Women's procrastination can't be said

"Yes." The five girls nodded, expressing their understanding.

Song Rou is calm and composed, with a gentle expression and smooth movements.

Song Ke'er moved quickly, mischievously and nimbly, as if she was playing.

Yue Ling was a little behind, but the expression she drew with her drooping eyes was too attractive.

The woman in blue next to her is named Bai Su, a folk girl. She is not very skilled in holding a pen, her delicate eyebrows are slightly frowned. She seems not good at calligraphy and painting, but she is still gritting her teeth and persisting.

As the name suggests, Yin Qinxi moves his hands in a leisurely manner, but his brush strokes are elegant and graceful.

The five women have different looks and are pleasing to the eye.

The time for a stick of incense is very fast, and in the blink of an eye, patterns are outlined on the blank rice paper in front of the five people.

"It's time." Zhang Hantao said, and the five girls put down their pens confidently.

"Next, let the five ladies introduce themselves and their works in turn." After Zhang Hantao finished speaking, he retreated from Yin Ziru's side and stopped talking.

Sitting in the first row is Yueling.Yue Ling picked up the rice paper, presented it to Yin Ziru politely, she was wearing a pink dress, she looked more delicate, gentle and graceful than last time.

"Yue Ling, a folk daughter, and her father is Yue Qiao from the Yue family. She is six years old this year, and her cultivation level is fifth." Yue Ling's self-introduction was fairly concise, and she said everything she needed to say.

Yin Ziru nodded, her strength is very good.

"Minnv named this painting Mountains High and Rivers Long. When Minnv was ten years old, her father was seriously ill, and the only expert who saved him lived in seclusion in the mountains. Minnv was eager to save her father, so she went to seek medical treatment alone, and accidentally passed by here , I am fortunate to see this scene." Yue Ling spoke in an extremely gentle voice, and her emotional speech won a lot of applause.

The paintings she makes are beautiful landscape paintings, which perfectly outline the beautiful scenery with each stroke. Painting is a compulsory course for every lady. Her painting style has no special characteristics and is relatively common, but it can be seen that her painting skills are not good vulgar.

Compose a poem, and the graceful calligraphy is simply pleasing to the eye.

"Patriarch Yue is blessed to have such a filial and versatile daughter like you." Yin Ziru nodded appreciatively.

"Thank you, Empress, for your appreciation." Yue Ling bowed obediently.

Yin Ziru handed the painting to Song Qingwu, and Song Qingwu just glanced at it lightly.

Song Rou was the one who presented her own work next.The expression is gentle and the posture is dignified.

"Song Rou, the daughter of the people. My father, Song Yue, the lord of the three cities, is 16 years old this year and has the fifth level of cultivation. The inspiration for this painting comes from a corner of the mansion. My father often drank for fun at the time, and the daughter of the people was deeply affected, so I drew my father and his friends. scene at the time."

The scenery in the painting is very beautiful, and a black and white elegant pavilion is added to the right side of the picture. In the pavilion, there are three handsome men, drinking and reciting poems, so happy!

Yin Ziru nodded in satisfaction.

Next was Song Keer.The nimble little appearance is very pleasing, she is wearing a goose yellow dress, and her small waist is twisted into a breathtaking arc as she walks.

"Song Ke'er, a folk girl, and Song Rou, my sister. I'm 15 years old this year. My cultivation level is on the fourth level. Although I'm not as good as my sister, I'm working hard!" Song Ke'er speaks with agility , Yin Ziru likes the ghostly appearance very much.

Don't look at Song Ke's ghostly appearance, but she is still a rich lady after all, she has received the same education as Song Rou since she was a child, and her painting skills are naturally not bad.

"This is a very beautiful place that the girl saw." Unlike Song Rou, Song Ke'er would find something to say, and tell the truth where the inspiration came from.

"Very good too." Yin Ziru nodded.

Yin Qinxi presented his work and handed it to Yin Ziru, without saying a word, just sat back in his seat.

Yin Ziru glanced at it, a strange look flashed between her brows, and then handed it to Song Qingwu with an unclear expression.

Song Qingwu took it, and his eyes froze instantly. He looked at Yin Qinxi, who was calm and calm, with his lips slightly parted, not knowing what to say.

Yin Qinxi just smiled lightly and looked away.

He Zixia quietly glanced at Yin Qinxi's painting, and let out a "poof" laugh.

The painting skills are excellent, every stroke is full of strength, the lines are smooth and natural, and only black is used to outline a face.

Song Qingwu's face.

Yin Qinxi outlined Song Qingwu's charm perfectly, but the green eyes were painted black.The eyelids droop slightly, the thin lips are tightly pursed, and the black hair is scattered, lifelike.

only……

He Zixia caught a glimpse of the wound on Yin Qinqin's finger, and guessed that she must have cut her finger to paint with blood, and painted Song Qingwu's bright red lips and beautiful bright red flowers on her temples.

Tears welled up in the corners of He Zixia's eyes, and Song Qingwu's appearance was somewhat feminine, which was spread among the people and ridiculed over and over again.

With loose hair, the edges and corners are softer. Yin Qinxi's magical brush gave him red lips and a red flower hairpin, which forcibly swept away Song Qingwu's masculinity, making him a beautiful woman.

"Prettier than me." He Zixia heard Yin Qinxi say indifferently.

Ding!

Tianyan seems to be showing signs of rioting.

"Very good." Yin Ziru's eyes curled up, quite excited.

In contrast, Bai Su's paintings are too ordinary, Yin Ziru just smiled lightly and didn't think highly of it.Bai Su sat back dejectedly, seemingly hopeless.

The first test is over, and the second will continue, which is piano art.

After Yueling finished playing a piece, many people didn't come back to their senses and were immersed in the beautiful and melodious sound of the piano.

"The daughter of the people has shown her shame." Yue Ling looked a little proud, her piano skills were well-known in the Song Dynasty, and no one present was better than her.

Song Rou played the piano immediately, and Yu Yueling was on par.

Compared with her sister, Song Ke'er is much worse at playing the piano, her voice is sometimes sharp and sometimes soothing, but it's not intentional, she's just not good at it.Just like her restless temperament, Qin Sheng seems to be living carefree.

Next is Yin Qin.All eyes were on her, with different expressions.

Song Qingwu has a cold temper, but he showed emotions other than indifference in front of Yin Qinxi, showing his difference to her from the very beginning.

This woman has a cold demeanor, looks aloof and arrogant, and has a similar personality to Song Qingwu. It is the possibility of such two people getting together.

Most of the women in the main hall admire Yin Qinxi's indifferent temperament, low-key and indifferent, fearless in the face of danger, and a blockbuster.But after all, they were all here for the princess, and of course they all hoped that Yin Qinxi would be eliminated. Seeing her turn to show off her piano skills, many people cursed her quietly in their hearts.

Meimou glanced at Song Qingwu, Yin Qinxi pushed back the hem of her clothes, her white clothes flew up, and her black hair outlined a beautiful curve, she sat down calmly, and she just started playing.

With a light hook of the fingers, the sound of the piano echoed in the ears, the sound was melodious, with twists and turns.

But only one sound.

With just one sound, the experts couldn't help but secretly marvel, this hook has already shown her advanced piano skills to people, the strength is appropriate, without a trace of noise, it is crisp and natural.Laymen don't know the technique, but when they saw her ticking, the guqin produced a wonderful melody with thousands of turns. They couldn't help feeling that such a string could make people enjoy it so much.

She checked it, but she didn't continue.Everyone felt itchy and secretly urged.

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