Today's third update is sent, Huahua Collection Subscription VIP, shoot at me "Brother Long, why are you doing this" Seeing that Long Yu had quarreled with Su Yue, Na Qingyi immediately stood up from his seat and pretended to be surprised.
Long Yuwang didn't even look at the man, and was about to leave with his legs raised.
"The heroes of the mighty dukes of the Northeast who listened to the world, and today's Long Shangshu is also mighty and extraordinary, but I didn't expect the honor and disgrace of the Long family to dare not even accept a woman's challenge."
Su Yue sneered beside Long Yu.
Long Yu was angry, he was not a stone Buddha, he would only smile, although the protection of this beautiful woman was low, but Long Yu was not so low that he knew that you were finding fault, and I was still smiling.
"Say it, what is it like" Ye Wenhao naturally didn't want Long Yu to leave just away, and when he saw Long Yu agree, he immediately glanced at Su Yue as if demonstrating.
Su Yue was neither happy nor angry, and said: "I don't ask for much, if the son loses, I'll say sorry to my crazy and stupid cousin, and apologize for a cup of tea."
Everyone took a breath of cold air, but they didn't expect this talented woman to be ordinary ruthless.
Don't underestimate this tea apology, this is not just an apology for the situation, but a humiliation of personality, generally speaking, there are two sides of the contradiction, the weak side is rather a fish to die than accept the conditions of the tea apology, once the tea apologizes, then in the eyes of others, you are a spineless person, no matter how high your status is.
Long Yu's eyes were over, he couldn't imagine that this woman was really poisonous, but he had already promised her, so naturally he couldn't regret it.
"Good" Long Yu returned cleanly.
"Wait, Miss Su, if you lose to my eldest brother, what should I do" Yi Shuihan interjected, in fact, he quite hoped that Long Yu could leave just now, but Long Yu did not withstand the agitation.
"If I lose, but I will deal with it by Young Master Long" As soon as the words came out, everyone gasped for a while, which was even more ruthless than Long Yu losing, this Miss Su family was really ruthless to herself.
And that Qingzhi didn't think so, since this Miss Su family was so confident, then she must have the certainty of victory, Qingzhi couldn't help but look forward to it, if this dragon rain lost, see how he stays in this imperial capital in the future.
"What is it better than" Long Yu was now not even interested in looking at Su Yue, he looked straight ahead, and asked arrogantly.
"Compare paintings" Su Yue gritted her teeth and said fiercely.
Yi Shuihan listened to the comparison and immediately smiled, it seems that this Miss Su family is going to suffer.
And others are not at all, some of the sons who have a good impression of Long Yu, and even looked at Long Yu with some pity, this Miss Su family, is the first painting god jade pen pipa fairy in the mainland The closed disciple, the jade pen pipa fairy once said that Xianglong has been thirty years after that, no one can surpass Su Yue in painting, and now, Su Yue proposed to paint, then Long Yu naturally suffered a big loss, it seems that this new Marquis of Rongwu is going to make a fool of himself.
"Good" Long Yu waved his sleeves and shouted: "Paper, ink, pen and inkstone" Since it is a poetry meeting, it is naturally indispensable to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the utensils are naturally complete, and after a while, two painting tables were placed in front of everyone, Long Yu walked to one of the tables and stood still, and said a word to ask Su Yue to roll up his sleeves slightly, revealing his white wrists, his fingers were as white as green onions, and he gently lifted the paintbrush, and the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim.
Long Yu's side is not inferior at all, his handsome appearance and illustrious family background, with a pen, he also attracted the voices of the young ladies again and again.
Half an hour has passed, Su Yue's cloud temples have oozed dense fine sweat, and he has been cautious in his pen, often thinking for a moment before he can start writing again, but Long Yu is not, he has never heard of it under his hand, and two have been added to the painting table next to him, he is still working hard to paint, that posture does not look like painting at all, but like graffiti, there is no thinking style at all, it is completely there to bury his head in painting.
Su Yue was only halfway through the painting, and Long Yu threw the brush on the inkstone with a "snap".
"It's over" Everyone looked at each other, and then they all came up, and it took a long time before they let out bursts of exclamations.
Su Yue was still drawing on the side, but it was obvious that her hands were shaking, and there were already beads of sweat on her forehead.
"Alas" Na Qingzhi sighed, it was a blessing that he was unwilling, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that Long Yu's painting skills were even more superb than his poetry skills, it was really jealous, how could he take up everything.
A noble lady who had a close relationship with Su Yue couldn't bear to pull Su Yue's sleeve and whispered: "Yueyue, don't draw, you lost." ” Su Yue's hand stopped, in fact, she had already felt it, her painting had been seen by everyone present, listening to their exclamation just now, the confidence in Su Yue's heart had sunk to the bottom.
What kind of person is Long Yu, a cultivator who practiced alone in the mountains for decades in his previous life, a cultivator, on weekdays, in addition to studying Taoist classics, there is no way to live alone for so many years without a hobby, Long Yu is no exception, he has only one hobby, painting.
