"In the past, I only had the impression of being coquettish and willful to the lord of Jingyang, and I didn't care about looking at my face, but now when I look at it, it is really a country and a city, and the fish and geese are falling."

"This Yan is definitely the first person in the capital! If I can marry such a lady and go home, I'm afraid I will wake up laughing every day, and I won't get tired of watching it for the rest of my life. ”

"Hahahaha, people are just ugly, and it won't be your turn just by identity. What's more, the county lord of Jingyang has a fiancé, so don't put gold on yourself, phew. ”

......

The boys laughed and teased, but their eyes kept wandering on Song Jingshu.

Jiang Mei snorted coldly, marry such a lady and go home, the roof has to be lifted for you every day.

But...... Fiance?

When did she have a fiancé again?

"Lord Jingyang, we each paint a picture, and compose poems for the scene, within a stick of incense, whoever makes the best poems and ink paintings will win. What do you think? The light in Ye Lingling's eyes flowed, and the rules suddenly changed.

Since you want to embarrass Song Jingshu, let her lose a big one!

"Okay, the lord of this county is up to you." The corners of Song Jingshu's mouth rose upward, she had browsed many ancient books in the divine realm, and the poems in them were all ready-made, and they were still not in this book.

Don't say a song, she has no problem reciting the hundred capitals on the spot.

In addition, she knows a little bit of everything, so it is natural to draw.

Ye Lingling's mind was moving, and he only felt that Song Jingshu was stupid.

She was a little excited, and Song Jingshu followed her words like this, hmph, she couldn't wait to see Song Jingshu kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Yuting asked people to bring paper, ink, pens and inkstones.

In order to avoid cheating, the two tables are far apart, and Song Jingshu and Ye Lingling can only see each other, but they can't see the things on each other's tables, which looks fair.

The moment Ye Lingling got the paper, she immediately picked up the pen to write and draw, she looked serious, sketched very carefully, and did not forget to look up to observe Song Jingshu's movements.

Seeing that Song Jingshu was still looking at the paper and didn't start writing for a long time, she smiled lowly: It's really a waste.

"Is the county lord of Jingyang taking the initiative to admit defeat? Hey, I thought she was so confident, she really learned something amazing. ”

"I just went to see Ye Lingling's painting, and it was a landscape map, and the brush was quite detailed, and I had worked hard at a glance."

"It seems that the county lord of Jingyang has lost."

Xiao Yuting couldn't hold back: "Is the county lord thinking about how to write?" ”

Song Jingshu shook her head, "I'm thinking about how to draw a few fewer strokes." ”

She is lazy, not as patient as Ye Lingling, and is willing to spend time painting any landscape map.

Jiang Mei glanced at her and casually turned the jade cup in her hand.

Xiao Jincheng shook the painting fan in his hand and sighed twice, "Why didn't you see it before, Song Jingshu can pretend like this?" ”

He thought of something, touched Xiao Junyuan's arm, and asked cheaply, "Big brother, I heard that you went to visit Miss Song with the adopted son of the Song family not long ago, why, you still don't admit that you belong to your heart?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Xiao Junyuan scolded.

Xiao Jincheng laughed, "Why am I talking nonsense?" I've heard a lot of things about the two of you in the Qinglou, and Miss Song is famous, what's wrong with you admitting that you like it? There are still two pieces of meat missing. ”

"Look at me, I like so many girls, which one I haven't shown my heart? Counting it out, ten, twenty, three......"

He wrenched his fingers and thought back very seriously.

Xiao Junyuan pinched his eyebrows and felt his head buzzing, "Shut up." ”

He was about to explain, when the boy's buddy suddenly shouted excitedly, "It's moving!" It's moving! The county took the initiative to write! ”

The eyes of the audience converged on Song Jingshu's body.

The girl held a paintbrush in her hand and waved a few strokes in the air, and everyone only saw her drawing left and right on the picture, extremely casual, looking like scribbling.

Each stroke is not a straight line, it is twisted and turned.

Then, she dipped her clean brush in red ink and shook it at the painting.

The red ink instantly dripped haphazardly on every part of the paper.

"Shhh She didn't want to destroy the painting because she was not satisfied? Brother Childe's eyes widened, he had never seen anyone paint so casually.

Even the famous master invited by his father and mother for him has never been treated so casually!

"Most of them are broken jars, and red ink is thrown all over the paintings, what good can be painted? Hey, it looks like the outcome has been decided this time. Another boy waved his hand, indicating that the result was already within reach.

There are also a few people who are interested, "In case it can amaze the four, I think the more famous people are, the more their brains like to find another way." ”

Xiao Jincheng also lost his playful nature, he smiled and fanned his fan, "This cousin is quite flowery." ”

After Song Jingshu finished writing the last word, Ye Lingling raised her head confidently at the same time, "Princess, the courtiers have finished painting." ”

"Go, bring it to display in the main hall, and show it to the main hall." Xiao Yuting immediately ordered the palace maids beside him.

Several palace maids will draw in the air, it is an ink landscape painting, painting the mountains on both sides of the strait, stretching endlessly.

Mention poem: The two sides of the bank stretch far away from the mountains, and the clear stream by the lake is murmuring.

"Okay, it's a little ordinary, but overall it's really good."

"Except for some small jasper written in this word, the rest is indeed passable."

Xiao Yuting spoke up: "Take the painting to the left and right sides and walk around, so that everyone can see it." ”

Everywhere the painting goes, it is full of praise.

Ye Lingling proudly puffed up her chest and smiled defiantly at Song Jingshu.

Of course, among the people who praise it, Xiao Jincheng, Xiao Junyuan and Jiang Meici are not included.

Xiao Junyuan was worried about Song Jingshu.

Xiao Jincheng's face was full of disgust, and he covered his eyes with a fan, "This is obviously copying the paintings of those hypocrites outside, and it also deserves to be called a masterpiece?" I don't look as good as those ladies in the Qinglou, the embroidery on the clothes. ”

As for Jiang Meici, she didn't even raise her head, and she didn't have the slightest interest.

"County Lord, it's time for you to draw." Xiao Yuting gestured.

The other two palace maids stepped forward and erected the painting according to the general rule.

As soon as the painting was revealed, it instantly caused a sigh.

Ye Lingling raised his head disdainfully, waiting for the picture of Song Jingshu being scolded and ridiculed.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! I don't know who exclaimed, and those who were stunned immediately came to their senses.

"I didn't know that plum blossoms could be painted like this, so lifelike and lovely!"

"Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant. Tsk, good poetry, good poetry! Even though they withered, crushed into dirt, and turned into dust, the plum blossoms still emitted a wisp of fragrance as usual. It's really beautiful and thrilling. ”

"This word is free and unrestrained, and it has its own arrogant bones, and the poetry and painting correspond to each other, absolutely!"

On the painting, it is a picture of plum blossoms withering.