The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

When it was just a short time, it was like a dream. I saw Han Yan finished the last stroke, put the brush aside, opened his eyes and smiled sweetly at everyone, and everyone came back to their senses.

"Miss Li is ready?" the queen asked. She liked this little girl a little bit. Seeing Han Yan's brilliance, she admired it even more in her heart.

"Niang Niang, I haven't." After Han Yan finished speaking, she turned around, and stretched out her hand to pick up the pot of wine in the silver plate of the maid next to her: "Borrow a drop of fine wine!" Holding the wine cup in one hand, the wine was poured into the cup, and the fingertips picked it up. As soon as a drop was wiped on the paper, there was a slight bright yellow in the painting.

This wine is brewed with a variety of flowers. The wine has a sweet taste and a bright and clear yellow color. It is painted on the painting at the moment, and it is contrasted with the black and white ink rice paper.

Han Yan nodded and indicated that the two little palace maids came over and presented the rice paper to the empress and spread the rice paper on the golden wooden bottom backed by red silk. When the emperor saw the painting, his eyes stopped and he didn't speak for a long time.

The people on the table didn't know what was going on. Seeing that the emperor was silent, he began to drum in his heart, and at the same time, he became more and more curious about the painting. Zhuang Yushan and Li Jiaqi looked at each other with doubts in their hearts. Seeing the emperor's unhappy appearance, they gloated even more, guessing that Han Yan's painting was so bad that the emperor was angry. The queen looked at the painting with an unpredictable expression. When everyone was a little restless, the emperor suddenly laughed loudly: "Come on, let's show you this picture!"

The palace maid hurried over and unfolded the rice paper shop in front of everyone. When the picture on the painting came into the eyes of everyone, the whole banquet was silent.

However, there are a few ink marks, and the shades are appropriate. The ink color seems to be arbitrary, but it is inconceivably exquisite. I saw under the tower where the flames were raised, the military cavalry returned in triumph, the soldiers were below, and there was a bright yellow in the distance, which was the figure of the emperor.

What Han Yan painted is a grand scene of the triumphant return of the army of the class division returning to the dynasty, the high position of the emperor, and the prosperity of the world!

The most surprising thing is not what is drawn on the painting, but the small poem inscribed in the blank: The iron clothes are broken in a hundred battles, and the south of the city has been encircled. The sudden battalion shot and killed General Huyan, and led the remnants of thousands of cavalry back.

However, in just a few strokes, the image of a general who fought heroically and made great military exploits was portrayed. The little girl, who was only eleven or twelve years old, looked like she had experienced it herself. The most romantic handwriting is the iron painting, charming like a silver hook, vigorous and vigorous, simple and elegant, the ice of the broken jade pot, the moon of the rotten Yaotai, as graceful as a tree, and as gentle as the breeze. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, how could one believe that that ingenious calligraphy was made by a sweet little girl with a bun and a smile in front of her! Even the most outstanding talent in the capital could not write such good words or write such good poems!

What is genius, this is genius!

After the initial surprise, Zhuang Yushan and Li Jiaqi now only have endless resentment. Han Yan is in the limelight at this moment, and Zhuang Yushan has no chance to play, why! If she is the eldest daughter of Zhuang Mansion, the praise from everyone in the hall is hers. Thinking of this, the eyes looking at Han Yan are full of jealousy.

But Li Jiaqi was mad with hatred. The more she looked at Han Yan's smiling face, the more she felt that she was hypocritical. Even though she had such talent, she was able to hide it so well, and just now she actually made an embarrassing appearance to let herself Joy is just kidding yourself. The self-esteem of the right minister's daughter was insulted, and Han Yan was already listed as the biggest enemy in this life in her heart.

Han Yan quietly blinked at Deng Chan, saying that everything was fine, Deng Chan was both excited and puzzled, when did Han Yan become so good at calligraphy? Just now when she was standing in the hall to write, Deng Chan almost had the illusion that it was not Han Yan, just because the back was so strange and dazzling that it was almost impossible to look directly at her.

Everyone's thoughts were full of thoughts, but Han Yan was the only one standing in the hall, but it seemed to be standing outside the red dust. Looking at the ink marks, the pictures of the previous life were like lanterns, passing by one by one.

No one knows, at what price such a superb calligraphy was obtained. After the bandit incident in the last life, she closed herself and locked herself in Qingqiu Garden all day. Every night I always have nightmares and I can't sleep, so I light the oil lamp, write and draw to pass the time, and temporarily forget those shadows.

How can there be so many geniuses in the world, they are just familiar with it. The same calligraphy and painting, if you practice a hundred times, practice a thousand times, there will be 70% of the bad. Therefore, although her calligraphy was mediocre in her previous life, after so many sleepless nights, she has today's romantic beauty.

The smile raised on his lips was a little bit more bitter. The world used to only look at the scenery in front of people, how could they know the blood and tears in it.

The handsome young man calmly observed the little man in the hall, the obvious loneliness and pain once again made him stunned and made him more and more sophisticated. There are all kinds of signs, this little girl doesn't act like a twelve-year-old at all. What happened to her?

The emperor laughed, and said three "good" words in a row: "I didn't expect that I have such a talent! With such an open mind, it is a woman who does not allow men!"

This is indeed the case. Compared with the dance of Princess Yunni and the sound of Li Jiaqi's piano, this calligraphy and painting has abandoned the tenderness of her daughter's family, and is surprisingly successful. It is said that people are judged by the words, and the handsome and elegant brush and ink can tell the girl. of openness of mind. Whose daughter is painting the battlefield, it can be seen that this Miss Zhuang Si is open-minded and has more knowledge than other daughters. Compared with this one, Li Jiaqi's piece is inferior.

There are many heroes and soldiers present, and Han Yan is even more appreciated. It is rare to meet such an unpretentious little girl, who speaks frankly and innocently.

Han Yan bowed again and smiled: "This painting is to celebrate Dazong's great victory in the northwest, and he was a hero of Dazong, just like the poem over there. Dazong has a wise man like the emperor, and he With a subject like General Cheng, it will definitely be more prosperous."

After speaking, General Chao Cheng smiled, Cheng Lei was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Han Yan to say this, and when she met her clear eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Wei Chen is just doing his best, and the word hero is ashamed. dare not."

The emperor laughed: "General Cheng doesn't have to be humble, I know that you are the hero this time, and Miss Zhuang is right. With you, my country will be more prosperous!"

The atmosphere became lively in an instant, and the courtiers saw the emperor's long-hearted joy, and they all praised the general's great achievements and boasted that God bless the sect. Han Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a talent competition for everyone's daughters, today's palace banquet was to celebrate the great victory in the Northwest after all, and it was impossible to put the cart before the horse. Her remarks brought her focus back, and she also indirectly showed her favor to General Cheng. This general Cheng is an upright man, and he will also be an important confidant in the prince's party in the future.