Lord of Xingcheng. Everyone saluted in unison, and Princess Lingyi smiled and said: No need to be polite, Master Nianyuan, fortunately.

Nianyuan clasped his hands together and saluted, and said with a light smile: I have seen the princess, I have seen the county lord.

Since the last time he was carried back to the Great Bright Temple by his senior brother in a coma, this was the first time Nangong Mo had seen Nianyuan. In the end, he felt a little guilty about this monk who was implicated by himself, Nangong Mo nodded slightly, and saw the master. Princess Lingyi said with a smile: Miss Yang's painting art is famous in Jinling, and the county lord of Shanjia is also a famous talented woman in Jinling, and the palace can't wait. I heard that the master is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and asked the master to evaluate it together.

It is better to obey than to obey, this is the luck of the little monk. Nian Yuandao.

The four paintings are unfolded one by one, and the paintings of the two talents are purely accompaniment. It's not that they don't paint well, it's just that everyone's attention is now on the two girls, and unless these two talents are drawn steadily, they can only lose if they are only equal.

Hey? A trace of surprise flashed across Nian Yuan Qingjun's face, and he stepped forward and stood in front of Zhu Chuyu's painting. The eyes of the others also moved with him, and they couldn't help but gasp, looking at the beautiful and dignified girl in front of them with some shock. Zhu Chuyu painted a landscape picture, the strokes are not very complicated and careful, and the color is also simple to write. But the seemingly random strokes vividly depict a picture of the mountains and rivers in autumn. The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the autumn leaves are scarce, and the red sun is hanging in the west, giving people a sense of magnificence, desolation and vastness. Such a painting ... It turned out to be painted by a woman in the boudoir who was only eighteen years old.

Looking back at Yang Huiting's Qiu Ju picture, Yang Huiting's painting skills are undoubted, Qiu Ju makes her painting vivid and full of charm. But when this autumn chrysanthemum picture is put together with the autumn mountain and river picture, it will only make people feel that the former looks small. This seems to be the difference between everyone's beautiful and small jasper. But these two people, Yang Huiting, are the real young lady, and it is this difference in identity that makes people feel even more embarrassed.

Nian Yuan sighed softly, and said that Miss Yang's Qiu Ju painting is outstanding, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece. Jiashan County Lord......

Before Nian Yuan finished speaking, there was a little road behind him: The majestic autumn mountains and rivers are naturally even better. Nian Yuan turned around, only to see that everyone who followed behind him had a look of approval, and his gaze at Zhu Chuyu was a little more appreciative.

I had heard that the county lord of Jiashan was talented, but I didn't expect it to be so good. In time, the lord of Jiashan County will become a generation of famous people, and I will never be able to wait. Someone praised.

Princess Lingyi also sighed, although she didn't have a good impression of Zhu Chuyu, she had to admit that Zhu Chuyu's painting was much better than Yang Huiting. Originally, Zhu Chuyu could be famous in Jinling with this painting, but now Yang Huiting has run out and become a stepping stone for others, and her reputation is even greater. Yang Huiting's paintings are also among the best among the women in Jinling, who knew that she would be defeated in front of Zhu Chuyu.

Naturally, the county lord of Shanjia is even better. Princess Lingyi opened her mouth to admit.

As soon as Princess Lingyi's words fell, Yang Huiting's body shook and almost fell. was held by the people around him, looked at his hand in a daze, and whispered: I... I lost......

Nian Yuan sighed and said softly: Even if you are a friend and Liao is a game, the girl doesn't have to take the gains and losses too seriously.

I lost...... Yang Huiting didn't seem to hear Nianyuan's words, and stood stupidly.

Princess Lingyi was about to speak, only to hear a voice coming from behind, the county lord of Jiashan and the county lord of Xingcheng are both canonized, and the painting of the county lord of Jiashan has already excelled everyone, I don't know what about the county lord of Xingcheng? The fire suddenly burned on himself, Nangong Mo looked up and saw Wei Junze in the crowd without surprise. Wei Junze stood in the crowd and looked at her with a provocative expression.

Nangong Mo said lightly: The main painting art of this county is mediocre, and he doesn't dare to show ugliness.

was said by Wei Junze, and many people present also began to coax Nangong Mo to show his talents. Not only those young talents who do good things, but also many ladies in the boudoir. It's just that I don't know if they hope that Nangong Mo will lose face by Zhu Chuyu, or do they hope that Nangong Mo can surpass Zhu Chuyu to save face for them?

Princess Lingyi frowned, and Yang Huiting, who didn't know what she was thinking, suddenly grabbed Nangong Mo and said: Compare with her! Be sure to win her!

