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Amid the Nan'an County King's cough, Prince Yu's son asked, "Which painting do you think is better?"
Both paintings are excellent works, but the style of painting is different. It is really difficult to judge which is higher and which is lower.
But in his heart, Prince Yu's son is more inclined to Su Chong.
He likes the grandeur and ambition in Su Chong's paintings, and the boldness and unrestraint in his paintings.
Prince Yu's son threw the problem to everyone, but everyone has not recovered yet.
Wu'an Hou Shizi took the lead in shouting, "Is this still worth comparing?"
"Of course the son of Lord Chongguo is even better!"
Chu Shun looked at him, "Are you blind?"
Prince Wu'an Hou's face darkened.
Chu Shun and the others felt that Su Chong's paintings were better.
Wu'an Hou Shizi felt that Chongguogong Shizi's painting skills were better.
Each sticks to one word and refuses to give in to each other.
Prince Yu's son didn't know what to do.
The two paintings were delivered to Prince Yu and the concubine, as well as several noble ladies, it was difficult to judge whether they were superior or inferior.
Then¡ª¡ª
Su Jin was shot while sitting.
When the gun shot over, she was eating red bean cake.
Xie Jinyu stood up and said, "I didn't expect the young master of Dongxiang Hou's mansion to be so secretive, and I think my sister-in-law is the same."
"Since the two paintings are so indistinguishable from each other, why not let their sisters add inscriptions and compare them?"
Everyone agreed with Xie Jinyu's proposal.
Shangguan Feng'er had already stood up.
Looking at the pastry in Su Jin's hand, Su Chong raised his hand to his forehead.
Should he just admit defeat?
He really didn't want to see his sister inscribe on the painting: the mountain is really high, and there are fish in the water.
Shangguan Feng'er was already standing on the competition stage, looking at Su Jin provocatively.
What can Su Jin do?
We can only fight.
She put down the pastry and walked onto the stage.
Looking at Su Chong's painting, Su Jin asked, "Do I have to write the poem myself?"
If you must write it yourself.
She should take the initiative to admit defeat, so as not to spoil her brother's painting.
"You don't have to write it yourself," said Prince Yu's son.
"As long as it fits the painting, it doesn't matter to use ancient poems."
"That's good," Su Jin said reassuringly.
As soon as she let go of her heart, the heart-wrenching pain came.
"Do you still know other people's poems?" Su Chong looked surprised.
Su Jin, ""
After all, she is her big brother, so why look down on her so much?
But she also underestimated him.
A bandit who can paint as well as Chong Guogong's son has already won.
And it won beautifully.
A look of contempt flashed in Shangguan Feng'er's eyes, and she wrote a poem on the painting:
The water overflows the Furong marsh, and the flowers fly to the Tao Li Qi.
Su Jin picks up the pen, and also draws a dragon snake with the pen:
Will be the top of the mountain, and look at the mountains and small mountains.
Su Chong, "!!!"
"Good literary talent!" Prince Yu's son blurted out praise.
Su Jin smiled modestly.
Are the famous sentences that have flowed through the ages not good enough?
Shangguan Feng'er's face turned purple with anger.
"Little sister, I didn't hold back my elder brother, did I?" Su Jin smiled.
"The momentum of poetry is far higher than that of painting," Su Chong said.
"Whose poem is this?" He was curious.
Not only Su Chong was curious, but also Prince Yu's son, and others.
Su Jin just smiled and said nothing.
Then¡ª¡ª
Xie Jingchen finally took a good blame for Su Jin after taking n many blames for it.
Everyone misunderstood that the poems written by Su Jin belonged to him.
Su Jin knew he had misunderstood.
But she didn't explain.
It's good to have such a misunderstanding, and it's easy to explain who made this verse.
Xie Jinyu sat there with smoke rising from his head.
Originally, Chong Guogong's son and Su Chong could draw a tie, neither lose nor win.
After her suggestion.
Su Jin mixed in.
The son of Duke Chongguo lost.
Although Su Jin's poems were not written by himself, neither were the poems inscribed by Shangguan Feng'er.
