"The opposite of what the Empress thought, the princess' paintings were praised by the Grand Tutor and the Queen Mother. The Grand Tutor Coco would be concerned about the princess' identity and praised the princess' paintings more. But the Queen Mother would not, and even she nodded.

It proves whether the princess’s paintings are excellent.”

After hearing this, the queen was a little unbelievable, "I'm sure I'm not reading it wrong?"

Madam Sun said, "I saw it with my own eyes that the princess drew a picture of a horse. The tutor said that although the princess's painting skills were a little unfamiliar, it was not very artistic. Therefore, she gave it to Class A. Now she asked for paintings from Princess Dong.

It was sent to Lord Cong and the students."

The queen came to the east and felt that she was like a alliance.

"When she was young, she always wanted to compete with Qianxue, but she didn't know whether she was different from Qianxue."

Madam Sun whispered, "I know the Empress's worries, but have you seen it too? Is the princess really happy for so many years? Have she always wanted to get my recognition?"

The queen misunderstood and wronged Madam Sun, saying, "But the better she is, the more cocoa she is chosen to marry. There is more than one princess who is as big as her in the palace, but can the other Wei Yuanzhu have their mothers?

The ceremonial guards can make her even more disliked by the emperor.”

Who is Minghong? She never asks for peace and ease to marry a child from a noble family. Even if she doesn't marry into an ordinary family, she asks her to live a happy life.

Madam Sun didn't know what to say because of such a thing.

The queen cheered up again, "I don't want that anymore. I'll go outside the banquet and wait until it's over and let her come back. I will make some food for her."

Madam Sun smiled and said, "I'll go."

...

The banquet was there, and it was Feng Qianxue's turn to be present.

She also painted a painting, whether she painted the flowers she was good at, and whether she painted the scenery, whether she painted the chrysanthemums. After the time came, someone took the painting away and handed it over to several Taifu.

The tutor who initially gave Princess Anning to a certain extent looked carefully for a moment, shook his head slightly, and wrote a tutor on the comment paper, while the other tutors criticized it was no longer the tutors.

Feng Qianxue bit her lip and walked in front, "Master, is there any improvement in his painting?"

The people I have seen in her paintings are not bad. The tutor in front gave Princess An Ning a Class A, and turned around and gave her a Class B, wouldn't he slap her in the face?

The tutor said, "The girl is very skilled in painting. It can be seen that she has been able to do anything but artistic conception. She draws not only to look like the shape but also to look like the spirit. Simply put, she wants to have a soul."

Feng Qianxue accepted it humbly, but did she disagree with it. She was so qualified to evaluate her paintings at the age of age. She had already put up 100% of her thoughts on that painting. How could she not be good?

The painting was passed to the empress dowager. She was somewhat looking forward to the empress dowager receiving praise from Donglai, but if she was disappointed, the empress dowager looked at her slightly indifferently and asked someone to take Donglai to the east.

Feng Qianxue was in a bad mood and returned to her seat.

The third place I took the lead, the innovative song I performed, and the evaluations I received were also consistent.

Yun Qingyin was the fourth one, An Ning clenched her fists and whispered, "Come on!"

Aunt Lan and Feng Jingxi also looked at her with a smile.

Yun Qingyin walked to the center of the venue. The eunuch in charge took someone to move the things that Yun Qingyin ordered the palace maids to prepare in advance. There was a long table and a transparent glass-like board, and a pottery basin.

It was filled with sand.

The long table was placed in front of the judges' departure for them to watch.

"What is Yun Qingyin doing?"

Someone is curious.

"Who knows, it's mysterious."

Lin Shuangshuang walked on one side, feeling angry.

"Shuangshuang, that Yun Qingyin is so hateful. It doesn't matter if she has the identity she is now. A village girl dares to provoke me."

"Hmph, she will look good later."

Lin Shuangshuang said angrily.

Yun Qingyin grabbed a handful of sand and spread it on the transparent board. Without taking a paintbrush, she used her legs and fingers as the pen and sand as the ink to draw out the painting. At first, the Taifu was confused and didn't know that Yun

What do you want to do in clear voice?

But as the visual effect caused by the accumulation of shallow depth of sand appears, vivid people appear on the board, and the legs are like a source that gives the soul of the sand man. Wherever they go, those sand man begin to

He roared, started sprinting, started a melee, and began to fight with the enemy in anger.

A painting was completed, Yun Qingyin moved to the side, and the tutors stood up unconsciously. They were curious about the situation of the war to come to the east. Did the warriors in the battlefield in bloody battles initially live in the east? Did they win?

Did it fail?

The fate of the soldiers deeply touched their hearts.

If it doesn’t affect your vision, the Taifu stood up and stood on the side of Yun Qingyin.

Yun Qingyin picked up the sand again, Sa Dong, gradually, a sad and shocking battlefield came out of the battlefield, there were corpses everywhere, and there were no blood flowing everywhere, and the sand seemed to achieve bright red blood, burning people's

Eye.

On that endless battlefield, a soldier slowly climbed out of the crowd, and had to use all his strength to barely stand up, stubbornly walking towards the direction where the flag stood, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

A picture

——As Yun Qingyin's legs move, the neighborhoods are in, the people live and work in peace, the children are running and playing, and all kinds of hawking sounds are endless, and the peaceful life atmosphere is on the side

The soldier's face slowly smiled, and he slowly fell eastward in the direction of the rising sun.

Yun Qingyin picked up the first handful of sand and paused for a long time. She put it east and patted her legs.

The crowd was quiet for a long time, and the Taifu's eyes were slightly wet, and he choked with a hoarse voice, "Okay!"

Madam Cui helped the empress dowager and walked over, and the crowd moved out of the way.

The Queen Mother looked at the painting composed of several sand paintings, and did not make any comments, so she turned back to her seat.

But the judges almost gave unanimous high praise.

When the palace maids begged to carry the table eastward, the tutor was not very precious, and the people said, "Don't take it eastward, just put it behind him, and be gentle when carrying it."

The ancient chess formation that was performed by Donglai and went around, and the crowd of Bulu was immersed in the shock brought by the sand painting just now, so they were a little absent-minded. The situation continued until Chen Nanyun was present. When.

Chen Nanyun had just returned to Zhongyong Hou Mansion. She was not familiar with everyone's mistakes. She originally thought that she had lived in the east of the village for so many years, but she could not have any talent, but she did not perform a song that was very outstanding.

The people who came to the east were here one after another, but if the ones in the front were too exciting, the ones in the back were a little boring.

And eight people advanced to the second round.
Chapter completed!