Reborn as the first poisonous concubine

Chapter 659
"Yes!" Because Lu Yuechan had angered the emperor before, it was unavoidable that she was a little trembling when she wrote the second song of Yong Xue. Originally, her regular script skills were the best, so she deliberately chose such a long song of Yong Mei. Who knew that it would touch the emperor's bottom line, but This Song of Snow can only show the running script that I am not very good at!
"The sleet is gathered first, the snow is zero, and the splendor is scattered, and the eaves are covered.

The music room is cold and the new wind is fierce, and the state land is dry and the crowds are singing. "

She wrote the four lines of Wang Shaozhi's acrostic poem with trepidation, and after writing the last word, she was still uneasy, and her hand couldn't help shaking suddenly. As a result, a drop of thick ink fell on the paper, which was particularly annoying.

Lu Yuechan had offended the emperor before, but now the emperor finally gave herself a chance to forgive her sins, but the result was not perfect, and she became more and more disturbed.

Everyone, including Xiao Heng, also saw the dripping ink on the paper, coupled with her frightened appearance, they already guessed that her so-called talent was probably just a bragging, and all the previous sighs to her were turned away. for contempt.

In fact, dripping ink often happens to people who like calligraphy and painting, but Lu Yuechan is not fond of calligraphy and painting at all, so when this kind of thing happens for a while, I don't know what to do.

The eunuch in charge, Chen Rong, brought this painting in front of the emperor, and said with some embarrassment: "Your Majesty, this painting..."

Seeing the dripping ink on the paper, Concubine Lu Gui gave Lu Yuechan a look of resentment. She never expected that Lu Yuechan would be so dishonest. Seeing her running script, she might not be able to catch the eyes of the emperor, so she could only sneer and say : "Your Majesty, let Yuechan write another word in regular script again!"

Just as Xiao Heng was about to speak, Wei Zijin, who had long been displeased with Lu Yuechan ruining the ink, paper and inkstone, finally couldn't help but stand up.

"There's no need to rewrite it, my concubine please give it a try..."

She didn't want to be in the limelight at first, but she loves calligraphy and painting so much that she really can't bear to watch it any longer!
Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows, looked at Wei Zijin for a moment, and said with great interest: "Since you have a way, you might as well try it! Come and serve me with pen and ink!"

Wei Zijin Shi Shiran walked to the table, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he picked up a pen and drew on the drop of ink. Just a few strokes in a hurry, he drew a cluster of plum blossoms, which not only covered up the drop of ink, but also appeared more lifelike. , as if Dongmei was born on rice paper, if it weren't for the black ink, it would be able to confuse the real one!
When Chen Rong re-displayed this picture with plum blossoms in front of everyone, everyone was amazed.

"Princess Luoyang's brushwork is amazing!"

It was also the first time for Prince Xiao Changgong to see the writing skills of this imperial aunt, and he didn't feel admiration. He didn't expect that she could not only put on a military armor to go to the battlefield, but also have such talent!

While admiring, he became more and more envious of the emperor's uncle, envied that he could marry such a strange woman, and became more and more determined that he was not in a hurry to establish a crown prince!
"Princess Luoyang can draw such plum blossoms with just a few strokes. She really is a talented woman..." An elderly prince stroked his beard and sighed with a smile: "This plum blossom is right next to the poem of singing snow. The scene of plum blossoms in the snow is interesting!"

"Although plum blossoms are good, the characters are so-so. They are not worthy of such vivid plum blossoms!"

Someone also said such a sentence suddenly, Lu Yuechan's face suddenly turned green and pale, and her jealous eyes swept towards Wei Zijin, jealous of her calligraphy and painting, and hated her for suppressing her limelight, and also provoked a group of people to criticize her bad calligraphy and painting The taunt!

(End of this chapter)