Chapter 150 I’m coming!

Wang Kang naturally didn't know that Yang Xiuwen had done such despicable things. He just had suspicions and no solid evidence.

At this moment, the joy of winning the first martial arts competition was diluted a bit, because the second painting competition was about to begin, and Su Zhe hadn't... found it yet!

Wang Dingchang obviously understands the stakes involved. Yes, they only won one game. The rules for them are that they must win all three games to be considered a winner.

"Su Zhe had an accident and must have been harmed by them!" Wang Dingchang said angrily.

"It's not surprising that despicable people do despicable things!" Wang Kang said with a gloomy face.

"But the competition is about to begin. Where are we going to find the painter at this moment? Even if we find him temporarily, I'm afraid he won't be Yang Xiuwen's opponent."

Wang Dingchang said, suddenly his eyes lit up and he looked at Lin Yuyan, "Why don't you go ahead, Yuyan!"

"Me?" Lin Yuyan was startled when she heard this, and then said: "I can do some painting, but I'm not proficient in it, and it's even harder to be refined. Compared with Yang Xiuwen, I'm afraid..."

She didn't continue, everyone understood what she meant.

Although Yang Xiuwen is shameful as a person, he is indeed talented in painting, otherwise he would not have the reputation of a little painting saint.

"That's all we can do is...you do it!" Wang Dingchang sighed, "It seems we are destined to lose!"

"Not necessarily!" Wang Kang shook his head.

"Does Kang'er have any good ideas?" Wang Dingchang asked in surprise.

Before Wang Kang could answer, Li Jitong stood up and said: "The results of the first martial arts competition are already obvious. I believe I don't need to say more."

"The Earl of Fuyang's Mansion will win!"

There was also joy in his tone. He thought it was a losing battle, but unexpectedly there was a surprise.

This gave him a little confidence in the Earl's Mansion.

Then he said again: "Now we will start the second competition, painting!"

"Painting involves a wide range of subjects, including portraits, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and beautiful mountains and rivers. Painting is like poetry, so it should naturally have a title!"

"Mr. Zhengwen has been immersed in painting for a long time, and is especially good at landscape painting. This time, he will choose the title!"

Hearing this, Fan Wengong smiled and said: "It's Mr. Li Miao Zan. I'm just doing idle work at home to pass the time. How can I be good at mastering it?"

Then he said sternly: "This competition in the fiefdom dispute is of great importance. Emperor Zhao asked me to be the judge because of his trust in me. I believe that all your lords should also be convinced."

"That's natural. Who doesn't know the integrity of the text?"

"Mr. Zhengwen, of course we can trust him."

Several people agreed, even the county governor Luo Chuannan was no exception.

Fan Jingwen, the official of Zhengwen, previously served as the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the imperial court and had many former disciples. Although he has abdicated now, he still cannot be underestimated.

Relatively speaking, he is more convincing as a person, and now that he is old, he will definitely not do anything to destroy his reputation.

It is recognized by all parties that others should judge and blame themselves.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhengwen smiled and said: "Then I will give you a topic now. Painting a painting is not a simple painting. It is indispensable to convey expressiveness and freehand brushwork. It is even more difficult to find famous paintings and good paintings. I will assign a topic today!"

"The contestants each draw one, and whoever's painting is the most touching, even if it makes you cry, wins! Time is this stick of incense. There is no limit to what you draw, but you must have a clear intention."

After hearing this topic, several people were surprised. This requirement not only tests the painting skills, but also requires freehand brushwork, requiring the painter to incorporate his or her own emotions into the painting...

Although there is no limit to what you can draw, it is the most difficult. Under this requirement, more emphasis is placed on freehand brushwork.

To move people to tears, this alone is extremely difficult!

Yang Xiuwen, who was about to leave, was slightly stunned when he heard this. His specialty is drawing shapes and moving them to the point where the fake ones look real.

The question asked by Zhengwen Gong was to combine form and meaning, which was not beneficial to him.

But after a moment, he smiled. Even so, it didn't matter, because he had no opponent at all.

Su Zhe has been persecuted by him, and he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. How could the Earl's Mansion find a painter in such a short period of time?

Even if I find him, can I compare with him?

Dong Yiwu obviously understands this. The haze of losing in the first game is no longer there, replaced by a smile on his face. There is no one who can even compete. How can you win?

At this time, someone had already moved the painting desk, and all kinds of brush painting tools were fully prepared, just under the high platform, under everyone's sight.

In front of the case, there is an incense burner with a stick of incense inserted in it, but it has not been lit yet. It is used to mark the time.

Wang Kang was slightly startled when he heard this. A stick of incense only lasts half an hour!

"What should I do?" Wang Dingchang's face looked so ugly, and he was about to compete.

At this moment, Yang Xiuwen was already sitting in his seat. He said nothing, but looked at Wang Kang provocatively.

"What? Master Li hasn't announced the start yet?" County Sheriff Luo Chuannan asked.

Everyone present has already seen the predicament of the Earl of Fuyang's Mansion. They don't seem to have any manpower prepared?

Are you playing this trick again, or are you hiding something like before?

Luo Chuannan's urging was because he didn't want to give him time to prepare. The loss in the first game was already unexpected, but he couldn't do this in the second game...

"Yes, Mr. Li is already ready, why don't you announce the start?"

At this time, the envoy sent by Marquis Xuanping also spoke.

This made Li Jitong look a little ugly. His original intention was to spend more time at the Earl's Mansion.

After all, the competition only lasts for one stick of incense.

I still have to paint, so time is too tight.

And they didn't even have anyone in place.

What is this Wang Dingchang doing? Li Jitong cursed secretly.

"Zhou Qing," Wang Kang called.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"There is a pot of Dukang liquor in the secret cabinet on my carriage, go get it for me!" Wang Kang ordered.

"Why do you want wine?" Lin Yuyan asked in surprise.

"Yes," Zhou Qing responded.

Wang Kang did not explain. Looking at the proud Yang Xiuwen in the field, his face became colder and colder.

Now he has basically determined that what happened to Su Zhe's cousin was probably his fault.

Wang Dingchang shook his head. Could it be that his son was in a bad mood and wanted to drink to calm down?

It’s just that this occasion is a bit inappropriate!

"Master Kang, where are you people from the Earl's Mansion? Why haven't you come on stage yet?" At this time, Dong Hui jumped out again.

"You don't know, right? The other woman next to Master Kang is a talented girl from Yongzhou, so she can naturally paint."

"Haha, Master Kang can only rely on women, but the talented girls from Yongzhou can't compare to Mr. Yang!"

Several people started taunting each other again.

"Master Li, what are you waiting for?" Luo Chuannan saw Li Jitong's intention and asked again.

With no other choice, Li Jitong sighed and announced, "Now, the painting competition begins!"

All eyes were focused on Wang Kang.

"Yu Yan... come on!" Wang Dingchang said with a heavy expression.

"Okay!" Lin Yuyan also knew that there was no one else except her at this moment, and it was better to lose than to win without anyone.
Chapter completed!