Chapter 43 Lin Ling's song enters the heart of the king [1]
It is spread flat on the rice paper on the table, and only black and white colors are matched together.
On that, a drop of blood dripped on the reduced-edged version of the semi-finished phoenix feather, which penetrated the peony, and entered the hearts of the viewer!
Looking at Qi Liyan's paintings, Feng Chenyao and Zuo Jingshu were shocked and could not say a word.
I saw that Qi Liyan’s paintings used ink painting techniques to draw out all the expressions and scenery of the people and judges in the Fumo Pavilion! Moreover, even the competition between herself and Ji Ruilian was depicted vividly.
"This... this is really a masterpiece! This painting can be passed down for generations!" Zuo Jingshu carefully touched the painting with his old right hand and said excitedly.
"Tao Fu, Miss Qi won this round!"
Feng Chenyao tried hard to calm down, his restlessness in his heart! He used a voice that could not hear the emotion, and he made an announcement that he seemed to ask but was domineering.
"Okay, Miss Qi received..."
"Slow!" Ji Ruilian stopped him, "I don't accept it! Miss Qi cannot win just by the words of the prince!"
"Yes! Let's take a look at that work too!" Someone among the onlookers began to respond.
"Your Highness, Grand Tutor, since everyone is so curious, what's wrong with showing it to everyone?" Qi Qingyan said confidently at the doubts, "It's easy to solve the doubts between Miss Ji and everyone!"
"Come on, get the easel!" Feng Chenyao thought about the pros and cons of the matter and said in a deep voice.
After a while, a guard lifted the easel up. Ye Yueren, who was standing next to him, quickly stepped forward.
"Yan'er, we'll draw carefully and put it on?"
"Thank you, Yueren!"
Qi Liyan and Ye Yueren carefully placed the painting on the easel. When Ji Ruilian and the onlookers saw the content of the painting clearly, they were silent in an instant and could not say a word.
"I am not talented in the smoke, a clumsy painting is ugly!"
Qi Liyan stood beside the painting, with no ripple on his face, and he spoke in a modest way.
The silent scene lasted for a cup of tea. I don’t know who led the head, and thunderous applause burst out instantly!
"Miss Qi is very talented, I admire her!"
Ji Ruilian closed her eyes and tried to calm her jealousy towards Qi Liyan and her hatred. She took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and slowly walked to her. The smile on her face was charming and weird, and she said in a charming voice: "Miss Qi won this game, and the prince and the tutor are fair!"
"Miss Ji is too awarded. You are a rare talented woman in Li Country. I can win because of luck!" Qi Liyan looked at Ji Ruilian with a false smile on her face and said lightly.
"Okay, both of them are rare talented women! Then, in this game, Miss Qi's painting of Fu Mo Pavilion won? Is it meaningful for everyone?" Feng Chenyao showed the majesty of the superior and spoke.
"No objection!"
"Since that's the case, please take a break first. Who else wants to compete below? Start the second round of the competition!"
Ye Yueren stood up at the right time, smiling. Her tall figure made him look elegant like an immortal, and won the hearts of several women watching scatteredly among the onlookers.
"Slow!" said a few years old.
"Miss Ji, what else do you have to say?"
"Mr. Ye, since Miss Qi and I have compared poetry and painting, what if we compare the rhythm together?"
"this……"
"I agree, just right, I feel like Miss Ji is a kind of person, I regret meeting too late!" Qi Liyan knew that Ji Ruilian would not give up until she achieved her goal. In addition, she wanted those two prizes, so she simply agreed, so she could not give up again.
"This..." Ye Yueren didn't know whether she should agree.
"Yes, then start now. Who will come first, you two?" Feng Chenyao said quickly.
"Let Miss Ji first!" Qi Liyan said.
"Miss Qi said this, then I'll go first!" Ji Ruilian smiled with her eyes, lowered her head to Qi Liyan, and responded.
Chapter completed!