Chapter 99: The Fifth Assessment
The long scroll was gently unrolled.
The four attendants held the four corners of the scroll and displayed it in front of the saint as if they were holding rare treasures.
On the screen, there are undulating peaks and ridges, vast rivers and misty waves, various weather conditions, and magnificence.
There are high cliffs and waterfalls in the mountains, winding paths leading to secluded areas, and fishing villages, fishing boats, wild markets, bridges and other scenery are also arranged between the mountains and rivers.
Green willows, red flowers, long pines and bamboos, the scenery is beautiful.
The mountains in the picture are ups and downs, twisting and closing, loose and dense, which is quite harmonious.
“Great! The painting is wonderful!”
“The technique is refined, the brushwork is meticulous, and the colors are gorgeous! It shows the majesty of the mountains and rivers!”
“I haven’t seen you for a few years. Wu Jingsheng’s painting skills are even better!”
"After going on a trip, the details in the painting have been handled very well! The exaggeration of the past has been removed!"
The saints and all the ministers applauded one after another.
Concubine Tong, who had been resting in the Zen courtyard, heard the movement in front and rushed over.
When she saw Wu Jingsheng’s map of mountains and rivers, Concubine Tong couldn’t help but marvel.
“Ingenious workmanship, as if it were coming to life!”
Wu Jingsheng lowered his eyes, his face was calm, only the flush at the end of his eyes showed his master's joy.
Obviously, he was extremely satisfied with his paintings.
Pang Jude lowered his head in despair.
Although he was well aware of the gap between himself and Wu Jingsheng, facing the disparity in strength so straightforwardly made him feel uncomfortable after all.
“Brother Pang, it’s okay, you are not at the bottom.”
The classmates comforted softly.
"Yes, we are honored even though we lost. There is no shame in losing to Wu Jingsheng."
Pang Jude painted a student studying hard in front of the window, with a few falling on the branches outside the window. magpie.
His painting is a bit tricky. Firstly, it shows his desire to study hard, and secondly, he hopes that the magpie will bring good luck.
“The painting skills are neat and satisfactory.”
Everyone prepared comments.
Guozijian Jijiu looked around and was about to declare the winner when he was interrupted by Wen Yu.
"Please have a taste, my lords."
The girl's cold voice was like a spring flowing in the mountains, cooling down the lively atmosphere several degrees.
“Don’t be anxious when offering wine at the Imperial Academy. Let’s take a look at Wen Yu’s paintings first.”
Gu Nanxi waved her hand and signaled the servants to bring up the scroll.
"It's unnecessary. The victory or defeat has been decided, why let the little ladies humiliate themselves?"
"'These little ladies, all of them have higher aspirations than the sky, and regard their own courtyards as their own. It’s the vast blue sky. Do you really think that the flattery in the boudoir is the talented woman in the world?”
There are those ladies who can’t bear to see the excitement.
A well-behaved little girl not only shows up in public, but also gets pointed at by these wicked ghosts.
The aunt glanced at the gossips around her: "My little girl, after all, you can write and do math. How many things do you know? Why are you talking about her? If it were you in this situation, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to hold a pen. . ”
“Without that diamond, I wouldn’t do this porcelain job. If I don’t know how to do it, I won’t try to pull this off.”
“It’s so embarrassing. Doesn’t this affect the brothers in the family?”
Concubine Tong’s eyes are between Gu Nan and Wen Yu. After walking around for a few times, she and the others were not moved by these harsh words, and felt relieved.
The young emperor cast a questioning look at Gu Nanxi, is this okay? Sister?
Can it be done? We have already reached this point. Can we still retreat?
Gu Nanxi nodded solemnly to the Holy Emperor. The young emperor hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to save some face for his sister.
He did not open it in public like Wu Jingsheng's painting, but ordered the scroll to be presented directly to the emperor, and he was the first person to appreciate the painting.
Under the gaze of everyone, the young emperor paused his hand and his eyesight froze for a moment. Then, blood spread from his ears to his entire handsome face.
Beside him, Concubine Tong pressed the Emperor's arm, but received no response, so she looked over to see what kind of painting it was that made the saint so fascinated.
The two of them leaned against each other, their breaths intertwined, their eyes glanced at the painting from time to time, and then looked at each other.
The deep affection is so thick that it can almost be stringy.
This scene made everyone dumbfounded.
Return to your senses! emperor!
There was a staid old scholar who was sitting uneasily, blowing his beard and staring, wanting to reprimand him, but considering Taishi Tong sitting next to him, he could only endure the sulking.
“Concubine Tong really dotes on the harem and has a deep love for the Holy Emperor.”
“Every painting is so affectionate when I appreciate it.”
“But let’s get down to business first. It’s done!”
There was an anxious onlooker who was anxious to go home to feed the pigs and sheep. He rolled his eyes and took out a small bronze mirror from his arms, shining it in the sunlight.
The swaying light spot instantly attracted the attention of the imperial guards.
Crash!
The sound of the clash of armors broke the sticky atmosphere between the Lord and Concubine Tong.
"What happened?" The young emperor blushed, looking at Gu Nanxi with eyes full of shame and reproach.
Concubine Tong looked at Gu Nanxi with a gorgeous hibiscus face, tender and angry, seemingly angry but not angry, with a hint of pride mixed in.
Gu Nanxi was confused, what was going on between them?
"Your Majesty, please announce the final result." Seeing the emperor finally come to his senses after the Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine, he said hurriedly.
The students and parents of Taixue Academy stood up and prepared to cheer for Wu Jingsheng.
"Go to Fuquan Tea House to reserve a table. Today, we will celebrate Wu Jingsheng."
"And the Song Family Restaurant and Piaoxiang Restaurant, all are reserved. . After the incident, we will not return until we are drunk.”
There was a senior officer who brought his subordinates to build momentum for the Imperial College. Facing the situation of a complete victory, an old face smiled from ear to ear.
Although his incompetent son was not on the field, Taixue was ahead of Songshan Academy in terms of power, and all Taixue students were lucky enough to share the same honor.
"Hey, Baichuan Academy is really clueless. There is a big Buddha like Mr. Cui squatting, but he just took a calligraphy and painting test."
"Died before leaving school, Chang make hero Full of tears. Baichuan Academy is in danger.”
The mysterious man in the crowd waved his fan proudly. Gu Nanxi was as cunning as a fox, letting out a lot of true and false news. , wanting to confuse everyone.
However, strength is the key that ultimately determines victory or defeat.
They, Baichuan Academy, are just a bunch of crooked melons and cracked jujubes. Even the best horses can't compare to the horses eliminated by others.
How to win?
Gu Nanxi was defeated in this battle!
Just when everyone thought the overall situation was decided, a look of struggle appeared on the young emperor's face.
After hesitating for a long time, everyone had a ridiculous guess.
The young emperor and Concubine Tong looked at each other, and then he said firmly: "The winner is Baichuan Academy Wenyu!"
Huh? !
Pang Jude raised his head in disbelief, rubbed his ears, and looked at his classmates blankly.
Wu Jingsheng, who was packing up pens, ink, paper and inkstones, accidentally dropped his pen on the ground. The expensive ink pen was instantly covered with dust.
"How is it possible?! Did the saint say something wrong?!"
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(End of this chapter)