Chapter Forty-Five
Since His Highness the Crown Prince had spoken, Su Qingshang would naturally not be stingy, so after a while, all the people present drank the gentleman's tea to warm up their bodies, and praised Mr. Su for his thoughtfulness.
But he said that group B lost twice, logically speaking, they should be punished, and the banquet was nothing more than fined wine, the big sister of the Su family immediately drank a cup, and smiled to everyone: "My brother is not in good health, doctor Tell him not to drink, how about punishing him to paint a picture?"
Naturally, no one objected, and a student from the Imperial College laughed and said, "I've heard that Mr. Feiyu has extraordinary painting skills, and he has a unique skill. He can blindfold and close his eyes. It’s finished painting, I wonder if I’ll be lucky enough to take a look at it?” The eldest sister of the Su family readily agreed, and ordered her servants to prepare pens and inks, and the maid held a white ribbon, Su Qingshang took it, and put it on her eyes, A knot was tied at the back of the head, and the student who had good deeds even stretched out his hand to wave in front of him, but he didn't respond at all, obviously invisible. It is really rare to be able to draw with eyes closed. Everyone stretched their necks curiously and observed carefully. They saw that Su Qingshang calmly held the pen, dipped the ink, and landed on the rice paper. Some people guessed: "The painting is a mountain." The ink marks extended, and there were jagged rocks, lush vegetation, and he drew faster and faster. Every stroke is just right, one point more will be cumbersome, and one point minus will be blank. Others don't even have such skills in normal painting, but Su Qingshang is still blindfolded. He seemed to see nothing, yet saw everything. The forest of green pines and mountains of strange rocks gradually come to life on the paper. Seeing that a painting is about to be finished, some people couldn't help admiring: "The grass is ten steps away, and the cliff is shaded by hundreds of feet of pines. It's a picture overlooking the mountain scenery." Everyone also praised: "Good painting!" However, Su Qingshang did not stop painting at this point, but continued to paint, but the sharp ink was almost exhausted, and he could not continue to paint. Others thought he didn't know, so they couldn't help showing it. Voice reminded: "Mr. Su, it's time to add ink."
Su Qingshang seemed to have never heard of it, and when he scratched the painted cliff, thousands of streams flew down, and the whole painting suddenly came alive, and someone exclaimed: "It's a waterfall! " After finishing the painting of the waterfall, Su Qingshang finally stopped his pen and faced the crowd. The plain white silk belt had not been taken off yet, which made his skin not so pale, but instead revealed a jade-like texture, and his voice It was still very indifferent: "Su made a fool of himself." Everyone went up to look at the painting one after another. They saw thousands of strange peaks on the paper, slender birds flying, beautiful mountains and green pines, especially the Lingquan waterfall, hanging like a long rainbow. The land is like the nine heavens of Yinhan, and for a while, everyone is full of praise. "It's really a wonderful brushwork!" "It's a great fortune to see Mr. Feiyu painting blindfolded." Su Tangyu smiled and said to Li Zhizhi: "I told you before that my second brother's paintings are amazing. Very good." Li Zhizhi also nodded, and praised: "Second Young Master is indeed a master of painting, and he draws like a master. This is the first time I have seen painting with eyes closed. I don't know how he did it?" Su Tang said Wanting to say something, his eyes suddenly turned, and he smiled and said: "I don't know anything about painting, you can ask him in person, the second brother has a good temper, and he will definitely help you if you think about it." Li Zhizhi looked at Su Qing Shang untied the plain white silk belt, and said with a smile: "If there is a chance, I will ask Second Young Master again." Su Tangyu groaned, shook her hand, and said anxiously: "Isn't there a chance today? Standing next to him was Pei Yanchuan. He heard the conversation between the two of them, and he felt quite uncomfortable. Although he didn't know how to paint, he knew that Su Qingshang's hands were really beautiful, and he couldn't complain that he could attract the attention of his sweetheart . In comparison, his letter paper is really... While thinking about it, Pei Yanchuan couldn't help turning his head to look at Xiao Yan. The other party noticed it and raised his eyebrows slightly, which meant, what do you think I am doing? Pei Yanchuan moved closer, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, otherwise the letter should go first..."
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