What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

Such painting skills can only be described in one word.

fine.

"It's so detailed."

In the imperial city palace at night, someone unconsciously sighed.

No one blamed him, no one cared who he was, and no one refuted him.

Because this is the voice of everyone, the thought in everyone's heart.

At the banquet table where the fourth prince was, a bearded old man was staring at the painting. He seemed to have hundreds of words in his throat to say, but he was suppressed by his own pride as the master of landscape painting.

He wanted to shout, to marvel, but his self-esteem that got in the way didn't allow it.

But the flickering light in the old man's eyes cannot be faked.

The old man stood up slowly, gulped down his saliva, and opened his lips slightly.

Just when he was about to speak, another voice suddenly sounded.

"Who drew it?"

The man asked what the old man was asking.

And all the people present cast their eyes on the person who asked the question.

The man sitting on the throne finally walked down from the throne.

The Holy Majesty did not continue to sit on the throne, but walked down the resplendent steps step by step.

Eunuch Liu was quite frightened by His Majesty's actions: "Your Majesty?"

Today is the birthday of the Holy One, how can this birthday star leave the throne?How can I get off in person?

The Holy Majesty waved the dragon robe casually, signaling Eunuch Liu not to talk too much, then walked down the stairs with a serious face, and came in front of Chen Anning and Liu Jun.

To be precise, it is in front of this picture of a temple full of flowers.

This is the first time ever.

On the day of his birthday, the Holy Majesty left the throne in person, just to be able to watch a painting up close.

This already explains a lot.

"It's not just your handwriting." His Majesty looked at the second prince Liu Jun. He knew his second son well, and he could see that besides Liu Jun, there were other people's painting skills on it: "The other part, Was it made by Princess Shaofu?"

"Return to the emperor..."

Just as Liu Jun wanted to speak, Chen Anning interrupted him: "It was my wife."

……

Liu Jun, Liu Lan and the others at the banquet table all looked at Chen An Ning dully.

Because their original plan was to let Chen Anning take the credit, falsely claiming that the painting was made by Chen Anning and Liu Jun, in order to pretend that Chen Anning's painting skills are of a transcendent level, so that those who want to use this to target him people dare not come forward.

Unexpectedly, Chen Anning changed his mind on the spot.

Hearing this, the Holy Majesty glanced at a certain masked beauty not far away, then smiled at Chen Anning again: "You never leave your wife in three words."

"Just tell the truth."

Chen Anning raised her head silently, and glanced at the prince's son not far away: "Although my wife is closely related to me, if I use my wife's painting skills to win the favor of the Holy One, wouldn't it be the same as borrowing "Ba Lie"? Is there no difference between the people who compose the picture of "Horse"?"

He didn't want to be a double-standard person, whoring his own wife's paintings to enhance his reputation, and in turn, stepping on the prince's son's drawing.

It's better to be honest, besides, this painting is not without Chen Anning's contribution.

What others care more about is the title of the painting in Chen Anning's words.

Eight horses?

Hearing Chen Anning's words, a look of understanding flashed across the eyes of the Holy Majesty.

The prince's son turned pale, and stared at Chen Anning in astonishment, as if he wanted to ask how Chen Anning knew about the "Eight Horses"?

The "Eight Horses" was obviously bought by him through black market means. It is said that it was a painting that a certain painting master Da Neng had to sell when he was out of poverty. It had never been published... How did Chen Anning know this? !

In an instant, several lines of sight fell on the prince and son.

They are not fools, the names of Ba Lie Ma and Qi Jun Tu are so similar, how can they not think of going together?

But the prince and son simply closed his mouth and pretended to be dumb. If he made more excuses at this time, he would feel a little self-confessed, so he had to hold his breath and dare not say a word.

The Holy Majesty didn't even have the intention to look back at the Prince's son, and his gaze fell back to the "Temple of Hundred Flowers in Blooming Temple".

"There are many descriptions, the structure is rigorous, and there are many but not chaotic."

Those dark eyes were full of radiance, and the Holy Majesty couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The shifting and shifting of the angle of view is ingenious, the painting technique is exquisite but difficult to pick out flaws, the carriages, horses and boats are all in one, no matter where you look at it, it can be said to be done in one go." .”

Discourse and this.

His Majesty's eyes suddenly fell on a certain flower bridge, a man and a woman holding hands watching the fireworks.

Although there are two figures from the back, they look very familiar.

The Holy Majesty couldn't help saying: "These two are..."

