Chen Hao had a little dry mouth just now and was about to drink some tea to moisten his throat. But he didn't want to be choked by the young master's name. Candy? This name is really too creative.

As soon as this young man named Tang Guo appeared, everyone present was a little excited. Chen Hao could naturally feel this strange atmosphere clearly, thinking that this person has a great background?

"Uh, cough cough, just ask questions!" Chen Hao adjusted his messy mood and then said softly.

Seeing that Chen Hao ignored him, Tang Guo was secretly displeased and then said provocatively: "Su Wen is known as the master of painting. Today, the students will come to ask for advice!"

"Oh? Regardless of the meaning of the classics?" Chen Hao raised his eyebrows and asked back strangely. In order to deal with the meaning of the classics, he even brought love poems and the new top scholars.

Looking at his surprised face, Tang Guo's mouth twitched slightly, and thought that the two senior brothers who had just mastered the classics of the classics had already been defeated, so he should not be embarrassed in public. Although he knew that Master Chen was very good at painting, he was not inferior to anyone. Thinking of this, he responded: "Today is a grand event in Luoyang Peony. The classics are too boring. Students have admired the master for a long time. I hope he will give me some advice!"

Just as Tang Guo was thinking, Chen Hao had already learned from Fang Feng that the person in front of him was a disciple of the court painter Zhou Bangyan. He was known as "putting the pen to make a scene", and he could be said to be better than the blue one.

Perhaps everyone is not familiar with Zhou Bangyan, but everyone knows Zhou Fang, a great ancestor in the painting world. Zhou Bangyan is the son of Zhou Fang, and he can be said to have inherited his father's business. In his sixties, Zhou Bangyan only accepted one disciple in his later years, which is Tang Guo. It can be seen that this person's talent is extremely high and that people can compare with.

Chen Hao was also shocked when he heard this. This was really a strong enemy. But what he didn't know was that Zhang Fang and Xue Tai were among the best talents in Henan. However, these are all important, and what is important is that Chen Hao once again faced the challenge of masters.

Everyone couldn't help but talk when they saw Tang Guo coming out to fight, and some people even said excitedly: "It's really worth coming to Luoyang for a while. Not only did they see this Peony Flower Club, but they also let them see two painting saints fight..."

"Brother, it's reasonable. Chen Hanlin's paintings can "resurrect the dead", but Tang Guo's paintings are "returning to the scene". Is it really rare to see a show of the masters?"

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Li Long, who was standing beside him, looked a little confused and couldn't help asking: "Is this Tang Guo really that great?"

"That's natural. At the Henan Prefecture Poetry Festival, a painter wanted to compete with Mr. Tang, but he didn't want Mr. Tang to write and make a painting. He did not have any freehand paintings on the view, as if there were already thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his heart..."

"More than that, not long ago, the Imperial College invited Liu Wantong, a court painter from the capital, to teach, but he didn't expect that Mr. Tang would not give him a face and directly challenged the court painter..."

Li Long listened with relish, and saw that the conversation stopped and asked closely, "What about you later?"

"Later, with the theme of a hundred flowers competing for beauty, the two completed this painting in one stick of incense. However, Mr. Tang completed the picture of a hundred flowers competing for beauty in half of the incense stick. The speed was fast, the artistic conception was deep, and the exquisite brushwork was completely better than Liu Wantong..."

"Wouldn't anyone in the Tang Dynasty be able to compare with me?" Li Long couldn't help but lose his mouth in surprise after hearing this.

One of the people shook his head and retorted: "That may not be the case. Now Chen Hanlin is hard to decide here. Don't forget Chen Hanlin's ink-wash lotus that resurrected the dead..."

"Then let's wait and see..."

Li Long looked at Chen Hao on the stage with bright eyes, as if he was thinking about something. When she appointed Guan Chuangqi to gather students from the Imperial College to fight with Chen Hao, she actually wanted to suppress Chen Hao's arrogance. In recent days, she visited the left-behind mansion many times, but Chen Hao refused and refused. This made her swallow the resentment, so this battle...

Chen Hao naturally had no idea what was said in the audience. Chen Hao felt a little displeased when he saw Tang Guo so arrogant. He thought that if he was a little nervous, he knew that he was good at painting, but now that he was provoking me in person, how could he be afraid of you...

"How to compare?" Chen Hao asked softly.

Seeing Chen Hao agreeing to Tang Guo, he said: "Today is the grand event in Luoyang, so the students painted the painting with the title "Luoyang in Early Spring". The time limit is half a stick of incense. I wonder what the adults think?"

hiss……

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. Any painting could be completed as long as it was not too simple or in half an incense stick. Tang Guo was obviously using his advantages to deliberately make things difficult for Chen Hao, and everyone felt unfair for Chen Hao for a while.

At this time, Li Shangyin, who was standing by, said bluntly: "Mr. Tang is joking? Even a single peony flower in this half hour is more than half a stick of incense!"

"Students just say this, adults can refuse..." Tang Guo looked at Chen Hao jokingly, and then responded with a smile.

