Rebirth of the first crazy concubine

Chapter 34
"Don't be so troublesome. I heard that the daughter of the Chu family is a master of chess. How about it? Do you dare to play a game with this king? If you win, this king admits that you have the ability to be the wife of King An!"

"Okay, Yun'er will play a game with the lord." Chu Yun only thought that Dugu Chen really wanted to test her chess skills, and he had never heard of the king's achievements in chess, and it was probably some of his leaders who killed her. The enemy's deeds are full of confidence in himself.

Who knows, there is such a kind of person who is born with great talent, and Dugu Chen is such a kind of person. If he doesn't play chess, it doesn't mean he's not good at it, it's just that he doesn't like to play chess.

Compared with boring and time-consuming things like playing chess, he prefers the feeling of arranging troops on the battlefield and killing countless enemies.

Chu Yun had just left the road where he would be forced to die if he could not reach a hundred sons. He looked at the laid-back Dugu Chen in disbelief. This is him, with mysterious and unpredictable strength.

"Yun'er is willing to bow down. But this only proves that my chess skills are not as good as the prince's. How can it prove that I am not as good as the seventeenth girl of the Mu family?"

Dugu Chen was waiting for her words, and waved: "Mu Shiqi, come here and play chess with me."

For a moment, Mu Shiqi felt that this person was going to punish him, but after another thought, he was in the same camp as him now, so he could only let himself win.

So she boldly went to play, and then found that the selfishness of the king Chen was really too obvious. She wanted to eat chess, and he automatically let her eat. She wanted to surround him, and he deliberately went her way. Hit.

Under his persistent water release, she finally won.

Miss Chu's face turned green over there: "My lord, what do you mean?"

Dugu Chen's expression didn't move at all: "That's what you saw, this king beat you, and Mu Shiqi beat this king, which means that Mu Shiqi is better than you!"

"You..." Chu Yun clasped her hands tightly, her fairy-like beauty was distorted, she looked at Mu Shiqi with hatred, and said sharply, "Prince Chen, you clearly lost to her on purpose!"

"Are you doubting this king's chess skills? Who has seen that this king deliberately lost to Mu Shiqi, if you are brave enough, stand up for this king!" Dugu Chen glanced at her lightly, and asked in a cold voice.

Everyone has seen this, but no one will stand up to displease him. The Chu family and the King Chen and even the emperor are more important, and everyone will naturally distinguish. For the benefit of their own family, no one will come out to this muddy water.

Although Zongzheng Jin bears the name of Mr. Jinxiu, he also represents the Zongzheng family. It is impossible for him to stand up for the sake of a little woman's competitiveness and put the entire Zongzheng family on the cusp of the storm.Furthermore, he also had selfish intentions, thinking that Mu Shiqi could get the position of Prince An's wife. In this way, she would have Prince Chen and Prince An as backers, and the Mu family would not dare to embarrass her anymore, and her life would be easier.

Chu Yun looked at the men around her who kept their heads down and didn't dare to make a sound, she gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't expect that no one in Li Kingdom would dare to provoke Prince Chen. Why bother to make this palace selection, is it interesting to play tricks on the big aristocratic families?"

Mu Shiqi is very similar to Dugu Chen in one point, even when she gets excited, she can't stop it. At first, she also felt that since Dugu Chen said it was just a formality, she just played around and didn't take it seriously. .

Who would have thought that a daughter of the Chu family's prostitute popped out halfway, she would not be able to ignore her unless she was determined to crush her to the ground.She really couldn't take it anymore, what should she do?Then play with her.

Just because she doesn't want to use her brain to think of strategies to play with them doesn't mean she can't play with them, who is she!She was able to climb to the position of sect master among the group of poisonous people in Tang Sect, not just by relying on poison and hidden weapons.

If she starts to want to play, then the disorganized Chu Bailian will collapse.

There was a flash of light in her black eyes, and she raised her eyebrows and looked at Chu Yun: "If Miss Chu refuses to accept it, how about we compete again, monotonous drawing is too boring, how about we change the way of playing, each draw ten pictures of ten things, and then Let the other party guess what is on the painting, and the person who guesses the most wins, do you dare?"

Xiao Qi's interest that had died down was hooked up again, and he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, this is fun. It can not only test your painting skills, but also test your knowledge and knowledge. Mu Shiqi, you are so good at playing. That's it. Alright, compare, compare, compare, draw quickly, and Gu will follow along to guess, Gu likes to play riddles the most."

"Okay, let's compete like this, but let's say it first, you are only allowed to compete with me alone." Chu Yun was so provoked, so she naturally bit the bullet, she didn't believe that without Dugu Chen's assistance, she could do it like this An ugly girl hiding in the corner of Mu's house can draw something rare.

Thinking about her traveling to the Five Kingdoms and seeing so much, how can a woman like her who has never even been out of Shengjing be able to compare with her.She won this game for sure!

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were spread out and placed on the exquisite and luxurious mahogany table. The two of them bent down to paint at the same time. Mu Shiqi started and stopped the brush smoothly and naturally.One by one, the paintings were spread out on the table.

But on Chu Yun's side, she was racking her brains, wanting to win, but she didn't put her mind on the painting techniques, and all of them were painting things that had never been painted before, with trembling brushstrokes, wrong composition, rubbing... It took a few bad pictures before one came out.

In terms of speed, Mu Shiqi lost a lot.

Mu Shiqi stopped and straightened his back, clapped his hands and finished the work, and only three paintings came out from the other side.

When the ink blots were dry, the maids lifted them up one by one, and ten people stood in a row to display them in front of everyone.

"Your Majesty, Miss Mu's family has finished painting." The father-in-law's sharp voice echoed.

Chu Yun got up and took a look at this side, and her brush strokes flickered, ruining another painting.Then I lowered my waist and changed a piece of paper, trembling impatiently, before finally completing another one.

The next few pictures didn't consider any painting techniques at all, and the composition was smudged, and it was fine to draw like one.She had been thinking about things for too long, but now she felt that the eyes staring at her made her feel like she was sitting on a needle mat, as if everyone was doubting her painting skills.

Mu Shiqi was actually hand-painted, but the poisonous weeds and insects she drew were all deeply ingrained in her mind, so she didn't have to think about drawing them casually.So much so that she drew so fast that she severely left Chu Yun behind.

Chu Yun rushed to finish the remaining few paintings, and asked the palace servants to stand in a row holding them up. Everyone scanned the two rows of raised paintings. It can be said that the samples were complicated. It mainly focuses on flowers, grass, fish and insects. Although it is not a freehand painting, it is also interesting and worth seeing.

Looking at Chu Yun again, you can see her superb painting skills in the first few pictures, but although the things are exquisitely drawn, they are as rigid and boring as dead objects, and the latter few pictures are even worse, with the ink smudged and blurred. There was a bit of a pause between the strokes and strokes, and something could be seen, but from the painting, one could see the impetuosity, casualness and perfunctory of the painter.

(End of this chapter)