Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 145 It’s hard

"Half an hour is the limit. Ladies, do you see the painting clearly?" Madam Nan Rong pointed at the painting and said, "Half a painting, half a poem. The title is very simple. As long as any of you can finish the painting within half an hour and fill in the remaining half of the poem, I will keep my word and grant her a promise."

When the maid whispered in Madam Nanrong's ear how to choose the young lady of Nanrong Mansion, Madam Nanrong was delighted when she heard it.

Her niece Liang Lan has been proficient in poetry and painting since childhood. Just writing a poem and drawing a picture would definitely not be a problem for her niece Liang Lan. However, after seeing the half painting, Liang Lan's face was filled with sorrow. Her eyes were fixed on the half painting, and her nails painted with nail polish were deeply embedded in her flesh.

Not only Liang Lan, but all the young ladies from the noble families present were confused and had complicated expressions. They were amazed at the painter's high skills. If it were them, even if they studied for decades, they might not be able to reach one-tenth of his level. Therefore, in comparison, they seemed to pale in comparison.

"I can't draw it, Mom, I really can't draw it..."

Xiao Jinyue, who had always been arrogant, threw herself dejectedly into Shen Ruyan's arms and sobbed softly. Both her painting and poetry had reached the highest level. How could she possibly finish a painting and write a poem in just half an hour?

Among the aristocratic families, the Qi family and the Shen family are mortal enemies in business. Like the Wei family, they are incompatible with each other.

Miss Qi was very good at poetry, calligraphy and painting, but when she saw that half of the painting, she was still somewhat complacent. However, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became. That half of the painting looked simple, but the brushwork and hidden edges in every part were not easy to grasp. If she insisted on completing the remaining half of the painting, in the end, it might just be a poor imitation and look weird.

The most important thing is, even if the half painting was completed, the half poem, with its lofty artistic conception, unrestrained and wild style, was definitely not something that a girl like her could write.

Although Mrs. Nan Rong did not directly say who painted this picture, everyone present here would definitely know the answer.

Who in Jinling Prefecture doesn't know about Master Nanrong's paintings? A piece of his painting is priceless, and Master Nanrong himself is known as the painting fairy.

It is not something that ordinary people can do to continue painting on the half-sized painting of Master Nanrong.

Some people are good at poetry, but may not be good at painting; and some people are good at painting, but may not be proficient in poetry; even those who are proficient in both may be stumped by the deep meaning of this half painting, half poem.

For a moment, all the young ladies from the aristocratic families present at the banquet looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward. After all, if they went forward and could not paint or write a poem, it would be a laughing stock.

They are all legitimate daughters from prominent families. Their every move represents the reputation of their respective families, and they will never allow any unfavorable rumors to be imposed on them.

On their faces, they ridiculed Shen Qingyu for being unfaithful to her husband and for her shocking actions, but in their hearts, they also envied Shen Qingyu's recklessness. She was trapped within the rules of her aristocratic family and had no control over many things.

Even though he came to the Nanrong family in Jinling Prefecture today, it was most likely because of family interests. Even if Young Master Nanrong was a god in heaven and already had someone he admired in his heart, he would not be willing to do so.

It had been an incense stick's time since the rice paper was delivered to the hands of the young ladies from various aristocratic families, but several of them had not started writing. Even her own niece Liang Lan was lost in thought. Mrs. Nan Rong was shocked. Could it be that this banquet, which was supposed to be her birthday but was actually a marriage proposal, would be cancelled halfway?

"Lan'er, is it really that difficult?"

Madam Nan Rong walked up to Liang Lan and asked anxiously.

The Liang family and the Nanrong family are already related by marriage, so it would naturally be better if they could become even closer.

Besides, Madam Nan Rong had already promised her eldest brother, Mr. Liang, that she would definitely let Young Master Nan Rong marry Liang Lan. Originally, everything was going smoothly, but who would have thought that she had overlooked a most crucial person.

Liang Lan bit her lip and nodded sadly. If she could paint and write poems, she would have started long ago. However, after studying hard for more than ten years, she still could not guess the deep meaning of her cousin Nanrong's paintings.

This half painting is not just a painting, but an expression of one's thoughts and an integration of the painting into the heart. Although she saw some clues, she was not very experienced in the world and it was impossible for her to guess and understand some of the insights into life so quickly.

Cousin Nanrong, why, why won’t you even look at me?

Looking at this half painting, Liang Lan seemed to see Master Nanrong who always ignored her in the Nanrong Mansion. She didn't understand why she couldn't please her cousin Nanrong. In terms of appearance and talent, which young lady from aristocratic family in Jinling Mansion could compare with her?

However, from childhood to adulthood, he always looked down upon her with an indifferent gaze, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Shen Xitong was not talented in the first place, and her poetry and painting were average. She was a little worried at first, but when she saw those young ladies from aristocratic families who described themselves as poetic, now all had bitter faces, and some were even crying quietly in the arms of the ladies of aristocratic families, she was secretly happy. As long as no one could answer her, she still had a chance.

Mother is right. A woman's appearance is more important than anything else. No matter how talented a woman is, she will eventually get married and have children. If she marries an uneducated man, she will suffer all her life. What if the husband sees that you are more talented than him, his self-esteem as a man will be damaged, and he may take a concubine, leaving you alone for the rest of your life.

"Shen Qingyu, I really misunderstood you. I originally thought you were unwilling to help me. Now it seems that you are also helpless with the questions asked by Madam Nanrong," Shen Xitong said with a sad face, "If you don't understand, then you don't understand. Why are you pretending?"

Shen Xitong thought that Shen Qingyu was pretending to know everything and was acting smart, so she looked down on Shen Qingyu even more.

The eldest daughter is too shameless. She can't do it herself, so she brings up the master and forces the second daughter to help her. When the second daughter doesn't help her, she mocks her.

Xiangyun glared at Shen Xitong angrily and said, "Of course my second young lady is not as talented as your eldest young lady in Jinling Mansion. If the second young lady can't do it, why not?"

"presumptuous!"

If it weren't for the presence of so many ladies and young ladies from aristocratic families, Shen Xitong would have slapped her long ago. This little maidservant, every word she said was full of thorns. She was no wonder that she was cultivated by that little bitch Shen Qingyu. Just like her master, she was annoying.

Even if the poem at the last flower-viewing banquet was written by Shen Qingyu, so what? The title of talented woman should perhaps have belonged to Shen Qingyu, but so what? Shen Qingyu has a face like that, and those young masters from aristocratic families won't even look at her. Even if she is called a talented woman, it would be a waste. It would be better to give it to her.

With Shen Xitong's appearance, that would definitely be the icing on the cake. Shen Xitong didn't think she was wrong at all. Instead, she felt that it was natural and right for Shen Qingyu to help her.