Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh storm again
"Brother Long, why are you?" Seeing that Long Yu had a quarrel with Su Yue, Na Qingzhi immediately stood up from his seat and pretended to be surprised. {Swallow} Long Yu didn't even look at the man at all.
, lift your legs and go. "I heard that the hero of the Northeast Duke Weiwu is so great that he is the world. Today's Secretary of Long is also very powerful. I didn't expect that the Marquis of the Long family would even dare to accept the challenge of a woman." Su Yue was in Long Yu
He said sarcastically next to him.
Long Yu was angry. He was not Shi Buddha, he could only smile. Although he had low protective power for this beautiful woman, Long Yu was not so low that he knew you were looking for trouble, but I still smiled. "Tell me, what's the point~!" Ye Wenhao
Of course, I don't want Long Yu to leave. Seeing Long Yu agree, I immediately looked at Su Yue. Su Yue was not happy or angry and said, "I don't have high requirements. If the young master loses, I will give it to me.
The crazy and stupid cousin said sorry, and I'll serve tea and apologize." Everyone took a breath of air conditioning, but unexpectedly, this talented woman was not ordinary.
Don't underestimate this tea apology. This is not just an apology in the situation, but a humiliation in personality. Generally speaking, if there are conflicts, the weaker one would rather fight to the death than accept it.
The conditions for apologizing for serving tea. Once you apologize for serving tea, in the eyes of others, you are a backboneless person, no matter how high your status is.
Long Yu's eyes shone. He didn't expect that this woman was really poisonous, but he had already agreed to her and naturally he couldn't regret it. "Okay~!" Long Yu returned cleanly. "Wait, Miss Su, if you lose to me
Brother, what about it?" Yi Shuihan interrupted. In fact, he really hoped that Long Yu would leave just now, but Long Yu could not withstand the provocation.
"If I lose, I will take care of Mr. Long..." As soon as these words came out, everyone blew up for a while. This was even more cruel than Long Yu's loss. This lady of the Su family,
I am really cruel. But Qingzhi didn't think so. Since this Miss Su family is so confident, she must be sure to win. Qingzhi couldn't help but look forward to it. If Long Yu lost, look at him
How can I stay in this imperial capital in the future?
"What to compare?" Long Yu was no longer interested in looking at Su Yue. He looked straight ahead and asked arrogantly. "Picture~!" Su Yue gritted her teeth and said fiercely. Yi Shuihan listened to the picture.
, laughed immediately, it seemed that the Miss Su family was going to suffer. But no one else could have done it. Some young men who had a good impression of Long Yu even looked at Long Yu with some pity. This Miss Su family is the number one in the mainland
The God of Painting Jade Pen Pipa Fairy's Closed. Jade Pen Pipa Fairy once said that in the next thirty years, no one has ever painted more than Su Yue. Now, Su Yue proposes painting, so Long Yu naturally eats a lot.
It's a loss. It seems that the newly promoted Marquis of Rongwu is going to make a fool of himself.
"Okay!" Long Yu waved his sleeves and shouted: "Take paper, ink, pen and inkstone~!" Since it is a poetry gathering, there are naturally no need for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The tools are naturally complete. In a short while, two painting tables will be
Putting it in front of everyone, Long Yu walked to one of the tables and stood still, saying please! Su Yue rolled up her sleeves slightly, revealing her fair white wrists, her fingers were as white as green onions, and gently lifted up her brush.
The onlookers couldn't help but exclaim.
Long Yu is not inferior at all. His handsome appearance and prominent family background also made the ladies cry out loud. Half an hour passed, and dense sweat had already oozed from Su Yue's cloudy temples. I took a careful penis
It often takes a moment to think about it before writing again, but Long Yu is not the case. He has never heard of it before. Two pictures have been added to the painting table next to him. He is still drawing with his strokes, and his posture is not like that at all.
It's just like graffiti, without any thoughts at all, just like painting hard.
Su Yue was only halfway through the drawing, and Long Yu threw the brush on the inkstone with a "snap". "Is it over?" Everyone looked at each other, and then they all came up. After a long time, they let out a burst of awesome sounds. Su Yue was still there
It was drawn on the side, but it was obvious that her hands were shaking, and there were already beads of sweat on her forehead.
"Alas..." Na Qingzhi sighed, very unwilling to accept his blessing. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that Long Yu's painting skills were even more superb than his poetry skills. It's really
It makes people jealous, why did he take all of everything? A noble lady who was close to Su Yue couldn't bear to pull Rasu Yue's sleeve and whispered: "Yueyue, stop drawing, you lost.
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As soon as Su Yue stopped, she had already felt her painting. Everyone present had seen it. Listening to their amazement just now, Su Yue's confidence in her heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. What is Long Yu?
A man who practiced Taoism alone in the mountains for decades in his previous life, a man who practiced Taoism, on weekdays, except for studying Taoism classics, could not live alone for so many years without hobbies. Long Yu is no exception. His hobbies,
There is only one painting.
Not to mention his previous life, even Long Yu in this life is still fond of painting, but these outsiders can't know that Long Yu never regards this as one of his own strengths, nor does he regard his own.
