Zhao Xunxue shook her head and smiled: "My piano skills are only at the level of entry, such a good piano is, of course, by the side of you, the sister of the world's piano skills." If my sister had to give me a gift, I would want that painting. ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the side, a landscape painting that Liu Yunqian was staring at blankly. In the center of the painting is a large river, and on both sides of the river are rolling cliffs and mountains that reach into the sky. On the river, there was a flat boat, a tall figure standing with a sword in his hand, playing a flute, and the fierce river wind blew his coat and sleeves and his black hair. Beside him, a fair woman in red was playing the guqin. In the river breeze, it seems that the sound of the two people's piano and flute can be heard, like a melodious turn, straight to the sky.

Liu Yunqian looked at this painting, and her pretty little face was full of yearning.

Zhu Mengyao smiled and said to Zhao Xunxue: "Of course you can." This painting is when I passed through the Qingning River in your Han Kingdom, and I passed by a pair of children of the rivers and lakes who played the flute and played the qin. I was deeply moved by the chic and free charm of their flutes and pianos, so I painted this painting. Since my sister likes it, I will give this painting to my sister. ”

Zhao Xunxue happily unfolded the folding fan in her hand and said, "This is the word I asked Uncle Su, the master of the Mountain Cliff Academy, to inscribe for me." Uncle Su is known as the master of poetry and books in the world, and I think his writing has its own merits with that of my sister, and it is very good. I'll give this fan to you, sister! ”

Zhu Mengyao heard that it was actually a folding fan with an inscription on Su Weiren, the head of the Mountain Cliff Academy, one of the six major academies in the Yanwu Continent, and hurriedly took it over to look at it carefully. Su Weiren is a great Confucian in the world, and his poetry, calligraphy and painting have been crowned in the world 20 years ago. His calligraphy is dignified and magnificent, majestic and natural, known as "Su Ti", and is the object of countless readers' copying and learning.

I saw that the words inscribed on the fan surface were ancient sentences: "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. "It's Su Weiren's true handiwork.

Zhu Mengyao said seriously: "Sister, my calligraphy can't be compared to the master of the Su Academy. Master Su is a great Confucian in the world, the grandmaster of calligraphy and poetry, and I am just getting started in calligraphy and poetry. This folding fan is too expensive for me to accept. ”

Zhao Xunxue said with a smile: "The words given to my sister are not precious at all. I'll ask Uncle Su to write me one later. Sister, you must accept it, otherwise you won't treat me as a sister. ”

Seeing Zhao Xunxue say this, Zhu Mengyao could only solemnly put the folding fan away and said, "Thank you sister for the gift." ”

Zhao Xunxue said with a smile: "Since we are already sisters, don't be so polite!" It's too raw. Right! ”

Zhu Mengyao looked at Zhao Xunxue's innocent smiling face, and her heart was warm. He nodded with a smile and said, "Yes!" We're sisters, so there's no need to be so polite! ”

The men around him couldn't help but look stupid when they saw the beautiful smiling faces of the two beauties in the world. Especially the children of the capital represented by the four evil youths, their throats were dry and they swallowed saliva.

Liu Yuntian saw all this in his eyes, and couldn't help but say in his heart: "I finally know what it means to be a red face and a disaster, these two beautiful women are really beautiful!" ”

He couldn't help but look at Yu Miaoyin, who was admiring the poems, calligraphy and paintings not far away. Seeing that she was also looking at the landscape painting that Zhao Xunxue asked for, she was stunned, and her face was full of yearning.