Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Crown Princess Compares Paintings

Wen Hao saw that Wen Shiran actually refuted Xiao Yuning in public, and was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly shouted: "Shiran, don't be presumptuous!" ”

Xiao Yuning didn't expect Wen Shiran to reply like this, he has always had a unique vision and insight into people's hearts, so he naturally noticed the strangeness in Wen Shiran's eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but show a little playfulness.

Wen Shiran was not afraid of Wen Hao's reprimand, but smiled: "Why is my father so restrained? Today is a peony event, poetry and painting are elegant things, and Shiran, as a woman in the boudoir, has admired the princess for a long time, but she just wants to ask the princess for advice, presumably His Royal Highness will not blame Shiran. ”

Wen Shiran replied skillfully, not only putting on a high hat for Xiao Yuning, so that he would not be able to speak out again, but also pointed out that this was a consultation between women, so that others could not say more.

Wen Shiran saw that everyone was dumbfounded for a while, so he walked in front of Feng Qingxu with a smile and said: "Since the crown princess is a disciple of Mr. Lin, she must be very good at poetry and painting. ”

Saying that, Wen Shiran didn't wait for the wind to refuse, and with a wave of her hand, the servant in the house stepped forward to remove the peony picture behind her, re-laid out a blank paper, and quickly retreated after placing the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone one by one.

Feng Qingxu saw this scene and knew that Shi Dye was prepared, and the peony picture in this pavilion was just an introduction, but the purpose was to ask her to paint on the spot, and then make a fool of herself.

Since Wen Shiran knew that she was a disciple of Lin Ruoxu who dreamed of returning to the city, she must know that dreaming of returning to the city was heavy on martial arts and light on literature, and her attainments in literature must not be high.

And the last time Yang Xiaohan tried to recite scriptures with her, it has now spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and Wen Shiran naturally knows that she has an amazing memory, so she can only choose some talents that she has never made public and Wen Shiran herself is very good at to suppress her.

The peony picture in front of you is well-made, it is obviously a work of poetry, and this peony picture is very suitable for the occasion today, but it is even more difficult to compare.

It's just that Feng Qingxu still didn't understand where she offended Wen Shiran, and let her go to such great lengths to target her in front of everyone.

Wen Shiran is a woman from an official family, and she must know that Xiao Yuning is very fond of Feng Qingfu, but in her actions, she obviously doesn't care much about Xiao Yuning's feelings, is she instructed by others?

Wen Shiran saw that everything was ready, so she looked at Feng Qingxu with burning eyes, and said, "The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all ready, please give the princess advice." ”

Feng Qingxu pondered for a moment and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is right, the people who dream of returning to the city have always valued martial arts and light literature, and I really don't know how to write poems and paintings in the Tianyuan Dynasty." ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, obviously not expecting Feng Qingxu to say their shortcomings so bluntly.

Feng Qingxu said again: "Miss Wen, why don't you and I try to recite poems and songs?" ”

When Wen Shiran heard it, he said vigilantly: "Everyone in the capital knows that the princess is well-read and has an excellent memory, and the poetry is incomparable, isn't the princess joking?" ”

Feng Qingxu thought for a while and said, "What if you try to sing and dance?" ”

Wen Shiran snorted coldly in his heart, and said: "On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve of the crown princess, a sword dance amazed the four seats, the poetry dyeing skills are not as good as people, dare not be ugly, please the crown princess or don't embarrass the poetry." ”

Feng Qingxu continued to ask, "How is the chess skills?" I've got a little bit of that. ”

Wen Shiran quickly shook his head and said: "Chess skills need people who play chess to calm down and deliberate repeatedly, and it is still not necessary for the house to be so lively today, right?" ”

"If you don't shoot arrows......

"Crown Princess!" Wen Shiran was a little impatient, but he pretended to be very respectful on his face, "What you said, if Shiran is lucky, you can ask for advice one by one in the future, and I ask the princess not to shirk it today." ”

Feng Qingxu said lightly: "But the poetry and painting style of the Tianyuan Dynasty, I have never learned, besides, looking at the skill of the painting in front of me, Miss Wen must have started to learn painting since she was a child, and she is talented, and she has studied hard to reach such a perfect point, if Miss Wen wants me to paint in the poetry and painting style of the Tianyuan Dynasty, isn't it also embarrassing me?" ”

When he heard the poem, he immediately said generously: "Then the princess will use the style of dreaming back to the city to paint, and the poem has also made it clear that the princess is invited to paint just to ask for advice, not a competition, the poem is so sincere, I believe that the poem and painting of the princess who dreamed of returning to the city will definitely feast your eyes." ”

Feng Qingxu saw that all her proposals were rejected, and Wen Shiran was so insistent, she couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said, "So it seems that Miss Wen must make me ugly today?" ”

Wen Shiran saw that the wind was light and compromised, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Everyone present today is an elegant person, the truth of the first and the second is still understood, poetry and painting are elegant things, not necessarily compared to the high, the poetry and the jade are thrown today, just to let you see if the wind and moon that dream of returning to the city are as elegant as the Tianyuan Dynasty." ”

Wen Shiran not only wanted to be ugly in the wind, but also mentioned "dreaming back to the city" again and again, obviously leaving Xiao Yuning and the Tianyuan Dynasty aside, even if the wind was ugly, it was not as good as the dream of returning to the city, and it had nothing to do with the Tianyuan Dynasty and the crown prince Xiao Yuning.

Xiao Yuning saw that the wind was light and the wind was light, and he already had a plan in his heart, and he didn't know what bad idea this ghost girl was thinking in his heart, so he didn't say anything to stop it, but only looked at Feng Qingxu dotingly, and also looked forward to how Feng Qingfu would deal with the tricky Wen Shiran next.

Feng Qingxu secretly felt funny in her heart, she had just seen Wen Shiran's thoughts, but she pretended to refuse, and led her into her trap step by step, and now seeing that she was willing to agree to paint in the style of dreaming back to the city, she knew that her goal had been achieved, so she no longer refused.

Feng Qingxu pretended to be helpless and said: "Okay, although I am greedy for fun, I have never studied painting seriously, and I haven't even learned the fur of my master's painting art, but Miss Wen invited me so kindly, I was disrespectful." ”

Wen Shiran finally compromised when he saw the wind and light, and he was overjoyed, and said: "Although the princess paints, if she has any requirements for paints, brushes, etc., Shiran will meet ......"

Hearing that Shiran was so cooperative, Feng Qingxu couldn't hold back a smile, nodded, and said, "Since Miss Wen wants me to paint in the style of dreaming back to the city, then I do have a small request." ”

"What requirements?" Wen Shiran couldn't wait to ask.

Feng Qingxu did not answer, but the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a little white teeth, bright and swaying, Bai Sensen, only smiled at her, and said, "Offended!" ”

Wen Shiran suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, but before she could react, she saw Feng Qingxu pick up a cup of cold tea on the table, and splashed it on her......