Chapter 227: Palace Examination (3)

Zhao Ji asked calmly: "I just say it's okay."

Zhao Ji and King Zhao Zong of Jin were the legitimate brothers of a mother and compatriots, and their relationship was different. King Jin said that he was bullied, so how could Zhao Ji sit in this hall?

It should be noted that Zhao Ji was an emperor who valued love. Otherwise, Gao Qiu, who accompanied him to play Cuju, Yang Jian, Liang Shicheng, and Cai Jing, who were with him, had not been impeached, but they were all extremely powerful ministers.

This is true to his close ministers. As the legitimate royal brother, Zhao Ji was naturally very indulgent.

King Zhao Zong of Jin said: "Brother, the selection of talents in the art exam is an iron rule set by our ancestors. The ancestor Ren Emperor once said that applicants for the art exam do not ask about their background or poverty or humbleness. Anyone with a skill can ask for official titles and salary. This sentence is still said, why are some people threatening etiquette today? Isn't this very disrespectful?"

After he finished speaking, the man bowed his body and sat down, and stopped talking.

The officials who reported the impeachment were led by Wang Tao, Wang Zhichen and others. After hearing what King Jin said, they were speechless; King Jin’s reasons were easy to refute. Emperor Ren only said that he did not ask about his background or his poverty or humbleness, but he did not say that one person could apply for four exams. The reason for King Jin was really far-fetched.

The biggest problem is the King of Jin himself. What does it mean? It means that if they are confused about this matter again, they will offend the close prince of the royal family. King of Jin loves to make trouble. If they really make trouble, who can stop it?

As he was in a dilemma, Shen Ao coughed, looked at Yang Jian, smiled slightly at Yang Jian, and then said to Zhao Ji: "Your Majesty, can you let the students defend themselves?"

Zhao Ji has always maintained an impartial neutrality, but in his heart, he was quite unhappy with these court officials who suddenly attacked. Seeing Shen Ao speak, he couldn't help but think of his friendship with Shen Ao when he disguised himself as Wang Xianggong, and smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry."

Shen Ao coughed and said awkwardly: "Student is very lazy. Taking the art exam, it was Yang Jian and Eunuch Yang who reminded the students for the future of the students. Even if it was the application, it was also Eunuch Yang who did it for the students. I'm finished saying it." He bit his lip with his breath and glanced at Wang Tao. Wang Zhichen glanced at him, and smiled faintly.

Yang Jian smiled helplessly at Shen Ao. Shen Ao was really cunning. Just this sentence was enough to embarrass Wang Tao and others. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Shen Gongsheng is well-educated. I thought to myself, it would be a pity if such a talented man could not be used by Your Majesty. Therefore, he signed up for him. But he never thought that four consecutive exams involved etiquette. I was afraid, so I asked Your Majesty to punish him."

Everyone in the hall took a deep breath, and many people looked at Wang Tao, Wang Zhichen and others with sympathy. The two of them were considered unlucky. This time, not only did they offend the royal family, but also the powerful inner minister.

They said that Shen Ao's four consecutive exams were contrary to the etiquette system. Isn't it just that Eunuch Yang did not understand etiquette? The name was Yang Jian. If this account was calculated, then Wang Tao would not impeach Shen Ao, but Yang Jian.

Who is Yang Jian? The famous inner minister and the favorite minister in front of the emperor. Since Liang Shicheng lost power, Yang Jian has put his hands deep into Liang Shicheng's responsibilities and powers. Not only has the great influence in the palace, but he has also begun to consolidate his position in the court. Such a powerful official, not to mention Wang Tao or Grand Tutor Cai Jing, must be obedient in front of him.

This impeachment was already silent since the King of Jin. When even Yang Jian stood up, it was a complete miscarriage. On one side was the royal family and on the other side was the inner court. Although these two major forces rarely involved in the government affairs, they were all huge forces that should not be underestimated. No matter how stupid Wang Tao and Wang Zhishen knew the reason to stop when they were good. Wang Tao had quietly retreated to the class and dared not speak out again. As for Wang Zhishen, he hurriedly apologized to Zhao Ji.

