The discussion continued, and the inspector on the stage had already shown the painted scroll to everyone to see to show that the result was fair. Novelし

Fan Liuer and Zhao Yan's paintings are a way, all of them are garden autumn chrysanthemums in full bloom, in all fairness, they are also beautiful, but they are too mediocre in artistic conception, and they naturally won the latter ranking.

Qin Qing painted a large chrysanthemum of the "Red Fairy", which is about a kind of chrysanthemum that she is familiar with, and only this chrysanthemum is depicted in the painting scroll, which is delicate and lifelike. She can be regarded as finding another way, completely running away from the artistic conception and interest, and only showing her painting work with a big grin. A "red fairy" jumped on the paper, which is really beautiful. But the verification is not only a test of painting skills, but also a test of painting meaning, no matter how beautiful this chrysanthemum is, it is only the third after all.

Soon, I arrived at Shen Yue's picture. Shen Yue bit her lip and sat beside Chen Ruoqiu, barely maintaining a smile on her face, but her fists were clenched tightly. In the past, she must be smiling lightly at this time, accepting everyone's sincere praise and envy. But now, this "Eryi" is like a profound irony, making her feel that everyone looks at her with ridicule and ridicule.

Shen Yue painted a remnant chrysanthemum. The wind and rain were swaying, and the chrysanthemum petals in the courtyard also fell off a lot, but the sporadic petals were still firmly attached to the branches, standing straight, as if they were a big man with great integrity. And there are two poems mentioned next to it: "I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could he have blown down in the north wind." ”

Generally speaking, from the painting and the person, the quality of the residual chrysanthemum in the painting is high, and the person who painted it must also be able to see that it is an upright and lofty character. The examiner's favorite is such a talented and virtuous person, if Shen Yue can't get the "first class", he really can't imagine what Shen Miao has drawn.

"It's so good, why is it Eryi?" Bai Wei sighed: "I really can't figure it out." ”

Chen Ruoqiu was also puzzled, at first she thought that Shen Yue was a little nervous today, and she had taken a fork in the road. Who knew that as soon as this painting was taken out, she knew that her daughter had done nothing wrong, and it was indeed a well-deserved one, just like the verification of previous years. But how can it be another result?

Ren Wanyun was a little gloating, Shen Yue was outstanding in learning, and Shen Qing was pressed everywhere in the verification, seeing that Shen Yue was deflated this time, although Shen Miao won the first place also made her unhappy, but since it had nothing to do with her. , she is happy to watch the excitement.

The checker on the stage ordered the two children to unfold the scroll, and the noise stopped abruptly.

The paper is very large, but Shen Miao's painting has too much blank, and her painting skills are not outstanding. Therefore, I only painted a general vista freely, but unexpectedly there was a magnificent atmosphere.

On the picture scroll, the yellow sand is long, a round of slanting sun blood sprays thin, a broken sword stands in the loess, and the sword holds white chrysanthemum.

Here, the chrysanthemum seems to be just an embellishment, so small that even the petal meridians can't be seen. But in this painting, it is like the finishing touch, and the desolate and desolate feeling is about to come out.

Everyone present was silent for a moment. Through the pen and paper, it seems that you can feel the desolation and misery, the powerless struggle.

It was war.

Chen Ruoqiu and Shen Yue trembled at the same time, and after seeing clearly what was painted on the scroll, they knew that this scene had absolutely no possibility of turning the tables.

Yes, Shen Yue is indeed elegant, not vulgar, and can take care of character and nobility. But Shen Miao's picture scroll has simply jumped out of the "person" itself, if Shen Yue is borrowing chrysanthemums, Shen Miao is borrowing flowers. How can the emotions of a single person be compared to the cruelty of war?

It's no wonder that the verifiers are arguing and refusing to draw conclusions. I'm afraid I didn't expect such a majestic picture scroll to be from the hand of straw bag Shen Miao.

The examiner of the main examination, the cabinet university scholar Zhong Ziqi, said: "Student Shen Miao, you can come up and tell me why you made this picture." ”

Each student who has won the "first class" has to tell his feelings about what he has done. However, the reason why Shen Miao was asked to paint today is naturally because everyone didn't believe that she could make this painting, and they were afraid that they would hear the idea from somewhere.

Shen Qing smiled and whispered to Yi Peilan on the side: "Now it's going to be exposed." ”

"But isn't this really what she painted?" Yi Peilan was a little puzzled: "We've all seen it just now, but she painted it herself." ”

"The painting skills are not outstanding, the painting is meaningful, who knows if someone is instructing. Shen Qing looked at Shen Miao who was walking on the stage with disdain: "I've lived with her for so many years, I don't know what she will do." Mr. Zhong asked her to explain the reason for painting, but she couldn't say it when she thought about it, but she was afraid that she would lose face again. ”

Yi Peilan also smiled when she heard this: "I'll just say, how can there be a saying that she will become a talented woman so quickly." I'm afraid it's just to attract that one-" She glanced ambiguously towards the king of the male banquet: "I asked the master for advice, and Shen Miao can be regarded as doing her best for him." ”

Shen Qing's face froze, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said, "Let's take a look." ”

On the stage, Shen Miao quietly looked at the unfolded scroll. She slowly stretched out her hand and stroked the scroll under the surprised gaze of everyone.

"The reason why I made this picture scroll is only because I heard my father say that every year on the battlefield, how many heroes are shrouded in horse leather and fall into the yellow sand. And the road is far away, they can only be buried on the battlefield, at that time, the northwest desert, the northern grassland, there are no chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums bloom in the warm south, bloom in the bustling Dingjing, where singing and dancing, food and clothing are not worried, but it is at the cost of the lives of border soldiers. ”

The discussion gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes focused on the girl in purple.

And her eyes were calm, and she told a story: "My father once said that the soldiers who died in the war can't even have a handful of white chrysanthemums after they die. There will be no blooming on the battlefield, and the soldiers will not even experience complete mourning. And their wives and children can only be far away, wearing white chrysanthemums on their heads in their hometowns and offering white chrysanthemums. ”

"I think that all of you can enjoy chrysanthemums here calmly now are all because of the stubbornness of the brave warriors at the border pass. I can't do anything for them, but on the picture scroll, in front of a pinch of loess, draw a handful of white chrysanthemums to comfort the souls of the heroes. ”

The girl stood in the wind, her eyes were clear, but her words were loud, as if only her words were clear and pleasant in heaven and earth, but they were like morning bells and dusk drums, beating on everyone's hearts.

Shen Miao lowered her eyes slightly.

Didn't the Ming Qi Heavenly Family set out to deal with the big family and the Shen family? But the world is so big that every eye can see and everyone can hear. Since the Heavenly Family wants to take the General's Mansion to open the knife, she will let everyone in the world take a look.

Look, the exploits of the Shen family with their lives, the Shen family stationed their lives on the city wall of Ming Qi, and now you noble sons and daughters are singing and dancing in the capital, all of which are solid ice built by flesh and blood under the sword on the battlefield!

Stepping on the blood of the soldiers, the Ming Qi royal family, still dare to suppress it with great fanfare?

If you dare, don't be afraid of the eyes of the world!