The First Auxiliary Road from the Imperial Examination

The sound of children crying was heard in Qingyuan Palace.

Following the sound, I saw a little boy lying on his back in the study room of the side hall, fiddling with his hands and feet, crying and scolding.

Listening carefully, she kept complaining about how her aunt refused to be her teacher.

Queen Sheng Ran sat nearby, massaging her forehead and starting to circulate her Qi.

But this guy became more and more addicted to making trouble and even forgot to look at the adults' expressions.

Instead, Sheng Yuan, who had forced the kid to stay, saw it clearly and felt that the little guy probably couldn't avoid a good beating.

"Yuan Jie'er." Sheng Ran clenched and unclenched his fists, and was about to scold her when he saw his sister, who was originally watching the show, start to twitch. He couldn't help but look sideways, "What are you doing, little girl?"

Sheng Yuan took out a special paintbrush from her embroidery bag, waved it towards her sister with a smile, and then called Zhiyu: "Quickly bring the drawing paper, I want to quickly draw a picture of children playing!"

"Ah?" Zhiyu looked at Sheng Yuan who was in great mood for painting, then looked at the bear baby on the ground, and then looked at Queen Sheng Ran with some embarrassment.

As soon as Sheng Ran saw the playful look in her sister's eyes, she knew that this girl was up to no good. She was a little hesitant at first, but when she saw the bear baby, who was noisy and excited just now, lying on the ground with his ears erect and paddling slowly, she immediately changed her mind and nodded to Zhiyu: "One is noisy, two are noisy, let them do whatever they want!"

Zhiyu smiled and said yes, without asking for the help of the little palace maid. She brought two stacks of fine drawing paper and placed them in front of Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan said thank you with a smile, spread the drawing paper on a few nearby stools, picked up the paintbrush and quickly sketched the image of the naughty boy playing tricks on the ground, vividly.

When Sheng Ran saw the adorable fat baby in the painting, she thought it was so cute that the anger that had just emerged had disappeared long ago.

"Oh, our Third Miss's painting skills have become even more sophisticated. From what I see, it seems like she is gradually returning to the original state!" Zhiyu could see it clearly from the side, so the more she looked at the details that were gradually being completed, the more amazed she was.

"Sister Zhiyu always praises me like this." Sheng Yuan said happily, and added a few strokes to the portrait of Xiongwa. Suddenly, the whole painting seemed to come alive.

"If you add a snot here, it will be more vivid." Sheng Ran pointed at the beautified detail and asked Sheng Yuan to complete it. "She was willing to bury the snot, so you should have been willing to draw it. This is called recording according to the actual situation."

“Don’t worry, don’t worry!” Sheng Yuan waved her hand and asked her sister to continue looking. “If I only drew one picture, why would I ask Sister Zhiyu to give me that whole pile!”

Sheng Ran looked at this sister who was no less troublesome than Xiongwa in silence: "I forgot that you are also a naughty and annoying girl!"

"I'm just painting here peacefully, how can I be naughty?!" Sheng Yuan disagreed with this assessment, "Besides, I'm an adult, how can I still be naughty?!"

"..." Sheng Ran saw that she was serious and seemed to really believe it. She was speechless for a long time before slowly nodding her head and saying, "So this is how you think of yourself."

At the moment, Sheng Yuan was busy concentrating on enhancing the different details of each portrait, so he didn't hear whether the words were good or bad, and he just said "hmm" casually, which sounded quite shameless.

Sheng Ran knew her sister very well, so she stopped bothering her and just kept playing with the tea bowl, looking angrily.

"Hmm." The bear baby felt exhausted after lying on the ground. If someone still noticed her at this moment, she might be able to keep on howling a few times, but seeing that everyone's attention was on her aunt's paintings, she lost the motivation to persist.

The big grape-like eyes flashed, and the little guy fluttered twice in a dull manner, then changed from lying flat to crawling, and then stood up with his hands on the ground. The surrounding palace maids and attendants wanted to go forward to serve, but Zhiyu stopped them after receiving the Queen's signal.

Pingwa was so busy brushing the dust off himself that he didn't pay much attention to all this. After he got closer to see the portrait drawn by Sheng Yuan, he forgot about Cai Ning and the others.

"Aunt, why did you spend so much? I don't see any difference!" Xiongwa sniffed and came close to Sheng Yuan's hand, looking at his exaggerated movements in the painting in confusion.

"Princess, please don't worry. Wait for me to make the portrait move."

"The portrait can still move? Auntie, don't lie to me!"

Just as Pinwa finished her question, she saw the pages of the drawn portraits in her aunt's hands being quickly turned, and then the scene of the naughty boy throwing a tantrum and rolling around appeared.

The little kid was so surprised that he jumped up and shouted, "It really moved! The portrait really moved!"

"I want it! I want it!" The little guy looked at the stack of drawing papers eagerly, threw himself into Sheng Yuan's arms and shouted that he wanted to collect it.

"Here you go. I'll draw another one for you when I get back." Sheng Yuan was not stingy and handed it over directly.

The little girl held it in her hand with great care, and carefully imitated her aunt's movements of flipping through the pages, staring intently at the continuous dynamic images, and asked casually, "I've already drawn it once, why do you need to draw it again?"

Sheng Yuan came over to watch her play, and said as a matter of course: "I want to collect it!"

"Huh?!" Xiongwa paused, feeling something was wrong. He raised his head and looked at her in confusion, "Collect?"

Sheng Yuan didn't seem to be joking. He nodded and said, "Yes! Collect it!"

Hearing this, Xiongwa became nervous for no reason: "This, this, this...what is the collection value of this?!"

"Princess, don't be modest. As long as it's your portrait, it has collection value." Sheng Yuan said to her with a smile, "Of course, it may not seem to have much significance in the short term, but if you look at the future, you will find its value."

"A further, more distant time?" Although Pingwa did not detect any cunning in her aunt's eyes, she vaguely felt that the other party was not up to the mark.

"Further away! You can call it the further future." Sheng Yuan clasped his hands and smiled, then raised his finger and pointed out the window, "Meng Haoran said that human affairs are subject to change, and the past and present are connected; you should not be bound by one day or one night, but look to the further future, let's look at three to five hundred years, or even one to two thousand years. If people at that time see this painting, what kind of impact will it have?"

"..." The child didn't say anything. It wasn't because he didn't want to talk, but mainly because his lips were trembling.

"If the archaeologists of that time had found this painting, they would have been shocked: Wow, it turns out that the famous Princess Zhaode in history, the empress whose fame was later passed down through the ages, also liked to roll around on the ground like an ordinary child before she was crowned as the heir!"

"Wow~~" When Xiongwa heard the last part, he felt that his fame would not be continued in his lifetime, and he was immediately extremely angry and ashamed. He couldn't hold back for a moment, and he cried out "Ah", and burst into tears again.

"My fame that will be passed down through the ages! My future good reputation! Woohoo, my aunt is so unrefined! I, I, I don't want my aunt to be my teacher anymore!" (End of this chapter)