After getting the bamboo stick, Zhao Ji asked everyone to draw the draft of the composition on paper first, because he said that the drawing should not be rigorous.

Hmph, this scumbag, if only he could have a third of the intention of painting the country.

The eunuchs brought the table, and the ten men began to splash ink, contemplating the flowers of the four seasons in their minds.

If you want to say what Lanxi's favorite flowers are, it will actually take a few months to spend the season. I remember when I was in high school, this kind of ordinary flowers were planted in front of the teaching building, but in Lan Xi's eyes, Yueji was the most beautiful of all flowers.

First of all, she can be seen everywhere, decorating people's lives everywhere. Moreover, she is very fragrant, and every time she passes by the garden, Lan Xi can smell its refreshing aroma. Also, the days of high school were tense and hard, and the only thing I remember feeling relaxed and beautiful is the small garden with full moon flowers. Therefore, although she is not noble, and she is not loved by everyone like roses, she is unbridled and beautiful, and does not kitsch the world, but forcibly dresses herself up as a messenger among lovers.

Also, back then...... When did it come? It seems that someone once planted a yard for herself, and from early summer to early autumn, she can add beauty to that small home. That little home, that little home? Who is that person? What is the relationship with me?

The memory of this place seems to have been erased, and there is not a trace of image left.

Suddenly, someone coughed softly, Lan Xi looked up and saw that it was Zhao Ji, only to see that he was looking at himself with a smile and crooked eyes, revealing a gentleness that he had never noticed before, Lan Xi suddenly withdrew from the memories of the past, and suddenly immersed himself in the lake water condensed by those eyes.

With another light cough, Lan Xi woke up, and she found that she was stunned by Zhao Ji.

Embarrassed, Lan Xi immediately lowered his head and began to paint.

There were about two incense sticks, and ten people raised their heads one after another, waiting for the evaluation of Zhao Ji, who was high above.

Zhao Ji above was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, although he had noticed that many people had finished painting, but he did not get up immediately. After the little eunuch whispered in his ear, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at everyone with a pair of lake-like eyes, and only after seeing Lan Xi raise his head and stop writing, did he get up from the dragon chair and walked towards everyone.

Zhao Ji didn't rush to see Lan Xi's works, but started with the person closest to him.

His attitude was very serious, quietly looking at the man's painting, and did not move a single step for a long time. Lan Xi, the author of the painting, didn't know much about it, it seemed to be surnamed Wang, but I saw that his two hands were very respectfully clasped in front of him, and the joints were white because his hands were too tight.

After a long time, Zhao Jicai shook his head imperceptibly, sighed lightly and left his position, and the painter surnamed Wang immediately trembled, and his whole body relaxed, like a defeated rooster, dejected.

Then, Zhao Ji walked to the other people one by one, and most of them got a sigh from Zhao Ji, so everyone's hearts were worried. Lan Xi also began to complain in his heart, these leading cadres have nothing to do, they like to engage in these fictitious things, what can't just be said, I don't know if the more this is the case, the more subordinates can't work with peace of mind?

When he walked to Zhang Peng's side, Zhao Ji finally nodded rarely, and there was an "um" sound in his mouth. Zhang Peng suddenly became energetic when he heard the sound, and straightened his back quite proudly.

Walking past two more people, Zhao Ji came to Lan Xi's side.

As soon as the two approached, Lan Xi took a small step back almost imperceptibly, Zhao Ji seemed to have noticed Lan Xi's small movements, the corners of his mouth bent, and he didn't say anything, but just took another big step in the direction of Lan Xi. In front of everyone's eyes, Lan Xi didn't dare to avoid it too obviously, so he had to endure Zhao Ji's closeness.

Carefully observing the moon season of Lan Xi, Zhao Ji opened his mouth and asked, "Wang Ximeng, why did you think of painting the moon season?" ”

Lan Xi didn't know what flowers everyone had painted, and she didn't care, she replied calmly: "Back to Your Majesty, the moon season has been known as the queen of flowers since ancient times, also known as the moon and the moon red, with a long flowering period, a beautiful posture, and a pleasant fragrance, so I think this kind of flower appearing in the palace can bring out the grace and luxury of the palace." ”

Lan Xi saw that everyone was listening to him carefully, so he continued, "And the scholar of Su University has not once praised: the flowers fall and bloom without interruption, and the spring comes and goes irrelevantly. Peony is the most expensive but the Spring Festival Gala, although the peony is multiplied, it is only at the beginning of summer. Only this flower never gets tired of blooming, and it often occupies four springs a year. This kind of flower has a long flowering period, which can imply the great Song Dynasty for thousands of years, and I think this flower is very suitable. What do you think, Your Majesty? ”

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, he didn't expect Lan Xi to say this, he nodded again and again, and thought deeply, "Wang Ximeng, I see that your moon season is very cleverly drawn, and you actually draw the unique flowers, leaves, and stamens of the moon season in spring, and people who understand flowers can see at a glance that this moon season blooms in spring." Well, not bad, not bad! ”

Zhao Ji's appreciation naturally attracted the envy and jealousy of many people, but Lan Xi didn't care at this time, anyway, they were just some ancients in their own eyes, what do they have to do with them, as long as they can complete the task!

In the end, Lan Xi was honorably qualified for Zhao Ji's individual tutoring.

"Ding Dong, complete the task and reward the spiritual power of the first layer of Qi refining." The dull voice of the system sounded like heaven in Lan Xi's ears.

Lan Xi's happy little expression naturally did not escape Zhao Ji's eyes, but obviously our Emperor His Majesty would be mistaken, Lan Xi was really not excited to be able to get his individual counseling.

Anyway, Zhao Ji was going to summon him three days later, and Lan Xi simply stayed in Chongwenyuan's room for the past few days, locked the door, and retreated to practice.

When the cultivation reached the second day, Lan Xi in the space suddenly felt something strange in the outside world. Since recovering the divine consciousness of the first level of Qi refining, Lan Xi's perception of the outside world has become much sharper.

After a little inspection, Lan Xi found the scene outside.

I saw that the maid had already brought the meals of the ten people to the dining room outside the dormitory, and the other nine people had already gone out of the room, only Lan Xi had not come out yet. After putting down the meal, the maids withdrew, and only the nine of them were left in the hall. I saw Zhang Peng's eyes gesture to one of them, and the person hesitantly took out a small paper bag from his sleeve, hesitated, and poured the medicinal powder into one of the bowls of porridge under Zhang Peng's repeated glances. After stirring it with a spoon, he stepped back.

Lan Xi smiled slightly, this group of villains, thinking that this way can rectify me, is too underestimating me!

Just as they were about to take the plate away, Lan Xi opened the door from the room with a "squeak" and walked out.

Everyone was startled when they saw that it was Lan Xi, Zhang Peng coughed, and everyone took a dish and found a place to sit down and start eating.

Lan Xi didn't say anything, just inadvertently bumped into Zhang Peng when he passed by, and then went back to the house to eat with his rice bowl as if nothing happened.

Of course, Lan Xi didn't eat that bowl of porridge, and she wasn't stupid, even if she couldn't eat laxatives, it would make people uncomfortable.

But Zhang Peng was not so lucky. Since I finished eating in the morning, I began to itch all over my body, at first scratching all over my room, but then I couldn't bear it anymore, and began to shout in the courtyard, and recruited all the eunuchs in the palace. The big guys all thought that Zhang Peng had some kind of infectious disease, so they hid him far away, and before noon, Zhang Peng was sent out of the palace.

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