Leaving aside the previous life, he doesn't say that even the dragon rain in this life still loves to paint, but it is impossible for these outsiders to know that long yu never regards this as one of his specialties, and never gives his paintings to others, generally burns them after painting, even Ye Wenhao and them, they can only look at it, but no one can collect it, since he saw Long Yu's paintings, Yi Shuihan firmly believes that on this continent, there is no painter who can compare with Long Yu, Long Yu's gorgeousness, that is beyond the world, proud of the aura between heaven and earth, There is nothing in other paintings, how can any painting be compared with immortal painting "I lost" Su Yue said this sentence almost sluggishly, she only glanced at Long Yu's painting, and immediately knew that that the artistic conception was incomparable to herself.
There was a sound of "bang", several large pieces of drawing paper were crumpled into a ball by Long Yu, without saying a word, with a "pop", the fingers were lit with flames, and in a firelight, everyone came to scream too late, and Long Yu burned his own paintings.
"It's a pity" Everyone was full of regret, Yi Shuihan's eyes were also full of regret, he also liked his eldest brother's painting very much, but Long Yu's problem of burning after painting was something that no one could change.
No one understands why Long Yu did this, and Su Yue doesn't understand either, so expressive works, he can actually burn them casually like that.
"Are you demonstrating to me, don't you know that every painting has a soul" Su Yue didn't care about winning or losing, and even blamed Long Yu.
Ye Wenhao's big eyes rolled angrily, is this woman sick in the brain or has not developed at all, relying on her own cuteness, she can make endless unreasonable trouble Long Yu smiled, smiled very contemptuously, and returned: "Painting is just my own thing, it's my hobby, I can do whatever I want, before today, I don't have a painting left, because, this is my own business, just my own, I'm not you, I don't need to share my painting with others, I use it to compete with you, it's already insulting its soul, you get what you want, I'm done what I want to do, what you think, for me, it doesn't matter at all." ” After speaking, Long Yu pulled Ye Wenhao and signaled Yi Shuihan to prepare to go out.
"I lost, I'll let you deal with me, although I am a woman, I am also true to my word," Su Yue bit her lip and said.
Long Yu didn't even bother to reply this time: "Miss Su, I can understand what you did for your cousin, this is the only reason why I compete with you, as for the lottery head of the competition, for me, it is nothing, and you, for me, are nothing" After speaking, Long Yu and the three of them walked away.
The eunuch guarding outside the door saw that there was a disturbance in the house, and the master had an urgent matter to go out again, so he naturally didn't dare to stop Long Yu, and called back Qi'er and them for Long Yu, and sent them out respectfully.
Su Yue stood in place in a daze, the rest of the people at the Shizuka Poetry Conference whispered one after another, and some even scolded Long Yu, and Su Yue herself, silently picked up the painting she had painted half, and left the door in despair.
"Alas, this Long Gongzi is really, he doesn't save any face for Miss Su."
A prince sighed, and Qingzhi, who was standing next to him, shook his head and returned: "It's a pity, it's a pity that the protector has been idle for more than 20 years, otherwise this Long family would not be so arrogant."
When the boy heard this, he looked panicked, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Qingzhi, you can't say this, you can't say it like this again." ” Na Qingzhi didn't appreciate it at all, smiled contemptuously at the son, and walked away himself.
The rest of the people didn't dare to go, this poetry meeting was held by the three princes, they didn't have the courage and courage of the three of them, they just left, that is, they were noisy for a while, and the young ladies sat down again and talked happily, but, at this time, the focus of their discussion was Long Yu and Su Yue, one is a famous talented woman in the imperial capital, and the other is a famous family with a prominent family background, and a famous family who has been in Beijing for less than a month.
"Phew" Ye Wenhao spat out from the carriage window, looking unhappy.
"I don't beat the girls, otherwise I would have beaten that little girl skin a long time ago, and I would have dared to say that about labor and management."
Ye Wenhao snorted angrily.
Yi Shuihan swayed with the carriage and said with a smile: "What are you doing, people didn't rush to you, you rushed up by yourself, who is to blame" Long Yu returned with a smile: "Okay, it's just a delicate lady in the courtyard of a deep house, it's understandable that she came to vent her anger for her cousin, don't mention it again."
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Ye Wenhao and Yi Shui Hanxuan didn't say anything more.
The day after the poetry meeting, Long Yu sent someone to send a letter to the three princes, apologizing for his temporary departure that day, but the three princes were as enthusiastic as ever, and even said that it was okay, and said in the reply that when there was a chance, Long Yu would be invited to a banquet alone.
In this way, two days passed without incident, early in the morning, as soon as the sky was bright, a storm from the court swept the entire imperial capital, and the streets and alleys were full of discussions.
On this day, the military department Shangshu Long Zhantian, the joint Ministry of Rites Shangshu, the Ministry of Officials, the Waijiali Temple, and General Zhenwei, General Pingxi, three departments, six armies and one temple jointly signed an excerpt, together to impeach the newly established Military Supervision Division, in the supervision Department was established for more than a month, the entire Xicheng District public security chaos, and the supervision of the supervisor is suspected of corruption and bribery, all kinds of evidence are placed on the Jinluan Palace, a strong advocate of the establishment of the Military Supervision Department of the emperor's majesty, in the end can only helplessly approve the excerpt, yes, The military supervision department, which was established in a hurry, disappeared from everyone's sight before the outline was clear
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