Chapter 133: Win or lose (1)

The emperor is not in a hurry, the is anxious
This sentence is really a bit of a fake.
Seeing Ling Jingwei or the slow-moving look, Ling Jing can't wait to grab the pen in her hand and write poems on her behalf.
Speaking of it, although the two are cousins, they have not been close for so many years. One lives in the capital, one lives in Dingzhou, and there is no connection. Ling Jingyi only knows that Ling Jing is good at planting peony. As for the level of poetry and calligraphy, he knows nothing about it.
Ling Jing sees Ling Jing's eagerness to scratch his ears, and he can't help but laugh, and no longer laughs and laughs. Concentrate on the pen and drop the pen.
The tip of the pen falls lightly on soft, white rice paper, leaving a deep or shallow ink mark.
There is no hesitation, and there is no hesitation.
Have a good grasp of the chest.
With only one tea, the map is already done. Adding a pen to a poem is also done in one go.
Ling Jingyu on the side has already seen it, and the apricot is round and a boss who is unconsciously Zhang: "Ah, aunt, you finished painting so soon."
Ling Jing rushed Ling Jing and smiled a smile: "Sister Tang, there is not much time left. You still have a lot left."
Being reminded by Ling Jing, Ling Jing was only able to wake up, and then he talked innocently and immediately bowed his head.
Everyone in the room was paying attention to the movement on this side. When Ling Jingyi made a poem in such a short time, he was amazed.
Regardless of the poetry and paintings, this single speed and calmness is better than the Fumin County Lord’s masterpiece.
It’s a pity that I’m a little farther away, and I’m not able to see how the paintings are.
Seeing that time is coming, most people have not finished painting and calligraphy in their hands, and they are busy writing down poems and painting, and no one is leaving to watch.
The head of Fumin County who bowed to the draft. The ears are always old. When she heard that Ling Jingyi had finished poetry and painting, she could not help but be surprised.
Surprised in my heart, I couldn’t help but tremble.
Damn
The main man of Fumin County looked at the little ink, and the sulking gas in his heart almost spurted out of his nose. But it is useless to be depressed and annoyed at this time. You can only draw a lotus leaf and cover the ink.
It took time to talk about it, and it also slightly affected the original pattern.
They all blame the wicked and Ling Jing, who has not been writing before. Suddenly the pen. Even more quickly than she painted, it was just a deliberate statement that disturbed her.
To write and write poetry, you need to calm down and peace of mind, in order to make a good poem. The anger of Fumin County is anxious. The pen is not stable enough, and the pen power is rough.
Princess Changping sat on the main side of Fumin County, and looked coldly for a while, faintly reminding: "Fumin. You are too anxious."
The main man of Fumin County clenched his lips and flashed a hint of shame in his eyes.
She didn't know that she was too anxious to be emotional. I really can't control it if I want to control it. The more I want to calm myself down, the more my heart is going.
If you forget it, it will be better than the stinky one.
Fumin County’s main put down the pen, a little provincial. This one-hundredness of this picture is also considered a top product. Ling Jingwei only used a cup of tea time to make a good poem, can it be stronger than her?
Think about it this way. The self-confidence of the Fumin County Lord was strong and raised, and he raised his head proudly.
As soon as I looked up, I just met the quiet eyes.
Fumin County’s main provocatively pulled his lips.
Ling Jing 姝 back with a light smile.
This smile is seen in the eyes of the Lord of Fumin County. It is tantamount to provocation
The temper of the Lord of Fumin County rushed up, and his heart sneered. Now you still laugh out. When you cry later, you can’t cry.
"Time is up"
Princess Changping announced that all the girls had stopped writing.
However, the attention of everyone is clearly on the body of Fumin County and Ling Jingwei today. If you decide to win or lose, some people have to jump to the lake to collect.
Whether the winner will be Fumin County or Ling Jingwei
If the Fumin County Lord wins, it is impossible for Ling Jing to hide. In the unlikely event that Ling Jing won, the arrogant Fumin County owner will really not jump into the lake.
The more you think, the more excited you are, the more you expect, the love is very simple, the sweetheart is careful. Please be careful.
Originally ordinary ordinary reward banquet, because of this extra episode, suddenly appeared nervous and exciting.
Princess Changping is obviously quite interested. She smiles and greets Su Ying: "The palace is judged by one person, it is easy to leave, and there is also the suspicion of shelter. Miss Su, come over, judge with me."
Su Ying was pleased to say: "It is the command of the Princess of the Princess, then I am disrespectful."
After all, Su Ying is only a teenage girl. No resistance to such exciting things.
On behalf of a group of young girls, Jiang Rongyue said: "His Royal Highness, although we are not qualified for judging, we also want to enjoy the poetry of Fumin County and Miss Ling Jiu together."
Everyone has spoken and echoed.
Princess Changping raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Whether, everyone is curious, come over together. First look at Fu Min's poems and paintings, then see Miss Ling Jiu."
The crowd quickly surrounded the Princess Changping and the head of Fumin County.
Among them, there are even quiet and quiet.
Fumin County’s master stunned Ling Jing’s eyes, and his eyes were full of mockery:
Miss Ling Ling also want to see the poems of the county’s masters?

Ling Jingwei smiled slightly: "It is rare to have a chance to ask the county owner. I naturally don't want to miss it. I will welcome it if the county owner wants to see my poetry and painting later."
The head of Fumin County was stunned and could not speak.
Before everyone was surrounded by her poems and paintings, when you said a word of praise, the face of Fumin County’s Lord regained a proud smile.
The Fumin County Lord also has a proud qualification.
Her reward map is bright and colorful, with a pool of lotus ponds, green lotus leaves covering the lake, and lotus flowers. The lotus roots of the pool are like a face.
The title poem is also quite exciting.
The breeze shakes the purple leaves and reveals the bamboo house.
The pool is so green, I am red.
Within a short period of time, completing such a poem can be seen in the deep foundation of Fumin County. Not a straw bag
Princess Changping’s pertinent comment:
It’s a good work

Su Ying also smiled and said: "The poetry of the county magistrate is really wonderful." Suddenly said: "On this place, there are some slight flaws."
The thin fingers point to the lotus leaf that is added by the ink marks. More than one lotus leaf is nothing, but it slightly destroys the original perfect composition.
The Fumin County Lord also had to admire Su Ying’s gaze: "Yes, this is to cover up the ink marks and more paintings."
"I don't cover jade." Su Ying said with a smile: "I am also picking bones in the egg. In this world, it is difficult to have a perfect painting."
Ling Jing姝 secretly nodded. Su Ying's eyes are precise, and the name of the first talented woman in Beijing is not a name.
Next, it’s the turn of silence. To be continued.