Xuanhua Palace.

"It's... The whole picture of the Nine Nether Realms?! ”

Li Jingyao blurted out while admiring the painting made by Li Wuji.

Listening to Li Jingyao's words, the civil officials present opened their eyes in surprise again.

None of them had ever been to the Nine Nether Realm, so they didn't know what kind of place the Nine Nether Realm was, but they could only hear some rumors once in a while.

After all, the Nine Nether Realm is the most humble place in the capital, and the people who live there are all people who are lowly or low-class.

The literati have always been high-minded, and it is impossible to go to that kind of place.

But Taiqing recognized it at a glance, which made the civil officials next to him feel quite ashamed and embarrassed.

"Your Highness, it is."

Li Wuji smiled and said slowly.

"Although Xia Guan has never been there, after seeing this picture, he can't wait to go there to see it now."

"Wuji Gongzi is really talented, this painting is simply the only one in the world! Look at the river, the house, the street where people come and go! ”

"It's so good, it's lifelike, it's like you're there!"

A group of civil officials stood in front of the scroll, full of praise one by one, and their faces were full of reverence when they looked at Li Wuji.

Li Wuji smiled, enjoying the worship of everyone, pretending to be unfathomable, the scene in the painting was exactly what he saw when he stood in front of the window during this time in the Nine Nether Realms.

And in the most conspicuous position, there is also a dazzling small building, which is the Wuji Building.

"Excuse me, these nine netherworlds... What the hell is the place? ”

The middle-aged man on the side was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but ask slowly.

This question was the question of all the people in the Qianguo Mission, because they did not remember that there was such a place in the rivers and mountains that they knew about leaving the country.

"Right at your feet, underground, there is a real market, where a group of the poorest people live, but full of fireworks, and perhaps in the future, there will be no more distinction between high and low, and all beings are equal, walking towards the heart."

Li Wuji smiled and said slowly, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at Li Jingyao beside him.

"I lost..."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, lowered his head in frustration, and lost the last trace of stubbornness.

He used the painting of the vast mountains and rivers of the Qianguo country, but he actually lost to a painting of fireworks in the market, and he lost completely.

"Your Highness, since you were the first to recognize this painting, why don't you give it a name?"

Li Wuji looked at Li Jingyao, who had a somewhat solemn face, and said slowly.

"Let's call it Nine Shadows."

Li Jingyao nodded, and after thinking for a while, she said decisively.

"Good!"

Li Wuji shouted, picked up his pen again, and quickly wrote two words on the side of the painting!

Nine Shades!

"Childe's painting is amazing, I wonder if you can give me this painting?"

Xu Zhao, a scholar of the Imperial Palace, approached with an excited face, looked at Li Wuji with expectant eyes and asked.

"I want it!"

"I want it too!"

As soon as Xu Zhao's words fell, other civil officials also began to rush to speak.

The painting is already amazing enough, not to mention that Taiqing personally gave the name, who doesn't want to have it?

Li Jingyao hesitated, shook her head with a smile, turned around and sat down in her place.

Originally, she wanted the painting, but seeing so many people grabbing it, she had to give up for the sake of face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since Lord Xu opened his mouth first, then if you want to give this painting, you can only give it to him."

As Li Wuji spoke, he put away the scroll and handed it to Xu Zhao.

"Thank you, Childe! Thanks a lot! ”

When Xu Zhao heard this, his face was full of joy, and he took it carefully, and held it in his arms with love, as if he was afraid of being robbed by others.

"Did Childe rejoice too soon?"

At this moment, Shen Qingshan, the deputy envoy of the Wenshu Monastery of Qianguo, suddenly spoke again, with a hint of contempt in his voice.

"You're not convinced?"

Li Wuji slowly turned around, looked up and down at this old man who was disgusting from head to toe, and pouted and asked.

"Since it's an exchange, then naturally you have to have a chance to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Childe just won on top of the painting, but the other three have not been shown, I don't know if Childe still dares to respond?"

Shen Qingshan stroked his beard and asked with an unfathomable expression, his words full of provocation.

