No one expected Su Qiao to say this.
Isn’t it said that young people are full of vigor and love to be competitive
Why is Young Master Su so cowardly
The runner-up was silent for a moment, and said unwillingly:
"If Prince Su thinks painting is a waste of time, you can also write a few words. This won't delay Prince Su's drinking."
He was the runner-up in the imperial examination, which was only a seventh-rank official position. How could this kid, who was nothing, rise to the top in one step and be awarded the third-rank position
Is it because he is the eldest son of Marquis Su’s Mansion and he is just a student from a poor family
To get to where he is today, does he know how hard he has worked and how much he has sacrificed
Why can this kid put himself over my head with just a few paintings and a few words from Master Xie
The other newly-appointed scholars had similar thoughts and joined in the persuasion tacitly.
"Yes, we are all officials in the same court, working for the emperor. It's harmless to exchange ideas occasionally."
"I've only heard that Prince Su's paintings are very good, but I've never seen his calligraphy. Prince Su, please let us see it for ourselves."
Su Qiao was already in a bad mood and had drunk a lot of wine. Now he was even more annoyed by their quarrel.
Aren’t these people just jealous
Why are you saying it in such a high-sounding way
Do you think she wants to be the doorman for that man
It sounds nice to say that he is a royal guard, but in fact, isn’t he just a crappy security guard
He threw down the wine glass, stood up, and shook his dizzy head: "Well, in that case, I will write a few reluctantly."
The Qionglin Banquet was originally held specifically for newly-appointed Jinshi scholars, and during the banquet, poetry appreciation and discussion of paintings were of course indispensable. Even the desk, paper and ink were ready-made.
Su Qiao was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, black hair and a jade crown. She stood in front of the desk, gently gathered her sleeves with her left hand, and remained silent for a moment.
There were ripples in her slightly drooping eyes. Suddenly, her white wrist turned and she wrote with strokes as fast as a meteor. The vigorous and unrestrained words appeared on the paper like a flying dragon and a startled swan.
This smooth and flowing movement, with the momentum of a swimming dragon, made people hold their breath instinctively for fear of disturbing him.
"good!"
"What a great ocean that can accommodate all rivers, greatness comes from tolerance; a thousand-foot-high cliff stands firm, and the lack of desire makes one strong!"
The first person to cheer was Master Xie, who had always praised Su Qiao.
Looking at the magnificent ink characters on the table, he stroked his silver beard, his face full of admiration:
"It is natural and free, vigorous and powerful. Between the lines, a sense of openness and heroism comes to mind. Nephew Su is indeed a person who can paint such a masterpiece."
Su Qiao was a little sober now, and bowed modestly: "Grandmaster Miao, thank you for your praise."
Su Qiao's handwriting is similar to regular script, but it is much more casual than regular script, with a bit more free and easy, and a bit more arrogant.
Ordinary women have weaker wrist strength and cannot write such vigorous and powerful characters.
So no one who has read the words has any doubts.
Even Long Jingyuan who was walking by showed an admiring look, but he did not doubt Su Qiao's gender at all.
"I didn't expect my nephew to have such high attainments in calligraphy. The young are truly formidable!"
Taifu Xie really liked the young man Su Qiao. He never made close friends with anyone, but unknowingly, he had replaced Young Master Su with his nephew.
"I wonder if my dear nephew can give me this calligraphy?"
Old Master Xie was still thinking about when he would come to the house in person to ask for a piece of calligraphy, and now is the perfect time.
Su Qiao smiled faintly: "Thanks to the Master for his kindness."
Although it was because of Master Xie that she was in her current dilemma, Su Qiao really liked Master Xie, an elder who was truly broad-minded and talented.
"Hahaha, thank you very much, nephew." Tutor Xie was so happy that he even lost his composure in front of the emperor.
The King of Jin interrupted at some point: "Grandmaster, you are too quick to act. I was delayed for a while because of something else, and you took the things away from me."