My wife is number one in the world

Hu Yanyu watched Hu Jun walk back to his place calmly, shaking his head helplessly.

Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu strangely: "Husband, could it be that you know the son who was on the stage just now?"

Hu Yanyu was stunned and immediately shook his head: "I don't know, I just sigh that this person knows the flowers and plants of my Turkic tribe, just curious."

Yan Yu lowered her head and stared at Hu Jun's back, wondering what she was thinking.

"Brother Hu, congratulations, you won another game for me, so congratulations!"

Greeting the crowd, Hu Jun nodded one by one and signaled: "It just so happened that he would have heard of the name of this flower and plant. It can only be said that the victory was a fluke. The next duel will be troublesome, brothers."

Hu Jun sat back to his original position: "Brother, I wonder if you know that flower or plant?"

Liu Mingzhi frowned and shook his head: "I don't know, but brother, you have a lot of experience."

After finishing speaking, Liu Mingzhi rested his chin and didn't know what he was thinking about, and glanced at Hu Jun at the side from time to time, only he knew what was thinking in his heart.

Qin Bin whispered suspiciously beside Liu Mingzhi: "Brother Liu, when Brother Hu uncovered the white cloth just now, your eyes lit up when you saw that flower. You really don't know the name of that flower?"

Liu Mingzhi glanced at Qin Bin playfully, secretly thinking that Qin Bin was really observant and saw his fleeting expression.

Liu Mingzhi still shook his head: "I'm just shocked that there are such gorgeous flowers and plants in this season. I really don't know its name."

Seeing that Liu Mingzhi looked the same, Qin Bin shook his head and didn't ask any more questions.

"In the third round of the Baya competition, Hu Jun, a student from Dangyang Academy, won."

Zhao Fengshou stood up again and looked at Li Peichao and the others: "Next, there will be a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River on stage to present a question. Which student is willing to lead the way?"

Several people looked at each other, and Li Peichao came out: "The junior Li Peichao of Dangyang Academy is not talented, and he is willing to go on stage to play against the Jin Guo Mission with the theme of painting. Is that brother willing to go on stage and teach me?"

"Jin Guogui Buer is willing to ask Brother Li for advice."

Seeing that there was a competition that was about to start, Liu Mingzhi didn't feel the slightest turmoil in his heart, and turned to look at Wen Renzheng who was leaning against the wall not far away.

But Wen Renzheng's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, unable to see anything at all.

First Young Master Liu stretched his waist and muttered: "It's human nature to have secrets, but if it's too deep, it will make people fearful and uneasy, no good, really bad!"

Ps: A big chapter with three tops, try to make another update at night

Chapter 223 A Gentleman's Style

Chapter 223 A Gentleman's Style

"A good painter is the best and the most beautiful. There are hills and valleys in his chest, and the world is hidden in his eyes, all-encompassing. He writes the universe with a brush, and splashes the artistic conception with ink. Li Peichao is not talented. I wonder how Brother Gui wants to compete?"

Li Peichao stood on the stage without humility and looked at Gui Buer who was slowly climbing up the stage.

It's just that Li Peichao looked suspiciously at Gui Buer who was slowly walking onto the ring with a limp, and he turned out to be a person with leg problems.Li Peichao immediately restrained his expression and became calm, not paying attention to Gui Buer's right leg problem at all.

After standing still, Gui Buer looked at Li Peichao indifferently: "Gui Buer, a scholar of the Kingdom of Jin, is very polite. I have met Brother Li. Brother Li will not dislike Gui Buer's cripple coming on stage to compete with you, and he will lose Brother Li's reputation, right? "

Gui Buer was dressed in a green robe, and he called himself a lame, without the slightest hint of concealment. He frankly admitted that he was a lame, a little chic but also a little lonely.

Li Peichao's expression was the same: "If the sky abandons it, we should strive for self-improvement. Mere leg problems can't cover up the brilliance of a person with great ambition."

Gui Buer's calm face revealed a trace of gentleness: "If it wasn't for today's competition, Gui Buer would definitely buy Brother Li a drink. It's rare to have a confidant in life. On this trip to the south of the Yangtze River, you can meet someone like Brother Li. It’s really a blessing in my life, it’s a pity.”

