Everyone's attention was focused on Ren Yaoqi again.
Many people were watching the fun with a gloating attitude. Who couldn't see it now? These ladies from the imperial court had all formed a gang to make things difficult for Ren Yaoqi, and they were all against her.
Ren Yaoqi had already expected to encounter this kind of situation when Miss Lu stood up and asked her for "guidance". She glanced at the princess and Madam Xu, and seeing that they didn't say anything, she stood up again.
No matter how Ren Yaoqi smiled bitterly in her heart, she remained calm and carefully admired the calligraphy Miss Zhou presented. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Miss Zhou usually practices Yan style?"
Miss Zhou glanced at her and nodded: "Yeah."
Ren Yaoqi frowned and said, "Yan style emphasizes momentum, yet combines both strength and softness. Miss Zhou's calligraphy is beautiful, but the excessive use of flourishes somewhat ruins the calligraphy. If she could return to its original simplicity, Miss Zhou would benefit greatly."
Miss Zhou bit her lip and lowered her head. She knew that Ren Yaoqi was right, and she didn't want to practice these fancy things all day long, but the Empress Dowager and the concubines in the palace liked them.
Someone in the audience said, "Mr. Ren's words make perfect sense, but as the saying goes, words are not as good as deeds. I wonder how Miss Ren's handwriting is?"
Although Miss Zhou didn't say anything, she also glanced at Ren Yaoqi.
In fact, people who know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting may not necessarily be able to create good works themselves, just like a gourmet is not necessarily a good chef.
Princess Xiao glanced at Hongying, who quickly brought the writing brush and ink to Ren Yaoqi. She said seriously, "Mr. Ren, please give me some calligraphy."
Ren Yaoqi: “…”
Fortunately, Ren Yaoqi was not a weird person. He picked up the pen and wrote the three words "Fu, Lu, Shou" in one go without any fancy Yan style. When they were placed together with Miss Zhou's piece of white silk with various patterns, the people who were making a fuss below quieted down.
Ren Yaoqi's talent in calligraphy and painting was so great that even her husband, Pei Zhiyan, once felt inferior to her. Coupled with her willingness to put in the hard work, she naturally possessed impressive skills that could hold their own.
Ren Yaoqi now understood that the Yanbei Palace did not want to lose the Qianjin Banquet.
However, if a few carefully selected people were to openly compete with these young ladies from the capital who had come from afar, it would show that the Yanbei Palace had no grace. After all, the Qianjin Banquet was not a dragon boat race. The ladies were not tough men.
So how can we defeat these ladies sent by the Queen Mother one by one, and do it in a calm and understated manner?
So Ren Yaoqi transformed himself into Mr. Ren.
The princess had asked her to sit with Mr. Xu not to avoid the limelight, but to steal it. And she was doing it by outmaneuvering ten.
No wonder Xiao Jingxi said that he was not afraid that she would offend the Queen Mother if she won.
It was nothing for her, a "teacher," to defeat a group of students. It not only slapped the Queen Mother in the face but also preserved the Yanbei Palace's magnanimous and domineering stance. It was a sure win.
Ren Yaoqi glanced at the ladies off the court who were ready to show off their skills, and wanted to imitate Xiao Jinglin and roll her eyes elegantly.
Since Ren Yaoqi was the main force that defeated these ladies, the other ladies from Yanbei off the field were just there to accompany the prince to study. Although they were all good overall, none of them were particularly outstanding. I guess Yanbei still gave the empress dowager some face.
The third court lady to appear was here to perform magic tricks. Ren Yaoqi had also seen magic tricks at the last Thousand Gold Banquet. In fact, there were only a few talents that the women competed in, and they couldn't perform too many tricks.
This young lady's magic tricks became better than that of Miss Guo at the last Qianjin Banquet. She just shook her hands slightly and ten small wine poisons appeared on her ten fingers, trembling on her slender jade fingers, as if they would fall off with a gust of wind.
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