Xuanhua Palace.

"This picture was painted five years ago after several months, when I traveled through the mountains and rivers of our Qianguo, and the picture shows the prosperity of our Qianguo, and every time I see this painting, I can feel the magnificent image of the mountains and rivers of my Qianguo."

"Although it is prosperous, it still cannot depict the prosperity of our country."

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you think this work is inappropriate, please advise, or if any adult has such a painting, you can also take it to appreciate with everyone present."

The middle-aged man looked around, looked at the civil officials who were present, and said loudly, rightly speaking.

Listening to the words of the middle-aged man, all the civil officials who left the country hesitated, silenced one after another, and involuntarily lowered their heads, and no one dared to answer.

Li Jingyao waited for a long time, and found that no one dared to stand up, and turned his head to look at Xu Zhao, a scholar of the palace pavilion on the left, hoping that he could frustrate the spirit of the Qianguo Mission.

But when Xu Zhao found that Li Jingyao looked at him, he was also embarrassed, and quietly shook his head at Li Jingyao.

Seeing this scene, Li Jingyao couldn't help but be a little angry, glared at the civil officials with some hatred, and then looked at the painting in the middle-aged man's hand again.

"Your Excellency's paintings are indeed extraordinary, but no matter how vast the mountains and rivers of the Qianguo are, it is difficult for me to leave the country for thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

Li Jingyao pointed to the painting and said with her head tilted.

She had already heard the meaning of the middle-aged man's words just now, and the matter had come to this point, so she could only forcibly refute it and save some face for leaving the country.

"That's natural, but Your Highness don't misunderstand, I just want to talk about paintings with your country's literary talents, not to compare who is stronger in the two countries."

The middle-aged man arched his hand and said with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant, and did not fall into the trap of Li Jingyao's words.

Hearing the middle-aged man's rebuttal, Li Jingyao frowned, and was speechless for a while.

"Your Excellency just said that you made this painting five years ago?"

At this moment, Li Wuji, who had been drinking alone with his head down, suddenly opened his mouth.

Hearing Li Wuji's words, all the civil officials who left the country raised their heads and looked at Li Wuji expectantly, hoping to save their lost face.

Li Jingyao also looked at Li Wuji curiously, guessing what Li Wuji would do next.

"That's right, what does this son think?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he raised his head to look at Li Wuji, and asked loudly.

In fact, what he wanted to see the most was to talk to Li Wuji, because the appearance of Li Wuji completely stole the limelight of the mission, making everyone suffer from the cold, like sitting on pins and needles.

"I don't have any insights."

"I just think that Your Excellency has traveled thousands of miles to show off in the capital with a painting made five years ago, which shows that in the past five years, the peak of Your Majesty's attainments has passed, and there is no painting that you can get your hands on."

"Emptiness has its form, and it has lost its charm."

Li Wuji smiled, casually glanced at the painting in the hand of the middle-aged man, and said slowly, with a hint of mockery in his voice.

"You! ...”

Hearing Li Wuji's words, the middle-aged man's face instantly became extremely embarrassed, and his face turned red with anger.

When the civil officials on the side heard this, they all applauded secretly in their hearts, and their faces were full of excitement, although Li Wuji did not focus on the paintings, but as soon as this sentence came out, it had completely suppressed the arrogance of the middle-aged people and earned them some face.

"This son, as I have just said, he just wants to discuss the painting with everyone here, and has no other intentions, so why should the son be so aggressive? Sarcasm? ”

"A person without official status can come and go here at will, and he makes such a false statement, is this the way of hospitality outside the country?"

At this time, the old man headed by the Qianguo delegation finally opened his mouth, and looked at Li Wuji with a majestic face, showing dissatisfaction.

Listening to what the old man said, the civil officials of Liguo were stunned for a moment, and they all secretly looked at Taiqing Lijingyao, not knowing how to deal with it.

Li Jingyao frowned, and just wanted to speak, but Li Wuji on the side had already taken the lead.

"It turns out that he is your disciple, seeing that you are extraordinary and quite popular, I don't know how many official residences you have in the Qianguo Dynasty? Who is higher and who is lower in attainments with your proud disciples? ”

Li Wuji smiled, hugged his fists at the old man, and asked slowly.

