"Can this painting work?" Zhou Heng looked at Chen Ao suspiciously, and his eyes fell on the unfolding scroll on the table.

"Yes, it must be possible. When the princess sees this painting, she will definitely not think about tea or food. She will be ashamed and ashamed of herself." Chen Ao answered him confidently and concisely.

Confidence is very important. Only when Chen Ao shows confidence can Zhou Heng, a guy who does not understand painting, believe in his talents.

"The painting given to me by the princess is four sages and three boys, but why are there seven sages and five boys in your painting?" Zhou Heng looked very confident.

Chen Ao said: "What I copied is artistic conception, not painting. If you simply copy, isn't it the same as the princess? If you want to make a big splash or surprise everyone at the seat, you have to restore a picture of the Seven Sages and let the princess see that she is looking down at people with a dog's eyes, and she is looking down at people in the cracks of the door."

Zhou Heng laughed: "Yes, I want to teach her a lesson. But... the princess's eyes are so beautiful, you can't describe her with dog eyes."

Chen Ao gave him a blank look: "Okay, the painting is ready, how is the matter with Shutong?"

Zhou Heng rubbed his hands and smiled treacherously: "I'm a little trouble. I told my mother, but my mother said that the head of the inner court had recommended his nephew. It is said that he was a scholar. Because his family was poor, he planned to work as a student for a while and earn some money to subsidize the family income, and wait for the imperial examination for the coming year. My mother was very satisfied with him, so, so..."

"You don't trust!" Chen Ao was about to vomit blood. He handed over the money, but the other party said there was no goods. This bad behavior of this bastard had deeply hurt Chen Ao's childish heart.

Zhou Heng hurriedly said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, this matter has been done, but with the efforts of my young master, my mother finally promised to let you meet her together during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then decide on the candidate."

Chen Ao said dissatisfiedly: "I promised that I will be a book boy, why do I still need a written test? No, I don't agree!"

Chun'er and San'er were already a little unnatural. Unexpectedly, Chen Ao was worried about Chen Ao in such a tone.

Zhou Heng also felt that he couldn't hold his face down, so he pulled Chen Ao's hem: "Borrow a step to speak."

The two of them were in the corner, and Zhou Hengcai said: "I have confidence in you, what are you afraid of when a sour scholar?"

Chen Ao sneered. This guy was giving himself a soul-stirring soup and still had confidence. This servant didn't have so much confidence. What he hated the most was to go to the job, especially when he had no shady scenes.

"No, Young Master Zhou, we have swear to swear by the high fives. How can we change it just by saying something?"

Zhou Heng glanced at Chun'er: "Do you fall in love with that Chun'er?"

Chen Ao smelled a strong aura of conspiracy: "So what?"

Zhou Heng laughed in a low voice and said, "This is easy. As long as you become my book boy, I will tell my mother to ask Chun'er to serve me so that you can spend time with her day and night, haha... Okay, okay, look, if you say something else, I will be angry. If I get angry, the consequences will be very serious."

"So shameless, he actually threatened and tempted me." Chen Ao cursed the ancestors surnamed Zhou in his heart, but this kind of temptation was very much for his appetite.

A hero should not suffer any loss in front of him, so it would be better not to make this guy angry. Chen Ao narrowed his eyes: "What are you going to compete on the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "First compare painting, then writing poetry, and finally giving gifts."

"Give gifts?" It is understandable to draw and write poems, but giving gifts is a bit incredible. Could it be that the wife recruited a book boy and wanted to make a fortune? So shameless! Chen Ao's fragile heart was hurt again.

Zhou Heng said: "Mid-Autumn Festival happens to be my mother's birthday. My mother has never liked the fun. Besides, the family reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival is not easy to invite people to celebrate their birthdays. Therefore, only the girls from each house in the inner palace will be invited to drink some wine and eat some pastries. You and the scholar will give each gift to see whose gift can touch my mother's heart more."

"Oh, it seems very difficult. Where did that scholar come from? Isn't he very powerful?"

Zhou Heng said: "It is said that he is a prodigy in the countryside. He passed the state examination the year before yesterday. But his family was poor, so he had to come to the palace to find something to do, which can be studied and earn some money. Shen... Shen Ao, right? You have to be more careful."

Chen Ao had confidence again and said with his waist, "Don't worry, a little country prodigy, naturally, is not my opponent. Let's see how I deal with him at that time."

Zhou Heng looked very worried: "You must pass it, and you can't let this shit prodigy be my book boy." This guy was not stupid at all, and said with a smile: "A nerd like this is the book boy of this young master, and his uncle is the head of the inner court, so he may have to sue me many lawsuits in front of my mother. I would rather let you be my book boy, help me copy some calligraphy, do some paintings, haha, we are blessed and difficult to share."

