Xu Jin's own sketching level is actually not high, but in recent days, he first painted portraits for the three sisters of the Fei family, and then painted a batch of portraits for his parents-in-law's family a few days ago, so he is very skilled with the pen now, and he finished painting after about an hour.

Wang Cuiqiao's beautiful and refined appearance jumped vividly on the rice paper, her left hand held the cheeks, the pair of talking-like eyes looked sideways, and the beauty of the small mouth was slightly flattened at that moment, which made people feel excited, and a long skirt was dragged on the side of the stool freehand, with a leisurely attitude.

At this time, Xu Jin was already surrounded by people, and the exclamations came one after another, while everyone looked at the portrait, they looked up at Wang Cuiqiao sitting opposite, and felt that the more they looked at it, the more beautiful it became.

Although Wang Cuiqiao has received special training, she is usually comfortable with the escort, but at this time she can't help but be a little restless, her pretty face is covered with red glow, at this time she has been sure that Xu Jin is painting herself, and she wants to walk over to see what the other party has painted herself, but she is embarrassed, a little worried that Xu Jin has painted herself as an ugly monster.

Xiao Yuxue next to her had a cold face, extremely dissatisfied in her heart, regardless of how Xu Jin painted, but Xu Jin chose to paint Wang Cuiqiao instead of her, a genuine Oiran, which naturally made her feel angry and aggrieved, and said angrily in her heart: "What a guy with eyes and no beads, what is the appearance and figure of this girl that is not better than the yellow-haired girl Cuiqiao?" ”

"I'm done drawing, let Ben Gongzi take a look at it first!" Tang Bohu couldn't help it, and walked over with the wine jug, but he was also very surprised at a glance, put down the wine jug and looked at it solemnly, and sighed and praised: "Although the craftsmanship is not mature, but this combination of light and dark stick figure drawing method is novel and magical, Xu Ziqian, who are you learning from?" ”

Tang Bohu is worthy of being an expert, he explained the characteristics of sketching at a glance, and he also saw that Xu Jin's painting skills were not high, but he won with novelty, plus he painted a very eye-catching beauty, which was naturally very eye-catching, and the actual level could only be regarded as average.

The drawing method of sketching was only introduced to China from the West in modern times, and it is still three or four hundred years away from now, so Xu Jin said firmly: "This kind of painting method was pondered in his spare time, which made Tang Gongzi smile." ”

This Tang Bohu, an old ticket passer, likes to call himself his son, so Xu Jin casually called him his son.

Tang Bohu's eyes flashed with surprise and said: "It turned out to be self-created, amazing, does this painting method have a name?" ”

"Let's call it a sketch!" Xu Jin looked calm and authentic.

Tang Bohu nodded and said: "Simple and realistic, the word sketch is appropriate, this painting method has its own school, and it will definitely create a genre in time." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, although Tang Bohu is crazy and stupid now, but his attainments and achievements in painting are obvious to all, even he said so, who would doubt it?

Ning Wang Shizi glared at Tang Bohu dissatisfied, although he himself was shocked by Xu Jin's "beautiful picture", but when he heard that Tang Bohu praised Xu Jin's paintings so much, he was naturally extremely unhappy.

On the other hand, Jiang Fangjie's ink painting "Little Chicken Pecking Rice" was only half completed, and seeing that Xu Jin had finished painting so quickly, it attracted so many people to watch and marvel, and finally couldn't help but come up and take a look, and suddenly the whole person was not good, and he was so shocked that he no longer had the desire to paint.

Zhu Qingshan on the opposite side is very determined, he is still immersed in painting, he has been immersed in painting for 20 years, and his skills are indeed extraordinary, at least this concentration is not comparable to Jiang Fangjie.

Zhu Qingshan painted is the vine king pavilion, only to see the outline of the pavilion has come out, standing majestically, the river next to the building is surging, the water vapor is filled, and the majestic momentum is coming.

After reading the sketch portrait painted by Xu Jin, Ning Wang Shizi walked quickly to Zhu Qingshan's case and took a look, and immediately relieved himself, although he also felt that Xu Jin's beautiful picture was more pleasing to the eye, but Zhu Qingshan's ink painting was also quite high, and it was completely possible to make the judge's ass sit crookedly and judge Zhu Qingshan to win.

However, people are not as good as heaven, and a dramatic scene happened......

Zhu Qingshan was still engrossed in painting, but when he looked up and wrote ink, he suddenly found that His Royal Highness the Prince was standing in front of the desk, Uncle Zhu was probably a little nervous, and the brush shook and slipped from his hand, and the result was on the vine pavilion in the painting......

Zhu Qingshan hurriedly lifted the pen, but the majestic Tengwang Pavilion was painted black, as if it had been cut in half.

Zhu Qingshan was stunned, the whole person was stupid, Ning Wang Shizi's chest rose and fell sharply, his face turned from white to red, and finally he couldn't help but scold: "Idiot! ”

Zhu Qingshan was so frightened that his hand shook, and the brush fell again, and now the entire painting was destroyed, and the two large pieces of ink were extremely ugly, like a pot of fragrant rice, and suddenly there were two more pieces of shit.

Everyone in Nanchang Mansion was dumbfounded, but the candidates in Guangxin Mansion couldn't help laughing.

