I Conquer the World For My Duke

Feng Jingye was startled, he had obviously not forgotten about Feng Linyuan, it was just that when Feng Linyuan was about to burn out the incense just now, he had moved his brush a few times, in that short period of time, what could he draw?

This Feng Jingxuan was really desperate. In order to not make himself proud, he had actually placed his hopes on Feng Linyuan.

So what if he was famous back then? What could he hand over after becoming a cripple for six years?

Feng Jingye concealed the cold smile from his face as he deliberately slapped his own head to make himself seem as if he had suddenly come to a realization, "Third Younger Brother's reminder is that this prince had almost forgotten about Marquis Dingyuan. Men, quickly hand over Marquis Dingyuan's painting! "

A maid quickly walked to Feng Linyuan's side when she heard it. It was unknown if it was because she was too anxious or because she was frightened by Feng Jingye's words, but she actually forgot to greet him. She hurriedly picked up the Silk Cloth on the table and handed it over to everyone.

Feng Jingye who was the first to see the painting frowned, raising his head to look at the azure-dressed girl who was seated beside the table. He then lowered his head and continued to look for a while before changing his hand to Gaochang Marquis. Gaochang Marquis also frowned and raised his head to look at Bai Zheng from time to time.

Feng Jingyang was flabbergasted, and could not say a single word.

The unusual reactions of the audience made the young masters below the stage unable to stop themselves from sizing up Bai Zheng. At the same time, a baffling curiosity arose in Bai Zheng's heart, as she did not know what kind of work Feng Linyuan had produced.

When Feng Jingyi finished reading the last drawing and returned it to the maid beside him, allowing the maid to bring it over to Bai Yinan, he was finally able to clearly see the contents of the drawing. However, he was also stunned by what he saw.

On the Silk Cloth, there was a total of only a few strokes, but it was clear that the drawing was of a red-clothed woman, standing in the clear and cold night sky.

Bai Zheng instantly recognized that the woman's clothes and hair bun were what she had used today. However, the light green clothes she wore had turned into a fiery-red dress and she wore a gold belt around her waist. The few pearls on the bun that were used as ornaments were all replaced by stars shining in the night sky.

The lady's face was only there for a few strokes, but one could still tell from her clear eyes that the lady in the painting was Bai Zheng. The only difference was that there was a scarlet flame pattern on her forehead.

In the vast expanse of Heaven and Earth, a woman stood alone. Her expression was bright and dignified, but there was also a trace of haughtiness in her expression.

"This is me?" Bai Zheng looked at the lady on the painting and spoke softly.

The woman in the portrait had a familiar face, but it was also a bit unfamiliar. However, that strange feeling was the one that she was truly familiar with.

For some reason, Bai Zheng felt that the woman in the portrait was extremely beautiful, a hundred times more beautiful than when she was in the mirror.

"The darkness of the night is a mystery to me. My eyebrows are blooming with spring smoke, borrowing water to bloom is a wonder. Who dares to twist my skin and flesh?"

Bai Zheng remained silent, but no matter how she looked at the face of the woman in the portrait, she could not tear her eyes away. Indeed, she had once seen such an expression on another familiar face.

That was the Ye Qin from his previous life. In every chemical experiment, he had dealt with a carefree and unrestrained manner. That was a completely different life from the one he had now.

Although in this life, she did not live like Bai Zheng, she had already tried her best to meet the requirements of this era.

But Feng Linyuan was able to depict her truest self in the depths of her heart.

That was her favorite, her always cherished self.

Bai Zheng unconsciously raised her eyes and looked at Feng Linyuan.

Feng Linyuan's eyes turned, and the moment his eyes met with Bai Zheng, a strange light flashed past his eyes.

"Marquis Dingyuan had previously said that she had taken a fancy to Zheng's fate, but now that she has drawn this painting, it seems that she has fallen in love with Zheng more than anyone else present." Su Muxiao said in a strange tone.

The topic of today's competition was not defined, so the other participants all chose what they were most proficient in. Some drew pictures or objects, but no one drew Bai Zheng.

Of course, this was understandable.

After all, almost none of these people knew Bai Zheng before, and the only ones who came into contact with him, Soong Yiqing and Feng Jingyi, didn't have any admiration for him, so naturally they didn't think of drawing her.

Only Feng Linyuan.

Thinking of this, Bai Zheng's cold face revealed a layer of red.

Feng Linyuan smiled faintly, and said evasively and lightly: "In order to draw the Third Miss of Bai Family, this duke has spent more than half an incense's time to carefully observe. If this is not enough to draw a shape, then this duke's hands are better off being chopped off."

Bai Yinan nodded his head and said, "Marquis Dingyuan's painting does make my daughter look rather graceful."

He opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not say a word. He stared at the painting reluctantly, and the gaze he used to look at Feng Linyuan became strange as if he was a mother-in-law looking at his son-in-law.

The maid picked up the painting and displayed it to the crowd who had been waiting for a long time.

Unlike the exclamations of surprise just now, everyone who had just finished reading the painting had complex expressions on their faces.

"To be able to paint such a moving picture of the Third Miss of Bai Family's charm, she is worthy of being the Marquis Dingyuan of the time when literature moved the world!"

"If this painting didn't have profound feelings, how would it be able to be drawn?"

"That's right, Marquis Dingyuan's feelings towards the Third Miss of Bai Family are truly something that no one can compare to, I admit defeat."

At this time, no one cared about how much time Feng Linyuan had spent, and no one cared about how lifelike he could still draw in such a short amount of time.

Everyone understood that the painting won. It was not because of his skill, but because of his intentions, which none of the paintings here had.

"Seems like Second Elder Brother has made a mistake. The leader of the second line of this poem is Marquis Yuan." Feng Jingxuan laughed.

Feng Jingye stared at him, then suddenly laughed: "Seems like all of us brothers wasted our time today."

Feng Jingxuan's expression turned cold, and turned away, no longer paying any attention to him.

After some simple discussion, the result was quickly decided. The Gaochang Marquis announced in a clear voice, "In the competition of painting, Marquis Dingyuan will get the top spot. The fifth prince will be number two in his painting, the great Young Master Liu will be third in his painting, the fourth in his poetry, and the Mansion of State Duke Chen will be …"

Feng Linyuan leisurely sipped on his tea and was not surprised at all by this result.

However, Fifth Prince Feng Jingyi smiled without batting an eyelid. He knew that Feng Linyuan would definitely not disappoint others.

"Song Residence's Second Patriarch Song, ninth in the poem …."

Bai Zheng raised her eyebrows and glanced at Soong Yiqing. Soong Yiqing laughed like the spring wind, with a complacent expression, he said, "This young master has just casually shown his hand."

When Gaochang Marquis finished reporting his results, everyone present started to congratulate him.

"Young master Liu's painting is truly admirable!"

"Even Saint Xu might not be able to do so well with Sir Chen's poems."

"..."

Amidst the peace and tranquility, a voice suddenly rang out and shouted, "Man of men, it's nothing to flirt with words or words. If you have the ability, compete your sword!"