Xie Yuanniang is not worried about being splashed with dirty water, she has the ability to wash herself for a while.

But she didn't want to be involved with Gu Tingzhi, and when she heard that she was being pulled together with Gu Tingzhi again, her face turned cold in an instant.

"Shizi said cautiously, how dare I compare my painting style with Lan Xiang's layman, as for saying that I am a disciple, I have just been instructed one or two, where do I dare to call myself a disciple? Not to mention that Miss Xie Er is a woman in the boudoir, such words are detrimental to Miss Xie's reputation. Gu Tingzhi strode over with a serious expression.

dared to say it directly in public, that is, Gu Tingzhi.

He is handsome and extraordinary, the son of the general of Zhenguo, Gu Erye is his own uncle, and this identity is the future son-in-law in the eyes of the nobles in Jinling City.

Song Nanronggui is the county lord, and he is in his prime, and he naturally admires Gu Tingzhi in his heart, but when he heard his words, his smile was slightly stagnant, and he pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips rose again.

Xie Yuanniang didn't thank Gu Tingzhi.

I just feel that this person is empty, too empty.

Song Shizi said with a smile, "Today, I know that Lan Xiang has another work, and I said the wrong thing when I was excited, and I said it wrong." ”

At the same time, he handed Melantu to Gu Tingzhi's eyes, "Tingzhi, take a look." ”

Gu Tingzhi didn't care about it originally, but when his eyes fell on the painting, his expression was stunned, and there was a rare look of surprise on his handsome cheeks.

Everyone kept staring at his face, and they didn't miss the change in the expression on his face.

Song Huairong was proud, "You have always been talented, I know that you have copied many paintings of Lan Xiang Jushi on weekdays, and today I saw the paintings of Miss Xie Er, and I was also shocked in my heart." ”

Gu Tingzhi and Song Huairong are good friends.

Song Huairong knew something about his private affairs, and at this time, Song Huairong said these things in such a scene, which made Gu Tingzhi very unhappy.

He said, "I'm just idle to pass the time, today is the poetry competition, the results of the evaluation have been released, let's tell you the results first." ”

"The results have come out, and it is not enough for a while, but it is the work of Lan Xiang, which makes people can't help but want to watch it." Song Huairong looked up at Xie Yuanniang, and didn't plan to stop there, "Second girl, I don't know when it will be convenient for everyone to disturb one or two?" ”

Gu Tingzhi wrinkled his eyebrows, and his eyes also fell on Xie Yuanniang's body, although Jinling Shuangshu was famous, and he was friendly with Xie Yuanniang's brother, he never paid attention to Xie Yuanniang.

The little girl is delicate, but she has a faint girlish posture, with the winning and weak of a Jiangnan woman, with a bright and incompatible face, but it does not make people feel awkward, but the two beauties are stacked together, making it impossible to tell whether the person in front of you is real or false, or illusory.

Song Huairong set up a set today, so naturally he didn't want to just forget it, and his words took everyone with him, and everyone naturally stood on the side of the county king's mansion, so his eyes fell on Xie Yuanniang again.

attracted much attention, Song Huairong looked at the calm Xie Yuanniang, and also wanted to see how long she could hold on.

The young man who was rescued by Xie Yuanniang among the male guests, his hand under his sleeve slowly clenched.

The people who came to the banquet today are not ordinary people, and there is still something I don't understand at this time.

There are only five pairs of works in the world, and everyone knows whose hands they have fallen into, which is enough to see the preciousness of the works of the Lan Xiang, if there are not a few people who paint, another reason why the works of the Lan Xiang monks can make the world so precious is that no one knows where the Lan Xiang monks are sacred.

With a mysterious color, the Lanxiang layman, coupled with the top-notch paintings, is naturally touted by the world.

Xie Yuanniang didn't say a word.

Song Shizi deduced in a few words that there was a painting of Lan Xiang in Xie Mansion, which was too certain.

In the end, the conversation turned to Gu Tingzhi's copying of Lan Xiang's paintings, and Gu Tingzhi was instructed by Lan Xiang.

Then the result will come out, if there are no paintings of Lan Xiang in the Xie Mansion, wouldn't this reflect Xie Yuanniang's love for Gu Tingzhi and copy Gu Tingzhi's paintings?

More than half of the people in the crowd had already thought of this, but they didn't understand, why did the county king's mansion keep holding on to Xie Yuanniang today?

Xie Yuanniang twisted the red coral wrapped around the other with one hand, and Gu Tingzhi, who was standing beside Song's body, glanced at it.

The originally white hands, with the red coral hands, coupled with the gentle grinding movements, the simple and ordinary movements actually make people a little nostalgic.

He retracted his gaze lightly, his mind was a little confused, and the same action made him seem to see the uncle sitting there indifferently, which was actually somewhat similar.

Xie Yuanniang's voice was as bright and vibrant as her person, "There is also a painting of Lan Xiang in the county king's mansion, can the prince let people compare it with my Mo Lan now?" ”

"Second girl, what is the purpose of this?" Song Shizi asked.

Everyone also listened attentively, and Yang Zhaodi in the crowd shouted directly, "Xie Er, if there is a painting of Lan Xiang in Xie Mansion, you can just say it directly, not to mention these things." ”

Yang Zhaodi also wanted to say that she was pulled by Yang Yueqing beside her, so she obediently closed her mouth.

"What do I mean, doesn't the prince just know when he brings the painting?" Xie Yuanniang said, "Or does the prince find it inconvenient?" ”

"What's so inconvenient about that?" Song Shizi directly called someone to come over and get the painting.

The next person is clever, go to come back quickly, but when he comes, the painting is held by the Tao manager, it can be seen that the gold of this painting, the table has been placed, the painting of the orchid is opened, it is a double hook orchid picture, there is a yellow butterfly on the black and white ink orchid, the whole painting is lush and uses less ink, but the flower bones of the orchid are vividly outlined.

Everyone also sighed that Lan Xiang deserved to be everyone.

Xie Yuanniang's Mo Lan picture is also spread out to the side, the two paintings are compared together, at first glance it makes people give birth to the work of one person, although one is a double-hook orchid picture, the other is the style of ink painting, but the fine comparison of the painting method and structure can not distinguish the painting style of two people.

People who paint orchids all know that "Jiao Feng Eye" and "Broken Phoenix Eye" say, Jiao Feng Eye is the intersection of the first stroke and the second stroke, the third stroke is inserted from the first and second strokes to break the phoenix eye, the painting method of the orchid leaf is endless, or straight or curved and changeable, and the pen and pen should be connected with the qi vein.

Everyone's faces slowly changed, and their eyes looking at Xie Yuanniang also changed, with stunned, doubtful and confused.

Gu Tingzhi was shocked.

"This.... This is all from the hands of the Lan Xiang layman? "Little Lord Jiang is in the period of voice change, his voice is like a broken erhu, a little harsh, "Xie Er is a monk of Lan Xiang?" ”

The first gentleman in Jinling can see it, how can everyone present not see it.