Zhao Ji asked quietly: "Brother Huang, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Zhao Ji and Zhao Zong, the king of Jin, are brothers of the same mother, and their relationship is different; King Jin said that he was bullied, how could Zhao Ji sit still in this hall?

It must be known that Zhao Ji is an emperor with great feelings, otherwise Gao Yu, who accompanied him to kick the bow, Yang Jian, Liang Shicheng, and Cai Jing, who served him in front of him, none of these close ministers were impeached, but they were all extremely human ministers.

The close ministers are like this, as the younger brother of the emperor, Zhao Ji is very indulgent.

Zhao Zongdao, King of Jin: "Brother Huang, the selection of talents in the art examination is an iron law set by the ancestors, the ancestor Emperor Ren once said that the candidates for the art examination do not ask about their background, do not ask about the poor, but if they have a skill, they can seek official titles and salaries." This sentence is still in my ears, why do some people threaten with etiquette today, isn't this a disregard for etiquette and disrespect? ”

When his voice fell, he sat down and said no more.

The officials who played the impeachment were led by Wang Tao, Wang Zhichen and others, and when they heard the words of King Jin, they were all silent; King Jin's reason is easy to refute, Emperor Ren only said that he didn't ask about his background, he didn't ask about poverty, but he didn't say that one person could apply for four exams, and King Jin's reason was really far-fetched.

The biggest problem is still in the King of Jin himself, the King of Jin spoke to defend Shen Ao, what does this mean? It means that if they are entangled in this matter again, they will offend the close prince of this clan, the king of Jin loves to mess around, if he really wants to make trouble, who can stop it?

When he was in a dilemma, Shen Ao coughed, looked at Yang Jian, smiled slightly at Yang Jian, and then said to Zhao Ji: "Your Majesty, can you let the students defend themselves." ”

Zhao Ji has always maintained an impartial neutrality, but in his heart, he was quite unhappy with these courtiers who suddenly made trouble, and when he saw Shen Ao speak, he couldn't help but think of his friendship with Shen Ao when he disguised himself as the prince, and smiled slightly: "Aiqing, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Shen Ao coughed and said very embarrassedly: "The student is very lazy, participating in the art examination, or Yang Jian's father-in-law Yang reminded the students for the student's future, it is the matter of applying for the exam, and it is also Yang Gonggong who does the work for the student, my words are over." He bit his lip with bated breath, glanced at Wang Tao and Wang Zhichen, and smiled lightly.

Yang Jian smiled helplessly at Shen Ao, this Shen Ao is really cunning, just this sentence is enough to embarrass Wang Tao and others; Hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Shen Gongsheng is rich in five cars, and the slave thought in his heart, wouldn't it be a pity if such a talented man could not be used by His Majesty, so he helped him register for the slave, but he never thought that the four consecutive exams actually involved etiquette, and the slave was terrified, so please punish Your Majesty." ”

Everyone in the hall took a deep breath, and many people looked at Wang Tao, Wang Zhichen and others sympathetically, these two people were unlucky, not only offended the clan this time, but also offended the powerful minister for a while.

They said that Shen Ao violated the etiquette system for taking the exam four times in a row, didn't they just say that Yang Gonggong didn't understand etiquette? The name was reported by Yang Jian, if this account is calculated, then Wang Tao impeached not Shen Ao, but Yang Jian.

Who is Yang Jian? The famous prime minister, the emperor's favorite minister, since Liang Shicheng lost power, Yang Jian has deep his hands into the scope of Liang Shicheng's responsibilities, not only the influence in the palace is great, but also in the court has begun to consolidate his position, so the power of the eunuch, not to say that it is Wang Tao, even the Taishi Cai Jing, in front of him also have to be obedient.

This impeachment has been dumb since the beginning of King Jin, and when even Yang Jian also stood up, it was considered a complete miscarriage; On one side is the clan, on the other side is the inner court, although these two forces rarely ask about the government, but they are huge forces that should not be underestimated, Wang Tao and Wang Zhichen are stupid, and they also know the truth of accepting when they see it, Wang Tao has quietly retreated to the class, not daring to say a word, as for Wang Zhichen, he hurriedly asked Zhao Ji for guilt.

