Lin Qingqian is also a relatively eye-catching member.

After Yuan Xi spread in Pingyang City, he was recognized by everyone. Lin Qingqian's name was also well-known for this.

However, with the widespread spread of Yuanxi, Lin Qingqian's arrogant bad temper also spread to everyone's ears.

In the past, Lin Qingqian treated Huo Jiucen and Xie Zhen, and most noble families had heard of such a name. Now, because of a poem by Yuan Xi, Lin Qingqian has become the most mentioned name recently.

The name doesn't match me. Now people are standing there alively. The first time I met Lin Qingqian, my eyes are straightened.

It turns out that Lin Qingqian is so beautiful that she is not inferior to Xue Xiangrong, the number one beauty in Pingyang City.

Zhao Jingyun smiled on his face, but his eyes swept across everyone like a knife. Anyone who stared at Lin Qingqian with a vulgar gaze was remembered by him in his heart.

While talking to the people around him, his eyes fell casually on Lin Qingqian.

Huo Qingyue and others were also very anxious. Others were almost done. Lin Qingqian had no movement yet. If it could not be completed within the specified time, it would be miserable.

Lin Qingqian was slow and slow. She didn't want to write any bullshit poems. Isn't it good to be a calm guest? She had to force her to go crazy!

There are many poems about wine, and she is about to become a porter again. I hope the original author will not crawl out of the grave and settle the score with her. If so, she will do good deeds and let the ancient poems of the Celestial Empire continue to be carried forward in another time and space.

She quickly confirmed a poem that suited the situation. Lin Qingqian picked up the pen, sniffed at the tip of the pen, then dipped the brush in ink, and began to write quickly.

Her movements were not slow, but everyone in the audience completed them, and the pen in her hand was still moving.

Huo Qingyin stared at Lin Qingqian for a while, and then secretly glanced at the burning incense. The incense inserted in the bowl was almost burning, leaving only the last little.

The girls around Xue Xiangrong gradually showed joy on their faces.

Haha, as long as Lin Qingqian has not finished writing within the specified time, no matter how good the poems Lin Qingqian has written, it will be of no use.

Time is getting more and more urgent, and everyone's eyes are all on Xiang. Xue Xiangrong is actually very confident that she can beat Lin Qingqian, because only by winning a dignified game can she truly restore her reputation.

But who in the world doesn't want to take advantage of the situation? She looked at Lin Qingqian with a smile, and the light of her eyes peeked at the fragrance from time to time. At this moment, she suddenly hoped that Lin Qingqian would not complete the whole poem within the specified time, it seemed to be quite good.

"Time is here, the fragrance is over." Miss Qin almost jumped up happily.

"Okay." Almost at the same time, Lin Qing spoke out loud and put down the pen in his hand.

The time is just right! The smile on Miss Qin's face didn't even have time to disappear.

"Sister Lin, it's amazing." Huo Qingyin hugged Lin Qingqian's arm and shook it.

When her eyes fell on the paper and peeked at the poem, her face suddenly showed an expression of indescribable expression.

She said why Lin Qingqian couldn't finish it on time? It turned out...

Thinking that someone would be slapped in the face later, Huo Qingyin was so excited that she almost gave the paper to the male guest to comment.

Before she could take action, the two maids went over and carefully took the paper away.

Time is too fast, and the female family didn't have time to read what she wrote.

The poem that the male guest sent him first was already surrounded and commented.

The most outstanding people at present are Xue Xiangrong, Fu Nianzhen, Miss Wang, and the second girl of the Huo family. Everyone is waiting for Lin Qingqian's poems.

After the maid took the paper over, everyone surrounded him.

Seeing this, Lin Qingqian thought to himself: This is the celebrity effect.

As soon as the paper was unfolded, there was a scream of exclamation, and someone looked at Lin Qingqian from a distance and shook his head.

Zhao Jingyun carefully spread the paper on the table, and several famous scholars in Pingyang City went to watch with him.

"Puchi." When Zhao Jingyun saw the cat squatting on the table and looking at everyone with contempt, and those familiar words, he couldn't help laughing.

The cat is still the same cat, and its eyes are still the only one in the world, but its movements have changed.

The smallest painting is, it is more eye-catching than the characters. Those great scholars are shaking their heads. Oh my God, how could Lin Qingqian draw such an inappropriate cat? The characters below the cat are even more arrogant: I just like the way you can't stand me and can't beat me.

Why are there so many words that are particularly attractive? That's because Lin Qingqian uses thin gold style in these words. The character in thin gold style is the most important. Most people imitate it and can only write the shape of the characters, which is difficult to write the character. However, Lin Qingqian did it, and it is unique throughout the article, and it is also difficult for everyone to pay attention to it.

"Rampant, he is simply arrogant." A great scholar got angry.

When Xue Xiangrong heard it, many girls showed smug smiles on their faces.

Yu Guiwan looked at Lin Qingqian worriedly, and Lin Qingqian smiled at her, without explaining anything.

Yu Guiwan could only wait patiently.

"If the character is not good, the poetry is even worse. I think, there is no need to comment on this one." Another great scholar was also angry.

As soon as this was said, the female relatives also started to talk in a low voice. After Mrs. Xue sneered at Lin Qingqian, she felt comfortable.

