Chapter 172： became her exhibition game
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"What does Master want us to compare?"
"Better than what they think they are best at."
Xu Yanru's eyes were wrinkled: "For example, the calligraphy of Wei Ziming and Xu Ruoxuan, the swordsmanship of Wang Yehan, the arithmetic of Li Yunxiu, the rhythm of Wu Zimeng, the painting of Liu Xiuming, the chess skills of Li Haoming, the poetry and prose of Wang Haoxuan and Gu Changqing .”
"Well!"
Su Qing dropped a black line.
Mrs. Xu really had a plan a long time ago!
She believes in herself so much that she will definitely win?
Although the opponents are just children who haven't grown up, she is very proficient in everything.
Not to mention anything else, just referring to painting alone is a bit difficult.
She is the reincarnation of the **** of war, with fair medical skills and melody, but she really doesn't know anything about painting.
Unless it is fake, rubbing with spiritual power, imagining the shapes of flowers, birds, insects and fish in your mind, and borrowing magic to appear on rice paper is enough to make the fake ones look like the real ones.
It's just that such a profound spell is too cheap to win a child.
*****
"Xiao Qingluo, but is there any difficulty?"
Seeing her contemplating, Xu Yanru frowns and looks concerned.
Su Qingluo smiled helplessly: "Master Xu, can you simplify it a bit and just choose three or two contests?"
"Alright, what do you want to compare?"
Xu Yanru's original intention was the same, and she told all the strengths of the ten companions, but she used this to test Su Qingluo's bottom line.
The little girl in front of her is definitely not an idle person, she hides a lot of secrets, she wants to find out her true background, so she has to make a bad move.
"Swordsmanship, calligraphy, temperament."
Su Qingluo said bluntly: "I am best at these three things."
Xu Yanru nodded: "Alright, let's compare these three items, Master will make arrangements."
"Master Xie."
Su Qingluo heaved a sigh of relief, secretly sighing for luck.
Fortunately, Mrs. Xu is not a stubborn person and will not force others to make things difficult for her. Otherwise, she would really want to drive the ducks to the shelves and use spells bravely to cope with the competition.
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The next three competitions were scheduled in the afternoon. During the lunch break, Mrs. Xu specially sent someone to deliver a message that a special quiver had been prepared for Su Qingluo.
Let her go to the stables of the imperial guards by herself and choose a horse she likes so that she can practice archery in the future.
Su Qingluo was naturally overjoyed, coaxed the little prince to take a nap, then went to the stables with Wang Meng, picked a tall and strong war horse to serve as his mount.
Wang Meng also took a fancy to a war horse, but unfortunately he was not the little prince's companion. It's okay to have fun in the martial arts field, and to compare strength with others, but you are not qualified to choose a war horse.
Su Qingluo comforted him with a smile, Hei Feng is a natural war horse, and his speed and endurance don't need any war horses.
When he rides the black wind to the other courtyard to make his debut one day, the sensation he will cause will certainly not be smaller than today's one-handed tripod.
Thinking of Heifeng, Wang Meng instantly regained his mental balance secretly thinking that he must ride Heifeng to the other courtyard for a walk some other day.
Let those children from aristocratic families who look down on country bumpkins with their eyes higher than the top, see the purebred horses that the little master grinds into powder with thousand-year-old herbs, mixes them in grass fodder, and carefully nurtures them.
*************
After noon, the little prince woke up, Su Qingluo took his little hand, walked from Zhaixing Pavilion to Zixuan Pavilion, and continued the class.
The three competitions arranged by Xu Yanru are swordsmanship, calligraphy, and temperament in order.
Su Qingluo won with great ease. The three competitions, like the riding and archery competition in the morning, almost became her exhibition competitions.
She used bamboo instead of sword, and knocked down Wang Yehan's long sword with three strokes.
A smooth and vigorous Lanting Preface stunned everyone present.
Playing the bamboo flute attracts white birds to circle the beam, and even more so amazes the onlookers who eat melons.
