Zhao Wushuang and several noble ladies heard Lin Qingqian lower their voices and talk to themselves, "Cook tea and chisel the wall spring? Or does peach burn the Jinjiang River? Cannon Zhenhai City Tower? Dingshen Village Temple Bell?"

After many years of absolutes, she actually wrote four lower lines in a row. Although there is a slight lack of level and tone, there is no problem in terms of artistic conception or the requirements of the five elements. In other words, these four sentences can be used as lower lines.

The many years of problems have come to Lin Qingqian, and there seems to be no problem.

Zhao Wushuang couldn't help but sneer in his heart. The reason why the emperor criticized the marriage of Prince Jingyue was that he wanted Zhao Jingyun to find a fool with a bright face. Lin Qingqian's mother's family was a small family and could not provide foreign aid to Zhao Jingyun. But in fact, with Zhao Jingyun's character, how could he need external assistance?

King Jingyue is indeed not the one who suffers a loss...

"It's wonderful." A noble girl applauded.

"It's all good sentences, no matter which one is used, it's good."

......

A few noble girls started to discuss each word and I said, and the discussion was very hot.

Lin Qingqian was in the limelight tonight, and many people were secretly staring at him. The cheers of several noble girls not only aroused their curiosity, but also Zhao Jingyun was also very curious.

Although he was in the first place, he was not satisfied with this couple, and he didn't know what his wife was right.

Lin Qingqian didn't want to pay attention to others, but she would not refuse Zhao Jingyun and Lin Jingxing cruelly. She picked up the pen on the table and wrote it casually.

Soon, other noble girls also surrounded them.

It was difficult for the male guests to surround him, so they could only watch from a distance, and Ji Feishi even blinked.

Lin Qingqian gave Wen Xin the four couplets he wrote to Zhao Jingyun.

The male guest didn't care about his rank and status, and all surrounded him.

"It's amazing!"

"Prince, can you..." Someone saw that the couplets are not only good, but also have better characters, so he wanted to ask for one. The most annoying thing is that the four couplets have different fonts. Logically speaking, if a person wants to become a great man, it is not advisable to practice too much.

But why does Lin Qingqian have so many fonts? And each font can be used as a single font?

If Lin Qingqian knew their questions, she would definitely roll her eyes and tell them. If they had never been able to hold pens since childhood, they would have been forced by a group of monster old men and old ladies to practice calligraphy.

In modern times, her grandfather and grandmother are all the big ones. She is still a little interested in practicing calligraphy and poetry. When she prescribes medicine, she can use it with a brush. Back then, she was very vain and thought that traditional Chinese medicine should use the method of her ancestors to prescribe medicine lists. As her characters get better and better, she received more and more praises. As she was young, she never returned to the road of vanity. Later, when she grew up, she wanted to keep a low profile, but writing became a habit. After practicing the characters for decades, she was forced to copy so many of the characters from everyone. She was just a pig and could write decent words.

What's more, perhaps because of her genetic genes, she has talent in calligraphy and painting. If it weren't for her preference for medical skills, she might have become a calligrapher and painter. Not to mention anything else, at least she would have been fooled by starting a class and selling a few words, she would be able to have food and clothing without worries.

Of course, she endured hardship, who knows?

The few people in Fengxinglou were crying. For the first time, they knew that King Jingyue was so stingy.

As soon as they had someone copy a few couplets, King Jingyue asked someone to take them away. King Jingyue didn't want to leave a copy of the couplet for Yanlou at all.

How come there are such stingy people in the world?

I watched the excitement and the limelight came out.

Zhao Jingyun expressed satisfaction, and the smile on his face never disappeared. Others can make him happy by praising his wife than praising him.

The third prince praised him very carefully, "Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang are really good friends made in heaven and earth. Uncle Wang's calligraphy has long been famous all over the world, and countless people in the world are proud of getting Uncle Wang's calligraphy. After tonight, I am afraid that Aunt Wang's calligraphy will be even harder to find. No matter which font is taken out alone, you can set up a school. That is, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang are low-key and unwilling to show off. Otherwise, Aunt Wang would have become a master praised by literati and poets long ago."

The good flattery is not because he praises Lin Qingqian's good calligraphy, but because the third prince thinks that the couple is a couple, and Zhao Jingyun is very satisfied.

The third prince peeked at him and found that Zhao Jingyun looked very happy. He quickly climbed up with a thick face, "Uncle Wang, you will go back to the capital after the first month of the year. I don't know when it will be when I will enter the capital again. I will ask Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang for a few calligraphy and paintings, is it done?"

"How many?" Zhao Jingyun's voice fell, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"One, one is good. If Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang wrote an inscription together, I would definitely treasure it and pass it on as a family heirloom from generation to generation." The third prince happily blew out the rainbow fart.

Everyone stared at the third prince fiercely, Humph, King Jingyue and Princess, no matter which one of them took out the Mobao, who would not regard it as a family heirloom?

As Zhao Jingyun's identity, I don't know how many people have flattered him. The third prince's rainbow farts didn't work at all for him. However, he was in a good mood today and satisfied this kid.

"Well, I will give you a few words." Zhao Jingyun was very reserved.

