Ghost doctor princess

Chapter 59 White Lotus (8)
"Ah, there is such a thing."

After Lan Xiaoling finished speaking, the pretty girl in the peach red short jacket was surprised, her eyes fell on Ding Wang Chu Yilin who was not far away with Princess Changping, seeing how Prince Ding was really interested in Princess Changping.

There were a lot of discussions around, but Yun Ran had already written three poems casually, threw a pen and smiled and looked at Xiao Lao who was two steps away to one side: "Xiao Lao, please look."

Mr. Xiao took two steps forward and took the poems written by Yunran on the case table. He didn't read the poems, but he looked at the handwriting, the strength penetrated the back of the paper, the silver hook and iron painting, the clouds and the dragon, the vigorous and powerful, retractable and retractable, it is really a self-contained Mr. Xiao couldn't help applauding everyone's calligraphy, "Good calligraphy."

After a word, his eyes fell on the three poems written by Yunran, and he felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, so he couldn't help but applaud again: "Good poem."

Especially when he saw the third poem, Xiao Lao couldn't help but read it out: "Beside the broken bridge outside the post, there is no one left alone. It's already dusk alone, and the wind and rain are more important. I don't want to struggle for spring. One term Qunfang is jealous. Scattered pieces are turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

After reading Lao Xiao's poem, there was silence in the Sifang Pavilion. Many people were tasting the poem, only to hear Lao Xiao's voice: "Good calligraphy, good lines, I admire you."

Xiao Lao bowed to the end, and said respectfully to Yun Ran: "The old man has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, and has neglected the princess, please forgive me."

Yun Ranyun said calmly: "In this way, the princess can enter the Sifang Pavilion."

"Yes, yes, princess and prince, please sit down."

Elder Xiao respectfully invited Ding Wang Chu Yilin and Yun Ran to sit down at a good seat, and the Sifang Pavilion became lively all of a sudden. Tang Ziqian and Qin Yucheng looked at each other, then got up first, walked to the table in the middle, and put Yun I took the three poems written by Ran, carefully savored them, from words to poems, and finally had to admit that Yun Ran did not get her name in vain, and it would not be too much to say that she is a talented woman.

Tang Ziqian and Qin Yucheng were inexplicably surprised. How could Yunran be so talented?I didn't see it in the past. Could it be that she was hiding it? This is unlikely. She didn't have the ability to hide it in the past, so she must have studied poetry and poetry in Fengtai County in the past three years. Looking at it with admiration, it really is true.

Tang Ziqian and Qin Yucheng walked to Yunran's side, clasped their fists together and congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations to Princess Changping for becoming a talented woman in Daxuan Capital."

"I still have a lot of skills, you just wait slowly," Yun Ranpi looked at Tang Ziqian and Qin Yucheng with a smile, both of them felt startled, this woman's eyes are not very friendly, Tang Zi Qian immediately thought of his own troubles before, this woman will not settle accounts after the fall.

Yun Ran suddenly got up and approached Tang Ziqian: "Tang Ziqian, your skin is itching, it seems that I can only marry you, and then I will discipline you properly, and let you know why the flowers are so red."

As soon as Yunran finished speaking, Tang Ziqian turned pale and pointed at Yunran, but he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of offending Yunran, he really got angry and married him, and finally turned around with a stiff expression and left, Qin Yucheng had a strange look on his face Looking at Tang Ziqian, he didn't understand why this guy turned pale with fright, and hurriedly followed Tang Ziqian. Yun Ran behind him couldn't help but laugh happily, and looked at the guy who fled, snorting coldly, he deserved it.

In the Sifang Pavilion, everyone rushed to see Yunran's poems, and there were endless praises. Everyone praised Yunran's calligraphy and the exquisiteness of the poems.

Ding Wang Chu Yilin looked at Yunran with a warm smile on his face, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Jiang Xiyue, who was not far away, looked more and more ugly, listening to the praise in his ear, and the sentence What praises, what Changping princess can be called the most talented woman in the capital, what kind of calligraphy is self-contained, can be called everyone, you can say anything.

Jiang Xiyue's face was dark, she gritted her silver teeth secretly, and looked at Zhao Qingyan who was beside her. Zhao Qingyan was also puzzled. She knew this cousin well. She has always been an idiot. When did she become so proficient in calligraphy and poetry? Is it true, did I learn it from a famous teacher outside in the past three years?

In the Sifang Pavilion, Jiang Xiyue's cold and arrogant voice sounded: "Old Xiao, prepare for the competition between me and Miss Lan immediately."

There was a weird smile on Jiang Xiyue's lips, and she beckoned Mei Ruohan and Zhao Qingyan to come closer. The three muttered a few words, then looked at each other and smiled.

It became quiet in the Sifang Pavilion. Today's main focus is the contest between Miss Jiang and Miss Lan. First, Princess Changping came out. Everyone is very excited now. After hearing Jiang Xiyue's words, they are all quiet down.

Xiao Lao immediately ordered people to prepare piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but was stopped by Jiang Xiyue.

"Miss Lan, how about we play something new today?"

Lan Xiaoling stood up, and said neatly, "Say, how do you want to compare?"

Now the more she looks at Jiang Xiyue, the more unhappy she is. In the past, she was self-reliant, arrogant and withdrawn, looked down on others, and often used words to ridicule others to show that she was different and talented. But just now, others praised Changping County When she was in the Lord, she clearly saw her jealous face. Could it be that this is the demeanor of a talented woman, she is really different.

Jiang Xiyue's cold voice sounded: "We don't want to compare piano, chess, calligraphy and painting one by one. It's a waste of time. How about deciding the outcome in one game?"

"Okay," Lan Xiaoling readily agreed. Although she may not be Jiang Xiyue's opponent, as a lady of the Lan Mansion, she has no reason to retreat and not fight. At least let Jiang Xiyue's faction know , she is not a talented woman who is useless and only knows martial arts.

Jiang Xiyue smiled proudly, and a cold voice sounded: "Cheer up, two of us will compare painting in this round, but it's not like one-on-one painting in the past, but three people on each side to paint at the same time. A painting must have the same technique, charm, and lines to be called a high-quality painting. If the lines and techniques are not consistent, it will naturally be inferior, and such paintings are naturally inferior paintings."

From Jiang Xiyue's words, there was an enthusiastic discussion in the Sifang Pavilion. The people present were all talented people in Liangcheng. After hearing Jiang Xiyue's novel comparison, they couldn't help admiring. This is not an easy task. Sure enough. It's clever, and many praises sounded. Jiang Xiyue's depressed mood before finally felt better, but when she raised her eyes to look at His Royal Highness Ding Wang, she found that Ding Wang Chu Yilin didn't look at her, and she couldn't help feeling cold again. At the end of the day, he stared coldly at Yunran, and slowly moved his eyes to Lan Xiaoling.

"Miss Lan, do you dare to fight?"

Just as Lan Xiaoling was about to speak, the charming woman beside her in a peach red short jacket couldn't help but speak out: "Jiang Xiyue, you are obviously deceiving others too much, who doesn't know that you and your people are often together Reciting poems and painting together, we are already familiar with each other's various techniques and exercises, and the tacit understanding is also ten to ten, but we are not familiar with each other, such a comparison is not good for Xiao Ling Fair."

(End of this chapter)