Tingyun Pavilion is the place where Qin Xue holds sacrifices or poetry, books, rituals and music activities. It has three floors and can accommodate more than a hundred people.

At this time, the inside and outside the cabinet were very lively, and two rows of prince guards wearing armor and holding tassels had already stood outside the cabinet.

The attic is not only filled with students from piano studies, but also the leaders of the major embroidery and weaving shops in Jiangnan, all of whom are already in charge.

The first of the embroidery business in southern Hunan, the civilians challenged Jiangnan weaving and official zither learning embroidery sects, how could there be no news?

What's more, a playboy girl who can't even hold a needle in the embroidery sect is too topical to face the challenge of the leader of the Hunan Embroidery sect. She had a gambling business earlier and had the odds.

Chu Yu and his group entered Tingyun Pavilion. The Tingyun Pavilion, which was originally crowded, suddenly became quiet, and then it became even more boiling.

Chu Yu was immediately watched by everyone, such as suspicion, ridicule, mockery, jokes, and doubtful eyes intertwined into a stabbing net, under the cover.

She looked at Tingyun Pavilion sitting full of tears without being moved, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "This scene is really big. It's just that if there are no people in this, there wouldn't be so many people who have received the news?"

This person with a lot of heart will not be the second person except the head of the Gong family.

When Aunt Jin heard this, she smiled faintly: "Are you afraid, girl?"

Chu Yu tidied up his clothes and snorted: "What are you afraid of? Even if you lose, I will not be the one who will lose a lot."

After saying that, she turned around and held Qin Sheng's hand and asked the servant to lead her to the seat.

Aunt Jin looked at her relaxed back and was speechless: "…."

This girl's mouth is really poisonous... but to be honest, so what if she loses? She is neither a member of the Qin family nor a real Qin Sheng's mother's aunt, so what can she lose?

But for some reason, watching the girl seriously consider countermeasures and implement her plan in an orderly manner, she inexplicably believed that the girl would not lose.

"Xiaoyu, it's you. Everyone thought that the war with the Gong family was another person. Why did you cause trouble again?" The servant who led Chu Yu to sit suddenly secretly approached Chu Yu and lowered his voice and spoke.

Chu Yu glanced at it and found that the servant was Chuan Yun who had worked with him in the flower field before. He immediately widened his eyes slightly and said happily: "How bad have you been hurt by Prince Ning Hou?"

Chuan Yun looked at her lively and beautiful face, blushed for no reason, and stuttered: "Oh... OK... OK."

Chu Yu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm not causing trouble this time. You guys will take a look at the fun later."

She still likes to deal with these civilians. In this piano school, in addition to the fairies, they are also a little sincere to her.

Chuan Yun blushed even more and said in a stuttering voice: "Well... Xiaoyu, you are so beautiful today..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuan Yun suddenly felt a cold air coming from behind him like a knife. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at a pale face without expression. A pair of strange and ferocious vaginas on it stared at him straight, and the undercurrents in his pupils seemed to swallow him in an instant.

In just a moment, the pale face drooped again, and the ferocious waves disappeared in an instant, as if everything was just a hallucination of Chuan Yun.

That's...what?

Fear wrapped around his heart like fog. Chuan Yun's legs instantly became weak and he said tremblingly: "Your seat is here, I'll leave first."

After speaking, he lowered his head and ran away in a hurry.

Chu Yu was a little confused, but he shook his head and sat down with Qin Sheng who was lowering his head.

Aunt Jin felt something strange, but Qin Sheng had already lowered his face, making people unable to see his expression clearly. Although Aunt Jin was a little worried, she didn't think too much, just thought that he had some discomfort during the wound healing period.

After all, there are more things she needs to deal with today.

for example……

"Madam Jin, I haven't seen you for a year, why don't you go to the capital to go around the capital?" A middle-aged man with gentle and elegant appearance walked towards Aunt Jin's seat surrounded by everyone.

Seeing this, Aunt Jin immediately stood up with Chu Yu and others, and bowed respectfully to the other party: "The civilian woman has met Prince Lian."

Prince Lian smiled and quickly reached out to help Aunt Jin up: "Get up quickly, they are all old friends, and I am not the kind of person who likes to be arrogant."