When painting for others, they usually burn it after finishing the painting. Even Ye Wenhao and the others can only see it, but no one can collect it. Since seeing Long Yu's painting, Yi Shuihan firmly believed that on this continent,
No painter can compete with Long Yu. The gorgeousness of Long Yu, the spiritual energy that transcends the world and is proud of the world, is not available in other paintings. How can any painting be compared with immortal paintings?
"I lost..." Su Yue said this almost dull. She only glanced at Long Yu's painting and immediately realized that she could not compare with the artistic conception. "Crazy la la
With a sound of ", several large pieces of painting paper were kneaded into a ball by Long Yu. Without saying a word, a "bang" sounded, and a flame lit up on his fingers. In the light of fire, everyone screamed in shock.
When he sent it out, Long Yu burned the painting he had made.
"What a pity..." Everyone was filled with regret, Yi Shuihan's eyes were full of regret. He also liked his elder brother's paintings, but no one could
It changed. No one understands why Long Yu did this, and Su Yue doesn't understand that such a vivid work could actually burn it casually.
"Are you talking to me? Don't you know that every painting has a soul?" Su Yue didn't care about her win or lose, and actually blamed Long Yu. Ye Wenhao was so angry that his eyes turned straight. This woman
Is it because you have a brain disease or it has not developed at all? Relying on your lovely appearance, you can make endless unreasonable trouble?
Long Yu smiled, smiled contemptuously, and returned: "Drawing is just my own business, it is my hobby. I can do whatever I want. Before today, I didn't have a painting left, because
,This is my own business, it's just mine, I'm not you, I don't need to share my painting with others, I'm using it to compete with you, it's already insulting its soul, what you want
You got the competition, and I have finished what I want to do. What do you think, it doesn’t matter to me at all.”
After saying that, Long Yu pulled Ye Wenhao and signaled Yi Shuihan to prepare to go out. "I lost, I will let you deal with it~! Although I am a woman, I am also trusting~!" Su Yue said biting her lips.
Long Yu was too lazy to reply this time: "Miss Su, I can understand what you did for your cousin. This is the only reason why I compete with you. As for the lottery of the competition, for me, everything is
No~! And you, to me, are nothing~!" After saying that, Long Yu and the other two left.
When the eunuch guarding outside the door saw that the house was a mess and parting, the master went out for a while, so he naturally did not dare to stop Long Yu. He called Qier and the others back for Long Yu, and gave it respectfully.
Go out. Su Yue stood there blankly, and the rest of the Shizuka poem meeting whispered, and some even cursed Long Yu. Su Yue herself silently packed up the painting she had half drawn, and was lost.
The one left the door as well.
"Oh, this young master Long is really, he doesn't leave any face for Miss Su." A young master sighed, and Qingzhi, who was standing in his narration, shook his head and returned: "It's a pity, it's a pity that the national protection minister has been unemployed for more than 20 years.
, otherwise the Long family would not be so arrogant." The young master was panicked when he heard this and hurriedly persuaded him: "Qingzhi, you can't say this, you must never say it like this again."
Qingzhi didn't appreciate it at all. He smiled contemptuously at the young master and left. The rest of the people did not dare to leave. This poem was convened by the third prince, but they did not have the courage and courage of the three.
Just leave, just after a while, the young ladies sat down again and talked happily. However, at this moment, the focus of their discussion was Long Yu and Su Yue, one of them was
The famous and talented woman in the imperial capital, the other one is a prominent family with a prominent family with a prominent family background and a reputation less than a month after arriving in Beijing.
"Bah~!" Ye Wenhao spitted out of the carriage window, looking unhappy. "I won't beat the girl, otherwise I would have beaten that little girl long ago, and I dared to say that labor and capital." Ye Wenhao hummed angrily.
He said hummingly. Yi Shuihan shook with the carriage and smiled and said, "**What's the matter? They didn't rush to you. You are rushing up by yourself. Who else can you blame?" Long Yu returned with a smile
: "Okay, I'm just a delicate lady in the deep courtyard. It's understandable that I'll not mention this anymore." Ye Wenhao and Yi Shuihanxuan stopped talking.
The day after the poetry meeting, Long Yu sent someone to send a letter to the third prince and apologized for his temporary departure that day. The third prince was as enthusiastic as ever, even saying that it was okay, but in the reply letter, he said that when he had the chance, he would be alone.
The banquet was held. Two days were spent together peacefully. Early in the morning, just dawn, a storm from the court swept across the entire imperial capital, and the streets and alleys were full of discussion.
On the morning of the morning, the Minister of War Long Zhantian, the Minister of Rites, the Minister of Personnel, the Dali Temple, General Zhenwei, General Pingxi, and the Three Divisions, Six Army and One Temple jointly issued a memorial to the newly established Military Supervision Department.
During the more than a month since the Supervision Department was established, the public security in the entire Xicheng District was in chaos, and the supervisors of the Supervision Department were suspected of embezzlement and bribery. All kinds of evidence were placed in the Golden Palace. His Majesty, the Emperor, who advocated the establishment of the Military Supervision Department, finally also
I could only read the note helplessly. Therefore, the outline of this military supervision department that was established was not clear, but it disappeared from everyone's sight.