Quick Transmigration: Love Brain Supporting Girl, She Awakened

Chapter 61 She suddenly had a new idea
"Miss Tuesday is too aggressive." The queen said with a sullen face.

Seeing the queen's expression, Zhou Linlan panicked.She subconsciously looked at her little sister Zhu Qingyi, hoping that she would stand up and say a few words for her.

Seeing that the Empress was also looking at her, Zhu Qingyi had no choice but to bite the bullet and come out to defend Zhou Linlan.

"I also ask the empress to forgive me. Lin Lan only offended His Highness because she admired Princess Anping's talents too much."

"Please forgive me, empress." Zhou Linlan also hurriedly knelt down.

The original cheerful atmosphere instantly became a little dignified, and the ladies in the boudoir began to guess whether Xiang Chunjiao knew nothing, so they dared not stand up.

The queen did not answer them, but looked at Xiang Chunjiao.

"What does Anping think?"

Xiang Chunjiao suddenly chuckled.

"Since you want to see it so much, I'll let you guys watch it. Don't be ashamed of yourself later, just be ashamed to see people."

This was extremely arrogant, but because of her status, no one dared to refute it.

These words were like a heavy slap across the face, directly hitting Zhou Linlan's face, and Zhu Qingyi also felt disgraced.

Although everyone didn't speak, they were still very interested in her paintings. Even Lu Tingfeng came over to see what she would draw.

"I'll take care of you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Xiang Chunjiao stood up and went to the desk.

She doesn't care about other people's onlookers. She has studied Chinese painting for many years.At the beginning, in order to exercise her concentration, her teacher played the square dance brainwashing divine comedy next to her.These simple onlookers are nothing to her now.

She had already sketched out the scene she wanted to draw in her mind, and she picked up the pen and started to draw directly.

Seeing that what she painted was not a chrysanthemum, everyone was a little curious.These colorful chrysanthemums placed by the empress are all rare varieties. Could it be that Princess Anping doesn't like them?
"Cough." The queen coughed lightly, and everyone backed away.

There was no change on their faces, but they were really scratching their heads to know what exactly Xiang Chunjiao had drawn.

"Do you think she can compare to Zhu Qingyi?"

"I don't think so. Zhu Qingyi is Master Tang's disciple."

"It's true, when have you ever seen her paint, Zhu Qingyi must be the better one."

Several noble daughters began to discuss in a low voice.

Hearing what they said, Zhou Linlan took the hand of her best friend and said to Yourong: "That is, in terms of painting, who can compare with Qing Yi."

Zhu Qingyi smiled slightly, but did not answer, her face was full of confidence in her paintings.

I don't know how long it took, but Xiang Chunjiao finally stopped writing, and the queen was the first to get up and take a look.

When she saw the painting, she was very pleasantly surprised.

"Anping, this painting must be given to Bengong."

Hearing such a high evaluation from the empress, everyone became more and more curious about this painting.

"The queen mother can take it if she wants."

The queen returned to her seat and asked the two eunuchs to guard the painting, then signaled everyone to go and watch.

The big guys came together to watch it.

Xiang Chunjiao didn't paint chrysanthemums, but osmanthus trees.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, a man and a woman looked at each other with a smile, the shyness of the woman and the love of the man jumped to the eyes through the pen and paper.The rain of sweet-scented osmanthus falling all over the sky adds to the romantic atmosphere of the whole painting, making people feel as if the sweet-scented osmanthus is at the tip of their noses, and the refreshing fragrance is wafting everywhere.

Zhu Qingyi looked at the painting, her face turned pale.

She has studied painting for many years, and she can tell at a glance that her skills are not as good as others, and Princess Anping's paintings are somewhat better than hers.

Even those who don't understand the painting feel that this painting is full of aura, compared with Zhu Qingyi's chrysanthemum painting, it seems a bit boring, in other words, beauty is beauty without soul.

Feng Min and Zhao Yunrui recognized it at a glance, it was them.They looked at Xiang Chunjiao nervously.

Xiang Chunjiao winked at them playfully.

"In this round of painting competition, you should have no problem with Anping winning the first place, right?" Seeing everyone's admiring expressions, the Queen announced.

Everyone shook their heads again and again, expressing that Xiang Chunjiao deserved the title of number one painting.

Xiang Chunjiao accepted their compliments unceremoniously.

Only Zhou Linlan and Zhu Qingyi were pale, especially Zhu Qingyi, who was almost on the verge of collapse.

After suffering a blow on the thing she was most proud of, what face would she have to stay in the circle of aristocratic women in the capital.After that, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, she couldn't stay any longer, so she had to find an excuse to leave.

Zhou Linlan was too embarrassed to stay any longer, and hurriedly followed her to leave.

Lu Tingfeng lowered his head and drank several sips of tea to calm down his agitated heart.

She can always surprise him, whether it is practicing martial arts or painting.

Is there really a woman like her in the world?
He was lost in thought.

Soon the flower viewing banquet was over, the queen happily left with her painting, and Xiang Chunjiao was called to the imperial study by Li Yuanqiong.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Li Yuanqiong in high spirits.

"Why is father so happy?" She was a little puzzled.

"My son is really good!" Li Yuanqiong looked at his daughter proudly, "Not only did he defeat Lu Yunting's grandson, but he also defeated Tang Boxuan's disciples. It really made my father proud."

It turned out to be because of this. After hearing this, Xiang Chunjiao felt dumbfounded.

But soon Li Yuanqiong's expression changed, he looked at his daughter with resentment: "You gave your mother a painting, what about the father's?"

Xiang Chunjiao suppressed a smile, and promised her to send him a painting before returning to the barracks, and he became happy.

The two chatted for a while, and then heard the servant come to report that General Zhongwu asked to see him.

Loyal General Lin Minghui is a capable general under Lu Yunting's command, what is he doing here looking for his father?
Li Yuanqiong didn't let her leave, so Xiang Chunjiao just sat there and listened to what Lin Minghui reported.

It turned out that someone had embezzled military supplies and embezzled military supplies.

"Winter is coming, and I can't watch the soldiers suffer. Without clothes to keep out the cold, how can they survive in the cold frontier. If they can't even survive, how can they talk about defending their homes and the country?" Lin Minghui said with a look of grief and indignation. After telling the story, he handed over the things in his hands.

The servant presented the thing to Li Yuanqiong. Li Yuanqiong touched the thin padded jacket and found that it was not filled with cotton but reeds.

"This group of people is really too much. They dare to do something under my nose. Come, call Tao Xun to me." Li Yuanqiong was furious.

Xiang Chunjiao on the side couldn't help frowning.

She thought that Li Qingsui's wish would be fulfilled by going to the frontier as a soldier to protect her family and the country, but now it seems that she can't.

Once someone tampered with supplies, the soldiers on the battlefield would be passive.

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a new idea.

　Guess what Jiaojiao's new idea is
　　
　
(End of this chapter)