Listening to Xue Xuan, the sound of silk and bamboo continued, and the children of the family present had already competed on the theme of wind and snow, Ye Mei was good at writing, Ye Qin was good at playing the piano, and both of them got a few words of applause.

In the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in addition to playing chess, the opponent may fall into a stalemate, and the painting is the most time-consuming. I don't know when, everyone in Tingxue Xuan gradually paid attention to the only two people in Xuan who chose painting.

In other words, the attention was paid to Ye Qiong and Zhang Jingzhi beside her.

The ladies of the family were surprised to find that Ye Qiong was standing beside the beautiful Zhang Jingzhi, but she was not covered by Zhang Jingzhi's brilliance, and even had a tendency to faintly overwhelm Zhang Jingzhi in her momentum.

There is already a prince of the family who whispered: "I have never paid attention to it before, although the second girl in the third room of the Ye family is still young, her temperament is outstanding, I don't know what he will look like when he grows up." ”

Ye Mei stared at Ye Qiong's brush, couldn't help frowning, and muttered, "She really knows how to paint?" I don't know what I painted. As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Qin beside him.

This kind of thing has happened many times, Ye Qin nodded in understanding, took the tea and walked towards Ye Qiong with a smile, and said, "Cousin Qiong, you have been painting for a long time, why don't you come and have a sip of tea first." Ye Qinren has not yet arrived, but his eyes have been glancing at Ye Qiong's painting, and he even raised the tea bowl in his hand very high, seeing that it was about to splash on Ye Qiong's painting.

When Ye Qiong noticed Ye Mei and Ye Qin's unkind gaze, she was ready to withdraw the half-painted painting in time. Who knew that Ye Qin's hand holding tea had just trembled, and Zhang Jingzhi unceremoniously smashed a snowball on his face. The snowball was not very tight, and the white remnant snow fell on Ye Qin's face, Ye Qin's face suddenly turned red, I don't know if it was frozen, or it was painful to be smashed by the snowball, or it was probably ashamed. At the same time, Ye Qin's hand serving tea also trembled, but the tea was not splashed on Ye Qiong's painting, but on Ye Qin's own body.

"Ahh

Zhang Jingzhi sneered: "Some people have so little strength in their hands, so don't come to deliver tea, even if they send tea, they will only burn the chicken feet." ”

Ye Qin was ashamed and indignant, it wasn't enough to be burned by a snowball, but he still had to be insulted like this!

Listening to the family in Xue Xuan, he couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, and some girls whispered that Zhang Jingzhi spoke too much, but no one spoke for Ye Qin, and no one dared to approach Ye Qiong and Zhang Jingzhi.

Ye Qiong shouted hello in her heart, wrote thank you on another blank piece of paper with a paintbrush, and erased the sentence with other colors.

The corners of Zhang Jingzhi's mouth curled, and his gaze at Ye Qin was even more unkind, which made Ye Qin panic for a while.

Seeing this, Xie Wanlan, who had just returned from the kitchen, came out to play a round and asked the maid to take Ye Qin down to change clothes and apply ointment. Ye Qin glanced at Zhang Jingzhi and Ye Qiong, who was still concentrating on painting, and then at Ye Mei, who had nothing to do with herself, she was unwilling and cold, and followed the maid to change her clothes.

After another moment, Xie Xuanjie put down the pen first, asked the maid to hang up her painting to dry, and said proudly: "I have finished painting, I painted red plums in the snow, and I invite you to taste one or two." ”

said that it was tasting, who didn't know that Xie Xuanjie wanted to get a few words of praise, so a family member took the lead in boasting: "The red plum in this painting is painted vividly, as if you can smell the fragrance of plum when you stand here." ”

It was Wen Ruobin, the son of the Wen family, who spoke to the right attendant of the Ministry of Officials, Wen Aomei, the second daughter of the Wen family, who had a marriage with Xie Xuanjie not long ago.

Wen Ruobin's praise is not exaggerated, Xie Xuanjie has studied painting for many years, this picture of red plum in the snow is indeed very good, and some people praised: "This red plum in the snow, Ling Shuang is proud of the snow, quite a good painting." ”

Words of praise kept coming out of different people's mouths, and with each more sentence, Xie Xuanjie became a little more proud, and glanced at Ye Qiong contemptuously, trying to see a trace of panic on her face.