Although it seemed to be polite and thoughtful, what he said just now was completely provoking the old man.

Hearing Li Wuji's words, the old man frowned visibly, and his face was slightly gloomy.

"Childe, I was so happy to see you just now, I forgot to introduce to you, the person who spoke just now is the head of the Qianguo Mission, the deputy envoy of the Wenshu Monastery of the Qianguo, Shen Qingshan."

"Wenshu Monastery is the national court of the Qianguo, no different from the cabinet of our dynasty, it is the most literary representative place of the Qianguo, there are two envoys and two envoys, Shen is the deputy envoy, and the official residence is the second grade, even in the world of literature, it is also quite famous."

Li Jingyao smiled, pointed at the old man, and slowly explained to Li Wuji.

Although her later words held Shen Qingshan very high, the first sentence she said had already stepped on Shen Qingshan, making everyone in the Qianguo Mission blush.

"Oh, Erpin, I thought I had to be at least a prince, otherwise how could I show my sincerity in leaving the country?"

Li Wuji showed a look of sudden realization and said with some disappointment.

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the Qianguo Mission, even the civil officials who had left the country on the side were shocked.

But Li Jingyao's eyes lit up, and she almost laughed.

Shen Qingshan's face became more and more ugly, but before he could speak, he saw Li Wuji suddenly stand up, and walked directly to the indignant disciple, with his hands behind his back, and began to look at the painting with an indifferent expression.

"What advice does Childe have?!"

The middle-aged man looked at Li Wuji and asked in a deep voice, almost hearing the sound of gnashing his teeth.

"Isn't it a painting? Let's compare. ”

"Your Highness, I don't know if I can prepare a pen and ink scroll."

Li Wuji glanced at the middle-aged man contemptuously, then turned his head and arched his hand at Li Jingyao, and asked respectfully.

"Good!"

"Someone! Pen and ink waiting! ”

When Li Jingyao heard this, her eyebrows immediately fluttered, and she said loudly outside the hall.

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately walked in with pen, ink, paper, inkstone and picture scrolls, and carried a huge table.

After everything was ready, Li Wuji waved his hand, signaled the middle-aged man to give way, sat directly on the ground, picked up the paintbrush, and began to sway on the scroll!

Li Jingyao looked at the troublesome Li Wuji, full of anticipation, he didn't know what Li Wuji was going to do, because he didn't know that Li Wuji understood painting.

The reason why Li Wuji came with the guqin today was actually to use the exquisite sound of the qin to deter the Qianguo Mission, but he didn't expect the mission to compare the painting from the beginning.

However, looking at Li Wuji's appearance gradually becoming serious, Li Jingyao gradually relaxed her heart, looking forward to what kind of painting Li Wuji could make.

Everyone in the hall also rose with curiosity, and one by one they raised their heads and looked at the picture scroll in front of Li Wuji, some secretly looking forward to it, and some secretly praying.

As time passed, the painting was nearing the end of Wuji's painting, and the disciple of Shen Qingshan, who was the closest, became more and more ugly, and finally almost became stunned.

“OK！”

After a stick of incense, Li Wuji shouted, rolled up his sleeves with satisfaction, put down the brush, got up slowly, and looked at the middle-aged man standing aside.

"How does it compare to what you did?"

Li Wuji pointed to his paintings, smiled and asked lightly.

The middle-aged man was pale and speechless, looking directly at the painting on the table, and no longer had the previous high-spirited attitude.

The people sitting on both sides stood up for no reason, slowly approached the table, looked at the painting, and then all of them widened their eyes in surprise!

"Wuji Gongzi is really a literary talent! It's hard to find! ”

"I'm afraid that even if this kind of painting is from heaven to earth, it will be difficult to reproduce!"

In a burst of exclamation, Li Jingyao hurriedly got up, walked quickly to the front, and after seeing the painting, her mouth opened wide in disbelief, no longer just happy, but showed a face full of excitement

Looking at Shen Qingshan again, he was directly stunned in place as soon as he got up, and even the courage to step forward to dialectically had dissipated, and various emotions flashed on his face for a moment.

There are shocks, doubts, shame, and unwillingness.

In a word, with just one glance, he has already bowed from the bottom of his heart...