Losing to Su Jin, Shangguan Feng'er was disheartened.
However, Xie Jinyu, who suggested it, received two stares from Shangguan Fenger.
Who is she helping!
Why are those on her side always lagging behind? !
Princess Shouning caused Baihualou to be closed down.
She made her ashamed again!
Really want to be pissed off by them.
Xie Jinyu is also a little upset for helping the son of Duke Chongguo with good intentions, but blaming her for her own incompetence.
Competitive painting, Su Chongsheng.
Next, try playing the piano.
If the son of Duke Chongguo does not win this sentence, then he will lose miserably.
However, Fuqin was chosen by Chong Guogong's son, and he has a great chance of winning.
Except that Su Jin maintained a wait-and-see attitude.
Xing'er is determined that her young master will win.
Everyone thinks so.
However, the facts are very embarrassing.
Su Chongxuan's painting narrowly beat Chongguogong's son.
Fuqin, that is a sure win.
The piano of Chongguo Gongshizi is full of sadness, and it plays the love of children.
The sound of Su Chong's piano is the same as his paintings, majestic and cold, sweeping thousands of troops on the battlefield, beheading soldiers and capturing generals, killing all the sons of Duke Chong.
Before the great event of the rise and fall of the country, what is the love of children?
The face of Chong Guogong's son was green and black.
Su Chong sat back on the table.
Chu Shun and the others looked at him together.
"Brother Su, you are too unkind," Nan'an County King said.
"You're hiding too much, aren't you?"
"You didn't even ask me," Su Chong poured wine for himself.
""
Several people were dumbfounded.
It's not that they don't ask.
They really took it for granted.
Who would have thought that being a bandit requires both civil and military skills?
Chu Shun looked at Su Chong, "Isn't your Qingyun Mountain's requirements for being a bandit too high?"
Sister-in-law has excellent medical skills.
Brother Su is both civil and military.
On the other hand, the children of these aristocratic families are doing nothing, fighting cocks and walking dogs
Feel ashamed.
Su Chong drank the wine and said melancholy, "Who knows what my father thinks?"
"I was locked up on the mountain all day long, learning this and learning that. My sister and I protested."
"My sister succeeded, but I failed."
""
"Why?" Beining Hou Shizi asked.
Su Chong glanced at him.
Don't ask him why.
No one wanted to know why more than he did.
The younger sister cried twice, and the father relented.
If she doesn't eat, her father is afraid that she will starve to death.
He followed suit.
He cried twice, and changed his palms against the board.
He doesn't eat, because he can't starve to death after several meals.
Su Chong's words aroused Chu Shun's sympathy, but failed to dispel their curiosity.
And in the end, one by one not only accepted their sympathy, but also wished to stomp Su Chong on the ground to vent his anger.
Because Su Chong said, "Although I have learned a lot, fortunately, I am very talented. These things can be learned casually."
?Learn casually¡ª¡ª
Just, yes, yes!
real.
I really want to beat him to death!
After the episode just now, the lotus feast is still the same.
Only with Su Chong, the bandit jewel in front of him, the children of other aristocratic families and the ladies of the family are overshadowed.
These days even the bandits have both civil and military skills.
What is there to be ashamed of these children of aristocratic families who were born with a golden key in their mouths and have no worries about food and clothing?
And he is not only capable of both civil and military skills, but also very humble.
?Chu Shun, Nan'an County King, Beining Hou Shizi, and the Young Master of Dingguo Duke's Mansion painted, Zhao Xu played the piano, and Su Chong studied ink.
Can someone else be so humble?
The heart of King Nan'an was trembling.
He was afraid that Su Chongqiu would settle accounts later.
Even though Su Chong was full of talent, he did not change his nature of bandit.
How dare you ask him to grind ink.
He dares to ask you to bring water for washing your feet.
Shangguan Feng'er stared at Su Chong, and moved her eyes to Su Jin.
She clenched her teeth angrily, the embroidered handkerchief in her hand was torn out of shape.
Today, the limelight of their brother and sister was taken away by them!
This bad breath!
She is not happy going out! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)My sister's limelight was stolen by them!
This bad breath!
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