Nangong Mo looked down at Yang Huiting, who was a little frantic in her eyes, and sighed helplessly, Miss Yang, my painting skills are really not good. Yang Huiting couldn't listen to it at all, shook her head and shouted: You are the canonized county lord of His Majesty, how can you be inferior to her? I don't believe it! Could it be that the ladies in Jinling are not as good as a cheap girl from a merchant?

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the women present were a little unsightly. Because if it is about painting, they are afraid that no one can compare to Zhu Chuyu, and Zhu Chuyu is also known as a talented woman, even if it is better than others, how many people can beat her?

By the way, you can't and... And thanks...

Miss Yang. Nangong Mo frowned at Yang Huiting's words. Xie Peihuan didn't care, standing beside Nangong Mo and generously admitted, Miss Yang also knows me, and my painting skills are indeed inferior to the county lord of Shanjia. It's not that the painting is not good, it's... She can't paint the momentum and connotation of Zhu Chuyu. Xie Peihuan doesn't think it's a big deal to admit that she is worse than others.

Miss Xie and the county lord have a good reputation. Zhu Chu bowed and said with a light smile.

The county lord of Star City admits that he is not as good, but how can we believe it? Why don't you ask the county lord to make a picture for everyone to enjoy, so that it can be real or fake? Wei Junze was unwilling to be lonely and coaxed. Some people agree with this and some people oppose it, and those who agree also want to see the painting art of the county lord of Xingcheng, and those who oppose it think that the painting of the county lord of Shanjia is already the best among the women in Jinling, and no one can compare with it, so don't look at it.

Princess Lingyi glanced at Wei Junze unhappily, and was about to let someone pull him down. Zhu Chuyu next to him suddenly stepped forward and bowed, and said: Since this is the case, please ask the county lord of Xingcheng to teach you.

Zhu Chuyu is not in a good mood, and with Yang Huiting's self-inflicted humiliation, today's matter can be successfully ended. But who knew that a Cheng Biting Jin would suddenly be nosy, and the words had already come to this point, if it was just like that, the praise she had just received because of Yang Huiting was only three points inferior. People will keep speculating whether the Lord of Star City is really inferior to her or whether he doesn't bother to compare with her at all. Zhu Chuyu is confident that Nangong Mo's painting skills are definitely inferior to herself, but she really doesn't want to offend Nangong Mo again. But when Wei Junze said this, if she didn't open her mouth, she was afraid that others would think that she was afraid of Nangong Mo.

Nangong Mo lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment before he sighed and said: So, it's ugly.

Mo'er? Xie Peihuan was a little worried. Nangong Mo smiled at him soothingly, shook his head and said that he was fine. He turned to Yang Huiting again and asked, "Miss Yang, maybe borrow your Qiu Ju diagram?"

Yang Huiting couldn't wait to immediately destroy this picture of Qiu Ju, which represented her shame and failure, and said without even looking at it: Whatever you want.

Thanks a lot. Nangong Mo smiled faintly, picked up Qiu Jutu and walked to the table on the side to unfold it, then picked up the brush and began to paint with ink. Although it was not easy for everyone to come over to disturb, they could see that Nangong Mo was continuing to paint on that Qiu Ju picture, and they were suddenly a little disappointed. Yang Huiting's Qiu Ju picture has been drawn very well, but she still lost to Zhu Chuyu. I don't believe that the county lord of Star City can paint it better, not to mention that Qiu Ju has already lost in terms of the selection of materials for the mountains and rivers. I'm afraid that this Star City County Lord is really not good at painting as she said.

Nangong Mo didn't take long, but he made the last stroke with a cup of tea, and put the pen in his hand into the pen wash next to him.

Ugly, everybody, please.

The people who were still chatting immediately rushed over, not hoping for hope, and seeing what the Lord of Star City could ruin a masterpiece into, right?

What is shown in front of everyone's eyes is no longer a cluster of autumn chrysanthemums. After the autumn chrysanthemum, there are mountains, cities, pavilions and palaces in the distance, and the magnificent ancient city palace also has the autumn chrysanthemum full of yellow and bright city. Yang Huiting's picture of Qiu Ju is still untouched on the painting, but the mountain, the city, the palace, and the chrysanthemums in the distance of Qiu Ju make the whole painting suddenly become a little more different.

In all fairness, Nangong Mo's painting skills are not as good as Yang Huiting's, but she paints the background, and the layout is ingenious, and it is not abrupt at all.

And poetry?! There is humanity.

In the upper left corner of the painting, there are several lines of clear and free grass. Nangong Mo's characters are not as good as iron paintings and silver hooks, but they are more flamboyant and chic than ordinary women's juanxiu. What's more, the women of the boudoir practice hairpins and willow books and the like, and there are very little cursive writing.

Stay until autumn comes on September 8,

After my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers are killed.

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an,

The city is full of golden armor.

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