Chapter 43 Understanding (2)

No wonder those inspectors were arguing and hesitated to come to a conclusion. Fear is also did not expect such an atmospheric scroll, actually is from the hand of straw man Shen Miao.

The examiner of the examination, the cabinet university scholar Zhong Ziqi said, “Student Shen Miao, you and up to say, why do this scroll.”

Each of the students who won the “a” have to talk about their feelings about winning the first prize. However, today let Shen Miao say the reason for painting, naturally, because all the people do not believe that she can make this painting, for fear that from where to hear the idea.

Shen Qing laughed and whispered to Yi Peilan on the side, “This is going to reveal itself.”

“But is this really not her drawing?” Yi Peilan was a bit puzzled: “We all saw it just now, she drew it herself with one stroke of the brush.”

“Then the painting skill is not outstanding again, the painting intention, who knows if someone is instructing.” Shen Qing disdainfully looked towards Shen Miao who was walking towards the stage: “After living with her for so many years, I still don’t know what she knows. Bachelor Zhong now let her say the reason for painting, I think she can’t say it, I’m afraid that she will lose all her face again.”

Yi Peilan smiled at her words: “I told you, there is no such thing as a talented woman so soon. I’m afraid that in order to attract that–” she swept her gaze ambiguously toward the Ding Wang side of the male family members’ table: “invited a high person to guide, Shen Miao is also considered to be for his exhaustive efforts.”

Shen Qing’s face stiffened, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said, “And take a look.”

On the stage, Shen Miao quietly looked at the unfolded scroll. She slowly stretched out her hand and stroked the scroll in the crowd’s astonished gaze.

“The reason why I made this scroll is because I heard my father say that every year on the battlefield, how many heroes and sons were buried in the yellow sands. And the road is far, can only bury them in the battlefield, at that time, the northwest desert, the northern grassland, are no chrysanthemum. Chrysanthemums bloom in the warm south, blooming in the prosperous Dingjing, where songs and dances are sung and danced, and food and clothing are not a worry, but it is at the cost of the lives of soldiers at the border.”

The murmurs gradually stopped, and the eyes of the crowd gathered on the purple-clothed girl.

And with a calm gaze, she narrated like a story, “My father once said that the generals who perished because of the war could not even have a handful of white chrysanthemums after their sacrifice. Flowers will not bloom on the battlefield, and the generals will not even experience complete mourning. Their wives and children, on the other hand, can only wear white chrysanthemums and offer them on their heads in their hometowns, far away from each other.”

“I think you can enjoy the chrysanthemums here in peace and quiet because of the courageous sons and daughters who guarded the border. Pitifully, I can’t do anything for them, but I can only paint a handful of white chrysanthemums on the scroll, in front of a shovelful of yellow earth, to comfort the heroic souls.”

The young girl stood in the wind, her eyes were clear, but her words were loud and clear, as if she was the only one in heaven and earth whose words were clear and pleasing to the ear, but like the morning bell and the twilight drums, they struck the hearts of all of you.

Shen Miao slightly lowered her eyes.

Isn’t the Tian family of Ming Qi going to embark on dealing with the great families of the world and deal with the Shen family? But the world is so big, people’s eyes will see, people’s ears will hear. Preventing the people’s mouth is more than preventing the river, the first to strike is strong, since the Tian family wants to take the general’s house to open the knife, she will let the world to see.

Behold, the Shen family used his life to fight to the merit, the Shen family used his life to guard the walls of Mingqi, and now you these honored sons and daughters of the capital city singing and dancing, are all the battlefield under the sword flesh and blood to build up the ice!

Treading on the blood of the generals, the Ming Qi royal family, still dare to make a big fuss about the suppression?

If you dare, don’t be afraid of the eyes of the world!