Chen Ao gave him a blank look. It seemed that Master Zhou was also a thief. He just hoped that someone would do his homework and help him pick up girls? With this kind of virtue, he turned into a real grandson, and the princess didn't look at him much.

Zhou Heng seemed very sincere: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is still two days away. Time is tight, so you can do it naturally. But leave this gift to me. I will pay the money. My mother has just missing a pendant with clothes recently. I will go and choose it for you."

Chen Ao shook his head: "Mrs. I have so many jewelry, so there is no new idea to give this kind of thing. I'd better find a way myself."

Zhou Heng raised his thumbs up: "Brother Chen, I knew that your bones are sophisticated at first sight. Okay, then you can find a way for yourself. This young master and beauty have an appointment and send it to the painting."

Zhou Heng rolled up his painting and ran away like the wind.

Chen Ao watched Zhou Heng leave with his back, and the muscles on his face twitched.

"NMD, he has seen this little servant's bones and spirits. This guy is very keen."

There was another problem before Shen Ao, which was even more gifts than poetry or painting. Chen Ao held his chin and thought.

First of all, the details of this prodigy are still unclear, and they are confident in painting. As for playing poetry, I am afraid that it is not the opponent of this guy. This prodigy is prepared and has no choice but to take shortcuts.

When giving gifts, Chen Ao believes that this is the most important link. Who can be a book boy? Playing with poetry and painting is just an embellishment. For a wife, character is the most important. There is no criterion for judging whether a character is good or not, it depends entirely on the wife's feelings.

A more appropriate statement is the intuition of a woman. If the wife is a good age, it should be the intuition of a manopausal woman.

The lady said you can do it, and the lady said you can do it, and the lady said you can do it, and the lady said you can do it, and you can do it.

The first impression in front of the lady is the most important.

This impression depends on who can touch the wife's heart.

Therefore, gifts must be carefully selected and no mistakes can occur.

"Brother Shen, what were you and the young master muttering just now?" Chun'er came over and asked carefully when she saw Chen Ao's face.

Chen Ao's mood was cloudy and sunny, and he laughed and said, "I decided to compete with that prodigy, but there is something that Chuner needs to help."

Chun'er raised her chest and obviously thought she could be proud of Chen Ao's help: "Chun'er did her best."

"So full." Chen Ao's eyes were almost hooked, and he moved away from the peaks reluctantly, and coughed awkwardly: "You go and ask about your wife's hobbies and tell me."

Chun'er said, "Why don't you know your wife's preferences when I am with my wife? Her wife is taciturn but has a very good temperament. She goes to the inner palace's Buddhist temple to worship Buddha every day, but I wonder if this is a preference?"

"Of course!" Chen Ao snapped his fingers, and the inspiration was already coming: "What kind of Buddha is he worshiping? Is it Bodhi Mother, Tathagata, Vajra, etc."

Chun'er gave him a blank look: "What Bodhi mother, the lady worshipped Empress Guanyin."

"Oh." Chen Ao nodded and asked again: "Who is the head of the inner palace? Can you speak in front of your wife on weekdays?"

Chun'er said: "Zhao is a good person, he is loyal to his wife and is also good to us servants. He also likes to worship Buddha, so his wife often talks to him."

Chen Ao realized that his opponent was extraordinary, no wonder that Zhou Heng was not at ease when he spoke in front of his wife. This Zhao Master must be a very smooth and insidious guy. In this competition, he would definitely help his nephew with the relationship he was close to his wife.

"But fortunately, this servant also has a trump card, and he has Chun'er as an insider, haha..." Chen Ao smiled proudly and said, "Chun'er, if the wife mentioned me these days, you must remember..."

Chun'er interrupted, "Of course I've spoken well for Brother Shen."

Chen Ao shook his head: "No, don't say good things about me, don't say bad things about me."

"Bad words?" Chun'er's big eyes flashed with doubt.

Chen Ao held his hands and said in Chun'er's tone: "Madam, this Chen Ao... I heard from Master Zhao that this person is erotic and lazy. He can show off his words when he knows a few big words. He always procrastinates his work... and can be said like this."

Chun'er said embarrassedly: "I...I can't lie. Brother Shen is obviously very good, but he is not that bad."

Chen Aoyu was so earnest that he destroyed people tirelessly: "This is not a lie, this is a lie of kindness. Okay, my good Chun'er, don't worry and boldly arrange this servant."

Chun'er hesitated for a long time before uttering a whistle. Seeing that it was getting late, she said goodbye: "I'm going back to the inner palace. Brother Shen, I'll see you again next time, right?"

Chen Ao said, "I will see you again in Mid-Autumn Festival." After saying that, he carefully held Chun'er's cheek: "I remember to dress up beautifully at that time, so it would be best to make this servant's eyes lit up, haha."

Chun'er's face turned red and she opened Chen Ao's hand embarrassedly: "Brother Shen is not serious again."
Chapter completed!