Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, "Besides, today is a rare opportunity. You guys, show your performance."

The three of them were a little stunned for no reason, and always felt that when Zhao Zhen said "the opportunity was rare", he seemed a little domineering...

Everyone behind him nodded secretly. Not to mention the three talented men in Jiangnan, for any scholar present, today is a rare opportunity. Who can make a big splash in front of Zhao Zhen? That is equivalent to winning the top scorer once, and having a bright future!

Lai Tianqing and Yue Ziming both looked at Xie Yan, and that's what the meaning is - what is this stupid guy?

Xie Yan frowned slightly, and he couldn't guess it thoroughly, but what Zhao Zhen said was indeed correct, and it didn't matter what question it asked.

The three of them didn't say much, let Zhao Zhen give the question.

Zhao Zhen walked to a table in the middle of the competition venue and looked around.

Nangong walked over, held a chair in his hand and placed it behind him.

Zhao Zhen sat down as soon as he lifted his clothes and leaned against the table with one hand and snapped his fingers over there, "Oh, are you okay?"

The onlookers were whispering, thinking that this man is so stylish and handsome, what is his origin?

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang, "Are you guessing he accidentally telling me out in a while?"

As soon as Zhan Zhao finished speaking, Bai Yutang had no time to answer, but Zhao Zhen said, "I..."

"Cough cough." Nangong coughed behind him.

Zhao Zhen touched his chin with his hand, "It's so slow!"

Everyone counted for him, the first time!

The third son of Kaifeng looked at Yan Shaogong.

Yan Shaogong nodded and walked to the stone table. He didn't know where Nangong got the chair. There were a few stone stools around him. He sat down and asked, "What do you call me? Where is it high?"

Zhao Zhen looked at him and said, "The surname is Huang, and Master Lin from the Taixue is my godfather."

Yan Shaogong was stunned and wondered, does Lin Xiao have a godson?

The onlookers also whispered to each other. It turned out to be Master Lin’s adopted son!

Mr. Lin's mind was swollen at this time. He looked around and said, "What should I do?"

Zhao Pu hugged his arms and smiled at him, "I admit it, I don't admit the crime of deceiving the monarch."

Master Lin stomped his feet and was about to die!

Yan Shaogong asked, "Then, who will ask the question first?"

Zhao Zhen thought for a while, "I..."

"Cough cough." Nangong coughed again, and someone from behind brought him a cup of tea.

Nangong put it on the table for Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen held the teacup and pretended to drink tea, saying, "It's really troublesome, why don't you come first."

Zhan Zhao and others helped to sway their fingers—twice!

Yan Shaogong smiled, and said without hesitation, "Okay, I will give the first question, um... Please ask Lai Tianqing, Mr. Lai and Cao Jian to answer."

Lai Tianqing and Cao Jian walked out and arrived at the table.

Yan Shaogong smiled slightly, pointed to the crowd, and said, "There are two old men playing chess outside the crowd. You should have seen them when you came over just now."

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang, "Are there two old men playing chess outside?"

Bai Yutang nodded.

The crowd also turned around and looked around. Indeed... under a willow tree not far away, two old men were playing chess."

"I heard that Mr. Lai is good at painting and Cao Jian is good at painting. He is worse than you two than painting." Yan Shaogong smiled slightly, "Draw those two old men playing chess."

Cao Jian smiled slightly, reached out to pick up the brush, dipped it ink, and started painting.

Lai Tianqing didn't start writing, but thought about it seriously.

The crowd whispered, and the two old men were blocked by the crowd at this time. In other words, if they saw it just now, it should be no difficulty to draw it, but what if they didn't see it just now? Then wouldn't it be impossible to draw it?

Bai Yutang frowned slightly.

Zhan Zhao asked him, "What's wrong?"

Bai Yutang said, "There are ways here."

Zhan Zhao was puzzled, "What does it mean?"

"Those two old men are playing chess." Bai Yutang said, "Playing chess means that the situation on the chess board is constantly changing. Who knows how the two old men are doing? When the two draw it well, maybe the other places are the same, but what about the chess pieces on the chess board?"

Everyone nodded when Bai Yutang said it - yes! Chess is constantly being arranged.

"Brother Lai seems to be making things difficult for this too." Bao Yan was worried.

"But Cao Jian seems to be confident." Zhao Pu smiled.

Everyone also frowned slightly, and they were indeed confident and a little strange. Did they not notice this or were they sure that after the drawing, what situation would the other party go? "

At this time, compared to Cao Jian who was confident in painting, Lai Tianqing was standing there, holding a pen in his hand and white paper on the table. He looked up at the sky with his face, as if he was in a daze.

The crowd started to discuss again, thinking that Lai Tianqing didn't see clearly what the two old men were playing chess just now? At the same time, a few careful people also had the same questions as Bai Yutang. How to calculate the changes in the final chessboard?

Just then, Lai Tianqing suddenly lifted up his pen and started writing.

Zhao Zhen looked at the young man who was painting seriously and walking like a flying pen around him, looked up at the sky, then picked up the corner of his mouth slightly, and gently turned his fingers on his thumb and nodded.

In just half a cup of tea, Cao Jian put down his pen and signaled that he had already drawn it.