As he said that, his eyes fell on Chu Yu and raised his eyebrows with interest: "This little girl, I think she is the one who doesn't know how to embroidery, but today she has to replace Qin Xue to meet my son's challenge."

Chu Yu was about to nod and replied, but was stunned...my son?

When did Gong Shaochen become a royal family?

Everyone around them was also surprised, but Aunt Jin smiled calmly: "Prince Lian encountered danger when he traveled in a private tour three months ago. Gong Shao took action, and His Highness was safe and sound, he also got an outstanding adopted son."

As soon as these words were said, everyone's faces changed again - the hope of winning was slim, but now Gong Shaochen has become Prince Lian's adopted son. It is reasonable and reasonable. How could Qin Xue have any chance of winning?

When Chu Yu heard this, his eyes sank slightly, but then he regained his calmness.

"Madam Jin is worthy of being Madam Jin. He listens to all directions and looks at all directions." A pleasant and romantic laughter sounded like a fight between gold and jade.

A tall figure with a dark golden robe and a hand-cranked feather fan led a gorgeous boy to come along with the style. The man had a long, long, long, phoenix eyes, and was still full of affection. He was not the protagonist of today, but who was the young master of the Gong family?

"Sister is so beautiful today, she looks delicious." The twelve or thirteen-year-old cat-eyed boy next to him came up and saluted Prince Lian respectfully with his brother, and then showed a well-behaved and sweet smile to Chu Yu.

When Chu Yu saw the boy, he pulled the corners of his lips speechlessly, but he didn't respond.

She is delicious...what the hell adjective is this?

This kid is indeed weird and can't help but he doesn't know if this guy will show up in front of everyone else's opinion.

Gong Shaochen's eyes fell on the beautiful and beautiful girl who was wearing exquisite purple outfits, like a water lily blooming. Her eyes were rounded around her for several times, but she didn't speak, but her eyes were so exposed that the air seemed to be hot.

Everyone's expressions became strange and embarrassing. After all, everyone remembered the high-profile declaration of the Young Master Gong to Chu Yu yesterday, "I want you, pay for your blood debts and flesh".

Chu Yu was very calm and just gave him an impatient look. She didn't know how much she had seen in prison than this exposed gaze.

Seeing this, Gong Shaochen felt more and more interesting and laughed softly: "Haha, this little girl is so thick-skinned that she is really popular."

His smile made Prince Lian cough in embarrassment: "Shaochen, isn't you going to start? Just sit down."

"Yes, my foster father asked him to sit down." Gong Shaochen smiled and made a gesture of invitation, leading Prince Lian to take his seat.

After a while, everyone took their seats.

The person responsible for presiding over this battle of embroidery was Mr. He. He was one of the great scholars who were highly respected in the Great Yuan Dynasty, and no one in the Gong family in Hunan Province had any objection.

As soon as Mr. Heron took the stage, all the sounds around him remained quiet. After briefly explaining the whole story, he saluted Prince Lian: "Your Highness, can you start the game officially?"

Prince Lian nodded enthusiastically: "It is my honor to be able to make such a grand event that is rare in a century. Please!"

Mr. Heron turned around and raised his voice slightly: "Now, please submit the embroidered scrolls embroidered within ten days. Which side can get the green eyes of His Highness the Prince and choose to offer gifts as the Queen Mother, and that will be the winner."

Gong Shaochen stood up first, raised his hand to salute everyone present, and smiled with his eyebrows: "My not talented Gong Shaochen, the head of the Gong family in Xiangnan, was fortunate to pay tribute to the Queen Mother's thousand-year-old Huashou next year, and I will show my ugly face to all the experts."

The noble man in that scene was straight and thin, his face was as bright as a fusi, and his gorgeous clothes shone brightly, which made him look unparalleled and handsome. He also had a pair of long, long, single phoenix eyes that were happy, angry, and had a romantic spirit. Wherever he looked, he seemed to have a passionate hook, which attracted the souls of the female students in the piano school.

Seeing that the female students blushed, Gong Shaochen's eyes were even more curved like the moon in the sky, and he smiled and said, "Please embroider the scroll."

