Amid the coughing of the king of Nan'an, Prince Yu asked, "Who do you think is better?" ”

Both paintings are excellent works, but the style of painting is different, and it is really difficult to judge which is higher and which is lower.

But in his selfish heart, Prince Yu's son is more inclined to Su Chong.

He likes the pride and ambition in Su Chong's paintings, and the heroism and uninhibition in his swaying.

Prince Yu threw the problem to everyone, but everyone has not come to their senses.

Hou Shizi of Wu'an was the first to shout, "Is this still worth comparing?" ”

"Of course, the prince of Chongguo is better!"

Chu Shun looked at him, "Are you blind?" ”

Wu'an Hou Shizi's face sank.

Chu Shun and the others felt that Su Chong's paintings were better.

Hou Shizi of Wu'an felt that the painting skills of Chongguo Gongshi were higher.

Each insists on one another, and does not give in to each other.

Prince Yu didn't know what to do.

The two paintings were sent to the hands of Prince Yu and Princess Yu, as well as several noble ladies, all of whom were difficult to judge.

And then—

Su Jin was shot while sitting.

When the gun came, she was nibbling on red bean cake.

Xie Jinyu stood up and said, "I didn't expect the eldest young master of the Dongxiang Hou Mansion to hide it so deeply, and I think my sister-in-law will do the same." ”

"Since these two paintings are indistinguishable from each other, why not let each sister add an inscription and compare them again?"

Xie Jinyu's proposal was unanimously agreed.

Shangguan Feng'er had already stood up.

Looking at the pastry in Su Jin's hand, Su Chong raised his hand to support his forehead.

Does he want to throw in the towel?

He really didn't want to see his sister painting the title: The mountains are so high, and there are fish in the water.

Shangguan Feng'er was already standing on the test platform and looked at Su Jin defiantly.

What can Su Jin do?

I can only fight.

She put down the pastry and walked up to the test stand.

Looking at Su Chong's painting, Su Jin asked, "Do you have to write the inscription poem yourself?" ”

If you have to write it yourself.

She took the initiative to admit defeat, so as not to spoil her eldest brother's painting.

"You don't have to write it yourself," Prince Yu said.

"As long as it fits the painting, it doesn't hurt to use the verses of the ancients."

"That's good," Su Jin said reassuringly.

As soon as she put her heart down, the heart-piercing one came.

"Do you know someone else's verse?" Su Chong looked surprised.

Su Jin, "....... ”

It's her eldest brother, as for looking down on her so much?

But she also underestimated him.

A bandit who can paint without losing to the prince of Chongguo has already won.

And it won beautifully.

A touch of contempt flashed in Shangguan Feng'er's eyes, and she inscribed a poem on the painting:

The water overflows the hibiscus swamp, and the flowers fly peach and plum.

Su Jin picked up the pen and also drew the pen and walked the dragon snake:

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Su Chong, "......!!! ”

"Good writing!" Prince Yu blurted out admiration.

Su Jin smiled modestly.

Famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages, can they be not good for writing?

Shangguan Feng's angry face turned purple.

"Little sister, I didn't hold my eldest brother back, did I?" Su Jin said with a smile.

"The momentum of poetry is far above the painting," Su Chong said.

"Whose poem is this?" He was curious.

Not only Su Chong was curious, but also Prince Yu's son, and others.

Su Jin only smiled silently.

And then—

Xie Jingchen finally carried a good pot after carrying N black pots for Su Jin.

Everyone misunderstood that Su Jin's poems were his.

Su Jin knew that he had misunderstood.

But she didn't explain.

Such a misunderstanding is good, and the province explains who made this verse.

Xie Jinyu sat there, smoke rising above his head.

Originally, the prince of Chongguo and Su Chong could have a draw, not losing or winning.

After her proposal.

Su Jin blended in.

The prince of Chongguo lost.

Although Su Jin's poems were not made by himself, neither were the poems inscribed by Shangguan Feng'er.

Losing to Su Jin, Shangguan Feng'er was gloomy.

