Xiao Ying's handwriting is a little thin, and there is always a style of lower script, which is the petty air in Xiao Ying's mouth.
Xiao Ying spent a lot of effort in practicing a small script, her face flushed red.
"Master Shen, the student's handwriting is not as good as this one, and he will definitely work harder when he goes back."
Master Shen stopped in his tracks and glanced at Xiao Ying. According to the outside world, Xiao's parents and daughters are both talented and beautiful, but mediocre, they are far inferior to the youngest Miss Jiu.
"Well, Missy can learn more from Miss Jiu. A tiger father has no sons, so Missy will continue to work hard."
Master Shen's very rude comments made Xiao Ying blush instantly and gritted her teeth.
Xiao Zhi covered her lips and smiled, full of gloating, Master Shen walked over, picked up the big characters flying and flying on the table, and frowned.
"Miss San's handwriting is far inferior to Miss Miss's. She has no background and lacks skills. She needs more practice."
Ga, the smile on the corner of Xiao Zhi's mouth froze, and he looked at Master Shen with some displeasure.
"These are the old lady's orders. If Miss San has any objections, you can go to the old lady."
Master Shen blocked Xiao Zhi's words in his mouth, and swallowed them hard, not daring to refute.
"Yes, the student knows." Xiao Zhi smiled coyly, not daring to bring this matter to the old lady.
Master Shen commented on Xiao Qiang again, neither good nor bad, average, Xiao Qiang didn't dare to laugh, and humbly admitted his mistake with a blushing face.
"Okay, let's see how well you can identify poems. Everyone writes a poem according to this painting."
Master Shen opened a painting to let everyone see it clearly. From a distance, it is a group of flowers blooming.
"Use one of them as an expression." Master Shen said again.
Xiao Yu propped her chin with her hands and tried hard to think.
Xiao Ying smiled slightly, opened her mouth and came, "One night, the light thunder falls and the ten thousand threads fall, and the radiant light floats and the tiles are uneven. The loving peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the dawn branches."
Master Shen nodded, "Yes, there are actually two flowers."
Xiao Zhi was not to be outdone, "The westerly wind is blowing and the yard is full of plants, but the core is cold and fragrant, and the butterflies are hard to come. If I were Qing Emperor in his year, I will repay the peach blossoms."
Master Shen frowned slightly, and looked at Xiao Shu again.
Xiao Shu thought for a while, "The east of the river in front of Master Huang Pagoda, the spring is lazy and sleepy leaning on the breeze. Peach blossoms bloom without a owner, and the lovely deep red loves the light red."
"This is good!" Master Shen was full of praise, Xiao Zhi stared at Xiao Shu fiercely, Xiao Shu lowered her head, pretending not to see.
"Lime blossoms in May illuminate the eyes, and the seeds are seen between the branches. It's a pity that there are no carriages and horses here, and the moss is upside down and the crimson flowers are falling."
Even Xiao Qiang put together a poem, Master Shen nodded, "Miss Six can compose this poem, it's not bad."
Xiao Qiang smiled shyly, "Thank you, Master, for your compliment."
So, only Miss Xiao was left, and Xiao Ying curled her lips, waiting to see her joke.
Xiao Zhi also gloated, but Xiao Shu was a little anxious.
"Ninth Sister, it's your turn." Xiao Zhi kindly reminded that no one will help her this time, let's see how she loses face.
Concubine Xiao pursed her lips, and her eyes aimed at the crabapple, "In February, Baling is windy every day, and the spring cold is not over. The crabapple doesn't hesitate to be rouge, and stand alone in the drizzle."
It's all good without bias, Master Shen nodded, "Miss Nine's song is also good, young age, not bad."
"Ah, isn't that the fifth sister's poem?"
Xiao Zhi suddenly said in surprise, then as if she said something wrong, she quickly covered her lips with a harmless expression.
Xiao Ying was stunned for a moment, when did this idiot learn to compose poems, she must have memorized one of them and met her.
Just luck.
"It's a little familiar. I don't remember the third sister if I don't mention it." Xiao Ying pretended to look at Master Shen in embarrassment.
Master Shen's face darkened, "Miss Jiu..."
Xiao Concubine's back was straight, she squinted at Xiao Ying and Xiao Zhi, "If Eldest Sister thinks I'm stealing other people's poems, why not ask a question on the spot."
Master Shen saw Xiao Concubine's frank expression, which did not seem to be fake, so he hesitated for a while.
"Miss, come up with a question."
Yes or no, you will know once you take the test.
Xiao Ying's face changed slightly, Xiao Concubine was really brave, and she refused to go down the steps given, so she can't be blamed.
"Then ask Ninth Sister to write a poem with the title of the scene in the painting, not with the title of the flower, but with the flower."
Xiao Concubine curled her lips and smiled slightly. This question was really tricky enough. Looking around, it was all flowers and branches, and it was simply making things difficult for Xiao Concubine.
Even Master Shen looked at the painting and fell into deep thought.
Xiao Concubine glanced at it, and said directly, "After the rain, the Hengtang is full of water, and the mountains are high and the roads are high and low. The peach and plum blossoms are all in bloom, only the green grass is in full bloom.
Xiao Ying's complexion changed, "Ninth Sister, this is obviously a bunch of flowers, and the artistic conception is wrong."
"Sister, this painting must have been done by Master Shen. Master Shen should be aware of the weather at that time. Dark clouds overwhelmed the environment, and there was dew among the flowers. It must be raining heavily after a while, and the flowers will only be grass."
Xiao Yu explained calmly, and Xiao Ying looked directly at Master Shen.
Master Shen nodded, "Miss Nine is right. I drew this painting on a whim that day during an outing. It rained for several days, and the flowers withered. This mood is the most suitable."
Xiao Yu smiled sweetly, "The student is reckless, he is not worthy of this painting."
Master Shen smiled, and looked at Xiao Ying, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Xiao Ying opened her mouth, one time was a coincidence, and the two times were too coincidental to be a coincidence.
"Second Sister told Ninth Sister. Ninth Sister has never written poetry, so it must have been mentioned by Second Sister."
Xiao Zhi didn't believe that this idiot Xiao Concubine could write such poems.
Xiao Yu's face darkened, "What does the third sister mean?"
"Why are you guilty? Dare to do it but dare not admit it!" Xiao Zhi straightened her neck with a provocative expression.
"Third sister, it's not me. I didn't help Xiaojiu." Xiao Shu waved her hand, but she didn't even think about it, how could she help Xiaojiu.
"Second sister, don't help Xiaojiu any more. You two have been muttering to each other just now. No wonder second sister is helping you everywhere. You must have bought second sister."
Xiao Zhi swears that it must be Xiao Shu who bought Xiao Shu.
Xiao Yu stood up and said to Master Shen, "Master, I don't have one."
Master Shen also had a troubled expression on his face. Seeing this, Concubine Xiao slapped the table, "Hmph, I'll go to grandma for an evaluation!"
Xiao Zhi's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.