"My wife and I." Chen Anning couldn't help thinking back to that night a few years ago: "The temple fair in Baihua City is the place where we made love."

……

This man really can't leave his wife in three sentences.

Not only is writing music related to his wife, but now even painting has to be mixed with some private goods.

exist?Why chase after the dog?

The Holy One looked at Chen Anning silently, and then asked curiously:

"If I've guessed correctly, the scene in the painting and the reality can correspond one by one?"

Chen Anning replied: "Reporting to the Holy Majesty, it is all drawn in Zhaochen's memory. There are more or less deviations, but generally speaking, there are no mistakes."

"Draw it according to your memory?" His Majesty narrowed his eyes.

Liu Jun stood up just right: "Reporting to my father, although this scroll was not painted by Princess Shaofu, whether it is the theme, creativity, or its content arrangement, it was all done by Princess Shaofu alone."

"Rather than saying that we are the authors, it is better to say that we are just the implementers of Princess Shaofu's vision."

This is to make her figure lower and Chen An Ning's figure taller.

Chen Anning didn't say much, Liu Jun's words were not false, and he was indeed the one who arranged these contents.

The Holy One was silent for a while.

He stared at Chen Anning, then stretched out his hand, and patted Chen Anning's shoulder lightly.

"Princess Shao Fu, you really gave me a lot of surprises."

Upon hearing this, Chen Anning lowered her head slightly: "The Holy Majesty's absurd praise."

The Holy One glanced at him: "In terms of piano skills alone, you are already among the top three luthiers in the imperial city."

"Besides, the art of painting, although you have never participated in the painting, the artistic conception in the painting and its conception can already explain a lot of things. Painting skills can be practiced, but conception and thinking can't-just this point, you have surpassed There are too many people present."

"I've also heard that your chess skill is comparable to that of Prince Shaofu, or even better than him..." The Holy Majesty looked at Guo Yun in the distance: "Prince Shaofu, is there such a thing?"

The corner of Guo Yun's mouth twitched suddenly when he was called.

Just as he was about to answer, he heard another familiar voice.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the crown prince Shaofu was indeed defeated by the princess Shaofu."

No one else is speaking.

It was Prince Zhen who was also sitting at the banquet table.

Guo Yun saw that Prince Zhen said such words, with a puzzled look on his face, he almost couldn't hold back his curse: "Are you out of your mind, do you have to interject at this time?"

You must know that in the first battle of chess, apart from Chen Anning and others, only Prince Zhen himself was present.

As long as Prince Zhen never mentions this matter, he, Guo Yun, just fooled around a few times and just passed away. The chess duel at Fengyue Yahui has already ended, and he, Chen Anning, wants to prove that he has no chance.

"Prince Zhen..." Guo Yun squeezed out a smile, and stared at Prince Zhen with fiery eyes.

"The two were playing chess at my house that day." Prince Zhen ignored Guo Yun's gaze, but looked at a beautiful woman wearing a veil not far away with lingering fear, and quickly said: "Princess Shaofu does have The level of chess skills that beat Prince Shaofu..."

"Oh."

The saint showed a clear look, and nodded to Chen Anning: "You have extraordinary skills in piano, chess, and painting. From this point of view, I let you be the princess's young master, and I think it is worthy of the name."

Such words have already made a decision on this Fengyue Yahui.

Chen Anning has the ability to assume the position of Princess Shao Fu.

He has mastered the three of the four masterpieces of literature and art, so there is nothing wrong with being the teacher of the three princesses.

"Everyone."

With a wave of his hand, the Holy Majesty walked up two steps.

He pointed to the "Temple of Hundred Flowers Blooming" in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "What else do you want to say about this painting?"

here.

The old master in the world of mountains and rivers sighed a long time, and turned to convincingly say: "Wonderful."

The Holy Majesty looked at the officials again: "Is there any more?"

All the officials bowed down and replied, "Wonderful."

The Holy Majesty looked at the Prince's son again: "Where is my nephew?"

The Prince's son clenched his fists, and glared at Chen An Ning resentfully, before he gritted his teeth and said, "Wonderful..."

Finally, the Holy Majesty's eyes fell on the prince.

"How does the prince feel?"

Liu Ying closed her eyes and didn't look at the picture.

He just took a deep breath, then raised his head indifferently: "Wonderful."

"it is good!"

Longyan Yiyue, the sage, raised his hand and stepped up the steps again: "Eunuch Liu, I don't want to read the painting behind."