Only after finishing the last word did Jian Xiu smile with satisfaction.
He gently picked up the rice paper, blew on it, and nodded towards the painting...
"Has the drawing of Anning County been completed?" Before Mu Junyou could speak, Shu Zhiyao at the side spoke up.
Although Jian Xiu looked very satisfied, in Shu Zhiyao's eyes, she could not accomplish this at all.
What's more, she was staring at Jian Xiu the whole time she was drawing.
Later on, she wasn't drawing at all, but writing.
There is a huge difference between writing and drawing.
How can such a painting be a perfect one?
"Okay, would the Queen like to take a look first?" Jian Xiu asked in a good mood.
If you listen carefully, you can tell that these words are full of provocation.
Everyone in the palace knew that the competition today was hosted by Eunuch Su.
Everyone knows that the Queen wants Shu Qinglan to win.
If she really took her painting and looked at it first, and it was a good one, but she ruined it out of jealousy, wouldn't her painting have been in vain?
If the painting is not good and she takes over, and it fails to get an award, then she will be blamed. Isn't that a loss?
So, even though Shu Zhilan knew that Jian Xiu's words were meant to be provocative, she felt extremely angry but on the surface she still refused with a smile.
"Look, what is County Anning saying? If I want to see it, I have to let Eunuch Su take a look first."
After saying this, she glanced around the body and the hall, then glanced at Mu Junyou beside her and continued:
"Besides, this competition will be finally confirmed by the emperor. It is not up to me to decide whether the painting is good or not. County Anning just needs to have confidence in her own painting!"
These words not only mocked Jian Xiu secretly, but also spoke very appropriately.
Sure enough, this Shu Zhiyao is a very versatile person.
It's just that they are good at dealing with many people, but none of them is facing themselves.
Jian Xiu didn't dwell on this issue any longer. She raised the rice paper in her hand and said to Eunuch Su:
"Eunuch Su, here, the scripture is ready."
"Ah? This is good!" Eunuch Su was surprised.
No wonder I was so surprised. In fact, from the beginning to now, there was not even a quarter of an hour.
What good things can be drawn in such a short time?
Thinking of this, Eunuch Su was really reluctant to go forward and take it.
Instead, he stood still and asked, "Is this already painted in Anning County?"
Seeing Eunuch Su so reluctant, Jian Xiu found it funny.
He tried his best to hold back his smile, and then said seriously: "Indeed, it is now healed."
After saying this, Jian Xiu continued, "But don't worry, Eunuch Su, this painting will not disappoint you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was mocked by the people in the hall without any intention.
Although Eunuch Su still didn't quite believe Jian Xiu, she had made it so clear, so he shouldn't be too blunt.
He walked to Jian Xiu at a very slow pace and took the rice paper from her hand.
He looked at Jian Xiu with helplessness in his eyes and even shook his head slightly.
I hope Jian Xiu can take back what she just said and try again.
But looking at Jian Xiu's determined look, he finally sighed.
놛 did not immediately look at the 뀑qing that he took from Jian Xiu, but rolled it up and put it in his own hand.
Because this kind of thing is not easy to select, and there is a fear that someone might say it is unfair, so the selection is made by unanimous decision.
Everyone leaves their own words in the painting, and when everyone has finished painting, they cover up the word...
In this way, no one knows who the painting belongs to.
In this way, we can meet the demands of the public and be fair and just.
Two quarters of an hour later, Eunuch Su finally shouted, "Time is up! You can put down your pens now."
At this time, Jian Xiu had already drunk a bellyful of tea.
The expression on his face clearly said: It's finally time.
It took her less than a quarter of an hour to finish this painting, and already two quarters of an hour have passed. Doesn't she have any tea in her stomach?
Looking at the crowd, they all looked extremely dejected.
Obviously you feel that time is not enough.
In fact, Jian Xiu also wanted to say, if you haven't produced a satisfactory work in such a long time.
It is obvious that you have already failed halfway in this work.
This kind of time-limited painting is actually a kind of inspiration.
With inspiration, the works drawn are works with soul.
Next, Eunuch Su hung all the items aside and displayed them all. Then he looked at everyone and said:
"Everyone, these are all your own paintings. Of course, you know your own paintings. There are rules for the competition. You can't vote for your own paintings. There are more than 20 paintings here. Please choose one that is not your own!"
Just after he finished speaking, Eunuch Su realized that they all seemed to be pointing at a certain painting.
Looking in the direction of their fingers, Eunuch Su stood there in a daze with his eyes wide open.
"This...did you draw this?" After a long while, Eunuch Su found his voice and asked in surprise.
No wonder I was so surprised. In fact, this painting was too surprising.
"Look at what Eunuch Su said. Didn't you hang it yourself? Then it must be one of them."
The person who said this was Yan Qingman.
"Yes, yes, it's really well drawn, isn't it? I said that only Mrs. Fang can draw such a beautiful picture."
As soon as she said this, everyone echoed her.
But this is a competition, and it is also the time for voting, so it is naturally inappropriate to say such words.
Therefore, even if they talked, they only whispered to each other and discussed in a low voice.
Especially Yan Manqing, she was the one who spoke the most enthusiastically.
She was dressed decently that day, in a dark green dress and with a number of head ornaments on her head.
Only on occasions like this would she dress up so formally.
No, it should be said that only in such occasions would Sun Qiming be so generous as to let her dress up.
"Mrs. Sun, what you said makes sense, it makes sense!" Eunuch Su said excitedly.
No wonder you are so excited. In fact, you are a person who loves talents.
There are only a handful of paintings like this in the Dashun Dynasty.
I just don't understand who here has such talent.
In the eyes of Eunuch Su, the Queen's beauty is very good, and Shu Qinglan's body is very good.
But no matter how good their paintings are, they are not even one ten-thousandth of this painting.
Thinking of this, Eunuch Su subconsciously looked towards Jian Xiu.
I saw her staring at one of the paintings, without saying a word, looking extremely serious.
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