Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 338
"Wow! The painting is really good!"

On the stage, the joint painting between Ruan Ranran and the fourth prince Yelu Chuyang has ended. They painted a picture of the Queen Mother at the Peach Blossom Party on March [-], but they changed the face of the Queen Mother to that of Queen Mother Jiang, and even her expression was always cold The empress dowagers all smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

The Empress Dowager is on par with the Queen Mother. This is a big flattery. The two of them are pretty good at painting.

"Chu Yang and Miss Ruan's paintings are really good. Your Majesty, didn't you say there is some reward?"

The queen mother took the lead in applauding, and pushed the reward to the emperor.

Qingli gave Ruan Ranran a thumbs-up, she seemed really smart, if she wrote a poem on this occasion, she would step down immediately, and it would not be able to surprise her at all, unless she didn't want to show off at all and made up her mind to fool her.

"Qingli, the emperor and the imperial concubine are discussing, what reward do you think they can give."

Shui Linghuan's eyes sparkled, and there was envy on her face, "Sister Ruan is indeed talented, now those who say that Sister Ruan can only compose poetry can shut up, look at this painting, tsk tsk, it's really good. "

"I don't know, left and right are just giving some gold and silver treasures."

Although Qing Li said so, she always felt that something was wrong. Her eyesight was excellent, but just now, she saw the flash of pride in Concubine Jiang's eyes.

"Since the queen mother said that she would give a reward, I can't be stingy, Chu Yang, you are also sixteen, and you haven't married the main concubine yet, I think Miss Ruan is not bad, and there is not much difference in age between you, it is a good marriage. "

Emperor Hongde spoke very directly. As soon as the words came out, the people below were as if they had exploded, but they were all discussing in low voices, some were envious, and some were jealous. Under the crown prince, Ruan Ranran is a well-deserved crown prince!
"That's right, Miss Ruan's poems are excellent, and the painters are also amazing. She is definitely a model among the ladies. This jade coral head hairpin is a tribute from Fanwai, I reward you."

Concubine Jiang still looked the same, Qianqian took off the hairpin from the bun with her bare hands, and inserted it on Ruan Ranran's head with her own hands.

However, Qingli tasted something else, saying that Ruan Ranran was a model, so what about the outstanding talents of Simei in the capital, Concubine Jiang didn't even mention it, this was clearly a compliment in front of everyone, but it was actually a stumbling block Bitterness is completely turning Ruan Ranran into a target, and many ladies looked at it with unkind eyes.

"Ran Ran can't be praised by the imperial concubine, thank you for the reward."

Ruan Ranran knelt down on the ground in fear, covered in cold sweat, trying to keep calm, but her heart was like a calm lake dropping a boulder, causing countless ripples, but she was not happy.

It's not wrong that her father is the servant of the household department, but he is only a third-rank official. It is a bit difficult for her to be the third prince and concubine, let alone the fourth prince who is born with a noble name. She is also a poor scholar, step by step to where she is today. The servant of the household department looks nice, and there is a minister on it. Her father is not particularly good at making money, and he has no cliques. For the fourth prince, is this to make the third prince Yelu Churen the crown prince?
You are not joking, the emperor messed up the mandarin ducks, basically the matter of Ruan Ranran being the fourth prince's concubine was settled, and he waited for the official decree in the early court, Qingli frowned, feeling that the situation was not good, the third prince seemed to be better than the fourth prince. The prince is still a few years older, and he doesn't have a concubine yet. It seems that the emperor is trying his best to find a good family for him.

Ruan Ranran, who was the first to perform, easily won the title of concubine. Many ladies who don't know the truth are like chicken blood. If she performs well, she might be able to become the concubine of the third prince. Without the position of concubine, the young general Chunyu and the young master of the Yun family are not engaged.

The second lady who came on stage was not outstanding, she was cooperating with another young master, she sang a ditty, and the young master played the flute, the two of them collaborated at half a beat, and finally the young master's flute sound stopped, and the young lady hadn't finished singing yet. There was a small laugh from the bottom, the young man patted his head in embarrassment, the young lady's face and neck were flushed with embarrassment, her face was almost buried in her chest, the two people who seemed to be unfamiliar, not everyone has that kind of tacit understanding of.

"Qingli, what should I do, it's my turn!"

Shui Linghuan took Qingli's hand, her hands were covered with cold sweat, it could be seen that she was worried, and she held on to Qingli's sleeve and did not let go.

"Ling Huan, Zhao Wanqing has already got up, you follow, don't worry, you still can't trust me."

Qingli held Shui Linghuan's hand, patted it twice, and then nodded her head twice with a serious expression.

"Shui Linghuan, this is the fate of you and me. You will die in a while!"

Zhao Wanqing hooked the corners of her mouth, gloating, "Wait to offend Tianyan later, haha, because you are too redundant."

It was still the same as Ruan Ranran's group, a maid moved up to the desk, Zhao Wanqing and the unlucky young man buried their heads, only Shui Linghuan stood alone in the middle of the stands with big eyes blinking.

The ladies and gentlemen down there didn't know why, but they also vaguely sensed Zhao Wanqing's ostracism, and they disdain Zhao Wanqing even more in their hearts. Regardless of whether there is any hatred in normal times, avenging personal revenge on such occasions is so narrow-minded that people look down upon them.

"This is the young lady of the Shui family. She is flexible when she looks at people. She doesn't feel frightened just by herself."

As soon as Concubine Jiang raised her hand, the maid behind her brought up tea, she blew on it slightly, and said coquettishly, "The emperor is biased, none of my concubines have so much cloud tea, so you gave it to Chu Ren. "

"Yes, if I remember correctly, her father is a third-rank political envoy." Emperor Hongde was in a good mood, nodded repeatedly, and just smiled at Concubine Jiang's coquettishness. Both of them had long sleeves, and Qingli noticed that The hands under the sleeves of the two men overlapped.

After a while, Zhao Wanqing and that young master succeeded in painting. On the stage, she smiled and looked like a graceful lady with standard etiquette. She spoke slowly and softly to introduce the meaning of the painting to everyone.

The paintings are pine and cypresses and cranes, which symbolize longevity. The ancients seem to like to use pine and cypresses as a metaphor for not getting old, but Qingli thinks that it is better to draw a turtle that can live for 1 years.

After being praised, Zhao Wanqing returned the gift gracefully, whispered a few words to the young master next to her to step down, and when passing by Shui Linghuan, said in a low voice, "You're doomed!"

"My daughter, Shui Linghuan, really doesn't have any talents that can be shown. Just now, Ms. Zhao and Mr. He made a painting, and my daughter put on a brocade appliqué and added a poem."

Shui Linghuan pretended to be calm, but she was so nervous that even Shui Lingli down there was worried. She didn't know how important her cousin was, how could she make poems.

(End of this chapter)