The legitimate daughter is reborn, her life is still with her

The gentlemen were still discussing, and the master next to them showed the paintings of the six people one by one to everyone, and read out the rankings while showing them to show that the results were fair.

At first glance, Wang Chuchu's paintings are about trying to find a new way. She painted a game called Cuju that was just introduced to the Eastern Qin Kingdom. The painting only depicts a Cuju ball made of leather with a ball stuffed with feathers.

The painting completely abandoned the concept of artistic conception and showed its uniqueness in a carefree manner. After all, not every citizen of Da'an City knew that this game had become a must-have during the Qingming Festival.

Wei Jingjie and Wei Jingwen are worthy of being brothers. Their paintings are of the same type, namely Fa Gao and Qing Tuan, which are must-eats during the Qingming Festival. They are good painters and the delicacies they paint are also mouth-watering.

But after all, the painting is still a bit lacking, so even though the food is tempting, it still can't get a better ranking.

Therefore, none of the three of them were ranked!

Wang Chuchu in the audience was so angry that the corners of his mouth were crooked.

Zhou Jiayun won the "Third Class" ranking. What she painted was a spring outing during the Qingming Festival, feeling the vitality of nature, and the artistic conception was joyful and relaxed.

There are two poems mentioned next to the painting: "Mo Chun, the spring clothes are ready, five or six crowns, six or seven boys, bathing in Yi, dancing in the wind, chanting and returning." The poems and the paintings complement each other. Generally speaking, , you can see from the painting that this person is innocent and open-minded.

A painting of a spring outing during the Qingming Festival led everyone to experience the romantic feelings of a spring outing during the Qingming Festival. However, the painting was a bit rough, so it ranked third.

Meng Qihua painted a scene of worship in the City God's Temple. In the scroll, the incense in the City God's Temple is very strong, and every detail is clearly visible. People go to the Chenghuang Temple to burn incense and worship during the Qingming Festival.

The scene of people burning incense is vividly painted, as if the people in the painting are worshiping the City God devoutly, praying for good weather and safe travels.

The concept is higher than the previous painting, and the painting skills are worthy of praise.

"Qihua painted so well that she was awarded a 'Second Class', so what did Zhou Jiaqing paint?" Zhao Yunshu said in surprise. She and Meng Qihua had a good relationship, so she was puzzled.

Li Yaxuan couldn't sit still, she barely maintained a smile on her face, but she clenched her hands slightly under the table. She originally wanted to see how Zhou Jiaqing was defeated this time. Although her Yun'er was not a very outstanding person, compared with Zhou Jiaqing That's the difference between Yunni and Yunni. Especially when it comes to displaying talents, Zhou Jiaqing has never been able to compare with him!

Now Zhou Jiayun's third place is like a profound irony, making her feel that the praises from people around her are sarcastic.

Soon, they arrived at Zhou Jiaqing's painting, and the teacher read: "First class in the painting group - Zhou Jiaqing."

Is she "first class"?

There was an uproar under the high platform, especially the students who were classmates with Zhou Jiaqing. They all looked at her with very surprised eyes and started talking.

"What's going on? Sir, you must have pronounced it wrong."

"Did I hear wrongly?"

"How could it be her? What can Zhou Jiaqing draw at that level?"

"Impossible, Zhou Jiaqing must have cheated."

"But just now we all saw with our own eyes that she was the one who painted it one stroke at a time, and there was no one else to do it for her."

"It's really hidden." Ji Chengxi smiled sweetly and murmured to herself. Among her classmates, she was probably the only one who was truly happy for Zhou Jiaqing.

In Gao Yu's eyes, Zhou Jiaqing was extremely calm at this time, and was very cold in the face of the doubts and speculations in the audience. She already knew all this, and she knew that she would definitely win.

When the two masters slowly unfolded the scroll, the noise in the audience suddenly stopped.

This painting is called "Qingming Tomb Sweeping Picture". On the painting, the blood-red sunset is gradually fading. The whole city is dim and dark. There is no noise and tranquility in the past. Instead, all the houses have been destroyed and only a pile of debris is left. , the severed limbs lying on the ground were all corpses, and there were even a few corpses with arrows stuck in them, with vultures hovering above them, lifeless.

The whole scroll is full of devastation, filled with the smell of blood and terror. Through the scroll, everyone in the audience can feel the despair and panic. The kind of fear grips everyone's hearts...

The howling wind in the painting seemed to be blowing to everyone present through the scroll. Many women couldn't help but gather their cloaks. Burnt flags were blowing in the wind, and the two crooked words on them were exactly "Xiyun", that was the battle of Eastern Qin to regain Xiyun!

After seeing the content on the scroll clearly, Li Yaxuan and Qin Xingyue trembled at the same time. Li Yaxuan felt cold. She knew clearly that Zhou Jiaqing had indeed won this battle.

Qin Xingyue's eyes dimmed, and seemed to be tinged with a hint of coldness. She raised her head slightly and looked at the person in front of her from a distance. Their eyes collided in the air and then quickly separated.

On the lower left side of the scroll, a few strokes outline the back of a little girl kneeling, looking at the war in the distance. In front of her is a tomb made of small mounds of earth, and the little girl is gently stroking the small tomb.

These few strokes are like the finishing touch, as if giving comfort to the dead soldiers of the Eastern Qin Kingdom, so that they will no longer die in the wilderness.

In terms of painting skills, Zhou Jiaqing's painting method is truly the most delicate. The whole painting is very emotional, highly contagious, and has a unique sense of sharp power, so she is better among the three.

In terms of the meaning of painting, who can compare with the cruelty of war?

Nowadays, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, singing and dancing are at peace. On the Qingming Day, the children of these wealthy families can only think about eating, drinking and having fun. Who can remember the cruelty of the war back then?

If it hadn't been for the strong repulse of Xiyun Kingdom, how could there be today's peaceful and prosperous age?

Yes, yes, you really have outstanding painting skills and far-reaching ideas!

"Zhou Jiaqing, tell me why you have such an idea?" A tall gentleman asked first.

"Sister Feng, look, even my husband doesn't believe Zhou Jiaqing, and he even asked her to tell her the reason for painting. Now it's a good show. Let's see how she can get through it." Wang Chuyuan was so ignorant of the war that she showed disdain and teased .

When Feng Mengyu heard this, she was also teasing: "Yes, there is no saying that one can become a talent in ten days and a half. I am afraid that what I did today was not intentional to attract that guy -" She glanced at the fourth prince ambiguously.

On the high platform, Zhou Jiaqing looked at the scroll and spoke slowly: "My grandfather always mentioned in the past that the battle between our Eastern Qin and Xiyun Kingdom was very tragic. Looking around, there were corpses everywhere on the battlefield, and the soldiers were all We rushed forward and fought bloody battles with spears in hand until the last enemy fell, and we were victorious. However, so many loyal brothers and sisters have died in other places. This is a pain that can never be made up in my grandfather’s heart. Every time he talks about this, he will Be silent for a long time."

Zhou Jiaqing paused for a moment, and was too sad to speak any more. He couldn't help but sigh: "Poor Xiyun is covered with bones, just like the person in the spring boudoir dream."