This time Hua Lao Yue didn't pour ink on the rice paper, and the mop swept quickly.
After the four buckets of ink were used up, the rice paper soon showed a scene surrounded by mountains.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the rice paper blankly, unable to believe their eyes.
God, what did they see
"Is that a mountain?"
"It looks like a mountain indeed."
"How did she draw it just now?"
"It turns out that mops can really draw pictures!"
Everyone quickly changed from the contempt and dislike just now to the incredible and shocked.
Hua Laoyue lost the mop about this matter, and asked Liluo to exchange a large pen for her.
Hua Laoyue was soaked in ink, and she squatted on the ground, drawing here and hooking over there. The brush was not enough, and sometimes she used both hands and feet.
At first everyone thought she was a lunatic, but now no one dared to question her anymore. Because this painting has become perfect a little bit.
For the entire time to stick incense, Hua Laoyue squatted on the ground.
After a stick of incense, Hua Laoyue finally stood up and put a hand on her face, "Okay!"
Everyone frowned as they looked at the black ink on her face.
Then when I looked at the painting on the ground, it all looked like a ghost, my eyes widened in disbelief.
"God, this painting is too good!"
"Like, really like!"
"Vigorous atmosphere, lust into the clouds, celestial atmosphere, wonderful, wonderful!"
"What a genius in the painting world!"
Everyone gathered around the painting, their eyes shone, and they praised it.
The Lord Jun Jiuchuan and Jun Zhifan were blocked by everyone, and they couldn't see the painting at all.
Jun Moran and Jun Baisheng, Jian Mobei, and Zhao Xi who were sitting here could not see clearly.
"Cough cough..." After waiting for a while, no one showed up the picture scroll. Jun Jiuchuan couldn't help but coughed slightly and invited: "Don't surround yourself, show me the picture scroll quickly."
When Jun Jiuchuan spoke, those people didn't dare to surround him.
A few small servants stepped forward to carry the painting, and the onlookers drank anxiously: "Be careful, don't stain or break the scroll."
The more everyone is like this, the more curious Jun Jiuchuan and the others. What kind of painting is this in the end, it can make everyone nervous like this.
Soon, the scroll was presented in front of Jun Jiuchuan and the others, but the scroll was too big and pulled straight over, occupying half of the hall.
When Jun Jiuchuan and the others saw the scroll, they were shocked instantly.
This pair of mountains that stretch for thousands of miles is becoming more mysterious and thick under the layers of mist, and people can't help but want to spy on it.
There are also all kinds of trees on the hills and the gurgling rivers under the mountains, as if they all have their own lives, so vivid and active, as if they were real.
The most important thing is that this is just an ink painting. There are no other colors besides black and white on the entire scroll, but it is so real and vivid.
Everyone present is here
For a moment, I felt the charm of thousands of miles of territory, the majestic mountains, and the tenderness of flowing water.
The company of mountains and water, the combination of strength and softness, is so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.
Even Ye Linglong was silly, she never knew that an ink painting could be so beautiful.
And she pointed out all the mistakes in her picture scroll, and at this moment they are perfectly resolved in her own picture scroll. Her picture scroll presents to everyone only truth, only spirit, and only beauty!
"Okay!" It took a long time for Jun Jiuchuan to come back to his senses, watching Hua Laoyue clapping his hands appreciatively: "The painting is so good, the old Qijia, I didn't expect your painting skills to be so good."
Jun Zhifan also looked at Hua Lao Yue with great interest.
It is really interesting to draw such a beautiful picture with a mop.
At this moment, even Zhao Xi looked at Hua Laoyue differently.
I've never heard of what is unique about Huajia*** before, but I didn't expect to paint well. Is this woman deliberately hiding herself or something? If the emperor and queen mother knew that Hua Lao Yue was so smart now, I wonder if they would regret it.
Jun Baisheng frowned after reading the scroll.
My cousin never knew how to paint before, but how can she paint now and still do so well.
Jun Moran didn't expect Hua Laoyue to draw such good words, but he was dazed, and suddenly had the urge to hide her.
How can one's own treasure be coveted by others.
Hua Laoyue smiled at Jun Jiuchuan: "Since the emperor likes it, it is better to give this painting to the emperor. I wish the emperor good health and smile often."
