Calligraphy and painting are really good things. It takes time to see people to know their true nature, and a piece of paper can immediately distinguish between the top and bottom.

How could a descendant of a royal family be so impressed with calligraphy and painting? As a royal relative, the Lord of Jiashun County can naturally receive guidance from the masters and is very strict in daily life. Although the plum blossom pictures are just red stars and there is no good or bad, the strange rocks beside the plum tree also have some skills. The poems written by them are also appropriate, so the noble girls appreciate them.

Liu Ruxu is good at painting, and her poems are also following the crowd and there is no excellence.

Zhao Yingxue painted fine brushwork, which is the most neat, delicate, rigorous, and time is limited, so she only drew a fan on white paper. The red plum on the fan is beautiful, with all the stamens inside, as if the red plum is about to come out. In this way, you can not surpass the Lord of Jiashun County and show your painting skills.

This Zhao Yingxue is indeed not simple. Xining sighed. Even such a woman could not save her life in the end, and she was the most ruthless imperial family.

At this time, Princess Jialin came, and the noble ladies made way out and asked Princess Jialin to comment.

Princess Jialin looked at the paintings of the county lord Jiashun first and nodded: "Well, the painting skills have become more and more steady and superb. It seems that I haven't learned these two years in vain."

So the noble girls "secretly" discussed which master Jiashun County Lord is currently studying under. The master does not easily accept disciples, and it is useless to spend money. It is even more difficult to get a master to give advice than to enter the Imperial College. This made the Lord Jiashun County Lord even more proud.

After reading one by one, Princess Jialin said something more or less. In addition to being satisfied with Zhao Yingxue's fine brushwork, she also gave high praise to the fourth lady of Zhou's family. Although the calligraphy and paintings of the third lady of Zhou and the fifth lady of Zhou were also good, they were far less than those of the fourth lady. The fourth lady did not carefully depict the plum blossoms, but instead portrayed the thick and curved branches of the old plum tree to the fullest. It seemed sloppy, but there were details in the thick, so it was appropriate to write poems.

Princess Jialin asked after reading it: "Who else hasn't started writing?"

One woman replied: "Only the third lady from the General's Mansion has not started writing yet."

Xining said the excuse that she had just had poor health.

Princess Jialin smiled and shook her head: "This is not possible. Everyone has written the pen, how can you miss it?"

Xining frowned slightly. Everything was not accidental. Maybe the third prince and Zhao Chengzong said something when they met the county lord Jialin. They should wait for these calligraphy and paintings to be used for the third prince to give them some purpose.

In order to please Princess Jialin, a noble girl said that she could write dots and strokes at will.

Liu Ruxu said a little sadly: "It seems that he is reluctant to give up Mobao, for fear of stealing the limelight from his sisters."

Xining smiled and said, "What can I not bear to bear? I am not enough for half a bottle of vinegar. How can I give others so much sourness?"

The Lord of Jiashun County said arrogantly: "Then just write something casually. Even if you write the word plum or snow, you can be considered a writing. Today's plum blossom poetry party, how can you not write it?"

So everyone asked and was curious about the only lady in the poor and spoiled general's mansion.

Then just write it, or just write something casually.

Xining sneered, picked up the biggest wolf hair, covered with ink, and quickly wrote it on the white paper.

When the frost is prides on the ice and snow, all the flowers are fading.

I would rather have fun alone than compete for the fans.

After writing it, she was too lazy to even write the name, so she put it next to her pen. She said lightly: "Okay, everyone laughs."

"Looking at the momentum, the daughter of the generals is indeed generous in poetry." Princess Jialin smiled and asked someone to put away the calligraphy and paintings, and then told everyone to do whatever they wanted.

Some noble girls chose to continue to visit the garden, while some felt that it was too cold outside and sat and chatted.

The calligraphy and paintings were taken to the side courtyard next to them, and the third prince and Zhao Chengzong were drinking tea and waiting there.

The calligraphy and paintings were opened one by one in front of the two, and some were placed on the desk next to them.

After looking at a few pictures, the third prince glanced at Zhao Chengzong with a squinted look and said nothing: "Pick out the general's mansion from Zhenguo first."

So the servant took out two pictures: "This is the legitimate daughter of the general's mansion in Zhenguo, and this is the second concubine's daughter."

One is a fine-brush fan with extremely small painting skills, while the other is a cursive script, which is completely different in two different types. The third prince suddenly laughed out loud: "This is interesting."

Princess Jialin, who was beside him, also smiled and said, "I was originally unwilling to write, but I was so picking up that I had to pick up the pen. I picked up the pen and brushed it on the paper, as if I was writing it casually with my eyes closed."

The third prince looked at the poem carefully: "This word is not good, it is also the same size, and there are a few words that have strong pen tips. The poem is simple, but compared to those full of mercy and fragrant walls and beautiful branches, it is less artificial and more domineering."

"But I didn't see her being so happy. She wrote without saying a word. I said she didn't look like her daughter's house, but like a man." Princess Jialin teased: "If it's true, she dares to love and hate. But this kind of temperament may not be a good thing if she is in the sky's house."

It is common for the royal family to fight openly and secretly, and it is easy to be fooled by being too tough and straightforward. Moreover, the poem also says "I don't want to compete for the fans", which shows the attitude.

After Princess Jialin left, Zhao Chengzong picked up the tea and drank it meaningfully: "Although General Zhao has military power, he has always valued literature in the court, not to mention that the military power of the general of Zhenguo is limited to the border, and it is still far from the capital."

The third prince also sat down to drink tea, put down the teacup and said, "The official family is in his prime, but he is very suspicious. He doesn't think of the prince forming cliques and forming cliques for personal gain. General Zhao's troops are not in the capital, but has a lot of connections. When it is really necessary, no matter how far away the troops are, the borders are not far away."

After traveling overnight, at most ten days, 30,000 troops can arrive in Beijing to serve the king.

Before Zhao Chengzong could speak, the third prince looked at him and smiled suddenly: "It seems that you are treating Miss Zhao's family..."

"It doesn't matter!" Zhao Chengzong quickly denied: "Please rest assured by the Third Prince."

"I look pretty good, but my body seems to be less bad as the legendary ones. But..." The third prince stopped and said, "There is no hurry to do this, I will make a long-term plan."

However, the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion of Zhenguo refused to be a concubine, and there was only one concubine, so she had to plan carefully.

The third prince's peach blossom phoenix eyes looked at him and always seemed to squint: "Brother Xiurong shouldn't think about it? It seems that it is not as unbearable as the legendary one."

If you marry yourself, then let Zhao Chengzong marry you. This is not the same as pulling the line to the General Mansion of Zhenguo? Moreover, the Duke Rongguo Mansion had this idea, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yinghong, who had already seen Zhao Chengzong, did not submit as he had originally thought. However, he still had a chance.

Zhao Chengzong's thoughts drifted to other places. Today, he saw that he was tall and half a head taller than other noble girls. He had a dignified and beautiful appearance, and he had a moderate attitude. Except for some of the words, he had a little domineering as before, but he was not arrogant. It really seemed different from the past. Could it be that his mind was freezing and his temperament became calm after being frozen by the pool water?
Chapter completed!