After a while, the people of Wanxinglou sent Jiang Xiaonian's painting upstairs and hung it above the hall of Wanxinglou, but it was hung relatively high, so that the dust master on the fourth floor could see it.

All the paintings and calligraphy works are displayed in this way for the master of the dust whisk.

Those who are eliminated are lowered with ropes and returned to their masters.

Because when he put it down, he had to pass through the third and second floors, and Jiang Xiaonian also appreciated other people's works by the way.

Some of the works she thought were very good were actually put down, which made her doubt the taste of the dust master.

Of course, it's more of that kind of indiscriminate work.

One by one, the works were put down, and Jiang Xiaonian saw many people with lost expressions.

She looked up at her painting through the window, still hanging high in the air, unmoving.

She was overjoyed that Master Dust might have taken a fancy to her paintings and pointed her to an opportunity.

I don't know if this opportunity can have specific requirements, such as when will it be able to return to modern times?

The people below who played the piano and broke the chessboard endgame all stopped one after another and shook their heads in disappointment.

At this time, only a few works are still hanging in the air, and one is landed every once in a while.

The prince came prepared this time, and there were two famous talents in his room, one was Gu Xiang, a talented man from Nanshan who was known as a poet, and the other was Xiao Qingming, a Danqing master who was second only to the world's painting of Shengqing bamboo.

They were all hired by the crown prince with a lot of money, and as long as any of their works fell into the eyes of the dust master, this opportunity to meet them would be left to him.

He's determined to succeed this time.

When he came in before, he was so loud that many people saw him swaggering upstairs, followed by legendary figures.

If someone else takes this opportunity away this time, it is estimated that it will make people laugh out of their big teeth.

At this moment, Gu Xiang's poems and Xiao Qingming's paintings are still hanging in the sky.

As one work after another landed, only four works remained in the air.

Of course, Jiang Xiaonian's is still on top, and the works of Gu Xiang and Xiao Qingming are also juxtaposed.

The remaining one is Jiang Wei's calligraphy work.

The four works landed at the same time and landed between the second floors, so that people from the first to the third floors could see them.

When Jiang Xiaonian saw his brother's work, he pointed to it excitedly and said, "Look, it's my brother's!" ”

Liang Yuanxuan and Shu An'an leaned over to take a look, the calligraphy on it was vigorous and powerful, quite stylish, not at all like a fourteen-year-old boy could write, and the strict apprentice really lived up to his reputation.

Xiao Jinhe looked at her excited expression, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "You only see your brother's so happy, don't you see your own?" ”

Jiang Xiaonian said shamelessly: "Mine has no suspense, I will definitely be able to enter the eyes of the dust master, of course there are no surprises." ”

Xiao Jinhe smiled: "The skin is so thick. ”

The two of them didn't talk much, Liang Yuanxuan and Shu An'an were by the other window, watching the movement below seriously, and naturally they didn't hear them talking.

And when Jiang Xiaonian was painting, they didn't pay attention to it at all, and they didn't know that the painting in front of them signed Wushuang was Jiang Xiaonian's work.

The eyes of the people upstairs and downstairs all fell on these four works, and many people were excited when they saw the works of Gu Xiang and Xiao Qingming, and pointed to them: "Gu Dacai and Xiao Huasheng are actually here, this year's Shangyuan Festival is really lively!" ”

"yes, it's a great honor to see their work in person!"

The corners of the prince's mouth on the third floor were slightly hooked, and he looked at the two people beside him with a smug face, revealing a satisfied smile.

"But if you look at that calligraphy work, it is done in one go, and there is no lack of vigor, which can be called a masterpiece in calligraphy!"

"I don't have a good eye, can any of you see the signature on it?"

"It seems to be called Jiang Wei, I haven't heard of it."

"Jiang Wei? Isn't it the personal disciple of the Yan Gu Great Confucian? I've heard of it. ”

"It was him! Sure enough, it lives up to its name! ”

Hearing the discussion below, Jiang Wei showed a shy smile in the room next to Jiang Xiaonian.

Yan Gu was also very satisfied with his performance, and his disciples could not be ashamed.

After reading the others, everyone turned their eyes to Jiang Xiaonian's painting.

"This style of painting, this touch, the atmosphere is delicate and delicate, and the most eye-catching part of tonight's night scene is vividly presented."

"Yes, look at the characters and lanterns, although they are only a few simple strokes, they show the prosperity of my capital."

"The composition is also very good, the colors are used just right, although it is black as the base, the whole painting is colorful, as if walking in this alley of lights."

Everyone seemed more interested in Mushuang's paintings.

Yan Gu's eyes lit up when he looked at the painting in front of him, stroked the goat's whiskers on his chin and said, "It's really good, I don't know which famous artist it is?" ”

After that, he turned his head and said to Liang Qingyin: "Speaking of which, this painting is a bit of your style, but it is not necessarily, I see, in a few years, you will probably be compared." ”

Liang Qingyin laughed and said, "Do you understand that a famous teacher is a high-level apprentice?" Even if I am compared, I am happy. ”

Yan Gu listened to what he said, pondered it carefully, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he looked at the painting carefully, and asked Jiang Weidao: "Jinyu, do you know who this painting came from?" ”

Jinyu is the name he helped Jiang Wei take, and the literati are good at this.

Jiang Wei smiled and said, "Wushuang is my sister." ”

Yan Gu took a deep breath, and sure enough, it was her.

I didn't expect her to be able to draw such a realm of Danqing at such a young age.

The afterlife is terrifying!

The people downstairs were chattering about who Wushuang was, and the discussion came and went, but there was no result.

I had never heard of this man's name before.

However, since today, the name of Wushuang has officially entered the scope of famous artists.

After all, his work hangs alongside two other famous artists here, and it is recognized by most people.

But the right minister Lin Zhengchu stared at this painting and was thinking about something.

The brushstrokes and techniques of this painting are a bit familiar.

It didn't take long for the boss of Wanxinglou to run out very excitedly, standing on the high piano platform and shouting: "Everyone is quiet, everyone is quiet!" Master Whisk will select a destined person from among these four people later, and he can get a chance to guide him, maybe a lifetime of creation is here, are you excited, don't you look forward to it?! ”

Everyone watched him sing on stage, indifferent.

When the time comes, it won't be them, excited to be a yarn......

The boss of Wanxinglou looked at the cold scene below, and he was not embarrassed, and continued to bounce on the stage.

Just as he was halfway through, one of the paintings slowly rose again, passing by the boss of Wanxinglou.

In this way, everyone at the bottom was finally moved, all excited, staring closely at the rising works, which means that the destined person has been selected!

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