A spoiled pet, the prime minister asks to divorce his wife

Chapter 315 Winning the Second Round
No one knew that at this moment, on the second floor of Baiyan Pavilion, there were several men quietly looking at the hall downstairs.

Cao Xi patted his thigh several times, especially when he heard Gu Qingzhi recite the four poems, he even praised them a few times.

I don't know if it's a poem, or the person who said it?

Fu Liangle looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and didn't comment on anything.

The face of the person sitting next to him was already very ugly, didn't Mr. Cao see it?

Also looked excited.

Fu Liangle looked at the masked man downstairs with complicated thoughts. He should have thought that he had an unusual relationship with that Miss Gu. Looking at it today, I'm afraid the relationship is very close.

It's just that the king's thoughts on that Miss Gu are well known to everyone.

Hey, it's all a mess.

Mo Canglan's eyes were surging. He watched Bai Xiuran walk up to Gu Qingzhi. He didn't know what the two of them were talking about. Gu Qing clasped his fists and bowed to Bai Xiuran with a smile on his face, which made the man's eyes stained. smile.

He knew about Gu Qingzhi leaving the palace with the concubine's badge from the first time. Seeing that she had been out of the palace for a few days, he also pretended to come over to watch.

I just didn't expect him to be there.

Downstairs, Gu Qingzhi rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Cough, that unknown son, I will help you to mention a few words later."

The words she wrote really didn't come to the fore.

Bai Xiuran also knew that her handwriting was really ugly, even Bai Chenxuan's couldn't match it.

It's just that he still has to fight for the reward he deserves. He said in the voice of only two people: "What good will I do for you?"

"When did you become so realistic?" The smile on Gu Qingzhi's face remained unchanged, and he also whispered back, "To help or not to help, don't take advantage of me."

"Help, of course I will help, but with benefits, it will be more enjoyable to help."

If it weren't for so many people staring at him, Gu Qingzhi would have jumped up early, eaten her up and wiped her clean, and still wanted to gain something, it would be good if she didn't ask him for something.

How nice Bai Xiuran was when she lost her memory. Every time she tried her best to help her, she didn't ask for anything in return.

How did he become so calculating after recovering his memory?

Thinking about it this way, Gu Qingzhi suddenly felt that Bai Xiuran, who had lost his memory, was a little too much in the past. Taking advantage of his loss of memory, he always bullied him because he didn't know what happened in the past.

Now that it's back to normal, you can't cheat even if you want to.

"Tell me, what benefits do you want?" Gu Qingzhi trembled in his heart, no matter what she wanted, she agreed first and then regretted it afterwards, anyway, he couldn't do anything with her?
Who is Bai Xiuran? He understands everything she thinks in her heart.

His gaze fell to his chest and remained still, "You should know what I want."

If she wasn't disguised as a man now, she really wanted to cover her chest, was she being molested by Bai Xiuran, "pervert." She spat in a low voice.

"Food is sex, sex is also." He replied indifferently.

Gu Qingzhi was speechless by his cheeky attitude, handed over a writing brush, and saluted: "Master Wuming, please help me later."

Zuo Hong and Su Niang looked at Gu Qingzhi, wondering what Gu Qingzhi was talking about with that masked man?
The people in the hall were also curious, Miss Qin Luo had already started painting, but the people over there were still chatting.

"Master, here comes the wine." Luo Dong stood behind Mu Ye holding the wine jar.

"To...cough...send it to that Mr. Bai, just say that I invited him, and wish him success." Mu Ye almost said that it was sent to the godmother, but fortunately, he responded quickly.

Looking at the drunk wine, Gu Qingzhi didn't shirk it, just unsealed the wine jar, took two sips directly, the aroma of the wine was overflowing, and the mouth was full of fragrance, she rolled her eyes in joy, praised a few times, and her brain immediately There is inspiration.

She dyed the entire east wall black, and the people who watched were puzzled at first. After waiting for a long time, and seeing her dyed black, they lost their patience and all watched Qin Luo paint.

What Qin Luo painted was a peach garden, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and some petals were flying with the wind, which was extremely beautiful.

Waiting for the peach blossoms to become forests, she drew another girl in the depths of the flowers, Cardamom Nianhua, wearing a beautiful dress, although she has not yet formed, she can still imagine the lively and lovely appearance of the girl...

Bai Xiuran watched Gu Qingzhi's figure coming and going by the wall from the beginning to the end.

Although he couldn't guess what she was going to do, he believed that she would draw amazing works again.

Sure enough, time passed slowly, and something different began to appear on the wall.

Many people originally wanted to see Gu Qingzhi's joke, but when they turned their heads to look at it, they suddenly shut their mouths. The picture has not yet formed, but there is already something on it.

A round of bright moon hangs in the far horizon, as bright as jade, and the stars all over the sky reflect each other, shining brightly.

The mountains not far away were hazy, and although the trees at the foot of the mountain couldn't see their colors clearly, they became much quieter because of the darkness.

On the sparkling water surface, moonlight and starlight are reflected on it, and several lanterns are also floating on the water surface, and the Uppong boat is parked in the middle of the water, as if the sky and the earth are within this square inch.

