Chapter 151： 151 Uncle and the Princess

Chapter 151 Chapter 151 Uncle and the Princess

When he returned to the venue, he happened to catch up with Su Yanzu painting with ink. Thousands of eyes were focused on him, but he was as calm and calm as the breeze in the mountain stream. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the painting. The tip of his pen flowed out of the Aozhimei in front of the academy and the hillside. The refreshing bamboo in the valley, the elegant orchid in the valley.

The four gentlemen described by writers are almost all painted separately, but Su Yanzu composed the three gentlemen on one picture, ① from top to bottom, with only a few strokes, seemingly done on a whim.

"In fact, the brushwork changes endlessly, including lifting, pressing, pausing, setting back, light, heavy, slow, and urgent. The ink used is thick, light, dry, and wet. The composition points, lines, and surfaces are all flesh and blood, and full of rhythm. The plum, bamboo and orchid have all the shapes and spirits. Without the experience of life and the 'Tao and skills' of 'the unity of man and nature', it is impossible to create such a painting."

Su Yanli exclaimed while explaining to his daughter, "Your brother-in-law deserves to be admitted to the Imperial College."

Su Ruojin raised his head and looked at his father. He felt pity for his talent, a sense of regret, and sadness. His emotions were complicated and indescribable.

She was thoughtful and couldn't help but ask, "Dad, have you met your biological mother?"

Su Yanli paused, looked down at his daughter, and reached out to stroke the top of her plush hair. In front of the soft daughter, his unspeakable emotions were relieved. He didn't want to talk about the grudges of the previous generation, but his daughter's clear big eyes Eyes, I couldn't help but say a few words.

“I have seen it, but the one-year-old child has no memory.”

It means I have never seen it.

“Did you die in a fight in the inner courtyard?”

Su Yanli pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then answered his daughter's question: "Maybe, I don't know."

The world is like this. An aunt's mother without a legitimate son can tolerate the biological mother of a concubine's daughter living peacefully, but there are not many biological mothers of a concubine who hope to adopt the illegitimate mother's side.

Whether the biological mother really fell ill and passed away, or the aunt took advantage of her illness to promote it, no matter which one, the result was that he would never see the poor woman who gave birth to him again.

While hating the ruthlessness of my aunt, I admired the talent of my aunt.

Ever since he left Pingjiang Mansion and settled in the capital, Su Yanli had put aside everything in the past. He knew that as long as he was willing to work hard, he could become famous and return to his hometown in glory and seek justice for his biological mother. However, he did not choose to do this. He respected his true nature. He tried to be his true self, and he hoped that his biological mother, Youzhi Quanxia, ​​could forgive him for his indifference.

Sadness, guilt... Suddenly, his father felt like a big mountain was weighing him down, and he couldn't breathe. Su Ruojin stretched out his hands to wrap Su Yanli's big hand, "Dad, there will be a destiny for good and evil."

"Maybe."

With the comfort of his daughter, Su Yanli put aside his grudges again and asked gently, "Where is your brother?"

Su Ruojin turned around and said, "He's following the little prince!"

Caught off guard, Su Ruojin was hit on the forehead by his father, "Young lady, what are you talking about?"

The sad dad a moment ago suddenly turned into a beating dad. Su Ruojin puffed her lips and stared angrily, "Just now I asked my brother to pee in front of everyone!"

Is this daughter hopeless?

Seeing that her father's face was as dark as pot ashes, Su Ruojin ran away quickly and disappeared into nowhere.

Su Yanli:…

There is no doubt that Su Yanzu used one of his poems to create a painting, which truly combined the painting within the poem, the words within the painting, and the integration of words and painting, conveying his own artistic conception of being like an orchid and a bamboo, with a refreshing breeze and elegance.

A great scholar recommended him on the spot and guaranteed him admission to the Imperial Academy. Prince Luo smiled and said, "Mr. Min, don't worry, I will take care of this."

