A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 178 Provocation (4)
With the sound of silk and bamboo, the clear spirit was empty, and the dancers entered the arena one after another. The envoys of the Northern Dynasty were fascinated by the dance, and the ministers of the Luo Dynasty sitting around felt very uncomfortable.

Thirty days after drinking, Xiao He, the envoy of the Northern Dynasty, suddenly held up the wine glass, shook it slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at Huangfu Lin and said, "I heard that Luo Dynasty is rich in talents, and my emperor has heard about it for a long time. Waiting to bring a famous scholar from the Northern Dynasty, I hope to compete with the Gui Dynasty, so that I can open my eyes."

He spoke casually, but his words were full of provocation.

I am afraid that this time I came prepared, this Northern Dynasty is too arrogant, hateful!
Everyone gritted their teeth.

Huang Fulin's complexion couldn't be changed, but the shrewd and wise man always maintained the demeanor that a king of a country should have: "Thank you for the emperor of the Northern Dynasty, my Luo Dynasty is indeed a good place with a lot of talents. Since the envoy wants to If you want to learn from each other, then it’s no harm to learn from each other.”

The hearty laughter seemed to have penetrating power, piercing through everyone's eardrums. Since everyone praised it, why would he not accept it?
Xiao He's complexion finally changed a bit. He didn't expect that his casual words would give Emperor Luo Chao a chance to look good. Damn it, wait a minute, he must let them see how powerful he is in the Northern Dynasty.

"Nowadays is a good time for all kinds of flowers to bloom. Why don't you take a scene and draw a picture of the beauty of the imperial garden?" Xiao He said with a smile on his face, full of pride of achievement.

Everyone couldn't help paying secretly, and they didn't know where that person's self-confidence came from. The competition hadn't started yet.

"Why not, come here, I will serve you with pens and inks." Huang Fulin shouted loudly, and immediately some eunuchs left the banquet and hurriedly prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

After a while, the table was brought up, and everything needed for painting on it was readily available.

Xiao He winked at the people beside him, and saw a man stand up and walk out.

"Your Majesty, this is a talented painter of our dynasty, with superb painting skills, let him compete with the talents of your dynasty." Xiao He said calmly to Huangfulin after the man walked out.

Huangfu Lin was taken aback, thinking secretly who should be sent up to compete with others, looking at Xiao He's confident appearance, it seemed that this competition of painting skills, which was clearly a competition but was actually a competition, was definitely won. He can't take it lightly.

The sharp eyes slowly scanned everyone present, who is more accomplished in painting skills?They can't lose to the Northern Dynasty, even if they lose in wars and talent competitions, what face does the Luo Dynasty have to gain a foothold?

While worrying, Concubine Chen Ye Xiang suddenly stood up, and the red skirt was spread out on the ground. She was full of a Buddha body, and said softly: "Your Majesty, my concubine is not talented, and I am fighting to make a fool of myself."

Huangfu Lin was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a look of joy: "Okay, let the concubine concubine compete with the envoys of the Northern Dynasty." Why did he forget that in terms of painting skills, concubine Chen is undoubtedly the best candidate , her painting has already reached the point of perfection, at least it is the most outstanding painting he has ever seen.

With Concubine Chen participating, Huang Fulin's confidence immediately increased.

Ye Xiang smiled softly, and his eyes rolled around, looking charming and soft to the bone.

The expression in Xiao He's eyes was dim and unclear, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the two people in the middle without blinking.

The painter of the Northern Dynasty took out a piece of green ink from his bosom, took the eunuch's prepared one aside, took his own and began to grind it.

The two of them glanced at the scenery of the garden, and wrote at the same time, their movements seemed to flow like clouds and flowing water.

Everyone waited with bated breath, and about the time when they touched a stick of incense, they closed their pens. On the table, a hundred flowers bloomed, as if they had grown on it. Each of the flowers in Ye Xiang's pen was delicate and vivid, as if hanging in the flowers , it is inevitable that people will think it is a real flower.

Compared with Ye Xiang, the paintings of Northern Dynasties painters are slightly inferior.

Huangfu Lin raised his eyebrows lightly, and his deep eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

Concubine Chen proudly raised her head and glanced at the painter, as if declaring victory. Not only her, but everyone in the Luo Dynasty thought so. Concubine Chen's painting skills are as good as gods. In this competition, everyone in the industry can tell who won .

I thought I would see the pale face of the envoy of the Northern Dynasty, but it was not the case. He was still laughing arrogantly like an old god. There was no sign of losing in that appearance.

Could it be that the Northern Dynasty wanted to play tricks?

While everyone was guessing, a jaw-dropping scene appeared. Colorful butterflies flew from a distance. Gather honey.

Everyone gasped, looking at the astonishing sight in disbelief.

How can it be?

The hundreds of flowers he painted clearly resembled each other in appearance, even if butterflies mistakenly thought they were real flowers, they should belong to the imperial concubine Chen, and it was impossible for people from the Northern Dynasty.

It's unbelievable, the artist's painting actually attracted butterflies, this... this is really amazing!

No wonder Xiao He looked so swearing, it turned out that they had hidden this trick.

What's more, the paintings that can attract butterflies are simply amazing. Even if you don't want to admit it, you have to admire the masterful paintings of the painters of the Northern Dynasty.

Concubine Chen's expression changed from arrogance to astonishment, and the slightest smile still froze on her face, making her look very nondescript.

Huangfu Lin looked at the butterflies "gathering honey" on the painting with a gloomy face, violent anger swept over the audience, and his clenched fists were bulging with veins.

Lost, in terms of talent, Luo Chao unexpectedly lost to Bei Chao again.

The painter's face was full of self-satisfaction, and he squinted at everyone, as if to say, what's the matter, I'm dumbfounded.

The faces of all the ministers were extremely dark. Being humiliated by others was really uncomfortable. Everyone was holding a breath of anger in their hearts, wishing to rush forward and drown the envoys of the Northern Dynasty by spitting.

Xiao He didn't seem to notice Huang Fulin's anger, he smiled like a fox and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know how good my painting skills are?"

(End of this chapter)