"Okay, okay, okay!" Jun Jiuchuan said three "good" words in succession, which shows that he is really happy. "This birthday gift is really like this king, and the old Qi family is interested."
Hearing Jun Jiuchuan praising Hualaoyue, Ye Linglong suddenly curled her lips unconvincedly, "This is her birthday gift, this is obviously what I asked her to paint, she didn't prepare any birthday gift at all."
"Ye Linglong!" Seeing Ye Linglong interrupt again, Jun Jiuchuan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
This dead girl, hasn't her face lost enough, she's still talking nonsense.
No one of the other guests helped Ye Linglong anymore.
"This Linglong county lord is really true. Why does Princess Yan married the King Yan, so she needs to prepare another birthday gift by herself?"
"That's right, when the newspaper sang the newspaper, the Yan Palace gave a lot of birthday gifts, so she didn't prepare anything for how to get here."
"It's really deceiving, this Linglong county owner is too inferior and inferior."
Hearing everyone questioning her, Ye Linglong suddenly felt even more wronged.
Hua Laoyue was not angry at all. She didn’t look at Ye Linglong, she just looked at Jun Jiuchuan and smiled: "The county lord Linglong is right. Although this painting was painted by a concubine, it was not done by a concubine. A birthday gift prepared by the emperor."
Before Hua Laoyue's words could make Ye Linglong proud, she heard her say again: "However, the concubine did another
The emperor prepared a birthday gift. "
When Jun Jiuchuan heard it, his spirit suddenly came to his mind: "Oh, the old seven family has also prepared a birthday gift for the king? Bring it up and show it to the king."
Hua Laoyue glanced at Li Luo, and Li Luo immediately took out the wine jar she had previously held in her hands.
"This is the birthday gift prepared by the concubine for the emperor." Hua Laoyue said compared to the wine jar.
Everyone was a little confused when they saw the wine jar.
"Is this wine?"
"How come there are life gifts to give wine?"
"Yeah, it's a bit too intractable."
"What the hell did Princess Yan think? Ming Ming Yan's Palace has already given gifts. Why don't you want to give gifts by yourself? If you want to give them a good one, then come here with a wine jar."
Everyone is not interested in this wine jar, but the corners of Jun Zhifan's lips raised.
This woman is clever. This is the result of her grandfather's hobby.
Compared with other people's doubts and dislikes, Jun Jiuchuan saw the wine jar, and his eyes lit up a bit: "It turned out to be a jar of wine, and it will come up soon."
Seeing Jun Jiuchuan's eager look, everyone was a little confused.
Just a jar of wine, the Nine Emperor Gods are so happy too.
Li Luo glanced at Hua Lao Yue, Hua Lao Yue nodded at him, and then he sent the wine jar up.
Jun Jiuchuan hugged the wine jar and looked at it. He felt that the wine jar was warm, and he was very curious: "Why is this wine warm, can I open it and take a look?"
Hua Laoyue smiled non-committal: "Of course, this wine is already owned by the emperor. The emperor can not only watch it, but also taste it."
When Jun Jiuchuan heard the words, he was not welcome, and directly opened the seal.
The rich aroma of wine mixed with the novel medicinal aroma, instantly filled the whole hall.
"Good smell!"
"This taste is too mellow! I really want to have a sip!"
"What kind of wine is this? This taste is too special."
Jun Jiuchuan didn't expect the smell of this wine to be so strong and peculiar, and looked at Hua Laoyue curiously: "What kind of wine is this?"
Hua Laoyue smiled: "The concubine took it from the wine cellar of my prince. I don't know what it is, but the vintage should be a long time ago."
Jun Jiuchuan looked at Jun Moran again, "Old Qi, this wine is very special, what kind of wine is this?"
"Ten years of snow brewing, buried before the king went out at the age of thirteen." Jun Moran said lightly.
"Ahem..." Hua Laoyue was shocked in an instant, followed by regret.
This turned out to be planted before he set out, she really didn't know. I had known that she would definitely not choose this altar, this wine should be of great significance to him.
Jun Jiuchuan was also stunned. He didn't expect this wine to have such a meaning, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, this birthday gift is good."
"This wine is not bad, but it is also the wine of brother dyed. It shouldn't have anything to do with Princess Yan. How can the princess be ashamed to say that it was a birthday gift she prepared?" Ye Linglong still choked unconvinced.
(End of this chapter)