Mrs. Tu and the ladies present were stunned when they heard this.
Obviously, he didn't expect Shi Qingluo to have such a request.
This is because he can't compose poetry or paint, so he wants to imitate painting and writing.
Many people tried to hold back their laughter. Mrs. Tu was considered a talented woman in North City when she was young. Her paintings and calligraphy were both very good.
Shi Qingluo actually wanted to copy her paintings and poems. Isn't this just humiliating herself? It's a pity that she came up with such a "stinky" idea.
Mrs. Tu had a similar idea. She laughed and said, "Of course I don't mind."
She raised her hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Then please come in, Princess."
Even if Shi Qingluo imitated her paintings and calligraphy, he would feel embarrassed in comparison.
All the ladies and girls present, except Xi Rong, thought that Shi Qingluo was going to make a fool of herself.
Shi Qingluo, however, looked calm as he stood up and walked to the long table.
At this time, a maid took the initiative to unfold Mrs. Butcher's painting.
Shi Qingluo read it carefully twice, then picked up the pen and started painting.
The young man is a master of imitation, to the point where his imitation is completely indistinguishable from the real thing.
She had learned the technique of making old things from her grandfather and was naturally good at imitating.
After marrying the young husband, she was taught many techniques of imitation by him. So although she could not compare with the young husband, she was still very good at imitating Mrs. Butcher's calligraphy and painting.
Not only did she imitate, she also put a lot of effort into it. Whether it was painting or calligraphy, her paintings and writing were better than Mrs. Butcher's.
Mrs. Butcher wanted to embarrass her, so she did the opposite.
There is a modern saying that it is not a big deal to wear the same clothes as others, but it is embarrassing for the ugly one.
The same applies to calligraphy and painting.
She finished writing the last word and threw the brush into the pen holder, "OK!"
Madam Tu did not think that Shi Qingluo could surpass herself, so she smiled and asked the maid to bring the two paintings and place them in front of everyone for appreciation.
The maid first picked up Mrs. Butcher's painting, and the two of them pinched the four corners of the painting and showed it to everyone.
The other two maids picked up Shi Qingluo's painting and used the same method, standing by to show it to everyone.
As soon as the painting was unfolded, Mrs. Butcher, who was originally smiling, looked froze.
There was a look of disbelief in his eyes. How could this be possible?
Anyone who is good at calligraphy and painting can see that although the two paintings are almost the same, Shi Qingluo's painting is more vivid than hers, and the calligraphy has more style.
The other ladies and young ladies who were good at calligraphy and painting also looked surprised.
I really didn't expect that Shi Qingluo could draw so well, and his handwriting was even more beautiful.
Although the handwriting is imitated from Mrs. Butcher's, it has its own personal style.
At this glance, the difference is immediately apparent.
The ladies were also at a loss as to how to comment.
At this time, Shi Qingluo chuckled and said, "This princess is showing off her ugliness!"
Then she looked at Madam Tu and asked with a half-smile, "Madam Tu, what do you think of my calligraphy?"
When Mrs. Tu saw Shi Qingluo's look, her face turned red, she was angry and embarrassed.
This Princess Fubao was really difficult to deal with. Not only did she ruin her plans one after another, she also deliberately targeted her.
She wanted to curse at him, but she had to maintain her composure and could only force a smile, "The princess's painting and calligraphy skills are both superb."
Shi Qingluo did not let her go just like that, and took advantage of the situation to ask, "How about the comparison with Madam?"
Mrs. Tu: “…” This Princess Fubao is so annoying.
Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "The flowers you painted lack spirit, and the calligraphy also lacks some flavor."
She added: "But the writing is not bad. With a few more years of practice, maybe you can develop your own style and stop blindly imitating the hairpin flower small regular script in the copybook."
She was not polite at all, "It's just that it's not easy to improve your spiritual energy by painting this, Madam Tu, please work harder in the future."
It was Mrs. Butcher's turn to be embarrassed today. She wrote in small regular script with flowers and drew flowers, which happened to be what she was best at.
In her previous life, her grandfather liked all kinds of flowers, and he also liked to use pen and ink to record the different appearances of the same pot of flowers at different times.
This task was given to her. Since she was an agricultural science expert and loved flowers, she was best at painting flowers.
Because I painted so many times, I was gradually able to capture the spirit of flowers.
She is not very good at painting people or landscapes.
If this time it was cursive script and landscape painting, she would definitely become the embarrassed one.
Of course, if it was cursive script and landscape painting, she would not have suggested following Mrs. Butcher's style.
The handkerchief in the butcher's hand was almost torn by her.
Shi Qingluo was really going too far. He even mocked her for her stiff handwriting and dull paintings.
But whether it was painting or calligraphy, she was indeed not as good as Shi Qingluo. How could she refute it?
I can only say more aggrievedly: "Thank you for your teaching, Princess."
Shi Qingluo raised her eyebrows, "Madam Tu said this with a hint of gnashing of teeth. Do you think what I said is wrong?"
Humph, if you want to embarrass her, of course she will fight back.
Madam Tu: "..." How could someone speak so directly and harshly? She could hardly keep the smile on her face, "How could it be, the princess misunderstood."
Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "I used to be a peasant girl, so I am more direct and straightforward in what I say and do, unlike you ladies who are so reserved and evasive in what you say."
"Please forgive me if I have offended you in any way!"
She said this, but there was no sign of apology on her face.
Mrs. Tu and the ladies of her faction: "..." They always felt like they were being implied.
But since Shi Qingluo had said so, what else could they do? Should they argue with a peasant girl? Or challenge a princess? The key point was that Shi Qingluo had just been better, so they couldn't even challenge her.
Just when the atmosphere was becoming a little awkward, a maid hurried over with a bamboo flute.
Mrs. Tu was relieved when she saw this. "The bamboo flute is here. Princess, please play it!"
If Shi Qingluo pretended to be serious, he would be exposed immediately.
Shi Qingluo took the bamboo flute with a smile, "Then I will perform my ugly act again."
Mrs. Tu and others: "..." You'd better shut up immediately.
What she did just now was called showing off. They are not as good as her, isn't that more embarrassing? Mrs. Tu, in particular, always felt that Shi Qingluo was mocking her again, and she was even more angry.
Shi Qingluo took the bamboo flute and began to play it. The piece she played was "Three Variations on Plum Blossoms", which was her favorite song in her previous life.
Because she was going to participate in a cultural performance in college, she chose this ancient flute piece and practiced it over and over again.
Therefore, not only did I become very familiar with it, but I also really enjoyed it, so I was able to put a lot of emotion into the performance.
So the music played now is no worse than the one played by the lady just now, and it even has more charm and artistic conception.
After Mrs. Tu heard Shi Qingluo finish playing the song, the smile on her face completely froze.
How could this happen? Is this really a peasant girl?
She now regretted using these to embarrass Shi Qing, which resulted in her losing face today.
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