"It's a pity to meet by fate. In this big competition, no matter whether you win or lose, Li Peichao in any restaurant in Jinling City is waiting for you at any time. I look forward to Brother Gui's visit."

Gui Buer stared at Li Peichao with bright eyes: "Brother Li is serious?"

Li Peichao stretched out his right hand and placed it between the two: "A word from a gentleman."

Gui Buer staggered forward and held Li Peichao's hand tightly: "Come on!"

The two of Li Peichao went to the table prepared by the yamen servant and checked that there was no problem with the pen and ink of their scrolls. They smiled at each other, and looked at each other tightly like best friends.

"The land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is beautiful. Li Peichao took this as the title. How about you and my brother each splashing ink on a landscape painting? I wonder if Brother Gui is good at landscapes?"

It was Li Peichao's decision to set the title this time, but Li Peichao gave up the initiative to find out the paintings that his opponent was good at. Yu Gong said that Li Peichao was worthy of the style of a gentleman, but Yu privately said that Li Peichao was a bit irresponsible.

Li Peichao dismissed the gossip and gossip that pointed at him to give in to Gui Buer, or he didn't care about it.

Gui Buer's expression became brighter and brighter, and when he saw Li Peichao, he smiled happily: "Gui Buer claims to have traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains, and he has known more than a thousand people, and the only one who can be a gentleman is you, brother Li. For one person, regardless of whether he wins or loses today, Gui Buer is willing to regard Brother Li as a close friend, and will never say anything if he is driven to do so. To tell you the truth, Gui Buer's legs are for the sake of the true meaning of landscape painting. When the mountains and rivers in the country of Shu accidentally fell down the cliff, Gui Buer's landscape paintings are not alone in the world, and there are few rivals in the Kingdom of Jin, Gui Buer will not show mercy just because he likes Brother Li's heart!"

"It's better this way, Brother Gui, please!"

"Brother Li, please."

The two each chose a book case and began to study ink. They stopped greeting each other and focused all their attention on the picture scroll on the book case.

At the same time, they studied the ink and picked up the brush. The two seemed to compete deliberately, and they began to outline refreshing curves on the scroll.

Li Peichao himself grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, so the scrolls he made are naturally inseparable from the south of the Yangtze River. Li Peichao splashed ink on the scrolls with towering and precipitous mountains, dense forests with lush branches and leaves, and murmuring water.

The mountain is steep and severe, and only apes in the mountain can be climbed, the stream is winding, and the small boat is looming high and low.

The danger of the mountain lies in the fact that it accommodates the ancient trees of the sky, as well as the strong and lonely weeds. It seems that there are wolves, tigers and leopards hiding in the dense forest, and the mountain peaks change in various shapes.

The beauty of the water is like a poem and a picture, with dense water and grass on the river bank, towering green willows by the stream, light dancing willow branches reflecting the river surface, and hazy fishing boats.

A few brushstrokes of light ink outline an admirable artistic conception.

Gui Buer was a scholar of the Kingdom of Jin, and the paintings on the scroll turned out to be the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. He was in love with the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River.

There are people with small bridges and flowing water, towering ancient trees, and a beautiful woman with an umbrella looks at the river from afar on the small bridge.

The river water is clear and flexible, which makes people imagine what treasures there are at the bottom of the river. The mountains are rich and rich, but a beautiful woman stops. The charm of the small bridge and flowing water suppresses the artistic conception of the landscape, but embellishes the beauty of the landscape.

Li Peichao's landscape paintings are superior in steepness and remoteness, while Gui Buer's landscape paintings are superior in fairyland on earth.

After signing, the two stopped writing at the same time.

"Brother Gui, you have a solid foundation, I admire you."

"Brother Li is not bad either."

"How to win or lose?"

"How do you rate each other?"

"Just in the opinion of Brother Gui."

The two exchanged positions and walked to each other's desk.

Li Peichao stared at Gui Buer's painting and thought for a few breaths: "Li Peichao lost!"