A smile flashed across Zhao Ji's lips, and he looked at Chen Ao deeply, and said impatiently: "No need to apologize, go back! Today, I presided over the palace examination to choose to adopt the ability. Whether Chen Ao should deprive the tribute student depends on his own ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had a look. An eunuch immediately raised seven or eight paintings, and his pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready. Zhao Ji said, "Okay, I'm going to make the question. Are you ready?"

Seven or eight tribute students said together: "I will listen carefully."

Zhao Ji sighed: "I know how many flowers bloom in spring. Only at this time, I saw the plum blossoms withering in the garden. You guys start painting with the theme of plum blossoms!"

Drawing plum blossoms? This topic is not difficult, and there are already a few tribute students eager to try. Today's emperors like to draw flowers and birds, so most of the painters in the market also regard painting flowers and birds as a fashion. Usually, these tribute students practice painting skills and countless plum blossoms painted. Therefore, they rolled up their sleeves, pressed the paper roll with a firm face, and started to draw.

Zhao Ji is also a master of painting. Looking at the posture of these tribute students lifting their pens, he couldn't help but nod in his heart. This year's tribute students from the Painting Academy are all very powerful. Just looking at the layout, you will have a momentum. Especially Zhao Boqiu, who has a more dignified attitude when writing, and has a big and full style.

Zhao Ji's gaze turned, and his eyes fell on Shen Ao, and he couldn't help but feel a little astonishment. Although Chen Ao had already picked up his pen, he announced that he had been painting for a short time. The stroke was only hovering in the air, with a posture of not falling down. It should be noted that the palace examination also has time to stipulate. If anyone finishes the painting first, it will often give people a better impression, which will directly affect the results. Do you still need to think about a simple and simple question like painting plums?

Zhao Ji looked at the Shen Gongsheng who was not quick and quick, but felt a little anxious for him. He coughed and said, "Sen Chen Gongsheng, there is not much time left."

Chen Ao raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Ji with a slight head, saying, "Your Majesty, I am talking about a feeling when I paint. Only by having a feeling can I make a good painting."

Feeling? Zhao Ji couldn't help laughing. As the master of the painting school, he didn't understand what Chen Ao said. But do you need to feel the plum blossoms? Among the painters present, there are not a hundred or dozens of plum blossoms in his life. It would be fine if you say that some relatively broad scenery needs to feel it, but just draw a picture of plum blossoms in accordance with the rules. What should you feel like?

Zhao Ji was speechless and couldn't help thinking: If he couldn't find any feeling in the palace examination this time, would he have stopped handing in the palace examination? I must be careful and not let him make a fool of himself in the palace examination.

Chen Ao of Jin Dynasty blinked quickly and signaled that he took a break for a moment and was already full of energy. Seeing Chen Ao's arrogant style, he was quite similar to himself. He was very happy. He didn't understand the painting, and he was just a lively view. If everyone lowered their heads to paint, it would be boring.

Chen Ao held his breath and concentrated his mind. The pen he lifted was slow to fall. Time passed by little by little, and many people were worried about him or felt secretly happy. However, Zhao Boqin's eyebrows also condensed. If Chen Ao handed in the blank script, he would be defeated. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel angry. He deliberately glared at Chen Ao a few times, but had to put away his thoughts and bury his head to paint.

Many tribute students have been halfway through the plum blossoms. Among the flowers and birds, plum blossoms are the best to draw. Without it, practice can only make perfect.

Seeing that Chen Ao had not finished writing, even Yang Jian wiped the sweat for Chen Ao, and said to Chen Ao silently: Little ancestor, what are you delaying? No matter what he feels, just draw a few plum blossoms out as soon as possible.

Chen Ao bit his lip without saying a word. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhao Boqi, and his eyes fell on Zhao Boqi's desk. Zhao Boqi's desk was not far from Chen Ao, so when he looked down, he could see the full picture of his paintings.