Lai Tianqing took out the seal from his arms, sighed, and while pressing the stamp on the drawing paper, suddenly... it started drizzling in the sky. The raindrops were not heavy, but the rain was quite dense. It has been raining frequently in Kaifeng these days. Most of the people were in the big pavilion, and some people around him started to fight with umbrellas.

When the two scrolls were put together, Cao Jian and Yan Shaogong were slightly stunned.

I saw the scenes drawn by the two of them, but the difference was the direction of the branches of the willow tree swinging and... the picture written by Lai Tianqing, and I couldn't see the chessboard at all, because next to the two old men, there was a little baby standing with an umbrella, covering the rain for the two old men, and talking to them. The little baby blocked the chessboard, so I couldn't see how the chessboard was placed. The two old men seemed to be quite embarrassed, and they were talking to the child.

What Cao Jian painted was two old men playing chess and they were hard to distinguish on the chess and cards, and the willow branches were also quietly hanging down.

Everyone made a "slam" and looked at the willow shore together.

At the same time, Gongsun looked around and said, "Where is the little fourth son?"

After taking a look at the scene under the willow tree... everyone was stunned!

I saw that under the willow tree, the little four-child holding an umbrella and she was covering the rain for the two old men. While saying to them seriously, "Grandpa, why are you getting wet in the rain like this? Do you go to the pavilion? It will be a cold to get wet in the rain! It's not good to be like this when you are old."

Old man Li was quite embarrassed. On the one hand, the little Sizi helped them hold umbrellas and "teached a lesson" them. But on the other hand, it seemed that it was difficult to leave.

At this moment, Xiao Sizi tilted her head and looked at the chessboard, "You two have not taken a single step for a long time, you are stupid."

If there is something good, he will go to watch the chess game and run back and say, "Oh, it's the same as Mr. Cao's drawing!"

But... many people were shocked by Lai Tianqing's painting skills, especially when he turned around just now... the painting was exactly the same as reality. Even the wind blowing the willow branches just now seemed to be expressed in the painting. Especially the awkward expressions of the two old men made people smile, and the most amazing thing is that Xiao Sizi only had a back with an umbrella, but that back was also so cute... it was amazing!

Bai Yutang nodded, "If Lin Xiao's paintings are geniuses, Lai Tianqing is a genius. One is a flamboyant style, while the other is a neat rule. Lai Tianqing's paintings are indeed not as valuable as Lin Xiao, but compared to Lin Xiao, he is more suitable to be a court painter, and his basic skills are much better."

Everyone nodded, and Master Lin smiled with satisfaction, "It's so good!"

Gongsun asked Zhao Pu curiously, "You called Xiao Sizi to come over?"

Zhao Pu shook his head.

Everyone looked at each other.

Tianzun said, "It was Xiao Sizi who passed by himself."

Wu Yifu smiled slightly, "A person who is good at painting must be good at observing, both internal and external, and meticulous. Lai Tianqing knew that the situation of the chessboard was unpredictable, and the other party was confident. Unless he knew the result, no one could write without doubt. So he inferred that the other party might have falsehoods and the situation was not good for him. How should he deal with it? He made good use of the weather and inferred that it would rain lightly and the wind would go as he would, so he drew the weeping willows right."

Lin Zi nodded, "Although I met Xiao Sizi for the first time, Lai Tianqing already knew Xiao Sizi's personality. If it rained, people nearby would definitely find a place to hide from the rain. The two old men sat foolishly under the tree to get wet, and Xiao Sizi would definitely run to help hold an umbrella and persuade the two old men to take shelter from the rain. And if the two old men were not from each other, they would leave immediately once it rained... They sat foolishly and did not move, and there was no need to ask, there was a falsehood among them! The innocent little Sizi would definitely ask, the words of children are not vicious, but the two old men were lying together, so their expressions were so accurate!"

Everyone nodded. It is not just a false reputation for being called a little painting saint. The three talents in Jiangnan are indeed real talents and knowledge.

Bao Yan and others nodded - right! Classmates came!

So, a discerning person could tell at a glance that the three sons of Kaifeng were faked first in this competition, and Lai Tianqing still won in an unfavorable situation.

In addition, just looking at the two of them, Lai Tianqing's painting skills are much better than Cao Jian, and the best is judged immediately.

The crowd was talking.

Master Lin asked Lin Xiao, "How is it?"

Lin Xiao nodded, "I won beautifully!"

Fang Baiji also shook his head. Seeing Cao Jian and Yan Shaogong embarrassed, he asked everyone, "I think Cao Jian won the first game..."

Everyone looked into the crowd, and even the people from Qiankun Academy were embarrassed to raise their hands.

"That's what I think Lai Tianqing won..." Before Fang Baiji finished speaking, everyone raised their hands.

Fang Baiji nodded, "According to the rules, it's Mr. Huang's turn to set the question. If Mr. Lai answers the question correctly or both sides answer it correctly, then Mr. Lai wins. If Mr. Cao wins, then this game will be tied."

As he was talking, Zhao Zhen asked, "Is it considered losing if I admit defeat?"

Fang Baiji opened his mouth, "Uh, this is naturally..."

Before Zhao Zhen finished speaking, Nangong accidentally knocked over the cup.

Lai Tianqing looks at Zhao Zhen.
To be continued...