Qiao Le's hardness caused an uproar in the audience.

Yes, Yun Jingyue is a foreign envoy and a foreign prince. Just now, he questioned Qiao Le, and no one dared to speak for Qiao Le at will, because they were all suspected of covering up.

Even if Qiao Le now proves that she has not questioned the result, no one dares to help her with half a sentence, because it will seem that they are not generous.

However, no one else can participate in this matter, but Qiao Le himself can refute it.

After all, it was she who was questioned, and it was natural for her to refute.

It's just that everyone really didn't expect that the little lord of the plague god, who usually hides when people see people and is silent, will be so angry as soon as he opens his mouth. Some officials couldn't help but applaud.

Because they, shrewd people, also saw that Prince Yun was a little unhappy that day.

Yun Jingyue: "Oh? I don't know what facts, reasoning, and superiority the county lord has put in place with the palace? ”

Holding the folding fan in his hand, Yun Jingyue tapped his left hand again and again. In this way, to relieve the anger in his heart and the embarrassment at the moment.

Yes, he was the dignified Prince of Tianyun, but today he was stopped by a woman who wanted to discuss the length with him.

If you pass it out, whether you win or lose, he may not feel good.

Because winning is bullying a woman, and it is not clever. And if you lose, it will be even more irrelevant and make people laugh.

That's right, before Qiao Le's move, he was sure to make a profit.

But now, he is stuck in the middle, and it is difficult to ride a tiger.

What kind of monster is this Qiao Le!

In his gritted teeth, Qiao Le, the monster, she spoke.

"You said, 'On painting to resemble the form, see the neighbor with the child', painting should pay attention to the artistic conception, when the words are endless and the meaning is endless, right?"

Yun Jingyue: "Naturally. ”

He could be sure that he would not be wrong in what he had said.

Qiao Le raised his eyebrows and said hello, but in the next second, he said sharply:

"Tsk, I thought that Prince Jingyue had such insight, and he must be a person who knows how to paint. But I never thought that you who claim that the freehand is superior and the realism is inferior, but you are also a person who doesn't know how to pretend to understand! ”

Yun Jingyue: "You ......"

"Don't be in a hurry to refute, according to your words, the two paintings, the snow lotus picture is better in freehand, and my lotus picking picture is also lost in freehand. In that case, can you briefly summarize my freehand, what is the difference? ”

Holding his hands on his chest, Qiao Le looked at Yun Jingyue with a smile. And Yun Jingyue also responded to her with a sneer.

Because it's okay that Qiao Le doesn't ask, as soon as he asks, he has something to play.

"County Lord, forgive this palace for being blunt. How can the tragic and proud shore of the battlefield be compared with the pastoral fun of a small family? On the one hand, there are feelings for family and country, and on the other hand, there are daily trivialities. It should be self-evident which is higher or lower. ”

"Yes, good answer!"

Qiao Le was instantly happy, and even laughed and applauded.

That's right, she knew that she was so righteous that she would definitely say this kind of answer. Because he likes to be vassal, he is a nobleman, and he likes to step on one the most.

While exalting supreme feelings, while belittleing the hard work of others.

Yes, she knew from the beginning that His Royal Highness Yun Jingyue, who was born superior to others, looked down on the pastoral life in her paintings.

The word "wild fun" says it all.

But coincidentally, she Qiao Le is still here, waiting for him.

"It turns out that in the eyes of Prince Jingyue, my paintings are idyllic and wild, and they can't be put on the table. I see, so I'm going to blame you. You didn't mean to belittle me, but you didn't understand it at all! ”

Yun Jingyue: "......"