He didn't deliberately suppress his voice, so everyone present heard this loud sentence, and they were shocked for a while.

Mainly in their circle, everyone pays attention to their reputation, like this kind of game, even if you are really not good at it, then at least you have to hold on for two rounds first, and then perform a look of hard thinking and meditation almost thought of it but missed the time, and then flatter the others, everyone is oops, it's a pity that you are actually very good, and then dear and loving family, the atmosphere is friendly.

This kind of coming up and saying no, and saying it so justifiably, is really not.

What's more, this person is still Taifu's grandson, how many people present are his protégés, and even a few of them were taught by Taifu himself, and they respect Taifu very much, I really didn't expect this person to be able to discredit Taifu like this.

Song Keyi couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered: "Feel free!" Don't mess around, go up quickly. ”

"I really won't." Song casually leaned over and whispered, "Don't you know what level I have?" ”

Of course, Song Keyi knew that Song Casual's level was just staying at literacy, and he probably forgot all the poems that his grandfather forced him to read before.

Song casually looked at him annoying, thought about it, and said, "Why don't I give him something else for the performance?" ”

When Song Keyi heard this, he looked at him with some distrust: "You? What can you perform? ”

Song casually raised the shrimp in his hand: "I peel the shrimp super fast." After speaking, he quickly gave him a performance and put it on Song Keyi's plate, "I can only give you one, I'm afraid that the prince will be unhappy." ”

Song Ke's face twisted: "It's not a child's toy." "After that, I stuffed that shrimp into my mouth, it was delicious.

Alas, my brother still can't look at it like this.

In the end, Song Keyi went up and took over the stall.

He is different from Song Xian, he has real talent and learning, and he is very powerful, he won all the rounds after a few rounds, and he also got a jade pendant from Shen Yunting as a color head.

As soon as he came back, he saw a shelled crab on the plate in front of him, the body was the body, the legs were legs, and it was completely put back to its original appearance, with two small slices of cucumbers on its head, which looked like a little girl's bun, and it was cute and elegant.

Song Keyi's heart warmed, and he immediately didn't care about what had just happened, and gave the jade pendant to Song Random, so he harvested a crab from Song Random.

Song finished fighting one at random, and also put together a bigger one and handed it to Guan Chengjiu, who was very good at serving water.

Guan Chengjiu accepted all the orders and gave Song Yi a face without gratitude.

"Well, I don't know if you're polite." Song casually ate the last shrimp in his hand, burped, and beckoned to the person next to him, "I'm full, tell the kitchen that I don't need to send it again." ”

The maids answered, one went to the kitchen, and the other fetched water for him to wash his hands.

At this time, the banquet has reached the most lively time, everyone plays the piano and blows the flute, reciting poems against each other, and Song is mixed with Guan Chengjiu at will, abruptly like a funeral team passing by someone's wedding.

But neither of them felt anything, Song was quite happy at will, it was really cool to sit next to Guan Chengjiu, and he didn't have to worry about anything, so it seemed that this kind of banquet was not impossible to come again.

Song casually leaned next to him and whispered, "Remember to call me next time there is such a thing!" ”

"I'm going to enter the palace tomorrow." Guan Cheng Wine Road.

Song Casual's eyes lit up: "The menu is set, right?" ”

The cooks in the palace are very good, but he used to go with him, and he didn't dare to eat too much for the sake of his image, he never ate enough, and now he misses it a lot!

Guan Chengjiu saw him like this, and sneered: "Stay at home honestly." ”

"Why!" Song casually stared, "I'll peel the shrimp for you and peel the crab for you, but you won't even let me rub a meal!" ”

Guan Chengjiu begged him: "Take you to embarrass someone?" ”

"I'm embarrassed, I don't eat with my mouth, and I don't eat everywhere." Song was aggrieved at will, "Alas, you are all fairies and don't need to eat, but I'm a human being, everyone has to eat, and if you don't take me there, won't the Empress Dowager say anything?" ”

"Say what?" Guan Chengjiu looked over with a faint expression, "Tell me how you were embarrassed here today?" ”

Song casual: ?

I'm waiting here.

It's not like you don't really care, you're just looking for an opportunity to dig through old accounts!

Sure enough, every lost face has a price, and he can't afford it.

"Otherwise, will it be too late for me to go up and put on a show for them?" Song casually tried to redeem it, "So that the outside will say that although I am a very edible waste, I will unexpectedly order something else!" ”

Guan Chengjiu: "...... Like what? ”

Song casually thought about his more performative skills, and hesitated: "For example, sing a song to them?" ”

When Guan Chengjiu heard this, he frowned very lightly: "I learned it in Yixiang Academy?" ”

Yixiangin is a famous green building in the capital, and the original body seems to like going there very much.

Song casual: "...... You don't want to be so sensitive, okay, who goes to that kind of place to learn to sing! ”

Guan Chengjiu snorted and didn't speak again.

Song Xian always felt that his imperial kitchen meal was scorned by him.

His eyes turned around the arena and landed on a few people in the corner, and he suddenly had an idea, got up and ran over to talk: "A few sons, can you borrow your things and use them?" ”

When the men saw that it was him, they immediately gave up their places.

The various utensils at today's banquet were originally prepared by Shen Yunting, although they are not hard to find, but they are all good things.

