The rebirth of the concubine and concubine

Chapter 184: Ingenuity (1)
"Miss Lin, what do you think?" Mao Yizhi agreed with this question, and only waited for Lin Zixi's intention.

Lin Zixi raised her head and looked around, all the people looked at her with speculative eyes, met Xuan Zijun's worried eyes, turned away from looking at him angrily, and agreed: "Since Mr. Gambling with both hands, since Zi Xi is willing."

Hearing this, Mao Yizhi's face turned pale suddenly, he just said to close the pen, when did he say he was going to gamble, but he looked up at Concubine Hui and blinked at him, thinking of what Concubine Hui said In other words, this Lin Zixi has never read any books at all, but only knows a few words, let alone piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she feels at ease.

"Since there is a comparison, it should be fairer." Xuan Zijun sighed lightly, although he was worried, but he knew Lin Zixi's temperament very well. If she was allowed to admit defeat like this and let Concubine Hui humiliate her, she would definitely not be willing, "Your Majesty, my minister There is a question."

"Everyone knows that Prince Jing is devoted to Miss Lin, isn't that unfair!" Concubine Hui stopped what Xuan Zijun wanted to say, not caring at all whether Xuan Zijun was glaring at her.

"Then let me come up with a question." At this moment, Bei Mingchen stood up and looked at Concubine Hui. Concubine Hui knew that she had already rejected once and could not refuse a second time, so she nodded Did not say anything more.

"Miss Lin, have you ever heard of the poem 'Wild Crossing with No Man on a Boat'?"

"I've heard." Lin Zixi narrowed her eyes, she didn't show a trace of confidence, and she didn't panic at all, as if the game in front of her was just an ordinary game.

"Then invite the two of you to make a painting with 'Wild Crossing with an Unmanned Boat Crossing', and you will know the winner after a stick of incense." Bei Mingchen didn't seem to be worried that such a difficult topic would stump her at all, but turned her head to face her. He chose himself and blinked.

Lin Zixi immediately understood that this question was what Xuan Zijun wanted to say just now, and he knew very well that if he said it, Concubine Hui would definitely stop him, so he said it through Bei Mingchen's mouth.It's just that Mr. Xuan Zi is so confident, can Lin Zixi win against Mao Yizhi?

"Then let's get started, come and write for Ms. Lin." Bei Mingjue seemed to be very interested in this topic, and sat up with Meibi in his arms, looking at the two people on the ground, and ordered.

Hearing this poem, Mao Yizhi became more and more elated. When he was young, he made a picture based on this poem. At that time, he was famous all over the world because of this meticulous painting. Gradually, he gained his current status. .Now his fine brushwork is getting leaner and leaner, and naturally it cannot be compared with that of a little yellow-haired girl.

"Lord Mao, the little girl has made a fool of herself." Lin Zixi smiled lightly, gave Mao Yizhi a blessing, and then walked slowly to her desk, without the pen, but looked at Xuan Zijun with complicated eyes, In the end, he stopped on Mao Yizhi's scroll. At this time, he had already started to draw a ferry full of reeds.Soon a small boat appeared on the paper, but Lin Zixi had stopped writing and looked at Mao Yizhi quietly.

"Why do I look at that Miss Lin, she seems to be a master who can't draw!" Huang Guiren lowered his head and whispered to the nobleman in pink beside him.

"It doesn't matter whether she knows calligraphy or painting, as long as Prince Jing likes her!" The nobleman in pink sneered, then took the tea beside him and drank quietly, but kept staring at Beiming Jue every move.

"Sister, don't say that. This man wants to save face, let alone someone like Wang Jing, who is like a banished fairy. The woman he wants to marry must be proficient in everything. This Miss Lin is just chasing and playing. When you get it, you will naturally throw it away, and giving it to a side concubine is enough to save face." Huang Guiren glanced at King Jing who was still leaning on the tree trunk and closed his eyes quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, and his heart couldn't help but move. .

"I heard that there is a younger sister in my sister's family, but now it's the age to talk about marriage?" Looking at Huang Guiren, the nobleman in pink knew what she was thinking, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he covered his mouth chuckled lightly.

"It's almost time to reach the age. In terms of age, it seems to be one year older than Miss Lin." Huang Guiren looked at Xuan Zijun, and naturally liked them more and more. Naturally, she didn't count on these princes, but if It's a good thing for my family that my younger sister can marry King Jing, but sometimes I will have face in the palace.

"Then sister, you have to worry about it. This Miss Lin doesn't look like a simple person. You can see that she can kill Prince Jing with her lack of talent and virtue! Maybe our emperor is also against her." She..." The peach-red nobleman smiled faintly, a treachery flashed in his eyes, and then he picked up the fragrant tea on the small table, unwilling to say anything.

However, the seed of jealousy has already been planted in Huang Guiren's heart, and he is only waiting for an opportunity for it to take root and germinate.

"Hmph, it's just a young girl who wants to get her hands on the harem!" Huang Guiren sneered, and then said nothing.

Concubine Hui had been looking at the corner of Huang Guiren with her eyes just now, and seeing the change on Huang Guiren's face, she slightly moved her eyes back, and met the nobleman in pink on the way, paused for a moment, then moved away again up.

"Miss Lin, if you think there is only a small half left now, you haven't touched a single stroke!" Concubine Hui's eyes stayed on the white rice paper in front of Lin Zixi and she smiled sarcastically: "If Miss Lin I really don’t think I can admit defeat on my own, but I will stay in the palace for a month, so I will naturally not treat you badly.”

When she said the last sentence, Lin Zixi could feel the hatred and anger in Concubine Hui's eyes, which were quietly hidden in her eyes, and no one could see it, except Lin Zixi who met her eyes. "Concubine Hui, what are you in a hurry for? Don't you still have time for a little incense stick? Miss Lin naturally still has time." The concubine Mei who spoke was not because she wanted to help Lin Zixi speak, but because she hated Concubine Hui. Therefore, as long as she could confront Concubine Hui, she would naturally not let it go.

The war between beauties always starts between laughing and crying.

"There is still so much time, Lord Mao is almost finished painting, and she just started?" Concubine Hui frowned involuntarily, looked at Concubine Mei and sneered.

Then when she heard Beiming Lingque suddenly cry out in surprise, "Zixi has started painting." Concubine Hui turned her head to look at Lin Zixi who was immersed in painting, her brows furrowed even tighter.

"It's time!" At this moment, a eunuch who lit incense saw the last bit of incense ash fall, and shouted in a shrill voice. Looking at her Mao Yizhi smiled.

"Master Mao really deserves to be the master of fine brushwork painting. He really is the No. 1 fine brushwork painting in ancient and modern times!" Concubine Hui looked at the new painting that had been picked up by the two eunuchs with a happy smile, and kept praising her, as if seeing the most beautiful painting in the world. Good paintings in general.

(End of this chapter)