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^
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"What does Master want us to compare?"
"Better than what they think they are best at."
Xu Yanru's eyes were wrinkled: "For example, the calligraphy of Wei Ziming and Xu Ruoxuan, the swordsmanship of Wang Yehan, the arithmetic of Li Yunxiu, the rhythm of Wu Zimeng, the painting of Liu Xiuming, the chess skills of Li Haoming, the poetry and prose of Wang Haoxuan and Gu Changqing .”
"Well!"
Su Qing dropped a black line.
Mrs. Xu really had a plan a long time ago!
She believes in herself so much that she will definitely win?
Although the opponents are just children who haven't grown up, she is very proficient in everything.
Not to mention anything else, just referring to painting alone is a bit difficult.
She is the reincarnation of the **** of war, with fair medical skills and melody, but she really doesn't know anything about painting.
Unless it is fake, rubbing with spiritual power, imagining the shapes of flowers, birds, insects and fish in your mind, and borrowing magic to appear on rice paper is enough to make the fake ones look like the real ones.
It's just that such a profound spell is too cheap to win a child.
*****
"Xiao Qingluo, but is there any difficulty?"
Seeing her contemplating, Xu Yanru frowns and looks concerned.
Su Qingluo smiled helplessly: "Master Xu, can you simplify it a bit and just choose three or two contests?"
"Alright, what do you want to compare?"
Xu Yanru's original intention was the same, and she told all the strengths of the ten companions, but she used this to test Su Qingluo's bottom line.
The little girl in front of her is definitely not an idle person, she hides a lot of secrets, she wants to find out her true background, so she has to make a bad move.
"Swordsmanship, calligraphy, temperament."
Su Qingluo said bluntly: "I am best at these three things."
Xu Yanru nodded: "Alright, let's compare these three items, Master will make arrangements."
"Master Xie."
Su Qingluo heaved a sigh of relief, secretly sighing for luck.
Fortunately, Mrs. Xu is not a stubborn person and will not force others to make things difficult for her. Otherwise, she would really want to drive the ducks to the shelves and use spells bravely to cope with the competition.
*************
The next three competitions were scheduled in the afternoon. During the lunch break, Mrs. Xu specially sent someone to deliver a message that a special quiver had been prepared for Su Qingluo.
Let her go to the stables of the imperial guards by herself and choose a horse she likes so that she can practice archery in the future.
Su Qingluo was naturally overjoyed, coaxed the little prince to take a nap, then went to the stables with Wang Meng, picked a tall and strong war horse to serve as his mount.
Wang Meng also took a fancy to a war horse, but unfortunately he was not the little prince's companion. It's okay to have fun in the martial arts field, and to compare strength with others, but you are not qualified to choose a war horse.
Su Qingluo comforted him with a smile, Hei Feng is a natural war horse, and his speed and endurance don't need any war horses.
When he rides the black wind to the other courtyard to make his debut one day, the sensation he will cause will certainly not be smaller than today's one-handed tripod.
Thinking of Heifeng, Wang Meng instantly regained his mental balance secretly thinking that he must ride Heifeng to the other courtyard for a walk some other day.
Let those children from aristocratic families who look down on country bumpkins with their eyes higher than the top, see the purebred horses that the little master grinds into powder with thousand-year-old herbs, mixes them in grass fodder, and carefully nurtures them.
*************
After noon, the little prince woke up, Su Qingluo took his little hand, walked from Zhaixing Pavilion to Zixuan Pavilion, and continued the class.
The three competitions arranged by Xu Yanru are swordsmanship, calligraphy, and temperament in order.
Su Qingluo won with great ease. The three competitions, like the riding and archery competition in the morning, almost became her exhibition competitions.
She used bamboo instead of sword, and knocked down Wang Yehan's long sword with three strokes.
A smooth and vigorous Lanting Preface stunned everyone present.
Playing the bamboo flute attracts white birds to circle the beam, and even more so amazes the onlookers who eat melons.
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^
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