Sun Qingyang picked up the pen without a trace, and took advantage of it to remove He Jiayu's hand holding her shoulder, "When the painting is finished, if Sister He likes it, I will find the master of the calligraphy and painting shop to frame it and send it to you later." It's just that I painted peonies under my mother, and I am not a disciple of a famous teacher, so I can't necessarily get into Sister He's blue eyes! ”

Seeing that Sun Qingyang did not say anything because of the change in his attitude, He Jiayu smiled again, and still said enthusiastically: "I heard that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess praised her sister for not only being beautiful and good-hearted, but also being first-class in learning, and she can distinguish one or two with His Royal Highness the eldest grandson, and His Royal Highness the eldest grandson is full of praise for his sister. I think your painting is also excellent, in short, I want to decide on this painting, you can't change the hexagram. ”

After listening to He Jiayu's ridicule, Sun Qingyang somewhat understood, it turned out that it was because of the crown princess and the eldest grandson, I think she thought she was fostered under the name of the crown princess, but a cat and a dog are as fresh as two days, and now I heard that both of them praise themselves, so their attitude towards themselves has changed.

However, why can He Jiayu know so clearly about the affairs of the East Palace?

Not only Sun Qingyang, but even Princess Xianning also showed a thoughtful expression when she heard this.

Yuan Yuzhi was a little dissatisfied, didn't everyone want to deal with Sun Qingyang unanimously? My sister is okay, she has always been a cowardly personality, and she can't count it, why is it that He Jiayu said everything today seems to be very good with this country girl, and even she has been left aside.

"I still like the empty bones of Songhan and Mei, the gorgeous peony, looking like a woman with a tuantuan face, it is worldly rich and abundant, how can it be compared to the pine and cypress and the beauty of the high!"

Yuan Yuzhi's words are hard-hearted, and she is a little similar to her usual person, she puts her joy and anger on her face, who she likes and hates is all based on her own heart, and refuses to hide it.

He Jiayu smiled slightly, "I think the begonias are bright and moving, the flowers are blooming, and they are also very suitable for painting, and it has always been known as the 'fairy in flowers' and 'flower concubine', and Emperor Tang Ming also compared the sleeping Yang Guifei to a begonia." Princess, I heard that the begonias in the imperial garden are often planted with magnolias, osmanthus, and peonies, and there is a metaphor of 'Yutang wealth', the Xifu begonias in the palace are both fragrant and gorgeous, and they are the top grade in the begonias. ”

An understatement turned Yuan Yuzhi's-for-tat sentence into a comment by everyone commenting on flowers and trees.

Princess Xianning agreed, "It's okay to enjoy the flowers, but the Xifu begonia is the most prosperous in late spring, the unopened buds are as bright as rouge, and the color gradually turns pink after blooming, and the demeanor of Chu Chu is like the dawn of the sky." At this time, it's just better than nothing. ”

Yuan Weiwei also made fun, "Lu Fangweng's poem said that the begonias 'scarlet parrot green is extremely ingenious, and the stacked calyx is heavy and dizzy. It is described as being able to compete with the rising sun when its flowers are luxuriant. In the past, I looked at Fan Chengda's poem and said that it was 'sitting on the east wind and a hundred beautiful people', and I couldn't imagine what the scene was like, but now I heard the princess talk like this, but I understand a little. ”

Sun Qingyang raised his head and asked with a smile, "What flowers do princesses and sister Wei like?" ”

"I love pomegranates, flowers can be appreciated, and fruits can be fruitful." Princess Xianning's answer was simple and straightforward.

"The princess really knows how to choose, Cao Zijian said pomegranate, 'Danhua is scorching, brilliant and glorious. The light is good and the Ye is displaced, and you can deal with Shuling's elegance, which is forgettable to see, and it is somewhat similar to the princess's demeanor. Yuan Weiwei flattered Princess Xianning before replying, "I love cuckoos, the name of the flower is like the name of a bird, and it is extremely smart." ”

He Jiayu listened, glanced at Yuan Yuwei coldly, saw her on weekdays with few words, cowardly, didn't want to be a teapot to cook dumplings, secretly counted, and said with a smile: "The Tang Dynasty poet Shi Beiwu has a poem 'Azalea when it is gorgeous, and the people who hate the imperial city don't know it, Ding Ning Mo sends the spring breeze to blow, and stays with the beauty to compare the color." 'Sister Wei is a talent like this, but she is three points more beautiful than flowers, and she thinks that only those who have eyes and no beads in this Beijing master can't see it, and her sister will not have the resentment of the cuckoo. ”

Yuan Yuwei didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in her words, and said with a smile: "I love the song of Yang Wanli in the Tang Dynasty more, 'Why do you need to watch the spring breeze in the famous garden, and the flowers in the mountains live up to the flowers' I want to see the rhododendrons blooming all over the mountains, how arbitrary." ”

shows that he has no intention of the wealth and glory of this palace, and only likes to live freely.

He Jiayu was willing to believe her, and Yuan Yuanwei's song in the Han Palace Qiuyue was praised by the teacher for being comparable to Concubine Quan Xian's Xiao Sheng over time, and at this time, she frequently quoted scriptures, which made people look sideways, and snorted coldly at the moment, "I have heard that 'the cuckoo has passed the end of the fragrance', it can be seen that in the bones of this flower, it is not a loser." ”

The flowering period of the rhododendron is the latest in the spring, when it fails, the spring is over, He Jiayu misinterpreted this sentence as the rhododendron thinks that the color of its own bloom, other flowers and plants can not be compared, obviously ironic Yuan Weiwei's heart is higher than the sky.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about poetry here, let's make paintings today, just talk about painting." Yuan Yuzhi didn't bend her bowels so much, and she didn't hear the meaning of the two people's words, so she interrupted them impatiently, "If you don't look at Sister Sun's paintings, go back to your own bookcase and paint, and when the teacher comes back, you haven't painted anything, and you have to be trained." ”

"Could it be that you can't draw?" He Jiayu's rhetorical question was accompanied by a bit of intimacy with Yuan Yuzhi.

"Of course." Yuan Yuzhi raised her head proudly, "I heard the teacher say that I was going to take the school four arts exam today, so I drew it at home first." ”