Liangfu space has a little field

Chapter 409: Sure enough, being famous is not as good as meeting 2
As soon as he appeared on the stage, everyone had to stand aside. If there were a camera, how many films would he have to kill in seconds?
Silent for a long time, Mo Xiaobai looked at Zheng Shuyi beside him indifferently, recalled what Xiaomi had said, and subconsciously quoted it, "Ladies first." After saying that, he turned around and left, and immediately the eunuchs quickly moved it for him. A chair, Mo Xiaobai did not refuse, and sat down calmly.

Zheng Shuyi was stunned for a moment, and then recalled the meaning of Mo Xiao's vernacular words. After she smiled slightly at Mo Xiaobai, she saluted behind her and to the left and right, and then said generously: " The little girl is not talented, so I dare to use calligraphy and painting works as performances here, please give me your advice."

advise?As a well-known talented woman in the capital, who would dare to teach her?

Zheng Shuyi's paintings are even more well-known in the capital, and the price has soared to a thousand taels. Its level surpasses several famous painters. It is already impressive to achieve such an achievement at a young age.

Zheng Shuyi set the painting time for a cup of tea. During this period, Emperor Wende couldn't help but look at his precious son: "What are you going to perform? Hurry up, there are many people lining up behind!"

Mo Xiaobai glanced at his father indifferently, and parted his thin lips lightly: "No hurry!"

He is not in a hurry, but someone is in a hurry?

Emperor Wende saw that he had nothing to do with himself, so he could only snort from his nose, and then looked at the canvases spread out in four directions on the stage, raising his eyebrows in surprise: "Drawing four pictures in the time of a cup of tea, this girl is not easy!"

Qin Lan heard the words, and said with rare praise: "I heard that the daughter of Xueshi Zheng liked to read some masterpieces of calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and her copying skills are getting better and better. Since she dares to open the canvas, she must have some skills, otherwise how can she be worthy of her hard work since she was a child?" The results of it!"

Emperor Wende smiled lightly and didn't answer. In fact, compared to these repeated performances of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting year after year, his eyes have long been numb. On the contrary, he is more looking forward to what Mi Xiaomi will perform. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the girl.

Xiaomi's original gaze was on Zheng Shuyi, and he felt a friendly gaze looking towards her. When he inadvertently raised his eyes, he happened to see Emperor Wende winking at her to cheer her up. Xiaomi frowned and smiled lightly at him He nodded vigorously and clenched his fists.

Seeing her performance, Emperor Wen De raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

This kind of interaction made Qin Lan who was sitting next to him very disdainful, Mi Xiaomi, you really have a problem, you can make him look up to you, I think your relationship with that little beggar has grown, I want to see it now Look, how you got rid of that deadly voodoo poison and ended up intact.

If that little beggar is really you, Qin Lan's lips curled up into a cruel smile.

Since everyone's attention was on Zheng Shuyi at that time, only Mo Xiaobai, who was absent-minded, watched the interaction between the emperor, queen, and Mi Xiaomi. A certain person's eyes became darker and darker, especially when he thought that his family's Xiaomi was still poisoned, and his hatred for Qin Lan started from a prairie fire to bottomless in the end.

The eyes refocused on Zheng Shuyi's paintings. Although there are four paintings, for Zheng Shuyi who is familiar with it, it is not difficult to operate. She even holds three brushes and paints in her hands at the same time. Just by looking at the location, people are amazed, not to mention the quality of her paintings, which has long been famous.

As the time passed by every minute and every second, the chrysanthemums on the four pictures had begun to take shape. The four paintings, four different varieties of chrysanthemums, became more and more vivid in the hands of Zheng Shuyi, and as the chrysanthemums gradually formed, the blank canvases There are more fences, rocks, and insects, and these pictures are naturally to make the picture closer to nature, and to make people feel the pastoral fun.

When all four paintings were completed, Xiaomi stared at them and couldn't help but admire secretly, "You deserve to be the most talented woman in the capital, and the paintings are really good."

When the others heard this, although there was jealousy and disdain on the corners of their mouths, they still had to admit that she deserved the title of the number one talented woman.

"Show your ugliness!" Immediately after all the works were finished, four court ladies walked out, holding Zheng Shuyi's paintings, first turned to the emperor and empress, and after they had admired them, they turned to the prince and concubine seats on both sides, and then Xiaomi and his wife. Turning down the direction where the princes and nobles were, everyone could clearly see Zheng Shuyi's works.

Then, of course, there are endless praises.

"Okay, the painting is really good. If you look at it alone, it is self-contained, but if you put these four paintings together, you can form a new picture. I have to say that this painting not only has a new idea, but also reflects the author's originality. Although the skills, content and color are not complicated, the difficulty is that after the fusion of the four paintings, there is no abruptness, and they seem to complement each other. Not bad, not bad, Miss Zheng has done this at a young age, and she is worthy of the capital. The number one talented woman."

