the first lady

Chapter 197

What puzzled Zongzheng Yi was that she couldn't write well herself, so why would she say an inscription today?
Of course, he wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to write, on the contrary, he was full of confidence in her.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Zong Zhengyi was painting quietly, which was in stark contrast to the amazing dancing posture and painters on the opposite side. Countless people were amazed at the collaboration and painters of Mo Xiong and Mo Ying.Everyone commented, full of surprise.

The two of them at such a young age have to be praised for doing such a thing!
Zong Zhengyi's side was still quiet, and in the process of painting, Qiao Ling'er would gently wipe the sweat off his forehead with her sleeves. She didn't pay attention to the other side, and she had already been drawn People surrounded her, she couldn't see even if she wanted to, but Mo Ying's dancing figure could be seen.

Qiao Linger's gaze never left the pen in Zong Zhengyi's hand. Seeing his graceful movements, each stroke was incomparably harmonious, and the colors and lines were drawn just right. When he saw the painting clearly, The shock in her heart could no longer be described.

"Ling'er, is it okay?" Zong Zhengyi put away his pen and made the last sketch.

Qiao Linger can no longer use shock to describe the painting in front of her eyes. In the 21st century, she has never seen any good paintings. No matter if it is a famous painting or an ancient painting, it is eclipsed by the painting in front of her. .

"Ling'er?" Zong Zhengyi couldn't help shouting when he saw her dumbfounded look.

"Huh?" Qiao Ling'er recovered from the faint scent of ink, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then stepped forward, gently opened it to draw, and took a look.He whispered: "It's amazing, this painting must be given to me." Such a painting is definitely worth money!
If Zongzheng Yi knew that her current idea was worth money, he probably didn't know whether he would cry or laugh.

Zongzheng Yi smiled dotingly, this painting was drawn according to her intention, but now it was almost time, so he smiled and said: "Ling'er, it's time for the inscription." Handed over.

Qiao Ling'er took the pen, she didn't like the soft fur, but she learned to control it in the following period of time.In addition, the owner of her original body is a rare talented woman, and calligraphy is always much easier than painting.

With a swipe of the pen, in the corner of the empty space, strange words were written.

When her last stroke was over, half an hour was also over, and Mo Ying and Mo Xiong on the opposite side also completed that shocking work.

A huge painting was displayed in front of everyone. In the painting was a family of six. The house was not in the style of the Nanwu Kingdom, but in the style of the Yi people. On the painting, a middle-aged man was holding a bow and holding a young man. He pointed his hand at an archery target, and it was obvious that he was teaching the young man how to archery.On the side of the wide road, a girl in pink is flying a kite, looking up at the paper kites that have been released into the sky; under the apricot tree, a middle-aged woman is weaving, the apricot blossoms are floating down, occasionally falling on the In front of the door, two gray-haired old men smiled and looked at the smiling girl. The old woman seemed to be calling her, and the smile on the old man's face was particularly obvious. Holding the teacup, the wrinkles on his face formed textures, which could be seen clearly.

The expressions of all the characters can be seen clearly, even the expressions of the characters, a petal, are so clear.Just like a real person, it is even impossible to tell whether it is reality or a painting.

And on that corner, the characters that are comparable to celebrities are flying and dancing, which undoubtedly adds more color to this stunning work.

Lifelike and lifelike.

The people in the painting seem to be able to move, just like living people. Even at a glance, one can know that the title of "love" is a description of family affection.A family of six, living comfortably, incomparably harmonious.

Emperor Wu, Helian Feiyan and Helian Feiyu's eyes sank when they saw the painting. No wonder they were so confident. This painting, not to mention ordinary people can't do it, even a saint of painting is afraid Not enough.

Emperor Wu's eyes darkened even more. If he wins this round, it will be a write-off, and the two sides will draw. In this way, the previous competition will be in vain.

"Prime Minister, please." Rui Tianao was very satisfied with Mo Ying and Mo Xiong's performance, but there was still no extra look on his face.He didn't say before, this is also two competitions, calligraphy and painting are different, they will win!
Zong Zhengyi still had a gentle smile on his face, and stepped back a little, allowing the two eunuchs to hold up the painting.

In the painting, golden yellow is the main color, depicting two phoenixes, the so-called Luan Feng, but there are no extra colors to set off, most of them are orange red and golden yellow.

