He also carefully arranged the inkstone, paperweight, and brushes of varying thicknesses.

Everything was ready, and Li Ge said to Jiang Wan'er, "Your Majesty, please give us the second round of questions."

Jiang Wan'er pondered for a moment, then said quietly, "Let's use the word 'beauty' as the title!"

Princess Li Ge nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the proposition was given, a palace maid immediately lit a stick of sandalwood.

Since it is a competition, there is naturally a time limit.

Limit to one stick of incense.

The sandalwood was lit, and two people came out from the delegation.

On the Wu side, it was the old man who was the first to be eliminated in the game of tossing pots.

On the Shu side, there was a young man who did not play in the first game.

As soon as the old man from Shu appeared on the stage, he was full of momentum, like a completely different person from the first game.

Zhao Hao nudged Shang Henshui next to him with his shoulder and said, "Old Shang, is this old man the number one painter in the Wu Kingdom that you mentioned?"

Shang Henshui was obviously very dissatisfied with Zhao Hao calling him Lao Shang, but he still nodded.

"Yes, this old fellow is called Wu Qingfeng. His painting skills are superb and he has reached the state of Taoism. He is truly the best in the world."

"The title of the Saint of Painting is not an empty promise!"

Zhao Hao smacked his lips twice and looked at the young man from Shu Kingdom again.

"Does this person have any comment?"

Shang Henshui shook his head.

"I don't know him. He must be a rising star in Shu. He must be extraordinary to be brought by Princess Li Ge to participate in the literary competition."

Having said that, Shang Henshui slapped his forehead.

"The competition has already started, why are you still talking to me?"

"Do you think this is slacking off?"