Even if the other party's performance is rare, he admits that he underestimated the enemy before - but at this time, he believes that he has also achieved objectivity and fairness.

Zhu Xizhou's gaze repeatedly moves back and forth between the two paintings.

He took it seriously, and he didn't feel that he had lost at all.

The Zhu family has been scholarly for generations, and he began to learn painting at the age of three, which was taught by his grandfather himself.

Three years ago, he worshipped the world-famous calligraphy and painting master Fu Tingzhi as a teacher - in terms of level and skills, he is far more than several times higher than this little girl surnamed Zhang.

It's not that he's boasting.

So, where exactly did he lose?

Speaking of which, what he lost to is probably just Mr. Luo's prejudice.

As soon as the girl surnamed Zhang came in, she flattered Mr. Luo with words, and he did look much more wooden in comparison.

Zhu Xizhou sighed.

He has never known how to please his elders.

The little guy has been following him for several years, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also knows a little about his fur, and after looking at it for a while, he frowned and said: "Mr. Luo's comment is probably unfair, and it doesn't mean that everyone can see that this painting painted by my son-in-law is more delicate and attentive, just talking about this girl's painting, where is there any woodcutter's residence?" ”

Mr. Luo has forgotten what question he is, can he not?

The little guy was dissatisfied.

The land south of the Yangtze River is full of literati, and their Zhu family is even more famous in the scholarly family, and he has seen many Confucians with the old lady and the son, and he really looks down on a Luo Fu.

When he heard the last sentence of the little guy, Zhu Xizhou was suddenly stunned.

Compared with the low houses looming in the mountains, Zhang Meishou's painting has only deep mountain paths and dense mountain forests.

The woodcutter in his painting is chopping wood, and the woodcutter in her painting is ...... But he carried a load of water on the trail and walked deep into the forest.

Zhu Xizhou stared at the flat pole for a long time.

At this time, Zhang Meishou also came over and took a look at the one he painted.

Not to mention character, just one point - this champion Lang, who was handpicked on the palace test in the early years of Zhu Youzhang's accession to the throne, has really worked hard since he was a child.

Of course, this is inseparable from the unique conditions and environment in which it was born.

The Zhu family tried their best to cultivate and guide this only son-in-law, and he couldn't think of it, and I was afraid that it would be difficult.

It's just that it has become, but I haven't learned how to behave.

has no intention of Wanxi, and knows that Wanxi has a deep affection for him, so he shouldn't have agreed to this family affair in the first place, and even if he agreed, he shouldn't even give Wanxi the dignity that a wife should have, and let such a good girl be tortured to the point of incompleteness, until she withered in resentment.

"It's the juniors who lose."

Zhu Xizhou finally opened his mouth, and his expression was a little complicated.

He lost alone in the word "hidden".

Although he felt unwilling to accept this result, he could only admit it.

The little guy was confused and anxious.

How could his son-in-law lose?

"Childe...... It's clear that you draw better. ”

"Shut up." Zhu Xizhou looked at him and frowned: "A clever victory is also a victory, and a loss is a loss." ”

Zhang Meishou sneered silently when he heard it.

This seems to be willing to gamble and lose, but it is secretly dissatisfied - admitting defeat and not forgetting to emphasize that she just won by chance.

Under the upbringing, there is a young conceit hidden in the end.

"Qiaosheng? You lost from the idea, how can you say that others just win by chance? Luo Fu's voice came, and he sighed meaninglessly: "If this female doll is just a coincidental victory, then compared to her, you are only fortunate to have a few good masters to guide you." According to your words, even if you win, will people be able to say that you are not victorious? ”

"In this case, you will lose more than just a painting, I am afraid that you will have to fill in the grace completely? From the perspective of painting, it is not surprising that you have completely lost your idea. ”

"If you are not convinced, even if you change the topic and compare again, I dare to assert that you will still lose."

Zhang Meishou: "? ”

Is she so good?

Father, why didn't you discover your daughter's talent in your previous life, otherwise, I am afraid that there will be a second prodigy in Xiao Yongfang, the one who beats Brother Bo An and despises the sister of the Qin family!

Ah Li was surprised to hear this.

This Mr. Luo, how did she say what she wanted to say but didn't know how to express it?

And that's a nice thing to say!

It seems that this is the benefit of reading a lot, right?

She has decided to worship this gentleman!

Luo Fu's words were very straightforward, which made Zhu Xizhou's face red and white for a while, and he felt that he couldn't get off the stage.

Since he was a child, he has lived a life of stars holding the moon, and he has never been ridiculed like this.

His pride made him want to turn around and leave, but he knew the purpose of this trip, so he could only whisper in a teachable tone for a while: "Sir has taught you a lesson, it is a junior...... It's narrow-minded. ”

The little guy's face was also extremely ugly when he heard this.

Ah Li raised her eyebrows and snorted softly in his direction.

I just said that I want you to go back, I have to stay and humiliate myself, and now I know that it is not good to be taught to be a man, right?

"Master Zhu, please." The servant said again.

Zhu Xizhou didn't say much, and turned around and walked out of the room with the servant.

It's just that he stood outside, and he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

Zhang Meishou has been invited to the inner room.

Luo Fu sat up straight from the Luohan bed and looked at Zhang Meishou who was saluting in front of him.

Zhang Meishou also looked at him.

The four looked at each other, and both of them were stunned.

Zhang Meishou was stunned - she had seen it bald, but it was the first time she had seen it to such an extent.

I'm sorry, but I just subconsciously made an objective evaluation, and I didn't mean to make fun of it.

She calmly withdrew her gaze.

Ah Li was immediately relieved.

No wonder he speaks so nicely, he turns out to be a very smart character.

"Girl doll, have we seen each other somewhere?" Luo Fu asked suspiciously.

Zhang Meishou was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Mr. should be mistaken, the younger generation has not been to Suzhou Mansion before."

"Really?" Luo Fu frowned.

Then, he subconsciously touched the stubborn and lonely hairs on the top of his cold head.

Can't think about it anymore, waste your hair.

"You said you came all the way to ask for a painting? Have you seen my paintings in the capital? He cut to the chase.

He is so famous in the capital, and the range of admirers is so wide-under the shroud of his talent, even the family of his young daughter has not been spared?

"It's not a secret, the younger generation is actually asking for others. I have a good friend who admires him very much. ”

Luo Fu: "...... Oh. ”

It's really a disappointing female doll, where did the slapping energy go at the beginning?

Seeing that it was about to arrive, he didn't consider his feelings like this.

"Poria, take the painting."

Luo Fu waved his hand at the servant.

The servant responded, took the painting, and sent it to Zhang Meishou.

Zhang Meishou: "......"

Or how can I say that I was forced to open a business for the sake of my livelihood, and look how well prepared this is.

And this painting has been framed, and it is still the most inferior painting scroll...... I don't know what year or month it was painted, and how long it has been hanging on the wall of my house.

Zhang Meishou and A Li unfolded the picture scroll.

Zhang Meishou's eyes were slightly bright.