Following her line of sight, Eunuch Su immediately saw the landscape painting she was looking at.
To be honest, that painting was not bad, but it was not even close to the one in front of him.
"Everyone, you can start voting. According to the ranking, first, second, third..."
As he finished speaking, unsurprisingly, the painting he admired most won first place.
The second one was the landscape painting that Jian Xiu had just seen.
This picture also surprised Eunuch Su, because she was more familiar with the Queen's Qing.
Such a young man does not come from the Shu family.
In other words, this painting was not painted by Shu Qinglan.
In other words, it is not Fang Jinghong's female painting.
So who else has such talent?
At this moment, Shu Qinglan's face was completely livid. Not only could she not get the first place, she would not get the second place either.
She knew very well which painting she was in.
She also heard the gentle praises from everyone just now.
If she had drawn it herself, she would accept it with pride.
But the key is not that she drew it herself.
Listening to them talking now, I feel that they are full of irony towards myself.
She could even imagine how embarrassed she would be when the rankings were announced later.
But she was very curious about who painted this blue picture.
Even if she was unwilling to accept it, she had to admit that this Qingshui was indeed better than her.
"Everyone, are you all sure?" Eunuch Su spoke again.
He had seen all these young people, and their standards were not low.
Among these paintings, there is one that is also very simple and elegant.
He just didn't understand, if Jian Xiu could reach such a level, why didn't she spend more time to draw a better one?
Eunuch Su never thought from beginning to end that the most admired painting would be simple and elegant.
"It's confirmed, it's confirmed!" everyone said.
When he said this, there was even some impatience in his tone.
Obviously, they all want to know who is the owner of this blue painting?
Not only them, but also Eunuch Su was the same. Look at Queen Shu Zhiyao again, isn't she still squinting her eyes and staring at the painting closely?
Only the Emperor Mu Junyou was sitting there calmly.
He had always been paying attention to Jian Xiu, but she had not looked at her straight in the eye since the painting was hung up.
Also, everyone voted for that painting, but she voted for another one.
The rules clearly state that you cannot vote for your own team.
Then there is a possibility, that is, she painted the blue picture herself.
Thinking of this, Mu Junyou explored her a little more.
What kind of extraordinary woman is this, born in the countryside, who has martial arts and literary talent...
"Your Majesty? You can do it in public!" Eunuch Su walked to the top of the hall, looked at Mu Junyou and reminded him in a low voice.
Hearing this, Mu Junyou came back to his senses, looked at Eunuch Su beside him and asked, "Well, Eunuch!"
"Your Majesty!"
Afterwards, he walked to the center of the hall, looked at everyone and said, "The first one is Madam Fang's daughter, Dong Qing!"
Then, Eunuch Su placed the painting in front of himself and turned it around so that everyone could see it.
Even when it came to Shu Qinglan, Eunuch Su nodded at her.
His eyes were full of admiration.
Of course, Eunuch Su really thinks that this blue is very good. It is not easy to draw such a blue in such a short time.
In Shu Qinglan's eyes, this expression of Eunuch Su was undoubtedly a sarcasm.
Drawing is what she does best, but she got second place.
How did this make her feel good?
"The second place goes to the painting of mountain dwelling in the old slave's hand."
After that, he also walked around the crowd, pointed at Qing and continued:
"This painting not only depicts the landscape on both sides of the Fuchun River, but also includes mountains, trees, rivers, and villages. It also combines the villagers here, and every detail is just right..."
"Can you guess who this painting belongs to?"
After saying this, Jian Xiu's waist straightened a little.
This was also the painting she had just looked at. Although it was not as good as her own, it was indeed not easy to draw such a painting in such a short time.
She even took a closer look; every little detail in the painting was beautifully done.
It can be said that this painting deserves the second place.
"You can't guess it? Then this old servant is the first one. Who's the second one? It's Chi Jin, the eldest daughter of the Pingyuan Marquis's mansion."
As soon as these words came out, everyone started talking about it.
Not only because of the Qing in Eunuch Su's hand, but also because of the name Chi Jin.
Because this time Eunuch Su mentioned that she is the eldest daughter of Chi Jin, who here doesn't know her?
"Is that the Chi Jin who is always sick?"
"How is that possible? She must be a sickly person. Why would she attend such a palace banquet?"
"......"
As more and more words like this came out, Rong Zhihe could no longer hold back.
"Who are you calling sick? He's sitting here perfectly fine, can't you see?"
Regardless of whether the situation allowed it, he would point at the other person's nose and curse.
Seeing Rong Zhihe being so arrogant, the other party wanted to curse at him, but because of the other party's status, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Not to mention that the other party is the prime minister, the other party's fearless character is not someone he can afford to offend.
Everyone in the capital city knows that Rong Zhihe is a devil.
There was nothing he dared not to provoke, but Prime Minister Rong was a henpecked man.
In the past, all matters, big or small, were decided by my wife.
My wife is a person who prefers young girls. Now, the two young girls in the Prime Minister's Mansion have become the ones that no one dares to mess with.
Looking at Rong Wanwan again, she was looking at him with an even more eager look.
Chi Xiaojin was also helpless, she didn't care about these words at all.
I used to be a sickly person, so if you think about it, there is nothing wrong with this statement.
Seeing Rong Zhihe defending her like this, she felt something called sweetness in her heart.
"Everyone, next I will announce the first place. I believe you all know that the first place is the painting Along the River. Can you guess who painted this painting?"
After saying this, Eunuch Su paused for a moment and glanced at everyone.
At this time, everyone in the Tihe Hall was very quiet, because they were all waiting to know who the owner of the Shanghe Tu was.
Especially Shu Zhiyao and Shu Qinglan.
If they hadn't experienced it themselves, they would never have believed that someone else's paintings could be so much better than their own.
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