Hearing this, Luo Lan was immediately unhappy. She frowned slightly and replied coldly:
"General Wu didn't mention it, but I forgot. We had an agreement just now. In this competition, whoever wins has the final say. I beat you two games. Do you want to do two things for me?"
As soon as she said this, the Wu family father and son suddenly became livid. Seeing this, Leng Zian was busy trying to smooth things over and said:
"Princess Yu, why should you be anxious? It's not too late to draw a conclusion after the last game. If you win this game, General Wu owes you three things. If you lose, even if they win the game, it's like this , this has become a thing, so in this game, you can’t win if you don’t compete.”
Hearing this, Luo Lan looked at Leng Yu helplessly with a smile on his face, pursed his lips at him, and murmured in a low voice:
"Ms. sir, can I still win?"
The reason why she asked this was because she felt that if she won the last round, would it intensify the conflict between the Wu family, Leng Zian, Leng Yu, and the emperor.
"Of course we have to win."
Leng Yu did not hesitate, looked at him with pride and affectionate eyes, and softly said softly:
"These people look down on others. If you don't win against them, they will slander you even more arrogantly. So you must win, and you must win completely. Only in this way can you completely extinguish their arrogance."
Leng Yu knew that this Wu Hong must have ordered someone to invite the number one painter in the capital before the first game even started. It seemed that he was well prepared. Luo Lan would not tolerate him if he was not better than him in this game.
He expected that his Lan'er would win. As for how, he couldn't guess. It was all based on his feeling and trust in Luo Lan.
Before Luo Lan had time to respond to the competition, Wu Hong had already asked his servants to tell him that the number one painter in the capital had come in. He came to the front of the main hall, knelt down and saluted the emperor and all the adults. Then he sat in front of the painting table that had been prepared.
Wu Hong looked at Luo Lan, raised his eyebrows at her, and said disdainfully:
"Princess Yu, we will use the time of one stick of incense as the criterion this time. Whoever can draw a work that everyone praises and is convinced within one stick of incense will be considered the winner. Do you agree?"
Luo Lan glanced at Leng Yu and blinked at him helplessly, "It all depends on General Wu."
After saying this, she stood up, lifted her skirt and walked to the middle of the main hall. After bowing to the emperor, she sat at another painting table.
Wu Hong glanced at these two people, clasped his fists at the emperor and said:
"Your Majesty, can we start now?"
The emperor frowned. No matter how much he hated Princess Yu in his heart, he had to admit that it was a fact that she won two games and drew one in front of the public. In any case, this could be regarded as a favor for the royal family, so, In this last round, he still hoped that she could win.
However, if she really wins, he should really be suspicious of her identity. There are not many official women with so many abilities, let alone a peasant woman. Especially the handwriting she just wrote does not look like it. Ordinary people can write it.
But he was not allowed to think too much at the moment. Even if he had these thoughts, he could not say them in front of these Tibetan kings. He had to save the royal face.
So, he nodded slightly, waved his hands seriously and said:
"Since it was General Wu who proposed it, please ask General Wu to preside over this competition! I will just be a spectator."
After listening to the emperor's words, Wu Hong's face showed a proud smile. After he glanced at everyone, he then turned his attention to Luo Lan and the painter, and then said with a solemn expression:
"Two of you, today's competition will start with the time of one stick of incense. There are no mandatory requirements for the content of the painting. You can paint as you like. The emperor and all the adults present will give you a fair and impartial judgment. .”
After he finished speaking, the painter nodded, then directly picked up the brush, dipped the paint in, and started painting on the canvas in front of him.
Luo Lan on the other side was not in a hurry. She held her chin with one hand and stared blankly at the white paper in front of her. She didn't know what she was pondering, and she seemed to have a feeling that she had no idea where to start.
The time for half a stick of incense passed quickly, and Luo Lan still didn't make a move, and after a while, she was lying on the table, tapping her fingers on the table, looking completely contented.
This scene made the emperor's eyebrows look a little more angry. He was angry with Princess Yu: You don't know how to paint, just bring it up. Why bother pretending and wasting everyone's time?
The faces of the Wu family, father and son, and Leng Zian all showed the joy of winning this time. It seemed that Princess Yu knew nothing about painting.
Everyone present was in an uproar. Leng Xi, who had always believed that this was unfair to Luo Lan, clenched his fists and expressed shame at Wu Hong's behavior.
At this time, Leng Yu's palms were sweating even more, and he began to feel unsure. Although he had never seen Luo Lan paint before, he saw confidence in her calm expression, but why was she motionless? Is it possible that she could paint something unexpected at the last moment?
He couldn't figure this out, but he was also worried for her in his heart.
The painter on the other side was writing quickly and pondering. The white drawing paper had already filled most of his paintings. Although he didn't look at Luo Lan, he could see it from his face. to the joy of victory.
In this game, he knew it and was sure to win.
At this moment, Leng Xi, who was sitting aside and watching, finally couldn't help but speak,
"Sister-in-law, why don't you write?"
Hearing him ask this, some people in the crowd began to whisper, wondering why she didn't write.
Luo Lan glanced at Leng Xi, and said to him helplessly:
"The emperor's sister-in-law is a little inferior at painting, so I have to think carefully about how to paint."
"But time is running out, and..." When he said this, Leng Xi looked at the painter who was painting, frowned and urged anxiously:
"And the painting is almost finished. If you don't start, it will be too late."
Luo Lan then sat up straight, glanced at the painter beside him, looked at Leng Xi as if he had a sudden realization, and said exaggeratedly:
"Thank you fifth brother for reminding me."
After saying that, she picked up her pen and started painting on the canvas in front of her.
After a while, it was time to burn a stick of incense. Wu Hong raised his eyebrows proudly, stood up and announced,
"Time's up, you two, please stop writing!"
At this time, the painter put down the pen in his hand with satisfaction, and Luo Lan also put down the pen in his hand after applying the last stroke of paint.
At this time, Wu Hong waved his hand, and two palace servants came forward to lift the painter's painting. Everyone praised it and praised it as a wonderful painting. After the emperor saw it, he couldn't help but nod in praise.
"It looks like this is a picture of a tiger descending a mountain. The tiger's eyes are lifelike and look like a real tiger. Not bad, not bad."
After receiving the emperor's praise, the painter was naturally overjoyed. He hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted slightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty Miao Zan."
The moment the emperor finished speaking, Leng Zian couldn't wait to praise him.
"Well, he is worthy of being the number one painter in the capital. His painting skills are truly unparalleled. I really opened my eyes today."
After saying this, he turned to look at Luo Lan and asked with sarcasm in his eyes:
"Princess Yu, you will definitely lose this game, hahaha..."
