Lin Jinan was just like Lin Jinyan. He talked about performing, but he didn't feel humiliated at all.
He walked to the court with neither humility nor arrogance, squeezed Xiao Siming away with a polite tone, accompanied Lin Jinyan to the table, and took over from the maid at the table to polish Lin Jinyan's ink.
Lin Jinyan held her right sleeve with her left hand, put the required paint at hand, then calmly picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and spread it freely on the paper.
When the prince saw this, his eyebrows relaxed, he glanced at Chu Chengye who had a downcast face, and praised loudly:
"Sisterly love is deep, brothers and sisters work together, and live in harmony. The Taifu really has a good family tradition."
The Queen smiled and said, "That's true. The Taifu is knowledgeable and upright. It's natural to have such self-effacing and friendly descendants."
The Crown Princess listened to the mother and son's complimentary words. Although the smile on her face remained unchanged, the hands clasped under the table secretly tightened.
Concubine Xian: "I look at these brothers and sisters. They not only have the scholarly demeanor of a master, but also the talent and ability of a general. They are pleasing to the eye and make people happy. In happy moments, they should have a drink together." "
After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and said with a smile:
"The Qionghua dew I drank has a soft and fragrant fragrance, which is most suitable for my daughter's family to drink. Your Majesty rewarded it a few days ago. I brought a jar here today. You can take it and fill a cup for all your daughters."
While speaking, he glanced at the palace maid beside him calmly and with deep meaning. The palace maid and Concubine Xian looked at each other for a moment, nodded invisibly, and took the other two palace maids to pour wine for the ladies.
When the queen heard this, the smile on her face faded for a moment, and then brightened again:
It's just two jars of wine, is it worth showing off?
Zhao Huaqiong, who was looking at the lonely and depressed Zhao Huaqiong in the field, looked away when he saw the palace maid coming with a wine bottle.
The palace maid leaned down to pour the wine. Zhao Huaqiong saw that the palace maid was too close to him and was about to turn aside when he suddenly heard a whisper in his ear, and his face changed drastically.
It was not until the palace maid finished pouring the wine for the next daughter that Zhao Huaqiong collected her thoughts and secretly looked at Concubine Xian who was looking up and Chu Chengye opposite.
Seeing both of them casting warning glances at him, Zhao Huaqiong immediately lowered his head and sat upright.
In the middle of the field, Lin Jinyan put down the pen dipped in paint and stepped aside.
Lin Jin'an stepped forward and dipped his pen in the ink, just like Lin Jinyan. He wrote as if he was thoughtful, without thinking hard, and his good words came out on the paper Lin Jinyan.
Lin Jinyan stood next to Lin Jinan, looking at it with a smile and relief in her eyes.
When Lin Jin'an stopped writing, the two palace maids dried the ink on the paper and spread it towards the queen who was standing above her.
After reading it, the queen praised: "I really didn't expect that you two brothers and sisters at your age can actually produce such wonderful paintings. Such a masterpiece must be at the top of the list today. The prince has always loved these. Please take it over and show it to the prince."
The prince smiled in surprise and said, "I am really curious to receive such praise from my mother."
Queen: "You will definitely like it after reading it."
The prince stood up, stretched out his hand to tie the painting from the palace maid's hand, and his eyes lit up after looking at it carefully.
I saw only two sandalwood-colored bristle dust-dusting Buddha trees, growing dependent on each other. Their thin tubes and silk-like petals were either upright or floating, lifelike. The dark-colored branches, flowers and leaves are even more vigorous.
In the blank space in the upper left corner, there are a few lines of pure poetry, elegant and elegant, and the pen is sharp and sharp, which complements the painting.
"It's actually the extremely difficult-to-paint mane duster! He can paint such a difficult-to-paint flower vividly, thickly, and vividly. His painting skills are extremely wonderful! No wonder the mother likes it so much. It's really extraordinary. The poem above, It’s concise and concise yet elegant and refined, it’s really wonderful, wonderful!”
