"Lord Runmo, you must know that you were admitted to Tanhua back then, I believe that your talent will not be as bad as Lord Shen and Lord Xiao!"

Hearing him say this, the eyes of everyone else in the banquet also turned to Runmo, even the empress.

"This ......" Runmo seemed to be still embarrassed.

"Haha, Zijun and the others don't know, but I know your talent, I heard that you are good, why don't you paint one? Cheer for Your Majesty? Shen Yushu's beautiful voice came, although the tone was not strong, but it made people refuse.

Runmo looked at him, today's Shen Yushu was wearing a white brocade, with auspicious clouds and cranes on it, and he looked a little like a fairy.

It's really fascinating.

However, Runmo knew that this person was not a good stubble.

Xiao Leyue next to him also spoke at the right time: "Zijun, we haven't seen you chanting poetry for a long time, don't you dismiss everyone's intentions today." ”

The empress heard her two confidants speak, and then she noticed Runmo.

looked at him as polite and polite, dressed in a green shirt, and with a white face, he was no different from the weak scholar in the book.

Among these hundred officials, it is really inconspicuous.

Seeing that he was still twisting like this, the empress groaned and said, "Song Aiqing, I also want to see your talent......

thought that Song Runmo would refuse, but he suddenly raised his head and smiled at the empress Qingya: "Since it is Your Majesty's request, how dare Weichen disobey." ”

Because of this smile, the empress suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, but she didn't show it on her face.

The prime minister, who was sitting not far from her, glanced at her without a trace.

Naturally, Runmo did not chant poems, but painted a lively scene of Chang'an Street in Beijing.

At first glance, it doesn't look like much, but if you taste it, you can appreciate it.

When the big eunuch next to her presented the painting, the empress looked at the painting in her hand for a while before praising it: "Song Aiqing's danqing is really extraordinary, this painting is very good, I like it very much, I appreciate it!" ”

"It is an honor for Weichen to be loved by His Majesty." Runmo is very modest.

Shen Yushu and the others next to him didn't expect this to be such a result, they thought that Song Runmo would make a move this time. "Your Majesty, I don't know what Lord Zi Song has painted, so you like it so much, can you appreciate it or two?"

The empress chuckled: "Of course, good works naturally have to be shared with Zhong Aiqing." ”

After that, the empress circulated Runmo's painting to others, and others wanted to find some faults, but after seeing this painting, they were full of praise.

It wasn't until Shen Yushu and Xiao Leyue saw Song Runmo's painting that they were silent, and then they began to praise it.

It's just a scene, and Runmo naturally copes with it.

After the palace banquet, Xiao Leyue stopped him, "Zijun, you are really eye-opening today, I didn't expect your painting to be so good, you can't be absent in the future." ”

What is missing, Runmo naturally knows, he nodded and said: "I'm ashamed, I see that you and Brother Shen are only eight years old, and poetry and songs come as soon as you open your mouth, so these days, I have been practicing painting hard...... Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll ...... today."

Runmo made a depressed appearance, which made Xiao Le feel more and more unusual, but even so, he was still not at ease.

When he returned to the mansion, he immediately sent someone to investigate Song Runmo's situation in the past few months, according to the report of his subordinates, Song Runmo almost died of depression because of his exhaustion of talent in the past few months, and only later did he slowly start to practice painting seriously.

"I didn't expect this indigenous to have such perseverance." Xiao Leyue didn't see anything unusual in the information, and he was relieved.