Song picked a handy pen at random, made a rough sample in his heart, and gently dropped the first stroke.

He was in poor health in modern times, spending most of his time in the hospital, and his ability to play was limited, and painting was one of them.

When he was a child, he painted and played by himself, and later his parents saw that he liked it, so they hired a teacher to teach, he was a very old teacher, in addition to teaching him to draw, he would also teach him to write, and teach him those poems and songs that would not be taught in class. Later, the teacher died, so he practiced by himself, and after the practice, he posted it on the Internet, and after a long time, many people paid attention, some were very gentle people, and some were very mean people, and I don't know what those people would think when they knew that he was dead.

I don't think much of it, it's just a stranger.

Song put down the pen at will, took another pen, dipped it in the paint and began to color, one stroke at a time, sketching the golden flowers and leaves on the paper, and finally using thick ink as a branch, a painting was completed.

There was not much time, he didn't draw too carefully, the person in the middle just sketched the charm, and a few golden chrysanthemums were dotted around, although it was the only color on the paper, it still couldn't take away half of the person's style.

Song casually looked at it carefully, was very satisfied, and wrote down "Carry a pot to drink the glow, and make chrysanthemums and pan Hanrong [1]", without a seal, he painted with some red paint.

Look at it again, it's even more satisfying.

So he ran back to Guan Chengjiu with the paper and showed him his masterpiece.

Guan Chengjiu looked at himself on the portrait, a rare look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and even Song Keyi on the side came over and asked, "Feel free, when did you learn it?" Why haven't I seen you draw at home? ”

Song opened his mouth casually: "You haven't seen it, how can you say that I haven't painted?" Brother, you don't care about me! ”

Song Keyi: "......"

Although moral kidnapping is shameful, it is useful, Song Keyi immediately shut up and stopped mentioning this matter, but the eyes that looked at those words gradually changed from doubts at the beginning to envy.

The younger brother studied secretly, and finally it bore fruit, and the fruit was picked by other men, and it was his brother who didn't do a good job.

The eyes of the others also fell on Song Xian, and they were all a little curious about his paintings.

Guan Chengjiu simply put it on the table and looked at Song Xian: "Why didn't you say it before?" ”

"Because it's not mainstream." Song continued to talk nonsense casually, "I can't get on the stage if I draw things for fun." ”

He is also telling the truth, although he used to learn from the teacher, but he will also play something else, messy and messy, it is very modern and ...... A personal style that is not very distinct at all is really not mainstream now.

As for the artistic conception and feelings, there is no such thing, and the whole picture is summed up as a central idea - Kangkang, the beauty of our prince's prosperous age.

Each of his strokes is full of flattery and flattery for Guan Chengjiu, as well as yearning and expectation for tomorrow Gong Yan.

It is both realistic and has a beautiful vision, which is not a kind of connotation.

Song was moved by himself at will, and he looked at Guan Chengjiu with Yin Yin: "I think I'm worth a palace Yan." ”

Guan Chengjiu thought for a while and said, "Are you going to go empty-handed?" ”

Song casually wondered: "This is not a birthday party." "Shouldn't we go and eat it?

Guan Chengjiu reminded him: "You are the first time to see the queen mother. ”

Song casually hesitated: "You mean that the queen mother will give me a big red envelope?" ”

Guan Chengjiu: "......"

He really didn't know what Song was thinking in his mind day by day.

"Is the palace missing your things?" Guan Cheng Wine Road.

"Who thinks a lot of money." Song pouted casually, "Okay, okay, I know, don't you just want to say that you want to prepare some heart for the queen mother, then it's better to send this one, you see that you will have less time to accompany her after you leave the palace, I will give her your portrait, she misses you, you can take a look." ”

Guan Chengjiu looked at him coldly: "Am I dead?" ”

Song casual: "Don't talk about yourself like that." ”

Guan Chengjiu didn't speak, his eyes fell on the line of small characters, it was a very graceful little letter, the pen was light and neat, it was a very beautiful word, and it was not inferior to the children of the family at the scene.

Guan Chengjiu thought for a while, his eyes fell on Song Keyi, who was full of envy on the side, and handed over the painting in his hand: "Go and frame it." ”

Although with Song Keyi's identity, Guan Chengjiu's request was really strange, but Song Keyi was very happy, nodded again and again to take his painting, his eyes also fell on the small line, and his eyes showed a bright light.

His brother's handwriting was indeed not so good.

Guan Chengjiu confirmed this matter, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Song Xian, who was full of frustration, and said, "Give your mother a gift, if you can make her happy, I will promise you one thing." ”

When Song casually heard this, his ears immediately stood up: "Really? ”

Guan Chengjiu tapped his finger on the table: "How to help, it's my business." ”

Song Xianli is used to his problem, which means that asking too much may be realized in a form he can't imagine, which can be regarded as fulfilling his promise in disguise, but he may not get what he wants first.

But it doesn't matter, his wish is small, Guan Chengjiu will definitely agree.

Isn't it just to make the Queen Mother happy, there were thirty-nine files before, and none of them were read in vain!

From the moment he sends the painting out tomorrow, he will replace Guan Chengjiu and become the new little padded jacket of the Empress Dowager!