Zhao Jingyun ignored the great scholars. How interesting the paintings his wife painted and how well the handwriting was written! I will take them back to the house to frame them later.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns..." Zhao Jingyun read aloud.

Several great scholars glared at each other. When they heard Zhao Jingyun read, "You must be happy in life, don't let the golden cup empty against the moon. I am born with my talents, and I will be useful. I will come again after all my money is gone." There was no sound from the male guest.

The same is true for the female family members. Many people looked at Lin Qingqian in shock, with an incredible look in their eyes.

Yes, if they had not seen it with their own eyes, if they had not known that the competition was just a temporary intention, they would never believe that such a magnificent and domineering poem was written by a little girl.

"Prince, let me see."

"Yes, let's see." After Zhao Jingyun finished reading, many people from the male guest squeezed over.

Xue Xiangrong's mind was roaring. When Zhao Jingyun was halfway through reading, she knew that she had lost completely.

She could have predicted that when Pingyang City mentioned talented women again in the future, Lin Qingqian would definitely be mentioned first.

Even if Lin Qingqian is not good at playing chess, Lin Qingqian can establish a foothold in Pingyang City with these two poems. Not only that, it is estimated that no one will surpass Lin Qingqian in the next few years, or even in a few years.

Why Lin Qingqian? Why!

Mrs. Xue sat in the position without moving, her face turned white. If you look closely, you will see her lips trembling.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

"No, no, no, no one comes."

"This word is good."

When Lin Qingqian was in modern times, she practiced calligraphy since she was a child, and her calligraphy was written quite well. She used the font of Wang Xizhi, but there was no such thing in this era.

"The following words are well written." Although Maoer said those words were a little arrogant, they put aside prejudice and looked serious. Lin Qingqian created a new font school. A piece of paper uses two fonts, and each font can become a new genre when taken out separately. The great scholars no longer care about the cat who has become a spirit. They stared at Lin Qingqian with bright eyes, as if they were staring at a piece of fat meat.

"Prince, can you give me this calligraphy and painting? Let me take it back and enjoy it slowly."

"No, give it to me."

"Don't fight with me."

......

Several great scholars began to snatch them up.

"Mu Qing, put it away, take it back and frame it, and hang it in the main hall." Zhao Jingyun didn't care what others robbed it, so he took the calligraphy and paintings into his pocket.

There is no need to announce the result at all, without any dispute, Lin Qingqian became the final winner.

Fu Nianzhen's eyes were smiling, but her heart became even colder.

The better Lin Qingqian performed, the greater the threat to her.

She hesitated whether to ignore Xue Xiangrong, she would start first.

The great scholars watched Zhao Jingyun put away his calligraphy and paintings, and they almost beat their chests and stamped their feet. Everyone stared at Mu Qing pitifully, and no one dared to go forward to grab them.

Some people have made up their minds and find an opportunity in the future, and ask Lin Qingqian to write a few words to take them back and collect them.

Some people also regret Lin Qingqian. Why don’t Lin Qingqian’s poetry and paintings be so powerful?

"In a few days, I will leave Pingyang and go back to Jiangnan. Don't give me any gifts, just write a few calligraphy and paintings for me." Huo Qingyue said with a smile.

Huo Qingyin laughed out loud when she heard this. This was the first time she saw Huo Qingyue take the initiative to ask for gifts from others.

"I originally wanted to give me a few life-saving pills and detoxification pills. Since you want calligraphy and painting, it saves me the effort." Lin Qingqian also replied with a smile.

She admitted Huo Qingyue's best friend from the bottom of her heart.

"You need pills, calligraphy and paintings, good things come together." Huo Qingyue answered without blushing.

"Yes, good things come in pairs. I think so too. Actually, I plan to give you some more beauty creams and replace them with calligraphy and painting."

Huo Qingyue was stunned.

Hu and others all laughed in a panic.

"Cousin, you have learned bad things." Huo Qingyue said quietly after a while.

Finally, she and Lin Qingqian couldn't help laughing.

This place is lively, and Xue Xiangrong seems much silent.

"Miss Lin, this is the first prize." The maid from the Lei family sent a stack of silver notes to Lin Qingqian.

Lin Qingqian took it and raised his hand to shake it at the girl on Xue Xiangrong's side, "Thank you for your generous donation."

"You..." Miss Qin almost cried by her. How could there be someone like Lin Qingqian that won so much!

When the male guest saw it, he was speechless. Everyone thought of the cat that Lin Qingqian drew and the arrogant words.

Of course, everyone also felt very sympathetic to Xue Xiangrong and the little girls.

A moment later, the maid gave Lin Qingqian another dividend, "The prince's reward was given to the girl."

Everyone was stunned and then realized that the prince must have loved talents, so he rewarded Lin Qingqian with the dividend.

Lin Qingqian looked up and happened to Zhao Jingyun was also looking at her. The two people's eyes met in the air again.

"What about satisfaction?" Zhao Jingyun asked silently.

Lin Qingqian smiled sweetly, and everything was silent.

Xue Xiangrong had been observing Lin Qingqian and Zhao Jingyun, and found their small movements. Her hands clenched in her sleeves suddenly became fists.

Fu Nianzhen on the other side could no longer laugh.
Chapter completed!