Luanfeng is a divine bird, no one has ever seen them, but now that Zongzhengyi has described them like this, everyone knows that they really exist.But in the painting, the phoenix and the phoenix cross their necks, one standing and one lying down, which can reflect a kind of admiration between the two sides no matter how you look at it.Luanfeng is the representative of love, so it represents love.But in this painting, there seems to be something lacking, the movement of Luanfeng's head seems a little unnatural.

Although the painting is fascinating, it is slightly better than the colorful picture of happy family, especially when everyone saw the words of the question, because they couldn't understand it, and they didn't know what it was. Character.

Helian Feiyan's complexion changed, how can such a painting compare with that arrogant painting?He clenched his fist tightly, and soon loosened it again. A cold-blooded smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Zong Zhengyi was undoubtedly looking for death by himself.

When everyone looked at the painting, Luanfeng painted it extremely finely, but there was no joy, and it didn't have much of a feature. Adding that word, everyone felt it was even more messy.Compared with the words of happy family, such a painting is definitely not worth mentioning.They all have a conclusion in their minds, and now it depends on whether Emperor Wu will admit it!

"Prime Minister, is this the picture of you and Ling'er?" Emperor Wu asked in a deep voice, obviously unhappy.

"Your Majesty, can you temporarily extinguish the candles in the hall?" Zong Zhengyi asked gently, with the smile on his face unchanged.

"Turn out the lamps and candles in the hall?" Emperor Wu was slightly surprised, but it was well concealed.

Zong Zhengyi nodded, and turned to Rui Tianao: "Special Envoy Rui, do you allow it?"

Rui Tianao also had his own plans in mind, he guessed that he would not be able to play any tricks, so he nodded.

Qiao Ling'er walked over to a little eunuch and asked him to prepare some things that should be used, so that people can see the gradually darkening Chaoyang Palace.Darkness is the most dangerous time, so at this moment, the guards have also raised their vigilance, and the guards at the door are even more afraid to relax.

Chaoyang Hall is too big, it took a stick of incense time for all the candles to go out, only a few lanterns were lit, and following Qiao Linger's instructions, they walked behind Zong Zhengyi's painting.

Emperor Wu was already a little angry in his heart, but when he heard the exclaimed voices from those special envoys, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The phoenix, which was originally only golden and orange, was illuminated by the golden light at this moment. The lantern was placed behind the painting, making the phoenix seem to be glowing, and the whole body of the phoenix was shining brightly.With good vision, you can see that there are fine spots on Luanfeng's body, like pinholes, shining through the candlelight.

Luanfeng is originally a divine bird, so this golden light makes this pair of divine birds full of divine aura.

In the darkness, Rui Tianao's expression changed slightly, as did Mo Ying and Mo Xiong.But they still gritted their teeth, this method is novel, but don't be afraid, the words in the inscription are so dazzling, they still have a chance.

"It's Lanshu's pen!" After seeing through the fine point, someone growled in surprise.

"Ah, I saw the word!" Suddenly, a person screamed, because he couldn't squeeze in the front, he stood behind the Luanfeng picture, but accidentally saw the word in the corner.

When everyone heard his voice, they all walked back together, temporarily ignoring the so-called "Lanshu's pen".

Helian Feiyu's eyes lit up, and he ordered: "Turn the painting upside down."

Although the little eunuch didn't know the reason, he still did as he was told.

Zongzheng Yi and Qiao Linger looked at each other and smiled charmingly.

At first glance, everyone who saw the painting was stunned.

The light on the two phoenixes became clearer, and even the posture of crossing their necks became clearer, as well as the posture of the lying phoenix, including the tightly closed eyes and... tears.

The lying phoenix was crying, while the standing one had his eyes closed, and he could clearly see the crystals at the corners of his eyes.

What kind of method is this...?The two phoenixes were crying, as if they were parting, or as if they were reunited, but no matter which one they were, they made people feel helpless and even sad.

The color, shrouded in light, brings out the sacredness, nobility, and ordinary affection of Luanfeng. The proper depiction and delicate technique make people have to applaud!
Such a painting is peerless!
Mo Xiong and Mo Ying were completely pale. This painting...is absolutely impossible for them to paint. Even though they painted everyone in the painting vividly and realistically, compared with the luminous thing in front of them, there is a gap... Too far!

A masterpiece, this painting is definitely a masterpiece!
What is even more surprising is that the words that were not clearly visible at first, at this moment, under the candlelight, also reflected the candlelight, emitting a golden light.

Helian Feiyu took a step forward, and read out the inscription loudly: "Slender clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far and dark. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win the world. Tenderness is like water, and the wedding is like a dream." , endured the magpie bridge to return. If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening..."

(End of this chapter)