Everyone looked at Taichung together. As he finished speaking, the four servants wearing exquisite golden silk gloves carefully held a few feet long scroll and slowly unfolded.

As they unfolded, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath in their eyes, and they felt a sudden suddenness in front of their eyes, as if thousands of sea tides were surging towards their faces, and the salty wind storms fog swept through their noses.

The dark light was like a dark and flat lobby. I suddenly saw the sky connected to the water and the water connected to the sky, the blue sea and the sky, the waves were like dark, the silver waves rolled, jumping thousands of feet, smashing the green mountains and black rocks, the light was covered with light, falling flowers drifting, and broken jade splashed into my eyes.

The wind takes off and the clouds surging, the white birds sway wings and the fish soars, the sun reflects the red waves as bright as blood, the long sails in the isolated island are silent, and they sail into the sea and the sky without looking back.

The extreme makes everyone unable to help but take a deep breath, feeling relaxed and happy, but after their feelings are relaxed, they can't help but look at the gradually fading scarlet setting sun, the lonely island sails, inexplicably, the vast world, the world is vast, spring and summer are over, life is over, how many past events make the heart, how many regrets go with the wind, who can turn back in this life is sad.

I only looked at the vastness of the world, and burst into tears.

Someone looked at it, and could not help but cry.

“Woo….”

It was this cry, like a broken jade bowl, that instantly made everyone come to their senses, but they were stunned for a moment, a little unable to come back to their senses, until they found that many people had tears on their faces and tears in their eyes.

A person like Mr. Heron was already stunned, his eyes were a little red, not to mention other people with poor concentration.

"Paipapapapapa..." Someone couldn't help but applaud.

Slowly, everyone couldn't help but raise their hands and applaud vigorously. Even Chu Yu couldn't help but slam his palms and his heart was surging. She finally realized for the first time that the truly wonderful art had the power that could touch people's hearts.

The will move as your heart, and the emotion moves as you wish.

A painting is seen by different people, some people view feelings, and some people view their hearts, but they can't help but be addicted to the scroll at the same time and feel a lot of movement. This is the highest level of painting.

Even the worst students in the piano school have extremely high appreciation ability, so everyone sighed together - it is indeed the last work of the Contemporary Painting Sacred Palace, and it is no wonder that Prince Lian almost emptyed the entire palace just to seek painting, even if he was able to view it in the end.

"I am afraid that there is no scroll in this world that can be used to make it. It is really a priceless treasure." A person in charge of the embroidery store looked at the scroll and couldn't help but sigh.

Another weaving master couldn't help but sigh: "There is a higher requirement for embroidery skills and embroidery masters when painting well. If it weren't for the outstanding embroidery craftsman, it would only ruin this peerless masterpiece. Gong Shaochen and Gong family embroidery masters could show the palace painting saint's pen name within ten days, and the artistic conception would not be deteriorated. It's really... amazing."

The moment the embroidery scroll was unfolded, someone subconsciously raised his hand to block the tide that was rushing towards him.

The floating clouds move and the sea tide is clear. Even the reflection of the water droplets on the fish's body has been used in more than ten embroidery methods, which makes people think it will roll all over the ground.

There are already Wushuang's artistic conception and pearls and jades, but lifelike, which has become the lowest evaluation of this peerless embroidery picture.

"The world is the best." Mr. Heron nodded faintly and concluded.

He is a great scholar and never denies objective facts just because of his own position.

What's more, such facts cannot be denied.

"This embroidery scroll...this embroidery scroll...if I got it, I would rather die in the morning and night!" Prince Lian stood up excitedly, and half of his body stuck out of the seat railing, his face full of tears, and he grabbed the railing tightly with tears.

He was nicknamed Huazi, and was famous for his elegant prince. He could not withstand such temptation, and he wished he could immediately put the embroidered scroll back into his arms.

As soon as Prince Lian said this, everyone in Qinxue showed a desperate and helpless expression of "It turns out to be so".

In fact, Prince Lian doesn’t even have to say this. No one in Qinxue thinks Chu Yu will win. Faced with such a picture, even if the zither god of Cixin takes action himself, he can only win with five points.

What's more, an outsider like Chu Yu?

Adding to Prince Lian's words, he understood what he would choose when he told everyone.
To be continued...