Ye Qiong still lowered her head and focused on the painting, as if there was only herself and the painting in front of her between heaven and earth.

Xie Xuanjie snorted coldly, and the apprehension that still existed was also diluted by the praise to the point that there was no trace left, and asked Ye Qiong contemptuously: "Cousin Ye, have you finished painting?" ”

Ye Qiong finished the last stroke, picked up the broken hair that hung down with the tip of the pen and pinned it to the back of her head, then put down the pen and smiled confidently, with a kind of true celebrity in her actions, and said, "Okay, please take a look." ”

Zhang Jingzhi waved away the maid and helped Ye Qiong hang up the painting with his own hands, Ye Qiong's painting had just been hung, and there was silence in Xue Xuan for a moment, and only after a long time did someone exclaim: "In this world, there are still such paintings!" ”

Ye Qiong's painting is longitudinal, divided into two sections, the lower section is painted in the snow with sideburns, seems to be still in a dream, the soldier's arms are tightly holding a knife, the middle is a large piece of white, it is not only the snow where the soldier is drunk, but also the battlefield illuminated by the bright moon, on the battlefield, is a long neighing war horse, a fierce banner and a mighty sergeant.

However, between square inches, two kinds of scenes were drawn, virtual and real, and the scene of the blowing horn company camp was drawn by the dream of the soldiers, so that the heroic battlefield was more heroic, and the down-and-out soldiers were even more depressed. Whether it is composition, artistic conception or conception, it is incomparable to Xie Xuanjie's red plum in the snow.

Even Zhang Jingzhi, who is accustomed to seeing famous paintings, also admired: "I never thought that the wind and snow could still be painted like this." Such an idea, coupled with this method of combining the virtual and the real, there is no painting among the world's famous artists who can compare with this one. ”

Xie Xuanjie's face turned the color of pig liver.

This is what Ye Qiong said that he would only smear a few strokes at random?

Did you hear what Zhang Jingzhi said, there is no one in the world who can compare! Ye Qiong is just a few modest words, how can she take it seriously?

"Good, good!" Hearing the sudden sound of cheers outside Xue Xuan, everyone looked and saw that it was Xie Maoshi who came over with You Shi.

Xie Maoshi glared at Xie Xuanjie fiercely before he smiled and said to Ye Qiong: "Sure enough, a famous teacher is a high-level apprentice, and he is worthy of being a disciple of Mr. Zou." ”

Although it is a compliment, in Xie Maoshi's words, no matter how you listen to it, it tastes like gnashing your teeth.

Zhang Jingzhi sneered: "The bird's nest and the bird's bird naturally can't be compared. ”

Xie Maoshi's smile stiffened, he almost couldn't hold it down, he became more and more disgusted with Ye Qiong in his heart, and secretly scolded the eldest son for being stupid, even if he provoked Ye Qiong, he didn't want to talk about what Mr. Zou was doing, and now, he offended Zhang Jingzhi.

Ye Qiong was keenly aware of the change in Xie Maoshi's attitude towards herself, and her heart was happy, but she secretly sensed a familiar gaze, and when she pretended to turn around and tell the maid how to keep the painting, she caught a glimpse of You Shi staring at her greedily, and felt more and more tired.

You Shi is so strange, she slapped her eldest son in the face, why is she still staring at herself like this?

It seems that we still have to wait until the next time I meet Xie Wanlan alone, and then ask clearly.

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After the snow feast, Ye Qiong spent a few days of "leisure".

The Xie family in the capital has stopped a lot, but since Ye Qiong showed his hand at the snow appreciation banquet, Mr. Zou has become more and more kind when he looks at Ye Qiong, and he pulls Ye Qiong to study his painting skills every day, and even Zhang Jingzhi's painting skills have improved a lot.

Zhang Jingzhi is also a living treasure, and he quarreled over whether Ye Qiong would give the painting to him or Mr. Zou, and in the end, it was his wife Yu who slapped the board and asked Ye Qiong to take care of the painting by herself, but unfortunately Mr. Zou beat his chest but dared not speak out.

But a few days later, Xie Maoshi came to the door of the Ye family again, and this time he even brought a matchmaker.

Because the discussion was about children's family affairs, Ye Qiong couldn't come forward in person, so she could only hide behind the screen and listen to the whole process.