A smile flashed on Zhao Ji's lips, he glanced at Shen Ao deeply, and said impatiently: "Don't ask for guilt, go down!" Today, I am presiding over the palace examination, to choose the ability to use, whether Shen Ao should deprive the tribute students depends on his own ability. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was only one look, and immediately an attendant brought up seven or eight painting cases, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were also ready, Zhao Ji said: "Okay, I'm here to solve the question, are you ready?" ”

Seven or eight tribute students said in unison: "The ministers are listening. ”

Zhao Ji sighed: "How much do you know about the blooming flowers in spring, only in this season, I am in the flower garden, but I see the plum blossoms withering, so Zhu Qing will take plum blossoms as the theme and start painting!" ”

Painting plums? This topic is not difficult, and there are already a few tribute students who are eager to try it. Nowadays, the emperor is good at painting flowers and birds, so most of the painters in the market are also painting flowers and birds as a fashion, usually these tributes practice painting skills, and the plum blossoms painted are countless, so they roll up their sleeves one by one, press the paper roll with a firm face, and start painting with a pen.

Zhao Ji is also a master of painting, just look at the posture of these tribute students to lift the pen layout, I can't help but nod secretly, this year's painting academy tribute students are all good strength, just look at this layout to lift the pen, there is a momentum. Especially Zhao Boqiang, when he put pen to paper, he has more bearing, wide open, and quite a family heirloom.

Zhao Ji's eyes turned, his eyes fell on Shen Ao's body, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned, although Shen Ao had already lifted the pen, but he had announced that he had been painting for a short time, and this time he was only hovering in mid-air, with a posture of not falling; It is necessary to know that there is also a time limit for the palace examination, if anyone finishes painting first, it will often give people a better impression, so that it will directly affect the results.

Zhao Ji looked at Shen Gongsheng, who was not sick, but he was a little anxious for him, and coughed: "Shen Gongsheng, time is running out." ”

Shen Ao raised his eyes, bowed his head slightly at Zhao Ji, and said, "Your Majesty, Weichen's painting is about a feeling, and only with a feeling can you make a good painting." ”

Feel? Zhao Ji couldn't help laughing in his heart, as a master of the painting school, he didn't understand what Shen Ao said. It's just that painting Mei also needs to feel? Among the painters present, there are not a hundred plum blossoms painted in a lifetime, but there are dozens, if some of the broader scenery needs to feel it, just follow the rules to draw a plum blossom picture, what do you want to feel?

Zhao Ji was silent, and couldn't help but think: If he can't find a feeling in the palace examination this time, could it be that he won't hand in the paper in the palace examination? I have to watch him carefully, but I can't let him make a fool of himself in the palace exam.

Shen Ao of the Jin Dynasty blinked quickly, he took a nap, he was already in good spirits, seeing Shen Ao's proud style, it was quite similar to himself, he was happy in his heart, he didn't understand the matter of painting, it was a lively thing to see, if everyone hung their heads to paint, it would be boring and tight.

Shen Ao held his breath and stared, the pen he lifted did not fall, and time passed little by little, and many people were already worried about him, or their hearts were secretly refreshed. It was Zhao Boqiao, his eyebrows also condensed, if Shen Ao handed over the blank roll by then, he would be considered a victory, so he couldn't help but be a little angry, and deliberately glared at Shen Ao a few times, but he had to put away his mind and bury himself in painting.

Many of the plum blossoms of Gongsheng have been painted halfway, among the flowers and birds, the plum blossom is the best painting, without it, practice makes perfect.

Seeing that Shen Ao had not yet put pen to paper, even Yang Jian wiped a handful of sweat for Shen Ao, and said to Shen Ao silently in his heart: Little ancestor, what are you still delaying, no matter how he feels, hurry up and draw a few plum blossoms.

Shen Ao bit his lip as if he was in a state of mind, and didn't say a word, and after a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at him, and smiled at Zhao Boqiao, and his eyes also fell on Zhao Boqiao's table. Zhao Boqiao's desk is not far from Shen Ao, so when you look down, you can see the whole picture of his paintings.

Zhao Boqiao painted a plum forest, the sky snowflakes fall, countless plum blossoms in the plum forest compete to bloom, birds hovering, the layout of the whole painting, it seems very open, the sense of layout is very strong.