This is not the most amazing thing, everyone discovered that Gu Qingzhi did not know what method he used to connect the sky with the water surface, the mountains reflected under the water, the Milky Way on the starry sky and the stars on the water surface meet, as if the sky is very close.

An ordinary landscape painting, in her hands, draws a three-dimensional reality.

It seems that the water in front of me is alive, and the moon in the sky is real.

Someone came to the east wall in amazement to look at the painting for a long time, then turned around and went outside the door to look at the gloomy sky, and finally muttered to himself: "Unbelievable, unbelievable, I almost thought there was really a bright moon hanging outside the door. The stars of the sky."

The people in Baiyan Pavilion all looked at the east wall in surprise, even Qin Luo stopped the paintbrush in his hand.

In terms of delicacy, she is absolutely better than Gu Qingzhi.

However, Gu Qingzhi's paintings are so graphic that people inadvertently give people the illusion that the paintings on the wall are real.

Cao Xi stood up from the chair all at once, wishing he could get up and lie on the railing. If the king wasn't still sitting here, he would have wanted to go downstairs and have a look.

In a dilapidated house in Mata City, he also saw a painting in which large clusters of peonies were in full bloom, as if they were real.

At that time, when he heard that it was Gu Qingzhi's work, he was so excited that he wanted to discuss it with Gu Qingzhi.

Today, he was even more pleasantly surprised to be able to see from the beginning to the end. She could speak books, dance, write poems, and draw pictures. Such a woman can also be called a generation of strange women.

Fu Liangle looked at the painting on the east wall, and sighed again in his heart. It was understandable that the king could like such a person, but he saw that every time Gu Qingzhi turned around to change the paint, the masked man was helping Gu Qingzhi. If Qingzhi occasionally looks in his eyes, the king is afraid that he has no chance.

Mo Canglan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, he stared closely at the woman downstairs who splashed ink painting wantonly, even in men's clothes, but her charm was hard to stop, people who are serious about painting, I don't know how exciting it is. People are fascinated.

It seemed like he really didn't want to let her go.

"You're done." Gu Qingzhi threw the paintbrush in her hand and rubbed her stiff shoulders. Others just need to stand in front of the table to draw. She always moves a ladder up and down.

Looking at her like that, Bai Xiuran felt a little distressed, and handed her a glass of wine, "You don't know how to take a rest for two whole hours."

"Hey." Gu Qingzhi didn't care, "It seems that I have improved, and it took two hours to get it done."

"What do you want me to write?" Bai Xiuran was helpless to her, but he was very happy to be able to leave his own handwriting on her painting.

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiang Jun has gray hair all night.

When drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy. "

She read the poem slowly, and he picked up a pen and wrote the poem on a blank space.

The flamboyant handwriting, coupled with the starry night, is especially suitable for the scene.

"Good poetry, good calligraphy, good painting, it's wonderful." I don't know who was the first to sigh, and everyone also echoed.

Tao Xiaohua and Tian Baobao were so excited, they held hands together under the table while others were not paying attention.

I never knew that Gu Qingzhi was so powerful, and his paintings were too real and beautiful.

If it wasn't for the fact that Gu Qingzhi's identity could not be revealed, Tao Xiaohua really wanted to shout, "Sister Qingzhi, you are too powerful."

Tian Baobao was equally excited. It was worth seeing people painting like this in this life.

Zuo Hong and Su Niang looked at each other with complicated eyes, sure enough there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, they always look down on others.

Zuo Hong looked at Gu Qingzhi again. She had heard people say that in a house in Mata City, someone painted a wall of peonies on the wall. It was as bright as real, and many people went to see it. .

She also went to see it admiringly, and she really lived up to her reputation, thinking that there are still such paintings in the world.

Unfortunately, a heavy rain later washed the wall clean.

Somehow, she linked that painting with Gu Qingzhi.

That painting is similar to the painting in front of me, and it looks very three-dimensional and real.

Someone who was present had seen the peony painting in the house, and couldn't help asking loudly: "Master Bai, I have seen a peony painting on the wall of a house. I don't know if it is from your hand?"

"No." Gu Qingzhi firmly denied.

"But that painting is very similar to your painting style. I don't know what kind of painting it is?" Everyone was curious about her painting method.

Gu Qingzhi didn't know how to explain to them that her paintings, to the point of transparency, were three-dimensional paintings, just like 3D movies, presenting a three-dimensional aspect, as if they were in the scene.

"When Master taught me back then, he didn't say anything about how to draw. He just asked me to learn it, so I don't know what to draw." Gu Qingzhi said nonsense.

"I don't know who is Mr. Bai's master?" Qin Luo walked over slowly and asked politely.

Among today's painters, she has never heard of any master who paints in this way.

"A bad old man who likes to drink all day long, he's not an expert." Gu Qingzhi replied calmly.

Qin Luo just pretended that she didn't want to say anything, stood by the east wall, looked at the painting carefully, and read the poem again, "Young Master Bai, I admit defeat."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

(End of this chapter)