Xiaomi looked at the deputy prime minister who was praising at that moment, Mu Tian, ​​in surprise, seeing his eagerness to go up to watch and watch, the corners of his mouth trembled uncontrollably.

Although the distance is far, with Xiaomi's excellent eyesight, she can see her works clearly, and sighed from the bottom of her heart, "Although the choice of color in these chrysanthemum works is not complicated, the single work is not too complicated. It is rich in content, but it is simply outstanding, but it is expressed from the flowers, leaves, and branches of the chrysanthemum. The whole chrysanthemum head is like a burning torch, so eye-catching. The chrysanthemums in the picture are vivid and blooming wantonly. Unrestrained, it looks very free and unrestrained. And when the four paintings are integrated, all the imperfections immediately become perfect, from the blooming of a chrysanthemum to the blooming of four flowers, it is like being in a garden.”

Xiaomi silently gave a thumbs up, Zheng Shuyi, it really is better to be famous than to meet!

Zheng Shuyi was not surprised to receive so many compliments, but stood up generously and calmly to thank everyone for their compliments. It wasn't until Emperor Wende turned to Mo Xiaobai who was sitting beside him silently, that he remembered, Our respected His Royal Highness the King of the North seems to have not performed yet!
Mo Xiaobai was not ambiguous, but was urged by Emperor Wende's eyes, his black eyes sank, and he stood up.

In an instant, everyone's attention was on Mo Xiaobai who walked to the front of the stage, but seeing his eyes turn, he looked at the picture of chrysanthemums that had been four in one behind him, and suddenly grabbed the table On the brush, I inscribed words on the spot on this or that painting.

As soon as this move was made, not to mention Zheng Shuyi had already stepped forward excitedly, even Mi Xiaomi and Dai Mei, who had been as calm as water, raised an invisible eyebrow.

"Qiuju can be proud of the frost, and the wind and frost are very evil. The nature can withstand the cold, but the wind and frost can't do anything!"

"Good poems, good poems!" Zheng Shuyi praised while reading from the side, and even Mutian, after hearing this poem, praised again and again: "Beautiful paintings and good poems complement each other, especially, what you want to express The theme idea is just right, not bad, not bad!"

Chrysanthemums in autumn are not afraid of the chill in autumn. Although the chill and frost in autumn are very cold, chrysanthemums are resistant to cold. The chill and snow are nothing at all.

Xiaomi looked at the two people surrounded by everyone on the stage, and clenched her fists slightly. This poem was recited by her inadvertently when she passed by the Royal Garden this morning. I didn't expect his memory to be good, so I used it Here, Chen Yi's poem seems to be praising Qiu Ju, but it is actually praising the strong and unyielding spirit of the revolutionaries. These ancients would not really understand it.

Just when the big guys praised them without hesitation, Mo Xiaobai threw away the brush in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "Who said this poem is the work of this king? This king just thinks that this poem It just matches this painting!"

He was just being lazy and easy to use. Why are these people more excited than him?
The smile on Zheng Shuyi's face froze, she was about to ask something, but Mo Xiaobai turned around and left. Today was just a formality, what can he perform?I can neither qin nor martial arts. I just remembered a poem written by Mi Er in the morning, so I used it. Isn’t writing a poem the most time-saving?

Hearing what he said, Xiaomi's tugged heart finally returned to its place, squinting his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, dear His Royal Highness Bei Wang, is it really okay for you to deal with it casually like this?

It turned out that although Mo Xiaobai had inscribed poems on Zheng Shuyi's paintings, the fonts were far worse than those in his spare time. It was obvious that he just dealt with them casually. Others couldn't see these things. How can someone who is familiar with Mo Xiaobai's authentic work fail to see it?
But under his pressure, he could only bite the bullet and say yes, but in his heart he was sighing, "Although the poems are good, it's a pity that this font completely ruined the painting! I really don't know what is His Royal Highness the Northern King?" Not intentional."

Then when she looked at Zheng Shuyi, there was more pity in it, what a nice girl, why did she get married with the unkind His Royal Highness Bei Wang?Alas... what a pity!

How could Emperor Wende fail to see Mo Xiaobai's perfunctory intentions, but he couldn't say anything, he could only praise Zheng Shuyi well, and then rewarded him again, ending the absurd beginning.

Next up is number two...

When Zheng Shuyi returned to her seat, other people came to congratulate and admire her. When it was Xiaomi's turn, she didn't know what to say for a while. I didn't expect her hesitation to give some people an opportunity. Noble as Zheng Shuyi, after thinking of Mo Xiaobai's humiliation to her just now, when she looked at Mi Xiaomi, the original good impression disappeared instantly, replaced by a faint self-mockery: "Okay, everyone sit down! Nothing good Congratulations, so what if I did a good job? Didn’t it end in a hurry? But you, you have to work hard in the future, don’t you, Ms. Mi? I believe you will impress us all, right?”

(End of this chapter)