"There it is!" , when Xiaoyu and Liu Yajuan were puzzled, Xiaoyu suddenly remembered a small story he had read in his previous life. It is a painting that expresses the fragrance of the horseshoe when the flower returns, and the painter uses butterflies around the horseshoe to vividly express the fragrance of the flowers.

She hurriedly dragged Liu Yajuan and told Liu Yajuan the story in detail. Liu Yajuan's little face instantly glowed.

"Miss Qi Er, your idea is really good, oops, let me think about it!" Liu Yajuan thought for a while, and said a little dejectedly: "But, where are there butterflies in this icy and snowy place?" ”

Xiao Yu said encouragingly: "Miss Liu, you think about it carefully, you don't have to be a butterfly!" Liu Yajuan bit her lower lip lightly, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Half an hour has passed, Xiao Yu is secretly anxious in her heart, she can see Liu Yajuan in contemplation, and she can't disturb her train of thought, so she simply calmly and repeatedly practiced the four lines of poetry.

"There are three quarters of an hour left, please hurry up!" , Old Madam Qin looked at the time and reminded her.

At this moment, Liu Yajuan suddenly stretched her brows and exhaled softly. I saw her roll up her sleeves, take a paintbrush and dip it in ink, and move the pen to ink on the scroll.

Xiao Yu saw that Liu Yajuan finally started writing, and a big stone fell in her heart, and she practiced her words more and more seriously.

After a while, Liu Yajuan stopped her brush and gently called Xiaoyu and said, "Miss Qi Er, come and see, how about I paint like this?" ”

Xiaoyu walked up to Liu Yajuan and looked at the scroll. A painting is sketched on the paper with only different shades of ink, and a few plum blossoms stretch out from the corner of the house, and the right side of the house in the distance reveals the side of a little girl, looking back and sniffing a plum blossom.

Although it is only a few brushstrokes, the little girl's expression is vivid, her movements are childish and cute, and the whole painting is full of vitality.

"Wow, Miss Liu, the painting is so good, so beautiful!" , Xiaoyu couldn't help but praise in a low voice.

Liu Yajuan said suddenly: "Where is it, it is still Miss Qi Er who has given me a lot of inspiration!" After speaking, she changed another paintbrush, dipped it in goose yellow, and dyed the plum branches in the scroll with a very light yellow, which is not easy to see if you don't look closely.

She kept changing her brushes several times in a row, using ink to bring out the snow on the ridges, plum branches, and the ground, and dyeing a little moss on the ground with lime blue.

Xiao Yu stood aside, watching Liu Yajuan dye the little girl's hair, facial features, face, and dress one by one without blinking.

"Hey! Miss Liu, didn't you draw me? The more Xiaoyu looks, the more familiar she becomes, the bright facial features, the crow-green double-ringed bun, the red gold coral hairpin on her head, the moon-white jacket and the sea-blue long skirt, who is not her.

Liu Yajuan pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, in a hurry, I had to paint it in the form of Miss Qi Er, otherwise where would I go to find a little girl to paint it?" ”

Xiao Yumu was pleasantly surprised: "Then Miss Liu, can you give me this painting after the competition?" Miss Liu's painting is so good, I want to take it back and hang it on the wall, and look at it every day! ”

Liu Yajuan said with a smile: "If the competition is over and there is no retention in the palace, it can naturally be given to Miss Qi Er!" After this cooperation, the two are a little closer than usual.

Xiao Yu said: "Miss Liu, let's not be so polite, how about being called sisters in the future?" ”

Liu Yajuan raised her head and smiled: "Sister Xiaoyu, Sister Fool has this intention!" Xiaoyu happily called: "Sister Liu! The two daughters looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

After Liu Yajuan finished painting, she put down her pen and said, "Sister Xiaoyu, if you write a poem, you can write it here!" She gestured to a blank space on the right side of the scroll.

Liu Yajuan looked at the various poems written by Xiaoyu Fangcai again, pointed to a pair of hairpins and said: "Just use this font, I think it matches the picture quite well!" ”

Xiao Yu bowed slightly, walked to the bookcase, picked a brush, dipped it in ink, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then wrote on the painting.

After the little fish was finished, Mrs. Qin just announced that the time had come, and the little eunuchs came to collect the paintings.

"Two young ladies, please settle down here!" , A little eunuch stepped forward smartly and pointed to the lower right corner of the picture.

After both of them were in the lower right corner, the little eunuch skillfully folded and sealed the lower right corner before handing it over to Old Madam Qin.

Mrs. Qin handed over the picture scroll to the queen and all the ladies in turn, stamped the phoenix seal at the corner of the seal, and handed it to the aunt who was in charge of the queen's side to hang the scroll in the corridor outside.

"Please rest here, ladies and ladies, and you can move freely after the ranking is judged!" , Old Madam Qin said with a smile.

Xiao Yu naturally stayed with Qin Xueyi.

"Sister Qin, how have you done?"

"Alas, don't mention it, then Shen Shuyan is deliberately against me, knowing that I can't paint, he still has to let me paint, isn't this chasing ducks to the shelves?" , Qin Xueyi said rather frustratedly.

