After the fake daughter of the Hou Mansion returned to the village, she made a lot of money

Chapter 56 Painting (2)
No. 1 is undoubtedly Yun Qingyin, No. 2 is Feng Qianxue, No. 3 is Shen Nanyun who performed piano music, and Princess Anning is ranked sixth.

Regarding this result, Princess Anning was very happy. She didn't even hope to advance.

But she failed completely in the second round, she didn't know anything about poetry.

The second round of the competition will start again after drawing lots, and there will be a break before it will start.

While the women were preparing for the second round of competition, the men had already completed the first round of poetry discussion.

The students performed enthusiastically in order to show more face in front of Mr. Cong, while the sons of the aristocratic families wanted to win the first prize.

More than 20 people advanced to the first round.

Between the two rounds, the men also sat together in twos and threes, discussing the painting of Princess Anning.

Sun Jin, who was sent to inquire about news, ran back.

"Master, after Princess An Ning, Miss Feng painted a picture of chrysanthemums. Most of the other girls showed piano skills and chess games. Miss Shen's piano music also received a good response. Miss Yun also drew a picture."

His cheery words were barely concealed, so everyone else heard them.

Zhao Moqing was a master who couldn't sit still, so it's not surprising that he would ask people to inquire.

Feng Jingxi tilted her head to listen.

Zhao Qinghan was also listening.

Everyone was a little disappointed after hearing this. The piano skills are nothing more than those, and they probably won't be able to play very well, and the chess game is probably quite satisfactory. It's not bad that Huahua can show the artistic conception of Princess Anning. It surpassed the painting of Princess Anning.

Someone said curiously, "I heard that Ms. Feng is very good at painting flowers, birds and fish. The flowers she painted this time must be the best of the best."

Shanjin said, "Miss Feng painted chrysanthemums. I took a look at it from a distance, and it was really good."

Zhao Qinghan said, "It's fine for us all to sit here, why don't you run some errands and get that painting back, so we can pass it on for a look."

Shan Jin first looked at Zhao Moqing.

Zhao Moqing waved his hand and let him go, "Bring back Yun Qingyin's painting as well."

"okay!"

Shanjin went to run errands.

Sitting at the back, Shen Anqiu, who was not very interested in the matters discussed by these noble sons, raised his head and looked forward.

Zhao Qinghan said with a smile, "Could it be that the seventh brother still remembers the embarrassing incident when he was a child, and wanted to take out Miss Yun's painting to compete with Princess Anning and Miss Feng?"

Originally, it wasn't a big deal for two people to fight, but it was still very embarrassing for a man Zhao Moqing to be crushed and beaten by a hairy girl, so for a while, the brothers would use this matter to cancel Zhao Moqing.

Later, both of them grew up, and Yun Qingyin's notoriety in Zhongyonghou's mansion spread far and wide, and the wives of all the mansions secretly told their daughters not to have any contact with Yun Qingyin, so as not to be tarnished.

And Yun Qingyin probably also knew that she was not to be seen, and gradually she didn't go out of the house to play with others. Basically, she was not seen at the flower viewing banquet or the poetry writing banquet. She was only in her own house. Li Heng, this matter gradually faded out of people's sight.

And the Seventh Prince is no longer a child, he is a prince, so you have to be cautious when speaking in front of him, so almost no one mentions this matter.

Zhao Moqing said with a smile, "How can Third Brother be sure that her paintings are no better than Miss Feng's?"

But it's not obvious, Feng Qianxue is famous far and wide, and everyone in the capital knows that Feng Qianxue is good at both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her limelight once overwhelmed Feng Jingxi, the daughter-in-law of the Dingnan Palace.

But Zhao Qinghan might be too disrespectful to other girls by saying this, so he said euphemistically, "I've never heard that Miss Yun is also good at painting."

"I've never heard that she is good at composing poems. Didn't my third brother always admire the poem she made before?"

Zhao Qinghan said, "Let's take a look at the painting after we bring it over."

I don't want to say any more.

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to Yun Qingyin's words, and he wanted to see Feng Qianxue's paintings.

After waiting, they finally heard Shanqi's footsteps. Everyone stretched their heads involuntarily to look at the painting in Shanjin's hand. He wanted to let Zhao Moqing look at it first, but Zhao Moqing raised his hand and pushed it away, "To three Brother."

Zhao Qinghan took the painting, stood up, and spread it out on the table. Many students gathered around and watched the painting in Zhao Qinghan's hand unfold slowly.

A chrysanthemum diagram appears.

Very delicate, very gorgeous, there is a kind of graceful beauty.

"Miss Feng's paintings are really good. I have seen many paintings of chrysanthemums before, but none of the chrysanthemums they painted are as good as Miss Feng's."

"My elder sister likes Ms. Feng's paintings very much. She has collected many imitations of her paintings. Her biggest wish in this life is to have a painting by Ms. Feng. It is estimated that when this painting is spread, she will definitely would be happy."

"Yes, yes, my mother also likes Miss Feng's paintings."

The students talked in a hurry.

Zhao Qinghan watched, Master Cong walked over with his hands behind his back.

"What do Mr. Cong think of this painting?"

Master Cong looked at it for a while, "It's too much pursuit of formal beauty."

Zhao Qinghan said, "I think this painting is very good."

Zhao Moqing slipped Shan Jinti over, held him by the collar and turned him around, but didn't find what he wanted, so he let go in disgust, "Where's Yun Qingyin's painting?"

Fascinated, Feng Jingxi's eyes became focused, and she looked at Shan Jin.

Shen Anqiu, who was sitting at the back, also looked at him.

Shanjin suddenly felt that he was being pierced by the three eyes that seemed to have substance, and there was even some kind of resentment in it, Shanjin suddenly fell down, "I didn't find Miss Yun's painting."

"How is it possible?" Zhao Moqing said, "Go look for it again."

Zhao Qinghan sat back and heard what they said, "Someone will put away the excellent paintings drawn by the girls in time, and put them in one place. If Miss Yun's paintings are not received there, Naturally, you can't find it, and it's useless to ask him to run errands."

He said it almost indifferently.

Thinking about it, it was probably received in another place along with the waste, and then disposed of in a centralized manner.

Shen Anqiu said, "Qingqing prepared sand paintings, not paper scrolls."

Zhao Moqing glanced at Shen Anqiu, then turned around and said to Shan Jin, "Go find it."

Zhao Qinghan was a little impatient, "I'm going to start writing poems later, and you don't have to take her paintings back."

At least Feng Qianxue's painting has already been placed there, and most people agree that it is good enough to prove that this time Feng Qianxue still has not insulted her name as a talented woman, and taking Yun Qingyin's painting back, in addition to letting her humiliate herself, Zhao Qinghan couldn't think of any other possibility.

In a painting, Princess Anning is beautiful in artistic conception, and Feng Qianxue is beautiful in form. Both forms have reached their own heights, and it is impossible for any painting to surpass them.

(End of this chapter)