purple yellow

Hold it high above your head.

This time, there was no more noise, but silence.

It's just because the one written on it is actually the same - "Ping".

"It's amazing... Young Master Bai, it's amazing." Zhang Chao muttered dumbfounded.

Zhan Zhao was also shocked and stood up unknowingly. This result may be the most ideal for him.He couldn't help but look at Bai Yutang next to him, with gratitude and appreciation in his eyes, he sighed in admiration: "It seems that Brother Bai's head is still quite solid."

The ending is flat.There are always people in the crowd who are dissatisfied and clamor in a hurry: "How could it be a draw? This is not right!"

Nangong Wei winked at Qiao Tianyuan.Qiao Tianyuan ordered the disciples who were serving beside him: "You two, go and lift up the paintings so that everyone can see clearly." The two disciples responded by holding up the two paintings.Everyone stretched their necks and rushed to look at each other, only to see that the first one is mainly ink, with a little light color applied, and the two people who painted on the scroll are each dancing with swords, with freehand lines, smooth movements and heroic spirit; It is outlined with heavy colors, rendered layer by layer, and the color is heavy but not thick. The characters in the painting stand against the wind, elegant and immortal, and the details are very delicate.Everyone looked at it, some didn't understand, some admired it, but their eyes finally focused on one person.

Well, there are two paintings with three characters, but the paintings are actually the same person.Being stared at by all the eyes on the spot, Zhan Zhao no matter how much he ignores other people's eyes, just thinking that the emperor and the master are drawing the same one is himself, and he becomes embarrassingly "boom" into a persimmon face.

Zhan Zhao blushed here, but Bai Yutang's complexion was pale, others thought he was in pain, so they quickly helped him to sit down.

Nangong Wei said loudly: "If anyone thinks the result of this competition is unfair, they can stand up and speak out." He took two steps forward and took a breather. "The old man has lived for such a long time, so he can't open his eyes and talk nonsense. The emperor's works are good at charm, and the old man's works are good at form. It's like a literary and a military, each has its own merits. Not all of you here may understand painting, but at least People with discerning eyes, the real person is there, see which one is more like my unworthy disciple, and you will know for yourself."

No one said anything more.

At this time, Chai Wenyi stood up slowly, clapped his palms for a long time, and then said loudly: "People have character, paintings have quality, regardless of winning or losing, this competition is unforgettable for Xiao Wang in his life." The master said so, and everyone in Chai Wang's mansion felt free. Don't dare to make a fuss.On the emperor's side, it was a battle that was bound to be lost, but now it's a draw. Of course, he is happy to see it succeed. All the guards and subordinates greeted Zhao Zhen early and laughed.