At this time, the cultural gathering became extremely quiet. Everyone looked at Che Mingde and this young man who had been educated by Zhou Xiaoyi before. Liang Baiyun was also shocked. She seemed to understand why her grandfather respected him so much. Compared with those gentlemen and young ladies chatting freely in the capital, this young man is someone who has actually experienced things and can distinguish right from wrong.
"Master Che's words are really thought-provoking, and Xiaoyi's poems are also very exquisite. In this case, why not let the two masters come up with the topic first. You two can think about it first. Qianyu, please read other people's poems and wait for me After reading it, you two can come up with a question." Princess Kang finally broke the silence, and she seemed to feel that it was impossible for others to write such a poem again, so she would not let others make a fool of themselves. This shows that she is still very experienced in handling things.
Zhou Xiaoyi immediately saluted Princess Kang, asking himself that this was also an opportunity given to him by the princess. Che Mingde also saluted and then sat down calmly, and the two of them became the focus of the scene.
It was agreed that the top three would be selected for the topic, but the remaining poems were somewhat different from the two. Princess Kang selected for a while, and finally chose two poems by the girl from the Zuo family, which purely praised this time. This scene can be considered neat and beautiful, but Miss Zuo also knows that she is not the protagonist today, she is just smoothing things over when necessary.
After the third person was decided, Princess Kang also directly asked the two people: "Which of the two young masters is willing to give the question first?"
"I'm a guest from afar, so I'd like to invite Mr. Che first." Zhou Xiaoyi also calmed down at this time and said with renewed confidence.
When Che Mingde saw him like this, he said unceremoniously: "In this case, let's write a policy on how to determine the world under the title of Three Pillars."
Hearing such a question, the others couldn't help but make a noise, obviously surprised that Che Mingde didn't act according to common sense.
Princess Kang couldn't help but said: "The policy theory was used during the scientific examination. If I can't write Mr. Che well in a short time, I'd better change it."
Seeing what Princess Kang said, Che Mingde also smiled and said: "I have lived in the north all year round and have never participated in a cultural gathering. This is very rude. I wonder if your Majesty can allow me to think about it again, or let Mr. Zhou do it." Let’s ask the question first.”
"Okay, then Xiaoyi, you can ask the question first." Seeing that Che Mingde was quite polite, Princess Kang didn't pursue it further.
"I was writing a poem just now, so why not paint next? I can only use one stick of incense to paint a picture of any one or several kinds of flowers here. Of course, if you want to paint a picture of hundreds of flowers, you can also do it, but I am afraid that there is not enough time." Zhou Xiaoyi pointed. The flowers blooming around said.
Just now, Cha Mingde was insinuating that he only knew how to be elegant. However, Zhou Xiaoyi didn't care this time, and instead continued to play the elegant skills, obviously hoping to beat Cha Mingde.
Che Mingde also didn't expect that the other party had such courage and will. No wonder this person could become the top young talent in the capital.
The pen and ink were in front of him, and the maids quickly brought the drawing paper. After Zhou Xiaoyi flattened the drawing paper, he started splashing ink without any hesitation. Some people around him did not follow him and started painting. Some of them looked at the white flowers here and there. Many people had no intention of writing, and were obviously not good at painting, so they planned to give up on this scene.
Seeing this, Che Mingde finally smiled and started painting directly.
Wan Xia stood aside. He was also curious about what kind of flowers Che Mingde would draw, but a moment later he discovered the content of his master's painting. He couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything.
The time for a stick of incense passed quickly. Zhou Xiaoyi obviously finished the painting one step early. After finishing, he picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and sprayed the tea mist towards the painting, then revealed his satisfaction. smiled.
His approach also attracted many people's ideas, but Che Mingde continued to be busy painting until the girl Qianyu reminded that the time was coming and the last stroke had not been made yet.
At this time, Zhou Xiaoyi's painting had been unfolded for Princess Kang to see. After admiring it for a while, Princess Kang sighed: "This picture of cold dew and autumn fragrance is really amazing. The flowers are still blooming proudly in the cold autumn. The more frustrated they become, the more courageous they become." Xiaoyi, your painting skills have reached a new level. If you persevere, you will definitely become a master of calligraphy and painting in the future."
"It's really brilliant to be able to draw such a masterpiece with just one stick of incense." Liang Baiyun couldn't help but sigh. Although Che Mingde won the game just now, calligraphy and painting are Zhou Xiaoyi's specialty. There are some things that don't require talent and long-term immersion. If she couldn't do it, she didn't expect Che Mingde to be able to beat him in this aspect.
Hearing Liang Baiyun's praise, Zhou Xiaoyi also praised her painting: "Baiyun, your autumn chrysanthemum picture is also very good. The branches and leaves are bright, and the distance is suitable. It is also a rare masterpiece."
"Compared with your previous paintings, they are indeed similar, but compared with yours, they are already on a different level." Liang Baiyun said very self-awarely.
"Indeed, if this painting is taken out, it will also be a good work." Princess Kang also affirmed.
"This painting was actually painted by Prince Kang. Why take it out again? I'll give it to your empress." Zhou Xiaoyi said generously.
When Princess Kang heard this and looked at the flowers in the process of transformation, she couldn't help but feel like seeing flowers and seeing people, as if she was just like this flower back then, but it eventually withered.
Princess Kang might not have wanted it if it were any other painting, but this painting really touched her emotionally, so she did not refuse and said: "Since Xiaoyi has such kind intentions, I will not be respectful and will give you two kilograms of Yuwulong from Changlong Mountain." Bring the scale tea back to Mr. Zhou."
This Rain Mist Dragon Scale is the best in tea, and it can be regarded as the princess not taking the other party's painting for free, and Zhou Xiaoyi immediately thanked him in advance.
"Mr. Che, the time has expired. Have you not finished it yet? No matter how good the painting is after the time limit, it is considered a failure." At this time, someone finally remembered Che Mingde and saw that he was still painting.
Che Mingde just finished the last stroke at this time, and then said with a smile: "I am not good at painting, but since I am participating in the meeting, I can't help but participate."
"You're being humble, Qianyu, go and show Mr. Che's paintings." Princess Kang didn't think that Che Mingde was really not good at it, she was probably speaking modestly, and she said it just so that she could not compete with Zhou Xiaoyi himself in the future. Even at his own level, he is considered an extremely smart person.
At this moment, she remembered that Liang Baiyun secretly sent a letter before, hoping that she could help. Thinking of herself, she naturally hoped that this woman with a similar identity and experience to her more than ten years ago could have her own world, so she naturally agreed. , but now, she feels that this Cha Mingde is not only not bad, but an extremely outstanding man, and she even admires him a little.
When Qianyu walked up to Che Mingde and saw the painting on Che Mingde's table, he was stunned. He stood in front of the painting and stopped moving.