"Your apprentice is too weak to be interesting, do you want to come in person?"

"Teach anytime!"

Li Wuji snorted lightly and said with a nonchalant expression.

"Hmph, you just won one of my apprentices, and there are three more!"

Shen Qingshan snorted coldly and said.

As soon as the words fell, three more middle-aged people stood up and arched their hands at Li Jingyao and Li Wuji.

"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting?!"

"So they are the four sons of Manjushri?!"

Xu Zhao, who was secretly rejoicing with the painting in his hand, heard Shen Qingshan's words, looked up, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"What? Is it famous? ”

Li Wuji raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Xu Zhao, and asked casually.

"The fourth son of Manjushri, Mr. Shen only accepted four closed disciples, is the most outstanding four of the young generation in the literary circle of Qianguo, he became famous at a young age, and is known as the fourth son of Manjushri! Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, each proficient! ”

Xu Zhao looked at Li Jingyao and Li Wuji, and said slowly, his face slightly solemn.

"So famous? But didn't you lose the painting just now? I don't think so. ”

"It seems that today this is to compare the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Wheel wars, huh? It's okay, it just so happens that my son also knows a little bit about these four things, so I might as well learn about it. ”

Li Wuji spread his hands, revealing a look of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and said nonchalantly.

Listening to Li Wuji's words, the civil officials of the country began to sweat again, not knowing whether the next three games would be won or lost.

Li Jingyao was also looking at Li Wuji, her face was a little worried, and her undetermined eyes seemed to be transmitting a signal to Li Wuji, asking if you are really okay?

But the most ugly face was the middle-aged man who lost the painting, and he was already embarrassed at this time.

"The son doesn't have to be fast-tongued, in Xia Yan Song, he practiced the piano at the age of seven, became famous at the age of nine, was loved by the world, and gave him a false name as a piano idiot."

"But I still have some slight skills to ask myself, just now I saw Gongzi come with a guqin, the piano is a good qin, it seems to have been a hundred years old, but I don't know if Gongzi can be with the next meeting, and please teach Gongzi!"

At this time, another middle-aged man walked out, hugged his fists at Li Wuji, and said humbly.

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Li Wuji to agree, he directly took out his piano, sat directly in the center of the hall, put the piano on his knees, stroked the strings with his five fingers, and looked up at Li Wuji.

Seeing this scene, Li Wuji couldn't help but smile and shook his head, this is to drive the ducks to the shelves, forcing him to compete, it seems that if he doesn't finish these four games today, he won't let him go.

"Commander, it's over."

Li Wuji turned his head and hugged his fists at Tong Zhuo, who was standing behind Li Jingyao, and said slowly.

Tong Zhuo glanced at Taiqing in front of him, slowly walked to the place where Li Wuji was sitting, picked up the guqin, slowly walked in front of Li Wuji, and put the guqin on the table where he had just painted.

"Bring me the wine too."

Li Wuji smiled and said something into Tong Zhuo's ear.

When Tong Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help frowning and glared at Li Wuji, but he still obediently turned around and went back and took Li Wuji's wine jug and glass.

"You start first, let me hear if I can take the exam."

Li Wuji sat down at the table with a big grin, and while pouring wine, he raised his hand at the middle-aged man, and said indifferently.

Grades?

Hearing this word, everyone present was confused and did not know what it meant.

But it didn't matter anymore, because the middle-aged man sitting on the ground had already begun to play, and between the ten fingers, a melodious piano sound instantly began to echo in the hall.

Together with the sound of the qin, except for Li Wuji, who seems to be a person who is out of the way, everyone seems to be attracted by this sound of the qin, and it is a blessing for all the literati in the world to hear the famous one of the four sons of Manjushri caress the qin.

Li Jingyao sat at the highest place, looking at Li Wuji, her heart was as calm as water, she knew that in terms of guqin attainments, Li Wuji definitely did not lose anyone, because she had heard it with her own ears.

It's just that he suddenly felt that today's Wuji Gongzi seemed to be different from the Wuji Gongzi in the past, although he was still sharp, but there was a little more unexpected confusion...