Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 74
"Tell me." Yang Shuyuan looked at Han Duyue expectantly.

Han Duyue leaned into Yang Shuyuan's ear and expressed her thoughts. After hearing this, Yang Shuyuan couldn't help showing a little hesitation: "Is this really possible?"

"Although it's a little opportunistic, I can't think of any other way now. Can you think of a better way?" Han Duyue pursed her lips and shrugged helplessly.

Yang Shuyuan was silent, she couldn't think of any other way at all, after a moment of hesitation, Yang Shuyuan clenched her fists and nodded: "Okay, then let's do it this way."

The two were not in a hurry to go forward, and Yang Shuyuan didn't go forward until the others had almost completed their poems and paintings.

"Second Sister, have you already thought about what to draw?" Yang Shuyu is actually not in a good mood at the moment, although she has already seen the hope of victory at this moment.

Compared with others, Yang Shuyu's painting skills may not have much advantage, but the poems she asked Bai Yunyun to write are definitely much better than others.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Shuyu is not very happy, because Mrs. Yang hired someone to write the poem for her, but now Bai Yunyun has to write it for her, and now all the praise falls on Bai Yunyun. How could Yang Shuyu not be angry?

Yang Shuyuan smiled slightly, but did not answer, but just picked up a pen and began to draw on the rice paper.

Looking at the peach blossom forest that was slowly outlined on the paper, Yang Shuyu couldn't help but smile smugly. Although this painting skill is not bad, it is still not as good as hers. As for the poem, Yang Shuyu glanced contemptuously at the stand Han Duyue on the side, a little peasant girl, probably can't even read, how can she write poetry?

After Yang Shuyuan drew a peach blossom forest with a serious face, she stopped writing slightly. Just when everyone thought she was about to write, she picked up the pen again. Among them, the most conspicuous one was a peach tree full of peach blossoms. outline it.

Yang Shuyu was a little dumbfounded, and then couldn't help laughing out loud: "Second sister, don't you know that you won't get the first prize, so you started to paint carelessly?"

Yang Shuyuan pretended that she didn't hear Yang Shuyu's words, and filled the peach tree with peaches, and then stopped: "I've finished drawing, Xiaoyue, and I'll leave it to you."

"Forgive me, ladies, I'm not very good at writing yet, so this poem..." Han Duyue scratched her head embarrassingly, her face was a little embarrassed, she really couldn't write the words here.

Bai Yunyun smiled contemptuously: "It seems that you can't compose this poem?"

"No, I've already thought of a poem, but because I can't write, I wonder if I can stop writing it and say it directly when I show the painting to Master Yang later?" Han Duyue lowered her head slightly, looking very embarrassed.

Bai Yunyun was just about to refuse, but Yang Shuyu said, "It's fine, if you say it in public, it will let us all learn a lot."

"Then I would like to thank Miss Yang." Of course Han Duyue knew that Yang Shuyu didn't think about her when she said this, but wanted her to make a bigger embarrassment in front of everyone, but since the other party agreed, she always wanted to express her gratitude Well.

Yang Shuyu had planned to take these poems and paintings to Mr. Yang for review, so that she could not only win the top spot, but also let the guests see her talent and publicize her talent better.

Now that everyone had finished their poems and paintings, Yang Shuyu couldn't wait to take the paintings to Master Yang's study.

When she arrived at the place, Yang Shuyu said her request very shyly: "Daddy, here are the poems and paintings of my daughter and all the ladies. I would like to ask Daddy to comment on one or two. Is it possible?"

Master Yang has always liked to play with words and ink, when he heard this, he nodded with a smile, and called the masters and young masters who were also in the study to come and judge together.

When the young masters heard that these poems and paintings were all made by the young ladies present, they immediately became interested, and one by one rushed forward one by one, making all the young ladies blush.

Yang Shuyu picked up the painting that Master Yang had made first, feeling a little shy in her heart, but who knew that instead of waiting for Master Yang's compliment, she was criticized for nothing: "The brushwork in this painting is still too blunt. Some, the red plums originally meant arrogance, but the red plums in this painting are like spring flowers, there is really no arrogance at all..."

In fact, it's not that Master Yang really thinks how bad this painting is, it's just to show his erudition, so he naturally has to start with a critical attitude.

After hearing these words, Yang Shuyu felt the meaningful gazes of everyone, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to slip in.

Fortunately, Mr. Yang didn't stay too much on this painting, and then turned to the poem, because he had already criticized it before, and this poem was really good, so Mr. Yang began to praise again: "This poem is really good. The pride of plum blossoms is vividly displayed, and it is quite strong."

"Thank you, Uncle Yang, for your compliment." Although Bai Yunyun knew that this poem was not written by her, she couldn't help opening her mouth after hearing this. She really wanted to see those young masters look at her with admiration.

When the young masters heard the words, they looked at Bai Yunyun with approval, and Bai Yunyun raised his chin proudly.

But Yang Shuyu, who was standing beside her, couldn't help gnashing her teeth. These compliments should belong to her, they were all Bai Yunyun... No, it's all Han Duyue's fault for coming up with the bad idea of ​​two people working together, otherwise she would definitely be able to win in the future. Poetry and painting all come out on top!

Thinking of this, Yang Shuyu couldn't help but glared at Han Duyue fiercely, stepped forward and said: "Daddy, the second sister and the girl from the Han family have also made poems and paintings, daddy will also take a look at it?"