At that time, Xie Maoshi said: "Ling Ai made a splash at the Xie family's snow banquet, and she is already a well-known talented woman in Beijing." I have come to ask for her to marry her children. ”

Xie Shi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Your son, isn't it already the second daughter of the Wen family, the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites?" ”

Although Xie Maoshi had a smile on his face, there was a bit of viciousness in his eyes, and he said, "Yes." Therefore, I asked for the second son in the family, Xie Kehui. ”

Xie Shi and Ye Qishu instantly looked cold.

The matchmaker beside Xie Maoshi hurriedly smiled: "Eh." That Xie Er Gongzi, he is handsome, he is also smart, he will compose poems when he is enlightened at the age of five, and with Ye Er Girl, it is a perfect match! ”

Xie couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.

Who doesn't know in Beijing, the second son of Xie Maoshi's family has been hidden in the Xie Mansion since he was born, I heard that he is weak and sick and can't even blow the wind. Xie Maoshi was also embarrassed to come to the door to propose marriage like this, but it was his little daughter who had just become famous in the capital?

Ye Qiong also heard this behind the screen, and was so angry that she scolded the Xie family bastard in her heart.

On the day of the snow banquet, Xie Wanlan Ke told himself that Xie Kehui was obviously a fool, and the Xie family would really propose to him for a fool? Isn't this pushing yourself into the fire pit?

I don't know if the Xie family used the same method to deceive girls from other families in the previous life. In any case, you can't marry yourself!

Ye Qishu took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Brother Mengxie's wrong love, my youngest daughter is still young, whether it is the two of us or the old lady in the family, we all want to keep her by our side for a few more years, and I don't plan to think about marriage for the time being." ”

Generally speaking, the other party should understand the meaning of this veto of family affairs, but Xie Maoshi obviously didn't think so, he sneered, and said toughly: "Then you can marry later, and you can marry first, it's the same." ”

Ye Qishu couldn't hold back his anger anymore, stood up from the circle chair, gritted his teeth and said: "My daughter was raised like a jewel in the palm of her hand, not like the daughter of your Xie family in the capital, who was treated as a commodity and used to connect nepotism. Thank you, please go back! ”

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as a complete tear of face.

Xie Maoshi also smiled, and said condescendingly: "Have you figured it out?" My father is a scholar of Dongge University, and even I am from Wupin Honglu Temple Zuo Shaoqing. Your Ye family is not a big family, and there has been a high-ranking official in the old Emperor Ye for so many years, do you want to go against the Xie family in the capital? ”

Ye Qishu trembled with anger, and Xie also stood up, and said in a sonorous voice: "Cousin! We are both surnamed Xie, but this does not mean that my daughter's marriage is controlled by you, a cousin who is separated by several rooms! Even if my uncle, who became a cabinet minister, came to propose marriage, I would not let my daughter marry into the Xie family in the capital! ”

Ye Qiong hid behind the screen, blinked her eyes, and it took a while to eliminate the tears in her eyes.

Outside the screen, Xie Mao was so angry that he said a few words "You guys are so self-conscious", and then threw off his sleeves and left. Ye Qishu and Xie Shi sat silently opposite each other for a long time, and then they patted their heads and remembered that Ye Qiong was still sitting behind the screen.

The two opened the screen and looked, Ye Qiong was crooked on the chair, rubbing her eyes sleepily, and asked Xie Shi with a smile: "I slept just now, is Uncle Xie gone?" Auntie, I'm hungry and want to eat the hibiscus cake you made. ”

When Ye Qiong spoke, with a bit of girlish coquettishness, Xie's heart was so soft that he hurriedly said, "Okay, A-Niang, I'll do it for you." As he spoke, he quietly wiped away his tears.

Ye Qishu also eased his expression, but reminded Ye Qiong one more sentence: "Don't call Uncle Xie in the future, he is not your cousin, just call Lord Xie." ”

Ye Qiong replied and didn't ask anything.

Ye Qishu and Xie Shi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Ye Qiong fell asleep, and Ye Qiong still didn't hear about the actions of the Xie family in the capital.

Ye Qiong slowly sharpened the knife in her heart.

The Xie family in the capital was bent on tying the Ye family to their big boat, and even wanted to match themselves to that fool.

New hatred and old hatred, Ye Qiong will always slowly get it back one by one.