However, just when everyone thought that Chen Hao was politely refusing, Chen Hao gently shook the paper fan and said, "It's okay, since Mr. Tang has a good mood, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman..."

"Brother..." When the six people in the Bachelor's House were sworn in that day, Chen Hao just called everyone the brothers in private, but Fang Feng shouted out in a hurry.

Seeing Fang Feng's face was worried, Chen Hao waved his hand and comforted him: "If you can't even deal with this matter, what qualifications are you waiting for?"

At this moment, the table had already been set up in the center of the high platform, with all the pens, inkstones and paper. After the two of them sat upright in front of the table, Guan Xuanqi stood up and lit the half incense stick, and announced the start of the competition.

At the beginning of the competition, everyone held their breath and stared at the two on the stage. This was a duel between masters and a rare competition. The moment Tang Guo lit the sandalwood, she began to sprinkle on the rice paper, and her brushstrokes were like flowing water and as fast as a meteor, as if Luoyang in early spring was already on the paper...

When everyone was intoxicated by Tang Guo's brushwork, Chen Hao sat upright at the table and did not write, but looked around with a pleasant swaying folding fan. This sharp contrast made everyone stunned. I wondered if Chen Hanlin didn't know what to draw? Or could he know that he could not finish the incense stick and automatically give up?

Various speculations were permeated in the crowd, making everyone disappointed with Chen Hao. What was originally a thrilling competition has now become a unique and uninnovative one.

At this time, Li Yan in the distance was a little anxious, and sat on the table and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "What is Lord Chen waiting for?"

"Your Highness, maybe Lord Chen knows that this painting cannot be completed in a short period of time, so it is not clear that he will give up automatically..." Guan Chuangqi responded with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Guan Chuangqi felt a little relieved, thinking that someone could finally suppress Lord Chen's arrogance. Otherwise, being punished by the princess would be a minor crime, and it would be a great loss of the reputation of the Imperial College.

Chen Hao still ignored him, and at this time, Tang Guo's painting had already seen the outline. At this time, Chen Hao clicked and said to himself: "I'm really a little thirsty when discussing the debate just now..."

So he turned his head and shouted softly at Yue Mengqi on the seat beside him: "Put on a cup of fragrant tea and moisten your throat!"

After hearing Chen Hao's call, Yue Mengqi brought a cup of fragrant tea in front of her and walked over. This made Li Shangyin and Fang Feng on the side completely crazy. She thought to herself that you would not be thirsty sooner or later, and you would have to waste time at this critical moment.

Fang Feng was still able to hold on to himself out of blind trust in Chen Hao, but Li Shangyin couldn't help it, because the sandalwood was almost burning out at this moment, so he said anxiously: "Sir, this is not the time to taste tea, so you should paint first, and enjoy tea with you another day..."

Chen Hao still ignored it, took the tea sent by Yue Mengqi and drank it gently, then whispered: "It's true that good tea, grind Qiqi..."

Yue Mengqi nodded gently, poured the tea into the inkstone, then lifted up her sleeve to reveal her white jade arms, and then grind the ink gracefully.

Chen Hao gently picked up the brush and said to himself before writing: I have always loved flowers, and I have been looking for fragrance everywhere but not seeing the truth. I only know that there is no good color in the world, and I have first seen Luoyang Chun in the morning." After a poem was finished, I smiled gently at Yue Mengqi, and began to sprinkle it on the rice paper. The speed was not as fast as Tang Guo.

Seeing that Chen Hao had just started writing, and he had already completed most of it, Tang Guo said sarcastically: "Hmph! Red sleeves are fragrant? It will see how you deal with it later!"

However, everyone present was completely attracted by the Hongxiu Tianxiang on Chen Hao's side. Chen Hao and Yue Mengqi showed everyone the perfect combination of talented men and beautiful women. Only then did the talented men in the Shilin City know what the real Hongxiu Tianxiang is, which is accompanied by beautiful women in a place that is highly anticipated. Many beautiful girls were completely fascinated by Chen Hao's gentle smile at Yue Mengqi. What else can I ask for for happiness?

However, there were also people who were awake and sighed: "Chen Hanlin's pen speed is not as fast as Mr. Tang at all, but it started too late. Now the sandalwood is about to be extinguished..."

"Yes, I never thought that Master Chen's painting speed was so great. It's a pity that I will definitely lose this time..."

"I can't make a comeback, and I'm no longer able to do anything. In this game, Mr. Tang won..."

There were many discussions in the crowd, all because Chen Hao started writing too late. Li Long saw all this in his eyes. Looking at Chen Hao, who was flying up and down, he looked at Yue Mengqi, who was as quiet as a virgin, and felt a hint of jealousy in his heart. Then he stomped his feet and said, "Hmph! I think it's self-righteous, let's see how arrogant you are from now on!"

Just as everyone was regretting it, someone suddenly shouted in surprise: "Look at everyone, the two dragons go out to sea!"

This surprise made everyone look at Chen Hao again, but saw that Chen Hao was not only painting with his right hand, but also holding the pen with his left hand. He opened his bows on his left and right, and the double pens were as fast as lightning.
Chapter completed!