Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

The seventeenth prince and the servant were seen coming out of the peach garden, and were discovered by other drinkers when they returned to the shed.

Even Jiao Zhongjue and the Thirteenth Prince were surprised to find that he had disappeared for a long time. Jiao Zhongjue could not help but narrow his eyes and pretend to be deep in thought. He already had a plan in mind.

"Seventeenth Prince, where have you been just now? This wine is waiting for you to drink." A man's voice was immediately cheered by everyone. Prince Zhou had just said that he would catch him to force him to drink, but unfortunately he couldn't find anyone just now. Now he has aroused everyone else to get excited.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the seventeenth prince quickly surrendered and begged for mercy, saying: "I just saw a snow-white cat, which was very cute, so I couldn't help but chase it out, but I didn't expect it to disappear in the blink of an eye."

Prince Zhou laughed loudly, as if he had seen through his thoughts: "The one who can attract the attention of my Seventeenth Brother must be a female cat!"

After this joke, everyone else seemed to understand and burst into laughter.

The seventeenth prince quickly defended himself: "What are you talking about? The ladies outside are all painting, and none of them raised their heads. I even chatted with the two ladies. If you don't believe me, go out and ask them.

I think the old woman will come and urge you soon. My brother and the young masters, please think about how to write a poem. "

Sure enough, these words immediately saved him from trouble, and no one questioned him further, but he still had to drink.

By the time Chuchu and the others returned to the drawing board, the sand in the hourglass had all run out.

The people there had already started to stop and comment. It looked like everyone had finished drawing, and the last ones to put down their pens were Juanjuan and Jiang Lin.

Almost everyone gathered together. Standing in front of the easel in the middle were Concubine Dowager De and the princes and sons of the royal family. The girls also gathered around them. Some noble ladies also deliberately moved closer to their own drawing boards, waiting to be commented on.

Except for a few ladies who gathered around Concubine Dowager De, the other ladies did not try to steal the limelight, but stood behind the noble ladies and gentlemen, but not too far away.

"You kids are too playful." Li Yan, who had been paying attention, saw them coming and hurried over to pat the petals on Chu Chu's shoulders. There was blame in his tone, but it was also a caring tone. He urged them to move forward.

"Anyway, we're not good at painting, and we don't expect to get a reward." Chu Chu enjoyed her mother's touch coquettishly, leaning on her arms, with no intention of moving forward.

Juanjuan was also by her mother's side just now, but she was a little uncomfortable with her mother's care and touch, so she leaned away slightly and gave the best position to Chuchu.

"Go ahead, everyone. Go take a look at the best paintings. I'm telling you, I just checked and the best paintings belong to Jiang Lin and Juan Juan. As for the others..., their paintings are all about the same. There's no one that stands out."

Several people gathered in front of Juanjuan's drawing board. Li Yan quickly pushed her to the front: "It's good to go and listen to what others have to say."

Then he turned his head and looked at Chuchu and the others: "As for your paintings, I think they are not bad. At least they are not deliberately drawn so complicated, so they don't look out of place. Instead, they feel fresh and refined."

Unexpectedly, their random doodles received such high praise from their mother (Madam). Qiao Qiao was worried that she would be scolded. Even though she knew that the Duke's wife comforted them a little and loved them as well, she felt much better. If the Madam also mentioned this to Princess Chun, they should not be scolded by the elders at home.

Jiang Hua was even more outgoing, not knowing what modesty was. She dragged them towards the drawing board in front of her while boasting: "In order to pick the flowers quickly, I have reserved some of my skills! Maybe I can even win a small prize. If not... they must be blind."

Unfortunately, they were a little far away. Qiao Qiao glanced at Jiang Bing who was following beside her, and felt that she wanted to cover her sister's mouth. It seemed that this concubine sister had a very tiring life following her sister. She was always afraid that her sister would speak without restraint and cause trouble. How could she say that the prince was blind?

"Just be happy. My mother was afraid that we would be sad because we didn't win the prize, so she said nice things to us on purpose. She probably thought we went out to pick flowers because we were sad and wanted to hide away." Chuchu's words made the girls laugh. They also felt that this statement made sense. Anyway, they didn't think they would win the prize.

Jiang Bing hid at the very end. She knew that her mediocre skills were just enough to get the job done, and she would definitely not be praised by the Duke's wife, so she didn't have any expectations. With her skills, it was good enough that she didn't steal the show, and she didn't end up being the last one.

As expected, Jiang Lin's drawing board had the most people around it. After hearing what her mother had said, Chu Chu knew that everyone was probably saying that Jiang Lin's painting was the best, so she couldn't help but squeeze over to take a look.

"This composition is similar to Juanjuan's." Qiao Qiao let out a small exclamation at the first glance, but no one else could hear it, and Chu Chu also agreed.

Sure enough, the peach garden, rockery, curved bridge, and long corridor in front are all the same, just the viewing angle is slightly different, so Chuchu said: "This is a painting for the occasion, what you see is what is painted, so the difference will not be too big."

Chuchu explained to Qiaoqiao in a low voice and looked at the painting in front of her. It turned out that her skills were not bad. Every stroke was full of spirituality. Moreover, her painting method was also very special. She deliberately highlighted the distant view.

On the contrary, the peach tree in the foreground is only roughly outlined and then blurred with color, which draws the viewer's eyes to the distant scenery. The distant view is clear, while the near view is hazy, making it look so different.

But in her opinion, it is difficult to tell which is better compared with her sister.

No wonder Jiang Hua said that their eldest sister was deeply loved by their grandfather and father. Even in such a family with a rich history, it was an honor for the elders to be able to cultivate such an outstanding daughter. It seems that she will definitely win the championship this time.

Juanjuan's drawing board was only three people away from Jiang Lin's. Everyone turned around after looking at Jiang Lin's. There were quite a lot of people standing, and there were several men at a glance.

Chu Chu could already tell from behind that one was Prince Zhou, the other was the Thirteenth Prince, and the Seventeenth Playboy was also standing next to them. Even Brother Jue was standing on the far right, closest to Chu Chu's drawing board.

Chuchu, Jiang Hua and Qiaoqiao also squeezed behind them, not intending to squeeze forward. They just looked ahead carefully through the gap between them.

Jiang Bing no longer moved forward and no one knew where she was hiding. Even though she was standing behind several princes, she still felt timid and would hide whenever she could.