Seeing that Su Yanzu was about to be dragged to the door of the third prince, Zhao Lan motioned to Prince Wei to come forward.

Before Prince Wei could take action, someone spoke up, "Prince Luo, come here, beauty. Mr. Su, since his brother has the worries, you don't need to do it for him."

Everyone saw the dignified and luxurious Princess Yuehua approaching, and they all stood up and saluted, "I...have met Her Highness the Princess!"

"小民... I've seen Her Royal Highness the Princess..." 　　　 A large number of people knelt down on the field.

Su Yanli brothers looked at each other and knelt down quickly.

Prince Luo suppressed his displeasure and bowed, "I have met Her Royal Highness the Princess." The third prince who was born to his aunt was stopped halfway. He was really unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it. Yuehua was the sister of the same mother as King Jin. , and the emperor's favorite cousin, so he could only try to recruit people.

The headmaster of Dongshan Academy invited the nobles to the hospital to rest, and the literati dispersed naturally.

After a while, Dongshan Academy finally became quiet.

There was no sound outside. Su Ruojin, who was hiding in the corner of the corridor with King Wu resting against him, was about to get up and leave when he suddenly heard a voice, "Clear the place!"

“Yes, Mammy.”

Clearance? Su Ruojin was so frightened that she slid down from King Wu's chair and hid behind the pillars. It happened to be a blind corner. I don't know if it was because of the girl's perfunctory behavior or something, but she was cleared out without being discovered.

After a while, the long corridor was so empty that you could hear the sound of wind blowing through the leaves. I don’t know how long Her Royal Highness the Princess will rest. Su Ruojin was anxious when she heard soft footsteps.

She stretched out her little head quietly and looked at the person coming. As expected, the only one who could clear the place was Princess Yuehua. Hey, who is following behind? Isn't he his cheap uncle?

How did these two people get together?

Did they become enemies while admiring the peach blossoms?

Su Ruojin's gossip suddenly became aroused, and her big eyes stared at the two of them unblinkingly.

But the two of them didn't speak for any reason. Is it a competition of "whoever speaks first, loses first"?

Her brother-in-law is so good, but he is actually separated from the princess. How awesome! I wonder if the princess will kill the nine tribes when she is angry? He was obviously a well-rounded person, why did he suddenly become mute?

Su Ruojin is anxious for him!

Speak, you should speak quickly. Tell me what is going on quickly, right? She is going out to find her father!

Finally, someone spoke, but it was Princess Yuehua.

Su Ruojin secretly gave a thumbs up, uncle, you are awesome!

“Su Shaobai, don’t hang out in the capital if you don’t have any brains.”

Su Ruojin was so frightened by these words that the princess actually called her brother-in-law a weakling? Oh my God, uncle, what have you done? He had just made a stunning freehand stroke, so why was he scolded by the princess?

Where is my brother-in-law, why don’t you speak?

"What Her Royal Highness the Princess is teaching is that the common people are indeed stupid and should not be troubled by Her Royal Highness."

"You..." Princess Yuehua turned around suddenly and faced the man who fell in love at first sight and thought about him day and night. "Believe it or not, I can go to the palace right now and ask the Holy One to give you to me."

“Xiaominxin.”

The indifferent uncle Mingzhi matches the true-hearted princess, no matter how you want to match him, how good it is! The next second...

Su Yanzu knelt down with his hands raised and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I already have my heart set on something, and I will never change it in this life."

Even the princess dared to refuse. What kind of woman could win such sincerity from her brother-in-law? Su Ruojin was shocked!

Princess Yuehua also seemed to want to know, "Who is she?"

“Your Highness, this is not important!”

① Refer to master Pan Tianshou's freehand freehand painting "Plum, Orchid and Bamboo". Dear friends, if you have time, go and take a look at the freehand freehand brushwork of Chinese treasures ink. It is so artistic and aesthetic.

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