Chapter 887
Xia Jianzhao is a woman without a scholarly atmosphere, she can't even write well, let alone draw.

Since he was a child, Xia Jianzhao would only read medical books while holding onto them.

She doesn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at all, and she has no interest at all.

She has never worked hard in this area. It can be said that she has never learned the posture of holding a pen, let alone draw a decent picture.

Xia Qingxin didn't worry about anything, and was quite proud of herself.

The incomparably resentful mood just now became much more relaxed.

Zhou Zishu also watched coldly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Xia Jianzhao, the most beautiful woman in Kyoto, is not well-educated, which is no longer a well-known thing in Kyoto
But only two men, Nan Xun and Ling Fengtang, looked at Xia Jianzhao with delicate expressions.

Gong Jiumao bent down and presented the scroll to Nan Chicheng.

When the painting scroll was fully unfolded in front of Nan Chicheng, Nan Chicheng was stunned for a second, and he showed a shocked expression.

The atmosphere in the palace was raised to a higher level with the change of Nan Chicheng's expression.

That painting is not an ordinary calligraphy and painting, but a statue of Guanyin.

But it is not drawn by a brush, it is completely woven with silk thread, and the Guanyin statue is lifelike, agile and lively.

When everyone saw the vivid Avalokitesvara, they were also very shocked.

Xia Qingxin shook the teacup she had just raised, and a few drops of tea spilled out.

"You embroidered this Guanyin statue yourself?" Nan Chicheng asked in disbelief.

Xia Jianzhao smiled slightly and said: "If you go back to the emperor, every stitch and thread will go through the hands of the son, but the embroidery is not good."

"Today is my father's birthday. My son embroidered this Avalokitesvara as if he wanted to pray for his father, and hope that the Bodhisattva will bless him and keep him in good health."

After Xia Jianzhao's words, the kindness on Nan Chicheng's face immediately showed.

Xia Qingxin's hands were clenched into fists, and her nails sank deep into her flesh.

After staying in the Prime Minister's Mansion for so many years, why didn't she know that Xia Jianzhao met female celebrities?She really embroidered this Guanyin statue by herself?
She doesn't believe it.
Xia Jianzhao didn't know anything about women's popularity at all, other girls would wear small sachets embroidered by herself around their waists, but she never wore them.

Occasionally, she would wear it once or twice, either Yang Shi embroidered it for her or Xueer embroidered it.

Xia Qingxin believed that this Guanyin image was made by Xue Er.

Humph.
Xia Jianzhao is clearly deceiving the king by borrowing flowers to present the statue of Guanyin embroidered by Xueer as his own gift! !

Nan Chicheng looked at Xia Jianzhao, and then at the Avalokitesvara statue.

Could it be that this Guanyin statue was completed in a day or two? It must have taken a long time for the sixth daughter-in-law. Moreover, the stitching is very even, and the embroiderer is very good at first glance, even better than the embroiderers in the palace. To be superior.

And she's so humble.

"I will hang this Guanyin statue in my palace. I am very pleased that the sixth daughter-in-law is so filial. Please take a seat quickly."

Nan Chicheng said kindly.

Xia Jianzhao bowed slightly.

When she lowered her head and smiled slightly, the corner of her eye happened to catch Xia Qingxin's stiff face.

She knew that Xia Qingxin must have all kinds of doubts in her heart, and she was thinking of various ways to punish her, right?
Because Xia Qingxin was very sure that she would not be a female celebrity.

However, Xia Qingxin didn't know that Xia Jianzhao, who couldn't be a female celebrity, was dead.

(End of this chapter)

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