However, Xie Jinyu, who proposed it, was glared at by Shangguan Feng'er twice.

Who the hell is she helping?

Why is her side always dragging her feet?!

Princess Shouning caused Baihualou to be seized.

She hurt her shamelessly!

I'm really going to be by them.

Kindly helped the prince of Chongguo, but he had no ability, but he blamed her, and Xie Jinyu was also a little unhappy.

Comparing paintings, Su Chongsheng.

Next, try to play the piano.

If the prince of Chongguo doesn't win, then he will lose miserably.

However, Fuqin was chosen by the prince of Chongguo, and he had a good chance of winning.

In addition to Su Jin, he maintained a wait-and-see attitude.

Xing'er is determined that her eldest young master will win.

That's what everybody thinks.

However, the truth is a slap in the face.

Su Chongxuan's painting narrowly won the prince of Chongguo.

Fuqin, that's a sure win.

The piano of the prince of Chongguo is lingering and compassionate, and the music is composed of children's affection.

Su Chong's piano sound, like his painting, was majestic, with a cold atmosphere, sweeping thousands of troops on the battlefield, beheading soldiers and capturing generals, and killing the prince of Chongguo without leaving a piece of armor.

Before the rise and fall of the country, what is the love of children?

The face of the prince of Chongguo was green and black.

Su Chong sat back at the table.

Chu Shun looked at him in unison.

"Brother Su, you are too unkind," Nan'an Jun Wang said.

"You're too hidden, aren't you?"

"You didn't ask me," Su Chong poured himself wine.

“……。”

Several people were dumbfounded.

It's not that they don't ask.

They really take it for granted.

Who would have thought that being a bandit would require both civil and military skills?

Chu Shun looked at Su Chong, "Are your Qingyun Mountain's requirements for being bandits too high?" ”

The sister-in-law has excellent medical skills.

Brother Su is both civil and military.

On the other hand, these children of these families hang their children and fight cocks and walk dogs......

I'm ashamed of myself.

Su Chong drank the wine and said wistfully, "Who knows what my father thinks?" ”

"I was locked up in the mountains all day, learning this and that, my sister and I protested."

"My sister succeeded, I failed."

“……。”

"Why?" Hou Shizi of Beining asked.

Su Chong glanced at him.

Don't ask him why.

No one wants to know why more than he does.

My sister cried twice, and my father relented.

If she didn't eat, her father was afraid that she would starve.

He concocted it the same way.

He cried twice and put his palms on the board.

He doesn't eat, it's a few hungry meals and he doesn't die.

Su Chong's words attracted Chu Shun's sympathy, but they failed to dispel their curiosity.

And in the end, one by one, they not only accepted the sympathy, but they couldn't wait to stomp Su Chong on the ground to vent their anger.

Because Su Chong said, "Although I have learned a lot, fortunately, I am very talented, and these things can be learned casually." ”

Learn casually –

Just, yes, yes!

It's true.

I want to beat him to death!

After the episode just now, the lotus feast is still the same.

It's just that with Su Chong, the bandit Zhuyu, in front, the children of other families and everyone are overshadowed.

In these years, even the bandits have become both civil and military.

What is there to worry about these children of a family who were born with a golden key and do not have to worry about food and clothing?

And people are not only both civil and military, but also very modest.

Chu Shun, Nan'an Junwang, Beining Hou Shizi, Dingguo Mansion Young Master painted, Zhao Xu stroked the qin, and Su Chongyan ink.

Can this be so humble if someone else wants to be replaced?

The heart of the king of Nan'an was trembling.

He was afraid that Su Chong would settle accounts after the autumn.

Even though Su Chongcai is full of affection, he will not change his bandit nature.

You dare to call him to grind ink.

He will dare to tell you to wash your feet.

Shangguan Feng'er stared at Su Chong, and her eyes moved to Su Jin.

She gritted her teeth angrily, and the embroidered handkerchief in her hand was torn out of shape.

Today, their brothers and sisters have stolen the limelight by them!

This bad breath!

She's not unhappy!