Good luck of rebirth

Chapter 483: A Marriage from an Official (3)
When the nine people finished their paintings, it entered the most critical moment today. Many people held their breath, watching their own paintings, which were passed on to the Empress Dowager by several father-in-laws.

When she turned to Jin Hao's imitated camellia, the Queen Mother paused, and couldn't help but raise her eyes to see the girl with clear eyebrows... She really has a delicate heart.

After the Empress Dowager appreciates it again, it is sent to the nine hanging flower screen shelves and hung up.

Hanging like this, it seemed that Jin Hao's painting was unusually abrupt. Several people who painted together looked suspiciously at Jin Hao from the corner of their eyes. Everyone had heard of Jin Hao's painting skills in the academy. , so she actually copied the camellia in the palace, which is really surprising.

Zhu Danfeng looked at the camellia, then at the winter jasmine, and then turned to look at the painter. Although she herself felt that Xia Yuhe's painting was more artistic than Jin Hao's today, but her intuition But she told her that the queen mother's butterflies would definitely like the butterflies copied by Jinhao more, there is no reason, she just thought so, and she was so sure.

At this time, the queen mother waved her hand and said lazily: "Okay, let the butterfly come out to choose the female officer!"

Hearing this, several charming maids grabbed the mouth of the cloth bag, carried the caught butterfly, stopped in front of the painting, loosened the mouth of the cloth bag, and let the butterfly fly out.

There was silence in the hall, not only the top students, but also the eunuchs and maids on duty, all of them opened their eyes wide open, waiting to see who the female official was chosen by the butterfly.

The Empress Dowager looked at the fluttering butterflies, an indiscernible light flashed in her eyes.

Zhu Danfeng's admiration for Jin Hao has been sublimated again. Sure enough, butterflies like camellias more... It turns out that butterflies are tea lovers, and this is the first time she understands.

There are obviously more butterflies on the Jinhao camellia than on other painting papers. Although the winter jasmine painting is lifelike, it is still not more popular than the Jinhao camellia.

Candidates for the female officer have already been announced.

Jinhao let out a long breath, only to realize that he had been holding his breath just now.

The old nanny next to the queen mother couldn't help exclaiming: "I really didn't expect that Miss Mo Wu would be so lucky, and Die Li likes her so much."

The Empress Dowager glanced at her meaningfully, and said in a low voice, "She is naturally lucky." Only the master and servant could hear it.

Mo Jin's good luck, even the Queen Mother herself can't help but envy her, and she actually worked hard for the Queen Mother to cheat for her... Among Jin Hao's paints, the Queen Mother ordered someone to do tricks, it's hard not to win, let alone this child With a strange and exquisite heart, the queen mother believed that even if she hadn't made a move, those butterflies would still like the beautiful camellia.

The moment Jin Hao stepped into the Compassionate Ning Palace, the position of Jin Hao's female official was already doomed.

After hearing what the queen mother said, the old mother pursed her lips and snickered: because she was the one who messed with the paint.

Just when the palace maid next to the queen mother announced that Jin Hao had won, Xia Yuhe didn't know where the courage came from, and yelled loudly: "The empress dowager, my little girl, my little girl refuses to accept..."

Immediately, everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Yuhe's body. The Empress Dowager's face darkened slightly, staring at Xia Yuhe firmly, like the ice and snow from the source of ten thousand years of ice, cold, sharp and chilling.

"What is your dissatisfaction?" Although it was just such a cold look, it could make people feel the murderous aura that could not be concealed: a little courtier dared to make her decision.

In the Empress Dowager's mind, she was the one directing all of this, so Xia Yuhe's rebuttal was a challenge to her authority and status.

Being scolded so coldly by the Queen Mother, Xia Yuhe immediately shuddered. She couldn't help trembling in her heart, but still stammered: "Butterfly...Butterfly chooses female officials...Obviously, the pictures of ministers are better...But... ...the butterfly chose...the camellia..." At the end, Xia Yuhe cried aggrievedly, obviously her paintings were more beautiful and beautiful, but those butterflies didn't know how to appreciate them, and they liked Mo Jin's paintings even more. This is simply, simply unbelievable.

"Mo Jinhao, Aijia heard that you have outstanding painting skills, but why do you prefer to copy today?"

The Queen Mother glanced at the crying Xia Yuhe, and instead of answering her question, she asked Jin Hao something irrelevant.

There was a smile on Jin Hao's face, just like the warm sun coming out of the clouds, as bright as spring flowers blooming on the branches in spring.

"Because there are camellias in the empress dowager's palace."

Everyone was puzzled, but they heard the beautiful and elegant girl who looked like a fairy, whispering: "When the little girl just entered the Palace of Compassion and Ning, she found that in the palace of the Empress Dowager, camellias were in full bloom, and the fragrance was leisurely, and many butterflies surrounded the blooming flowers. The flowers danced lightly, so the little girl concluded that these butterflies should be caught by the empress dowager instructing the maids in the Palace of Compassion and Peace, and if this is the case, it means that these butterflies are often close to the camellias."

"And when the little girl observed it, she noticed that the flowers of the eighteen bachelors were more likely to attract butterflies, so the little girl copied the eighteen bachelors."

The queen mother was quiet. She didn't raise her eyes to look at Xia Yuhe until Jin Hao finished speaking: "Now you are convinced that you can lose?"

Everyone looked at the alluring Jinhao, with deep admiration in their eyes, even Ning Ruoqiu looked at Jinhao dumbfounded, as if they had never known this stunning girl: the nine of them came together, Naturally, they have also seen the scene that Jin Hao saw, but no one is as thoughtful as her, and she knows the details.

However, Zhu Danfeng's complexion remained unchanged. She had personally experienced Jinhao's meticulous thoughts, so now she doesn't find it strange to hear Jinhao say this: Jinhao wins, so there is nothing strange about it. If Jinhao loses , she will find it strange.

A smile flashed in the eyes of the old mother beside the queen mother. The queen mother should be at ease now. Miss Mo Wu, Lan Xinhui, is extremely intelligent and observant. With such a person by the princess' side, I think it will be comforting Princess.

Moreover, with Fifth Miss Mo guarding Zhuangyuanlang, Weiyuanhou's mansion would be in a quagmire, and he would not be afraid of drowning Zhuangyuanlang.

"Miss Xia Liu? Miss Xia Liu? The Empress Dowager asked you something."

Zhu Danfeng and You Rongyan almost stepped forward to wake Xia Yuhe up, and she didn't even think about what she said she was dissatisfied with. If she could come to see the queen mother today, it would be a piece of cake in the sky, and she didn't want to Thinking, if that black-hearted princess of Tsinghua University didn't drop the project that Jin Hao signed up for, how could it be her turn to be the leader of this painting art?

People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and these words are indeed true. Xia Yuhe has won the leader of painting art, and he really considers himself a dish, and he doesn't even think about how this dish came about.

Although she herself had unrealistic fantasies, she woke up a long time ago, and she is already satisfied at this step. She looked around and took everyone's expressions into her eyes. It seemed that the only one who was not convinced was this battered Miss Xia Liu, and the rest, are still mainly worshiped.

(End of this chapter)