Seeing that Qin Xueyi's face was pale, Xiao Yu quickly changed the topic and said to Qi Pan: "What about the big sister?" ”

Qi Pan said suddenly: "Sister Tie is modest, let me paint, you know, I will draw a picture of Hanmei, it's really a good sentence for Sister Tie!" ”

"Where, where is Pan'er's sister who paints well, but my poems don't match her paintings too much!" , Iron Coral heard Qi Pan say this, and hurriedly said humbly.

Zheng Hongsleeve smiled: "Don't be humble, you two should be humble, if you have seen the Xuemei picture I painted, you will feel that your work is simply great!" ”

Meng Qiaoqiao said embarrassedly: "It's my poetry that's too bad!" ”

Zheng Hongsleeve said with a smile: "Sister Meng, I don't blame you, I dance with knives all day long, and I don't know much words, let alone compose poems, and I only barely do my best to paint." I'm here to make up the numbers! It's just a drag on Sister Meng! ”

Several people asked about Xiaoyu and Liu Yajuan's situation, and Liu Yajuan smiled: "It's all thanks to Sister Xiaoyu who gave me a lot of inspiration, otherwise I would have to hand in a blank scroll for this painting today!" ”

Everyone was surprised: "Miss Liu's calligraphy and painting are also famous in the capital, how can she be so humble?" Liu Yajuan smiled and chanted the poem written by Xiaoyu. All the women were shocked, but they didn't expect Xiaoyu to be such a real person.

Everyone drank tea and ate pastries together, and the queen and all the ladies who participated in the judgment went out to look at the paintings. Shen Shuyan and Zhou Muyun sat in a corner and whispered, Zhou Muyun still looked like he was out of his mind, while Shen Shuyan had a bit of resentment on his face.

After about half an hour, Old Madam Qin walked in and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, you can go out to see the paintings!" ”

Qin Xueyi couldn't wait to take the lead and walked out. The four paintings and calligraphy were hung in the corridor outside the Xiangxue Pavilion, and the men attending the meeting had already avoided it, leaving only the queen and a few ladies still appreciating the scrolls.

There is a small basket under each scroll, and inside is the palace flower that has the right to vote. There is a small opening in the basket, and they can't see how many palace flowers there are, and they can only see the small fish but don't have the right to vote.

Xiao Yu looked at each painting in order, and the first one seemed to be the handwriting of Qi Pan and Iron Sango.

Qi Pan's Xuemei Tu, Xiaoyu is naturally no stranger, but the poems of Iron Coral are heroic, and the calligraphy is wide open and closed, which is in stark contrast to Qi Pan's weak brushwork.

The second painting is a bit miserable, the plum blossoms are completely messy, basically it can be regarded as a graffiti work, the inscription poem on it is very good, and the words are elegant and lovely.

Xiao Yu muttered to himself, I'm afraid this is Qin Xueyi and Shen Shuyan's masterpiece. She looked at Qin Xueyi, who was standing in front of the third painting admiring.

Xiao Yu walked quickly in front of Qin Xueyi, Qin Xueyi saw Xiao Yu coming, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yu, this painting should be the masterpiece of you and Miss Liu, it's really extraordinary!" ”

Xiao Yu said suddenly: "Sister Qin has won the prize!" Qin Xueyi pursed her lips and said in the direction of the second one: "You also saw the one just now, it is my masterpiece and Shen Shuyan's masterpiece, what's the matter, it's miserable, right?" ”

Xiao Yu said with a smile: "Sister Qin, you have already won the first place in piano skills, so this calligraphy and painting will naturally be shown to other ladies!" ”

Qin Xueyi snorted lightly and said, "This Shen Shuyan just wants me to be ugly, and even my own ranking can be sacrificed." She used to be good at calligraphy and painting, but if she painted my inscription poems, at least it would be much better than the current situation! If you are ugly, you will be ugly, I am not good at painting, and I can't complain about others! ”

Xiao Yu comforted her and said, "Fortunately, Sister Liu is kind, otherwise if I am asked to paint, I am afraid it will be worse than Sister Qin!" ”

Qin Xueyi laughed out loud and said: "Okay, don't comfort me, I see that you are quite aura in calligraphy and painting, you look at your poem, it is so good, I am ashamed of myself!" ”

The two of them walked as they talked, and came to the fourth scroll. This one should be made by Meng Qiaoqiao and Zheng Hongsleeve.

Qin Xueyi smiled dumbly when she saw it: "I said that my painting is already at the bottom, but I didn't expect Red Sleeves to be worse than me!" Xiao Yu stared at the past, and there were clumps of ink on the scroll, but the four-line poem in the upper left corner was beautifully written.

"The plum blossoms reflect the snow, and the aftertaste is picked up by hand. I don't know where is my hometown when I return in spring? Xiaoyu praised: "This poem is good, but it's not easy to draw!" ”

Qin Xueyi said with a smile: "It's really difficult to be red-sleeved, the last two sentences are fictitious, it's difficult to express them in paintings!" ”。

After reading the paintings, a few people returned to Xiangxue Pavilion, and Old Madam Qin took in the scroll and the small basket.

Old Madam Qin first asked the queen to open the baskets one by one, and then announced: "The No. 3 painting has the most flowers, followed by the No. 1 painting, and the No. 2 and No. 4 paintings have no flowers!" There was a buzzing discussion below, and Zheng Hongsleeve and they all congratulated Xiaoyu and Qi Pan.