Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 192 He can’t beat her

Feng Chuqi lazily raised her eyes, and when she met Cang Yu's disdainful look, she immediately raised her eyebrows: "You can't beat me, so draw quickly! Otherwise, you won't have a chance to draw later!"

What? He can't beat her?
  Cang Yu was attentive, but all the scribes in the audience burst into laughter: "Haha! Did you hear that, that little girl actually said that Mr. Cang can't beat her? Haha! Hahaha! It's so funny! She has not drawn a single stroke now. , Mr. Cang is almost a painting! She still said that, is she a fool? "

"Aren't you stupid? How can a normal person say such a thing?"

"That's right, a martial artist is a martial artist. He can only practice for a long time, but in the end he becomes a fool. How sad! How sad!"

"you……"

After hearing those unsettling words, all the practitioners of Xuan Qi became uneasy! At that moment, someone was about to rush over and beat those boys with a fist, but was pulled back.

"This is Jade Garden."

Yes, Cuiyuan, I heard that the No. 1 Young Master in the world, Wen Xiu, specifically asked the Emperor for permission to open it for the literati in the world. Although Xuan Qi practitioners are not afraid of anything, they don’t want to deal with the royal family because it is very troublesome. So I usually don’t look for trouble here.

However, when all the Xuan Qi practitioners heard those words, their faces turned completely dark! Like the bottom of a pot.

The second head of the family really regrets coming here now, not to mention being blackmailed out of gold coins by his son. (Ahem, Feng Fei is very wronged. This is what Ah Qi wants to do, okay? He also said that everyone who enters this green garden will be treated equally and no favoritism is allowed. , there’s nothing he can do about it, okay?) It’s so hateful that he still has to suffer from such cowardice! That damn girl, let's see how to deal with her when we get back.

Feng Chuqi, who was on the stage, could not help but shudder. She instinctively looked down the stage, and immediately met the gloomy eyes of the two family heads. She was startled. She could no longer pretend to be serious and looked at the disdainful look on her face. Cangyu said: "You don't believe it, do you? Then I'm here to teach you today what real painting is. Nine, bring me some more pens."

Feng Jiu responded and immediately found more pens for her.

Feng Chuqi took it and said with a sweet smile: "Everyone, watch out! I, Feng Chuqi, can only perform once."

The moment she finished speaking, she slammed the table, and the drawing paper immediately flew up. Feng Chu held the pen with seventy fingers, and with a twist of his body, it was intertwined with the drawing paper in the air. The fragrance of ink rose, and she moved With his fingers flying, he started painting quickly.

Everyone's eyes were dazzled, and the little figure was spinning. They couldn't see clearly how she wrote and how she painted. Finally, with a soft "bang" sound, the figure floated down on the table, and then lifted it. Picking up the cup of tea she drank earlier, she took a big sip, then turned around and sprayed it towards the drawing paper with a "pop" sound...

All of a sudden...

Everyone's eyes suddenly bulged, thinking they were seeing hallucinations. A flash of light flashed before their eyes, and they saw that the originally ordinary painting squirted away with Feng Chuqi's sip of tea. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to come alive, as if they were there. , the scenery inside is vivid and lifelike. The most important thing is that the green bamboo is crystal clear, swaying in the wind, and so green.

There was also a poem inscribed in the lower right corner of the painting. The owner of Cuiyuan felt his heart tremble when he saw it, and he couldn't help but read it out:
  It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.

No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar.

People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.

Others laughed at this statement, as if they were both high and foolish. If you still chew this, there will be Yangzhou cranes in the world.

The whole place was silent.

Whether it is a painting or a poem, it is all eye-catching and amazing. Until now, everyone still couldn't believe that such paintings and poems were actually written by a woman, and she was also a martial artist they had always looked down upon.

This... is so amazing, so unexpected, so shocking!

Feng Chuqi threw away his pen, the wind came and swept away the last bit of incense ash, just in time.

Seeing everyone's expressions, she couldn't help but smile, and she shocked them all with just this show of her hand! It’s too ineffective! It's just a painting and a random poem borrowed from it. What's the big deal? They were surprised by this look on their faces. Look at this little talent, he's still a famous scribe! Really!
  In fact, Feng Chuqi didn't know something. In this continent where the strong are respected and the cultivation of Xuan Qi is the main focus, martial arts has always been valued over literature, so the status of scribes is already low. They became famous in one fell swoop and were appreciated by the Holy One. The status of these scribes was probably even lower.

For this reason, for thousands of years, very few poetry and painting classics have been handed down. Even if they are scribes, they think they are well-read in poetry and books, but their knowledge is limited, so how can they gather with Feng Chuqi and gather several people from all over China? Thousands of years of rich knowledge.

At this time, even Cangyu was stunned when he saw the painting! His eyes were straight and wide, he couldn't look away, and his heart was so shocked.

Seeing Cang Yu's reaction, Feng Chuqi smiled with satisfaction and said lazily: "How is it? Is this girl's painting acceptable?"

Passable? How can this painting be described in just one sentence? It is simply a masterpiece!

While her eyes were straightened, Cang Yu had a look of frustration. He had always been known as a master of poetry and painting, but now he was defeated by a little girl. He was really shameless!
  However, looking down at my own painting, this is indeed incomparable!

"Cangyu lost! I am convinced." Cangyu bowed to Feng Chuqi seriously, her eyes full of frustration.

However, his depression only lasted for a second, and he was replaced by deep surprise again, and his eyes looking at Feng Chuqi became extremely hot. The appearance of this little girl is definitely a big change in the history of literature. In this world where the strong are respected and everyone focuses on practicing Xuanqi, martial arts is valued over literature. If... the green jade eyes flashed , fell into deep thought.

"I still don't believe it! She is good at poetry and painting, and she can do other things as well. I, Li Qing, challenge the girl to play chess." Seeing that Cangyu, who is good at poetry and painting, was defeated, another young man was unconvinced. He stepped forward to challenge Feng Chuqi, but he still didn't believe it! She is just a little girl, she really knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, lyrics and songs.

Feng Chuqi smiled faintly and raised her hand coolly: "Young Master, please..."

Young Master Li Qing snorted coldly, took a seat on the stage, looked at Feng Chuqi and smiled confidently: "Wait a minute, I hope your loss will not be too ugly."

He was surprised that Feng Chuqi could win over Cang Yu, but he had to admit that this little girl's poems and paintings were really amazing and unique. But he was still very confident in his chess skills, and he didn't believe that he would lose to her in chess.

Feng Chuqi just smiled faintly and didn't say much. It was superfluous to say anything at this time. The truth is the truth.

(End of this chapter)