He didn't say that Lin Qingqian also wrote the inscription. The third prince felt a little disappointed, but it was already a surprise to get Zhao Jingyun's calligraphy.

The third prince was overjoyed and immediately ordered someone to get a banner.

"Pick a longer banner." What surprised the third prince was that Lin Qingqian actually spoke as well.

The third prince almost fainted from happiness.

Zhao Wushuang stopped doing it, and she looked at Lin Qingqian sadly.

Lin Qingqian couldn't stand her eyes and comforted her with a smile, "Forget it, I'll write a few words to the princess by the way."

He actually got two calligraphy and paintings in one night, and Zhao Wushuang almost fainted.

There is no shortage of brush, ink, paper and inkstone in the building, and the best Chengyang paper is delivered to the building. Zhao Jingyun asked Lin Qingqian to start writing first.

Lin Qingqian thought about it, and she picked up her pen and drew a bunch of bamboos, which were faintly hidden on the green mountains. The bamboo swayed, and the bamboo joints were clear, but it was so tough in the wind and rain. After painting, she wrote two more words "Bamboo and Stone". In fact, there are many ancient poems about bamboo. This poem is not Lin Qingqian's favorite, but this poem is in line with the situation.

The main reason is that the third prince is there. She wrote that others did not care about their identities and rushed over to watch the fun.

Lin Qingqian was protected by Zhao Jingyun, Lin Jingxing, Zhao Wushuang and others, and no one could get close to her.

She wrote while others read. Undoubtedly, another good poem appeared.

After the poem was finished, there was still a blank space on the lower left. Obviously, this place was left for Zhao Jingyun to inscription.

Zhao Jingyun even made great sentences, which made everyone nodded repeatedly.

The third prince opened his arms to protect him, fearing that others would steal the calligraphy and paintings. Everyone sighed that the calligraphy and paintings made by the King of Jingyue and his wife were worth a thousand gold. What's more, this calligraphy and painting also included two poems from the couple, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were worth nothing.

"It's my turn." Zhao Wushuang became anxious.

Ji Feishi was pulling the third prince's arm over there, begging, "Cousin, just give me this painting. You can choose three of my collections."

The third prince was crying but not crying. He knew very well what Ji Fei was doing, but he was determined not to let his calligraphy and paintings go out. "Cousin, you can choose three calligraphy and paintings in my hand, and this one can't be given to you. This is a gift from Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, and a gift from the elders. I gave it to others. Isn't this slap me in the face?"

He was so righteous that everyone really wanted to vomit him.

The people present seemed to know who didn't know who.

Lin Qingqian chose the orchid for Zhao Wushuang. Compared with the bamboo of the third prince, this orchid has only a few strokes. In the poem, she chose "Ode to the Orchid": "The graceful flowers are beautiful and green, and the leaves are long, and the wind cannot hide the fragrance in the valley. It is not enough to be a pendant because of the sewing, even if there is no one, it will be fragrant."

After writing, she smiled and handed it to Zhao Jingyun. Zhao Jingyun and she chose the same poem title, but the verses she wrote were different. The two poems were listed on the right, while the left was blooming orchids, and everyone's envious eyes turned red.

Zhao Wushuang didn't bother to greet Lin Qingqian and stared at the calligraphy and paintings. She became more and more loving. She was the biggest beneficiary today. Not only did she get two calligraphy and paintings, but she also won a lot of bets because she supported Lin Qingqian. It was so enviable and jealous.

"So tired." Just as the prince and several other princes were about to ask for a painting, Lin Qingqian yawned a small yawn.

Zhao Jingyun's attention immediately fell on Lin Qingqian, "Let's go back home."

Lin Qingqian nodded, unable to hide the fatigue on her face.

Only then did everyone remember that Lin Qingqian was actually a pregnant woman and could not work.

Those who want to speak dare not speak at this time. Of course, everyone knows it. They know very well that even if they speak at this time, they will most likely be rejected and even annoyed Zhao Jingyun.

Wang Ge Lao and others watched the couple take away all the calligraphy and paintings, and almost cried with pain.

However, when they saw two calligraphy and paintings on the table waiting to be dried, they immediately had a new idea.

"You can't borrow it." Zhao Wushuang shook his head, "There's no way. This is a gift from the princess and King Jingyue. If I lend it to you, what will I become?"

The excuse of the third prince, who was at this time with Zhao Wushuang, and he kept nodding and echoing, "Yes, how can the gifts given by others be borrowed?"

If there is a loan but no return, who will he cry? Therefore, you must kill the accident in the bud before starting.

Ling Xiaoye turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window. He was counting the silver. In his eyes, nothing was comparable to silver. It was a pity that he should be as cruel as Zhao Jingyun and just set up a big one.

Ji Fei cried ten times and rushed over and hugged the third prince's thighs. "If my cousin doesn't give me the calligraphy and paintings, I will kneel down and die in front of Aunt De in front of Concubine De."

The third prince was so angry that his hair almost stood up.

Everyone knew that Ji Fei Shi was so virtuous, but Ji Fei Shi was so silly in public, which completely subverted their perception.
Chapter completed!