Shen Ao couldn't help but laugh in his heart, Zhao Boqiao's plum lin, but it is quite similar to his painting style, wide open, if you just paint a few plum blossoms to embellish, it will not live up to his painting style, and a piece of plum forest is lushly rendered, plum blossoms are delicately embellished among them, plum branches are looming, and the sky is white and snowy, and it is extremely desolate.

"What a clump of plum ......" Shen Ao couldn't help but admire in his heart, others painted plums, most of them are delicate and chic, but this old man is the opposite, drastic, the Merlin shown is not too coquettish, desolate and open, people look at it at a glance, and feel sorry for the Merlin in the painting, as if the next moment when the wind and snow gradually stop, the beautiful flowers in the plum forest will wither one after another.

At this moment, Zhao Boqiao raised his eyes, and when he saw Shen Ao looking at his painting, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and he looked at Shen Ao provocatively, and then continued to bury his head in painting.

Shen Ao took a breath, Zhao Boqiao's painting method is very exquisite, and he is also very familiar, and more importantly, his painting style has a strong inimitable surname, this style of painting Mei, I am afraid that the world will not find a second one. If you want to surpass him, then you have to go to the other extreme, otherwise you can go to the middle distance, no matter how good the painting is, it will give people the feeling that there is no novelty.

So...... Let's take a look at what is really extreme! Shen Ao said to the people in the palace in his heart!

Suddenly, he grabbed the inkstone on the table and hung it in the air...... This move is self-remarkable, and if you don't paint, what do you do with the inkstone? Do you have to use an inkstone to paint? An elusive sneer flashed over Wang Tao and Wang Zhichen's faces, if Shen Ao hadn't finished the painting after everyone had handed in the papers, there would be fun to see.

When everyone was looking at Shen Ao, Shen Ao suddenly let go, and with a snap, the inkstone in his hand fell, and then fell on the rice paper, and then flicked off the bookcase and shattered...... Lose your marbles...... Lose your marbles...... Is he here to paint, or is he here to make trouble, the residence of the Son of Heaven, in the martial arts hall, how can he be allowed to mess around like this? Many people were already secretly angry, and they were very angry at Shen Ao's actions.

On the contrary, Zhou Zheng seemed the most calm, he knew Shen Ao too well, these times to get along, he believed that Shen Ao would never be like this without a certain degree of certainty, then the only possibility was that Shen Ao had another way.

King Jin couldn't help but giggle and cocked his thumb towards Shen Ao! This Shen Ao, whose surname is very similar to this prince, has not tasted the taste of throwing an inkstone in the martial arts hall.

The ink splashed everywhere, and the whole rice paper, I don't know how much ink was stained, and the ink splashed on the paper, gradually spreading in an irregular shape.

Zhao Ji frowned, a little unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't help but be anxious for Shen Ao, so he said quietly: "Come, change a piece of drawing paper for Shen Gongsheng." ”

The chamberlain was about to get new paper, but Shen Ao smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, there's no need, the students will use this rice paper to paint." He picked up the pen for a long time, and looked calm and relaxed, first looking left and right, and finally found the place where he put the pen.

Then the brush fell, but it was along a cloud of ink on the outside of a light trace, the ink stains on the rice paper suddenly turned into a budding plum blossom, Shen Ao's brush continued to fall, a line along several ink spots in a row, close to the people took a breath, they understood, this is painting the trunk of the plum tree, throughout the ages, this way of painting is breathtaking, first splash ink, splash ink stains on the white paper, and then step by step with skillful hands to decorate the ink stains into torso, flowers, birds...... What is this modusion? Amazing! Weird!

Those who are far away also stretch their necks to look at it, and paint with a piece of paper full of dirt, such a thing is really unheard of, this Shen Ao, and I don't know what to go crazy about.

Shen Ao seems to have entered the realm of selflessness, the brush in his hand rises and falls, light or heavy, people and pens, as if they are one, can no longer be separated, the tip of the pen falls, the temperament of the whole person changes suddenly, extremely solemn and solemn, the muscles of the body become a mountain, extremely majestic. The tip of the pen was raised, the expression on his face gradually soothed, the corners of his mouth smiled, and the muscles of his whole body suddenly relaxed, as if even his bones were about to spread out. His eyes are always in good spirits, never leaving the drawing paper, and his aggressive eyes are like a cone into the bag.