Lord Shang Shu is easy to bend down

Chapter 15 Banquet 15 (Magic Height)
Everyone could see it clearly, but the person in front of them was the head of Nanrong County, and the county prince's mansion was deeply favored, so whoever was willing to offend this person, naturally no one came forward.

Dong Shi's eyes fell on the painting, he appraised it seriously, nodded and said, "The brushwork is superb, Mo Lan is lifelike, Miss Xie Er is the leader."

Not an iota of jealousy, just approval.

Ren Zhenzhen, who was left behind, was also happy for Xie Yuanniang, "The second girl's painting is the leader."

"You can tell me what Ren Zhenzhen likes, and I will draw it for my sister someday."

"What does the second girl paint, what do I like." Ren Zhenzhen was anxious as if she was afraid of being rejected.

After saying this, he was startled by his finger movement, and blushed a little uneasy, for fear of being underestimated.

Xie Yuanniang smiled and said, "Why don't you draw a picture of a magpie kicking a branch? I remember that sister Ren's elder brother is going to participate in the Spring Festival this year. The meaning of the magpie kicking a branch is also good."

In her previous life, she was humiliated and left halfway through the banquet. She didn't know what happened after the banquet, but later she heard that it was at the banquet in the county prince's mansion that Ren Xianhong was amazed by Dong Shi's paintings. , Still married Dong Shi.

Xie Yuanniang glanced at the male guest. The faces were mostly familiar and unfamiliar. I don't know which one is Ren Xianhong. Is it possible to be amazed by her paintings today? His eyes passed by one by one, and he accidentally saw the man who was in the apricot forest before. The boy who was rescued was also looking back at her, Xie Yuanniang nodded slightly, and then looked down, it was the young master, he was also looking at Xie Yuanniang, or staring at Xie Yuanniang, when he saw Xie Yuanniang looking at him, he snorted Turn your head away.

Xie Yuanniang didn't bother to talk to him, the grievances and grievances between the two of them in their previous lives were so great, their eyes moved down again, and they were slightly taken aback.

Gu Tingzhi.

Her husband from the previous life.

At this time, Gu Tingzhi's handsome face is still a little immature, not like the cold and hard face after joining the martial arts.

But Xie Yuanniang knew that it was in this year's spring boudoir that Gu Ting won the number one scholar but did not enter the Hanlin, but joined the army and went to the northwest. Everyone said that Xie Yuanniang planned the marriage and angered Gu Tingzhi to give up himself. Only after three years in the Northwest did he come back after making meritorious service, did the world realize that the Gu family was a family of generals, and Gu Tingzhi also inherited the Gu family's style of generals.

The husband of the previous life, see you today, Xie Yuanniang's face didn't fluctuate much, but she couldn't help but feel an unknown fire in her heart, and she still had a grudge about what he said by the lake that day. Speaking of it, Xie Yuanniang is quite a grudge .

Xie Yuanniang's teeth were a little itchy, she was really stupid, how could Gu Tingzhi be bullied into being so honest in her previous life?

As if aware of someone looking at him, Gu Tingzhi in the crowd also looked over, Xie Yuanniang immediately looked away, she didn't want Gu Tingzhi to be narcissistic and think that she liked him.

Dong Shi's voice over there was lagging behind, which also made people see her chest. Such a chest, in front of all the male guests, also made people take a second look.

In contrast, the Nanrong county lord is much uglier.

Song Shizi blamed his sister for talking too much, and gave her a warning look, Fang smiled calmly, "Breakthrough, it is indeed a rare masterpiece, but the style of this painting seems familiar."

Song Nanrong was stared at, feeling aggrieved in his heart, after hearing this, his suspicious eyes fell on the painting again, Song Huairong's words also attracted others to look at Mo Lantu again.

When she was appointed to paint today, Xie Yuanniang knew in her heart that Song Huairong had plans. Song Huairong was the heir of the county prince's mansion. He was over nineteen years old. , when Xie Yuanniang died in her previous life, the county prince's mansion was still full of beauty and constant favor, which was enough to show that Song Huairong was not a small character.

At this time, when Shizi Song mentioned the style of painting, Xie Yuanniang's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart sank.

"It's a bit like the Layman Lanjin." Dong Shi is good at painting, and he also appreciates many paintings by masters.

After she said this, the mist in front of everyone's eyes was also cleared away, and Song Shizi seemed to be awakened, "I said he looks familiar. There is a pair of works by Layman Lanjin hanging in the father's study, which is right. up."

"Lady Lanjin can be said to be a great master in this world. There are not many works in this world. I don't want to thank the second girl for being able to copy them so similar."

"The works of Layman Lanjin can be counted on one hand. There are two copies in the palace, one in Zhao Shoufu's mansion, one in Gu Erye's hand, and one in the county prince's mansion. This is a well-known thing in the world. Now there is a sixth Vice, how can it not be exciting. The Xie Mansion has a collection of Layman Lanjin's paintings, and I would like to trouble Miss Xie and Master Xie to bring a few words, since everyone knows today, it is inevitable that we will visit the house someday to appreciate it." Song Shizi crossed the crowd and his eyes fell on Xie Yuanniang.

He had gentle eyes and a kind smile, but Xie Yuanniang felt cold all over.

Song Huairong is really good at killing without blood.

It turned out that he was plotting against her here.

Xie Yuanniang is not good at painting, but likes Layman Lanjin's paintings. Nanrong County Lord knows this, because every time she comes to the county palace, Xie Yuanniang will often ask Song Nanrong to take her to the study of the county palace to look at the paintings of Layman Lanjin. There is no one who does not know the noble daughter who often comes to the county prince's mansion.

What Song Shizi said today is to test Xie Yuanniang on the fire. As long as the county palace refuses to admit it, she will explain with a frayed mouth, and no one will believe her words.

What's more, who would offend the county palace for her?

At this time, Song Nanrong finally understood her brother's intentions, her smile widened, and she even waved to Xie Yuanniang kindly, "Xie Er, come quickly, today you are going to give everyone a big surprise."

The eyes that fell on Xie Yuanniang were warm, jealous, disdainful, and suspicious.

Ren Zhenzhen was standing beside Xie Yuanniang, and she was too stiff to move at this time, but fortunately Xie Yuanniang walked forward and took her eyes away, she was slightly relieved, and when she looked up, she saw the male guest dressed in brown Dao Pao's elder brother was smiling at herself, and she smiled back.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Xie Yuanniang walked to Song Nanrong's side gracefully, bright and flamboyant, the Jinling Shuangshu naturally had the confidence to be superior.

Song Shizi looked very emotional today, and also called the men in the guest room, "Ting Zhi, you also come and have a look, if Miss Dong said that the painting style of this Molan painting looks like a blue-breasted layman, I would have thought it was How about your painting style, I remember you mentioned once that you are a disciple of Lay Lan Jin?"

These words sound like a joke from someone close to you, but if you take a closer look, it's not right. The girl in the boudoir looks like a foreigner, so what does that mean?
Immediately, the atmosphere of the crowd in high spirits turned a little bit wrong, and the eyes of the male guests were staring at Xie Yuanniang and Gu Tingzhi nakedly.

　Xie Yuanniang: Who dragged her ex-husband to walk the dog in front of her?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)