Su Qian's body slowly turned to the direction of Xiangyu, bowed down to Xiangyu solemnly, and said respectfully: "Young Master Yu, the grass people didn't mean to borrow your name, but the grass people wanted to ask the girl for an answer, and in a hurry, they accidentally offended you, and I ask you to forgive the grass people for their rude crimes." ”

His words are sincere, and they do not seem to be false.

After being quiet for a long time, Xiangyu lazily lifted his eyelids, looked at him, and after looking at him slightly, he took it back.

"Since this Mr. Su has picked you, you can just say it, and it will not be in vain for him to work hard. Xiangyu said to the sleeping fence.

Mian Liang was stunned for a moment, and the son really asked her to say it.

Even so, Mian Li no longer refused, took the painting from Su Qian's hand, and looked at it carefully.

Han Yunguo painted a picture of a nobleman's travel, Han Yu painted a picture of a crane volley, and both of them took a scene of Jiqi Mountain and put it in the painting.

In the travel map of the nobles, on the official road in the Jiqi Mountain, the green shade on both sides is dense, the kingfisher is singing, the luxurious cars are marching between the roads, surrounded by people, there are both solemn-looking soldiers and servants, holding a cold gun in the hand, and there are ladies with gorgeous clothes and wide sleeves, graceful bodies, and scarlet cheeks.

The picture is magnificent and majestic, perfectly outlining the extravagance of the clan's travel.

However, as Hongru, who was the first to speak, said, this picture is indeed imposing and profound, but because the connection between the glyph and the painting is not natural and smooth, the painting is more than gorgeous, but it is not vivid enough, and it lacks some charm.

And the crane volley map of the cold fishery, choose a scene on the top of the mountain of Jiqi, a corner of the lonely peak if the Buddha's hand, the green water of the mountains, the pavilion stands in the sky, a red-topped crane touches the top of the pavilion with one foot, it is in the sky, it is in the sky, it is between the white clouds and the blue sky, the clouds and mist are all around, such as the fairyland.

The blank space is just right, the proportions are moderate, and the arc of each character is outlined just right with different glyphs, which is vividly displayed.

Unfortunately, the glyphs are so clumsy that on closer inspection, the painting is slightly rough and lacks subtlety.

Although the art of controlling words is made by the sleeping fence, she is not proficient in the appreciation of human characters and paintings, and she has only come to the same conclusion as the previous Hongru -

The two paintings are of equal quality and are both good works.

However, in comparison, she still prefers the paintings made by Hanyu.

According to personal preference, Mian Liang opened his mouth to say the answer, but at this moment, Xiangyu's body on the side suddenly moved, and then a faint light from Xiangyu's inky eyes had settled on Mian Li's face.

The sound of the sleeping fence was paused.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and several waves of thought had already swayed in Mian Li's heart.

Childe's eyes were clearly meaningful, he wanted to remind himself of something.

Puzzled, his mind raced through the chaos, only following the faint fragment of light.

Almost instantly, when Mian Li's eyes moved to a mountain fruit that Xiangyu was playing with in her hand, her eyes suddenly lit up and she realized.

If she answered that it was Han Yu, she would offend the patriarch of the Han clan, including the Great Han clan.

If she answered that it was Han Yunguo, she would offend the other two Han clan descendants of the Second Han Clan and the Third Han Clan.

Mian Li's internal turmoil within the Han Clan has never been known, and the reason why she can come to this conclusion is also by looking at the other party's eyes and subtle fluctuations in breath.

The expression on Er Han's face was always weak and deceitful, but the aura of her popularity revealed her true thoughts.

After all, it was about the glory of her son, how could she not care at all, although she didn't dare to compete with the other two Han clan ladies, but she prayed in her heart that Han Yu could win.

As for the Sanhan clan, her thoughts of fighting and winning are all written on one face, blatant and without scruples.

The Da Han clan obeys etiquette and morality, the Han clan has always been famous and virtuous on the high case, proud of its profound heritage, and the Da Han clan is a model among the clan women, with a quiet face, and the weakness and ambition that are deliberately hidden are all forced under her delicate skin and jewels.

After being reminded by the son, she noticed that something was wrong, and when she saw the mountain and wild fruit, she suddenly realized.

The mountain and wild fruits placed on Xiangyu's table today are the two plates that she handed over to Gongzi for the people of the Han Mansion yesterday, from the Da Han clan and the Sanhan clan.

This reminded her that when she sent the fruit back to Yuningju yesterday, she heard a little maid girl jokingly chatting about the dispute between the Sanhan clan and the Da Han clan when they took a fancy to the wild fruit on the roadside during the journey.

At this time, the difference between Hanyu and Hanyun is imminent.

Mian Li's eyes flickered, and he looked at Su Qian, who was looking at him lightly.

This Su Qian wants to be hated by the people of the Han clan.

It turned out that he was playing with this idea.

Mian Liang smiled on his face and said to Su Qian: "I was born only as a ghost in the countryside, and I really don't know much about paintings. ”

As she spoke, she looked down at the two paintings in her hand and continued: "The characters of the eldest prince of Han are smooth, the pen power is just right, and the glyphs have their own style, but there are few things to be picky. ”

"Although the pen power of the second son of Han is not good, but the font is a school of its own, with Kai, seal, and subordinate to the three of the fusion, but it has never been seen before, it is really new. ”

"Yes, in my humble opinion, the words in the paintings of the two sons have their own merits and are comparable. ”

Her "comparable" and Xiangyu's "almost the same" are really similar.

Su Qian seemed to be smiling.

Sure enough, what kind of master there is, what kind of slave there is.

This sacrifice, the ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense is really not shallow.

"To have such a unique opinion, the sleeping fence girl is worthy of being a ghost trained by the jade boy, but in every round of the student association, there can only be one winner, this person, who does the sleeping fence girl think?"

Step by step, it's really pestering!

Mian Liang secretly complained to himself, why did Gongzi let himself answer when he knew the trap in Su Qian's question?

She was at a loss for a moment, scratching her head a little anxiously, her eyes were uncontrollably looking back and forth, and when she looked at the nobles' seat, she found that most of them were smiling gloatingly.

There is only one person......

Mian Liang saw that the third prince was looking at him with a trace of worry in his eyes.

The tangled lump of paste in the hedge of the hedge seemed to be injected into a basin of water in an instant, and when it was mixed again, it became less sticky and annoying, and began to have layers.

She gradually calmed down, and soon had an idea.

"If the two nobles don't bother, why don't you make another word and draw?" said Mian Liang with a smile.