A layer of fine sweat broke out on Zhu Qingshan's forehead, and he said deliciously: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is angry, and he can still remedy it below!" ”

King Ning wanted to scold again, but Liu Yangzheng, who came over, stopped him with his eyes and swallowed back the cursed words.

It is said that Zhu Qingshan's painting skills are really excellent, and he soon drew the ink on the tower body into a cloud of mist, and the other ink was repainted as a lonely goose.

It's just that...... The cloud could barely fool it through, but the lonely goose was too abrupt, and it was so large that it was grossly disproportionate to the composition of the whole painting, and it looked nondescript.

Zhu Qingshan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he had done his best to change it like this.

After nearly an hour, Zhu Qingshan finally finished the whole ink painting.

Xu Jin glanced at it and had to admit that Zhu Qingshan's danqing attainments were indeed not comparable to himself, the brushwork was sophisticated and mature, the composition and layout of the whole picture, and the shade of ink could be seen to be a master, but it was a pity that the seriously disproportionate lone goose destroyed the whole painting.

Zhu Qingshan put down his pen, dried the ink of the painting, and arched his hand to the judges who had been waiting impatiently: "The student has finished painting!" ”

As a result, some people put the two works of Xu Jin and Zhu Qingshan on the five judges, and Jiang Fangjie's "Chicken Peck Rice Picture" was not finished at all.

"Ah, this ...... Is this me? ”

When Wang Cuiqiao saw herself on the rice paper, she was so shocked that she covered her small mouth, her face was incredulous, and she looked up at the little scholar opposite a little shyly, she was worried that Xu Jin had painted her ugly, but she didn't expect to paint it so beautifully, and the delicate appearance of the slightly flat mouth even made her heart flutter.

Xiao Yuxue next to her was also very shocked, Xu Jin's painting method was too novel, and it was very three-dimensional, as if a real person was printed.

Xiao Yuxue's eyes flashed with deep jealousy and loss, as soon as Xu Jin's portrait came out, I am afraid that I don't have to wait a few more years, my fame will be overshadowed by Wang Cuiqiao's dead girl, without the title of Oiran, she is just a plaything to be picked up, the best result is to save enough money to redeem herself, and then find an honest person to marry, or marry a rich businessman or a small official as a concubine.

At this time, the results of the evaluation of the two paintings came out, and only Ke Zheng and Liu Zhong, the superintendent of the imperial history, voted for Zhu Qingshan.

Originally, Xu Kui wanted to vote for Zhu Qingshan, because Xu Jin pursued novelty in everything, and now he even developed a new way of painting, so he wanted to sharpen Xu Jin's sharpness, but Zhu Qingshan's painting was really a bit uncompromising, and the big clouds and the seriously disproportionate lonely goose seriously lowered the level of the whole painting.

As a result, Xu Jin won the victory by one vote, and the entire Tengwang Pavilion resounded with the cheers of all the candidates in Guangxin Mansion, on the contrary, the candidates on this side of Nanchang Mansion were dejected.

"Xu Gongzi, can you give that painting to the little girl?"

Xu Jin was talking to a group of classmates, but when he saw Wang Cuiqiao coming over, he raised his face slightly and asked, "I like the portrait made by Xu Gongzi Cui Qiao very much, can you give it to Cui Qiao?" ”

At this time, it was close at hand, Wang Cuiqiao's pretty face was even more dazzling, Xu Jin nodded and said: "I painted the portrait of Miss Cuiqiao without consent, Xu is really sorry, since Miss Cuiqiao likes it, take it." ”

"Thank you, Young Master Xu Jin!" Wang Cui's eyes fluttered, and he retreated happily.

Seeing this, the classmates immediately teased Xu Jinlai with ambiguous eyes.

Ning Wang Shizi's face was not in a good mood, but he still reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and comforted the candidates in Nanchang Mansion a few words, and then led his subordinates downstairs and left.

Xu Kui "educated" the candidates for a while as a great grandmaster, and then left with Liu Zhong, the imperial historian. As for Tang Bohu, the old ticket ticket rider had already chased after Xiao and the family's buttocks.

The candidates of Guangxin Mansion hugged Xu Jin like the stars and the moon, and walked out of the Tengwang Pavilion.

Fei Maoxian saw that Erniu and Xie Erjian were still carrying their luggage, and hurriedly asked, "Ziqian, haven't you found an inn to settle down in?" ”

Xu Jin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "As soon as I landed on the shore, I was caught by you to participate in the cultural meeting, and I haven't had time to find an inn!" ”

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Wang Dacan said with a smile: "Fortunately, the head of the Xu case was arrested today, otherwise this scene would be more dangerous!" ”

"Ziqian, it is estimated that there is still a vacant room in the Gaosheng Inn where we live, Dabao, you hurry up and take Erniu back to the city to have a look, if there is a room, book it immediately!" Fei Maoxian commanded.

"Okay, Brother Erniu come with me!" Dabao cleverly took Erniu to take the lead in running towards the city gate.

Jiang Yun said loudly: "Today, our Guangxin Mansion defeated Nanchang Mansion, shouldn't we celebrate?" ”

"That's right, when the floats a big white!"

Jiang Yun's proposal was responded to by a group of scholars, so nearly 100 people marched to the city gate.

It is worth mentioning here that the Tengwang Pavilion is not in Nanchang City.