After making the bet, when Fang Yi heard that the bet had reached 900,000 taels of gold, his face couldn't help but become a little pale, and his body was still trembling faintly.

Meng Qingxin thought that Fang Yi was scared, and hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Meng Qingying also took Fang Yi's hand and said, "Brother, don't be afraid, if you lose, I will go to the queen mother to ask for money to help my brother pay it back." ”

Listening to the words of the two sisters, Fang Yi felt comfortable, but his complexion still did not change, Meng Changtian and the others looked at Fang Yi's appearance at this time, and thought that Fang Yi was pretending to be too big before, and they couldn't help but make up their minds.

Even at this time, he said loudly: "Haha, only 900,000 taels scared Brother Fang like this? What about Brother Fang's courage just now? Haha, come, I'll add another 50,000 taels of gold to bet on Brother Shirt to win." ”

"I'll add another 50,000 taels too, and make up a whole number for Brother Fang, haha!"

A million taels, yes!

Fang Yi's goal was achieved, his pale face instantly recovered, and his body no longer trembled.

"Alright, Brother Zishan, let's start now!"

Fang Yi suddenly recovered, and couldn't help but make everyone stunned, and then only heard a sharp voice at the staircase: "The emperor, the queen mother, have arrived~~!"

Dream Zhiya and Qiu Shiyu are coming?

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked back, they saw Emperor Meng Zhiya and Empress Qiu Shiyu stepping up with a smile first, and then, King Qin and the lords of various kingdoms were also there.

"Haha, I'm waiting for nothing to do, I came here to see how you juniors' literary club is doing!"

Dream of the end of the dragon and the tiger, full of spring breeze, obviously as soon as the little brother's illness is cured, everything will be cured.

After everyone saluted, Meng Zhiya and the others also learned about the gambling contract between Fang Yi and Shu Zishan, and Meng Zhiya couldn't help but say excitedly: "Okay, okay, you two start now, and I will judge you two on the spot." ”

Fang Yi smiled slightly, looked at the book and said, "Brother Zishan, please first." ”

"Good!"

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, paint, etc. have long been prepared on the table, the table is against the window, overlooking the Qinnan River, the book shirt came to the table, looked out of the window and pondered for a moment, and then moved.

Concentrate on the tip of the pen,

Famous mountains and rivers are outlined in the chest.

Splash ink to the point,

The painting is presented at hand.

After just a stick of incense, a picture of the true meaning has been depicted under the pen of the book, and at a glance, you can know that the bookshirt is painted with the scene where everyone is.

On the top floor of a small meandering river, there is a tall building, and on the top floor of the tall building, there is a window in which several people seem to be reciting poetry, folding fans swaying lightly, and the breeze is blowing, depicting them vividly.

"Good!"

Meng Zhiya and the others' eyes lit up, and everyone cheered happily.

Fang Yi didn't really know much about painting, but after taking a look, he felt that this painting was really good, and Meng Qingxin and Meng Qingying were worried about Fang Yi.

However, after finishing the painting, he paused for a moment, and then picked up his pen and wrote in a blank space on the painting: "Drunken Dream Building on the bank of the Qinnan River, the wonderful pen Danqing wins Kyushu." ”

The approximate meaning of this sentence is that painting on the drunken dream tower by the Qinnan River brings a better sense of painting than any place in Kyushu in the Qin Heavenly Kingdom.

"Qinnan Riverside Drunken Dream Building, wonderful pen Danqing wins Kyushu good painting, good poetry!"

Everyone read it silently twice, and Meng Zhiya laughed and said: "The calligrapher really has a good son and grandson, painting poems like this, it seems that Fang Yi is under pressure!"

Everyone echoed, and those who had waited for Meng Changtian to make a bet before looked at Fang Yi even more gloating at this time, with an expression of waiting to see how you died.

Shuzi chuckled and turned his gaze to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi didn't speak, and after the painting of the book shirt was removed, he walked up and stood in front of the table, on which there was a large piece of white drawing paper.

"That's what it's called splashing ink!"

Fang Yi said a word, suddenly picked up a piece of black ink, and without hesitation, he splashed it from the bottom of the drawing paper upwards.

Everyone was stunned, was this going to break the jar?

"Hmph, in front of the emperor and the ministers of the country, are you deliberately teasing you by painting like this?"

Meng Changtian took the opportunity to attack, and immediately attracted the echo of many people.

Meng Qingxin held Meng Qingying's hand tightly, and the two sisters looked at Fang Yi very nervously.

Meng Zhiya and the others frowned and did not speak.

Fang Yi ignored everyone, the painting he wanted to make would be made since he was a child, and he would only make this one, if he couldn't overwhelm the book, then he could only accept his fate, but Fang Yi was still quite confident.

Fang Yi continued to pick up the drawing paper with both hands and swayed it from side to side, and the black ink flowed out in all directions.

Immediately, Fang Yi picked up a paintbrush, dipped it in some red paint, and slammed it at the scroll.

"What are you doing? If you lose, you will lose, why bother to use the drawing paper to get angry!" The lord of Yiguo couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted.

Everyone felt that Fang Yi was crazy at this time!

Only at this time, his eyes were firmly fixed on Fang Yi's drawing paper, and every time Fang Yi lifted the pen, there would be a touch of disbelief in his eyes.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Fang Yi had finished his painting, and when everyone turned their attention to the drawing paper again, the audience fell silent.

Fang Yi looked at everyone's expressions at this time, and was already sure that he had won, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Meng Changtian and Shuzishan and the others with disdain, and then picked up his pen and wrote in the blank:

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

After the word is finished, the pen is written.

Fang Yi's painting is a plum blossom splashing ink.

"The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold"

Everyone read it silently twice, and then they all looked up at Fang Yi, and Meng Qingxin looked at Fang Yi with an excited face.

Meng Zhiya laughed: "Haha, what is poetry, poetry is a metaphor for its meaning, meaning to inspire people, this is a good poem, this is a good poem!"

Queen Qiu Shiyu looked at the picture scroll with bright eyes and praised: "One step to splash ink, two steps to dip red, concise and exquisite, two steps to achieve this cold winter plum, standing in the bitter cold, still blooming, such an inspirational work, it is really good to paint!"

Raising her head, Empress Qiu Shiyu looked at Fang Yi and said, "Fang Yi, can I give you this painting to the palace?"

Fang Yi said with a smile: "Since the mother-in-law and queen mother like it, Fang Yi will naturally offer it with both hands!"

I almost said the word mother-in-law.

Qiu Shiyu was overjoyed, and then said: "This palace naturally does not take your paintings in vain, come and reward 10,000 taels of gold!"

At this point, the comparison between Fang Yi and Shuziyi was no longer obvious, and the faces of Meng Changtian and the Six Princes couldn't be more gloomy, but they could only grit their teeth and make up a million taels of gold to give to Fang Yi.

"Haha, thank you!"

After receiving the golden ticket, Fang Yi laughed and arched his hand in all directions.

Immediately, Meng Zhiya Qiu Shiyu, Qin Tianwang and the Six Kingdoms Lord and others left, and when they left, Meng Zhiya and Qiu Shiyu looked at Fang Yi's gaze and were full of appreciation.

The face was also beaten, the money was also earned, and the two sisters Fang Yi and Meng Qingxin left happily, this Wenhui, just leave it to these people to continue playing!

"Hahaha!"

This was the rampant laughter left by Fang Yi when he went downstairs and left, and Meng Changtian, who listened to it, and the six princes and others clenched their fists.

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