What Zhao Bozhi painted is a plum forest, with snowflakes falling in the sky, countless plum blossoms blooming in the plum forest, and birds circling. The layout of the whole painting looks very open and has a strong sense of layout.

Chen Ao couldn't help laughing in his heart. Zhao Boqiu's plum forest was quite similar to his painting style, and it was very wide. If he just painted a few plum blossoms to embellish it, wouldn't he let down his painting style? A plum forest was lush and lush, with the delicate embellishment of plum blossoms, and the branches of plum trees were looming, and the sky was so desolate in the snow.

"What a bush of plum trees..." Chen Ao couldn't help but admire. Most of the plum trees in his paintings were delicate and unique, but this guy did the opposite and made drastic moves. The plum trees he showed were not too delicate and artificial, and were desolate and open, making people feel regretful for the plum trees in the painting at a glance, as if the next moment when the wind and snow gradually stopped, the beautiful flowers in the plum trees were about to wither.

Just then, Zhao Boqi raised his eyes and saw Chen Ao looking at his paintings. He couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart. He was so arrogant that he continued to bury his head in painting.

Chen Ao took a breath. Zhao Boqin's painting style was very exquisite and familiar. More importantly, his painting style was extremely unimitable. I am afraid that this style of painting plum blossoms would not be able to find a second one. If you want to surpass him, you can only go to the other extreme. Otherwise, even if you draw it well, you will feel that it is innovating.

‘Then... let you see what is the real extreme painting method!’ Chen Ao said to the people in the hall in his heart!

Suddenly, he grabbed the inkstone on the table and hung it in the air...

This action was naturally eye-catching. If you don’t paint well, you will hold the inkstone to do something? Should you use the inkstone to paint? A trace of unpredictable ridicule flashed across Wang Tao and Wang Zhichen’s faces. If Chen Ao had not finished the painting after everyone handed over the paper, there would be fun to see.

When everyone was looking at Chen Ao, Chen Ao suddenly let go. With a click, the inkstone in his hand fell, then fell on the rice paper, and then bounced down the desk and smashed it...

Crazy... Crazy... Are he here to paint or make trouble? The emperor's residence and the martial arts hall, how can he allow him to make such a mess? Many people have become angry and are very angry at Chen Ao's actions.

On the contrary, Zhou Zheng seemed the most calm. He knew Chen Ao too well. He believed that Chen Ao would never be like this without a certain degree of confidence in his time. Then the only possibility was that Chen Ao had other methods.

The King of Jin couldn't help but giggled and raised his thumbs up at Chen Ao! Chen Ao has a very similar temperament to this prince. I have never tasted the taste of throwing an inkstone in the martial arts hall.

The ink was splashing everywhere, and I don’t know how many ink colors were stained on the entire rice paper. The ink was splashed on the paper and gradually spread out in an irregular shape.

Zhao Ji frowned and felt a little unhappy, but he couldn't help but be anxious for Chen Ao, so he said calmly: "Come on, change Chen Gongsheng a piece of drawing paper."

The eunuch was about to get the new paper, but Chen Ao smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need, the student will use this rice paper to paint." He picked up the pen leisurely, showing a calm and composed look. He first looked around and finally found the place to finish the writing.

Then the brush fell down, but gently drew along a ball of ink marks. The ink stains on the rice paper suddenly turned into a budding winter plum blossom. The proud brush continued to fall, and a line followed several ink marks. People who were close to it took a breath. They understood that this was painting the torso of a plum tree. Throughout history, this painting method was amazing. First splash ink, splashed ink stains on the white paper, and then used skillful hands to decorate the ink stains as the torso, flowers, and birds...

What is this technique? It’s amazing! It’s weird!

Those who were far away also stretched their necks to look at it and painted with a piece of dirt-filled paper. This is something that is unheard of. He is so arrogant and doesn't know what crazy he is going to go.
Chapter completed!