As he said that, without waiting for Master Yang to nod, he directly pulled out the last painting and presented it in front of everyone, then deliberately said: "This painting was made by the second younger sister, and the poem... because the girl from the Han family doesn't know how to write it." Writing, so I couldn't write it down, but Miss Han said that she wanted to recite that poem face to face."

Master Yang nodded indifferently, and then set his eyes on the painting. When he saw the peaches on the particularly conspicuous peach tree, he was stunned: "Since it's a peach blossom in full bloom in spring, why is this peach blossom blooming in spring? But the tree is full of peaches?"

"I also find it strange, but she didn't tell me how I asked my second sister just now," Yang Shuyu took the lead, drawing everyone's attention to Yang Shuyuan, "Second sister, now daddy is asking the same question, you You can’t still refuse to say it, can you?”

Yang Shuyuan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Big sister was joking, I actually only thought of the fragrance of peach blossoms before, so I drew it, but then I realized that today is my father's birthday, so I thought that if this fragrant peach blossom and that symbol of longevity Putting my birthday peaches in one place may have a special taste."

"Miss Yang Er said so, I think this painting is very appropriate." Han Duyue didn't give others a chance to speak, and walked forward with a smile, pointing to the scene in the painting, "Master Yang You see, the peaches on the peach tree represent your birthday, and the peach blossoms represent Miss Yang and Miss Yang who are in their cardamom years, doesn’t this represent the wonderful thing about Master Yang’s family living together?”

Originally, Yang Shuyu wanted to ridicule Yang Shuyuan, but after hearing what Han Duyue said, how could she speak?
Who doesn't like to hear good things, and Master Yang is no exception. After hearing Han Duyue's obvious flattery, he couldn't help laughing: "You girl can talk, so this peach tree is not bad. .”

"This painting is pretty good, but I don't know what happened to Miss Han's poem?" Yang Shuyu gritted her teeth and looked at Han Duyue, waiting to see him make a fool of herself.

"Since Miss Yang is in such a hurry, then I'm going to make a fool of myself, but I hope you don't laugh at me after hearing this." Han Duyue nodded, and slowly said the poems he borrowed, "Pine age is long, The peach holding the sun is three thousand years old; the crane language sends the spring and autumn, and the ancient cypress towers forty. I don't know if this is qualified, but I just saw the painting of Miss Yang Er, and I saw the tree full of peaches, After the peach tree full of peach blossoms, I thought of this."

This poem is not about flowers, it is clearly for birthday celebrations.

If it was normal, I'm afraid I would be criticized to death, but today is Master Yang's birthday. No one who listens to this poem can say anything critical. This is exactly where Han Duyue is opportunistic.

So even if Yang Shuyu had a thousand words, she didn't know how to say it for a while. She really didn't expect Han Duyue to come up with this poem. Obviously, this was the idea of ​​that bitch Yang Shuyuan!
With Han Duyue's opportunism, the final result is naturally self-evident, but Han Duyue still knows that he is opportunistic, so Yang Shuyuan said generously: "Father, I know why you think your daughter The painting is good because of the filial piety in my daughter's painting. However, in terms of painting skills alone, I am still not as good as my eldest sister, and my daughter didn't intend to ask for the first prize, so I asked my father to give it to my elder sister. Sister."

These words are very considerate, which not only shows her filial piety, but also shows her generosity.

After hearing the words, Master Yang really showed a look of relief, and looked at Yang Shuyuan with a different look from before: "Yuan'er, you really have grown up."

When Yang Shuyu heard this, she was almost pissed off. Could it be that her father was blaming her for not being polite and not growing up?
"Daddy, my daughter doesn't want to be the first one, as long as my daughter is happy." Yang Shuyu hurriedly expressed her opinion, but it didn't seem so much sincerity to everyone.

Han Duyue saw that the matter was almost done, and said with a smile: "The two young ladies of the Yang family are really harmonious, you have to push me for this kind of thing, why don't you just give the money to the two young ladies?"

"How can it be done? I wrote that poem, even if it is going to be the top prize, it should be my share!" Bai Yunyun refused, because she liked the two hairpins very much.

Yang Shuyu didn't expect Bai Yunyun to say this, and she was so angry that she almost told the truth. Fortunately, she was still a little rational, so she could only smash her teeth and swallow it in her stomach: "Since Yunyun likes it, I will give you the hairpin." .”

"Miss Yang is really generous, so this hairpin should be owned by Miss Bai and Miss Yang." Han Duyue looked at Yang Shuyu with a smile, and made Yang Shuyu even more angry.

Yang Shuyuan knew that Han Duyue's help was the reason why she won the top spot this time, so she hurriedly said: "The hairpin should have been given to you, but I will never take it."

"What are you talking about? Do you think my status is suitable for wearing such a gorgeous hairpin?" Han Duyue blinked, pointing to her hair with only a few ribbons.

After listening to the dialogue between Yang Shuyuan and Han Duyue, and recalling Bai Yunyun's attitude before, Yang Shuyu became even more angry, but she had already spoken, and she couldn't get the hairpin back.

A poetry and painting competition specially prepared for Yang Shuyu turned out like this in the end, maybe even Mrs. Yang didn't expect it.

(End of this chapter)