Chapter 67 Who says Fei Shuimei Philadelphia

Liu Yan, the top ten Huajiu on the Feishui painting boat, and the literary calligraphy and painting are outstanding. Both temperament and appearance are the best choices. Such people can't even compare with those famous buildings in Lin'an City.

"Since the prince came to Lin'an, it was a little woman who neglected it," Liu Yan saluted slightly.

And others in the painting, including Nangong Hui, did not expect that since Zhao Feng came to Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty, the people who thought it was Beizhongzhou because Zhao Feng's appearance and clothes were very similar to the customs of Beizhongzhou. In particular, the arrogant and proud look is unique to Beizhongzhou. Perhaps Zhongzhou is low-key, restrained and luxurious, and Beizhongzhou is high-profile and arrogant. First, Zhongzhou is weak and arrogant, and Ganzhongzhou is domineering and arrogant. This is the atmosphere of Zhongzhou and close to the four states.

Dongfang Qiu and Ding Rui's faces sank when they heard Zhao Feng's words. Since the Nangong family really invited people from Zhongzhou and they were in Lin'an, they must inform the owner of this matter quickly, and Zhao Feng's appearance did not look like ordinary people at all. Whether it was the awl on the head or the fabric of the jade coat on the waist, it showed that it was Lin'an inner city. The son of that official or nobleman.

And Liu Yan didn't think so much. Although she knew the situation of the Nangong family now, she did not neglect Zhao Feng and Nangong Hui because of this, because the painting of Feishui knew that it was the property of the King of Chu.

"Today, the little girl invited everyone to appreciate these famous paintings." Liu Yan smiled after saying that, but with a simple smile, whether it was Nangong Hui and others or other people invited, they were a little lost their souls.

Zhao Feng frowned and thought "not simple" in his heart. Although he did not feel the true spirit on Liu Yan, there was obviously a charming shadow in the smile just now. It was not easy to look at the back of this small painting, and then his right hand gently lost a true breath to Nangong Hui under the table.

In an instant, Nangong Hui woke up from a lost state of soul. When he was about to ask what was going on, he was grabbed by Zhao Feng's wrist. Although Nangong Hui, who was grabbed by Zhao Feng, did not understand Zhao Feng's meaning, he did not make a sound and looked at the paintings.

Liu Yan saw Zhao Feng and Nangong Hui's eyes slightly wrinkled and then immediately disappeared and returned to normal.

"A few pairs of paintings have been collected by our Lin. Today, I invite you to write poems for several paintings. If the little woman feels good, everyone in Lin will invite the guest to enter the middle of the painting for a night tonight. Of course, only one can enter," Liu Yan continued.

Then a maid presented the four treasures of the study and put them on various tables. Now the people in the painting boat are basically famous talents and poets in Philadelphia, so they want to show their best state and write the best poems for Liu Yan to see, because the painting boat on Feishui, especially the painting boat in the middle, is a place that many people dream of entering. Not to mention that you can drink poetry with talented women like Lin, you can also choose any of the top ten flower leaders to spend a good night together.

And the identities of those who can enter the middle painting are very valuable people, such as Tianwu of Tianwu Sect and the governor of Xianzhongzhou.

After saying that, Liu Yan saluted and entered the back of the flower screen and didn't know what to do. At this time, all the people in the painting boat were observing and thinking about three famous paintings, and these three famous paintings were all from the hands of Wu Xiuzhi in the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty.

During the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, there was a generation of people who did not lose to the painting of Saint Luomin today. He was good at painting the city and the world, and finally thought that five paintings had entered the realm of apocalypse. They are the water painting of Philadelphia, the street map of Yunjin City, the map of Weicheng, the map of the inner city of Lin'an and the map of Yuanguan Academy.

Now, four authentic works of these five famous paintings are collected in the Imperial Palace of the Song Dynasty, and the other famous paintings that brought Wu Xiuzhi into the realm of the apocalypse are collected in the academy. It is not so much collected in the academy as a corner of the academy at will.

At this time, the three paintings in the painting are not as good as the five famous paintings, but it can also be said that they are not inferior, especially the slightly released apocalyptic atmosphere shows that these three paintings were painted after the realm of Wu Xiuzhi's apocalypse.

And these three famous paintings are painting everything in Philadelphia. After Wu Xiu's apocalypse, he came to Philadelphia to draw three famous paintings to redeem one of the top ten flower leaders. This also became a good story in the Song Dynasty at that time. At the beginning, Zhao Feng also saw it from the book and asked the teacher. The teacher just smiled and said, "Wu Xiuzhi can only reach such a state because of this woman in the future"

Zhao Feng quietly looked at Wu Xiuzhi's three famous paintings and experienced the apocalyptic atmosphere that had not dissipated after hundreds of years, but these apocalyptic breaths revealed the world of conversation.

"Maybe Wu Xiuzhi is because of the red dust in the breath of the apocalypse, so both painting and the realm in this life can only be in the lower realm of the apocalypse," Zhao Feng thought in his heart, but Zhao Feng did not mind that because there were no difficulties, he would be trapped in the lower level like other experiences.

The academy is different from the three unknown places. If the apocalypse of the door needs to be pure and indevious, then the fearlessness of the academy is to experience everything in the world, and the magic change of the demon gate is to bear thousands of pains. As for the Buddha's door, the Buddha's lotus is to maintain the emptiness of thought.

At this time, except for Zhao Feng, all the other people in the boat have begun to write the poems in their minds. Only Zhao Feng is still looking at Wu Xiuzhi's paintings and experiencing the world in the enlightenment that day.

With the passage of time, Liu Yan came back to the painting boat when Zhao Feng wrote her own poems.

"Has everyone written it all?" Liu Yanjiao said with a smile. Suddenly, the people in the painting were stunned except for Zhao Feng and Nangong Hui.

"One smile falls in love with the face, two smiles fall in love with the city, three smiles fall in love with the country." Among them, Dongfang Qiu unconsciously practiced a sentence.

Liu Yanting smiled and said, "The Oriental prince is really funny. Compared with Lin, it is the gap between the pheasant and the phoenix"

Dongfang Qiu, who felt the gaffe, said awkwardly, "Both Lin and Liu Huakui are all beautiful women. You say no"

The rest of the people in the painting bow nodded hurriedly after hearing this, but their eyes were as colorless as wooden people.

At this time, Zhao Feng and Nangong Hui just quietly looked at Liu Yan and Dongfang Qiu and did not speak, and Zhao Feng felt the cultivation of Dongxuan's realm in Liu Yan's second smile, which means that Liu Yan must have something on Dong Xuan's cultivation and breath like Nangong Hui.

"Since you have written it, I will let the little girl see your poems. If you like them, they will stay in the center of the painting. After saying that, Liu Yan instructed the maid beside her to collect all the poems written by the people in the painting.

Although she continued to say, "The little girl will look at it in the back first. If she likes it, she will let the maid inform you. Now please take a break first. There is a good daughter red here. Please try it."

After saying that, she left with those poems, and then the maidservant presented her daughter's red to fill it for everyone.

When the people in the painting boat saw that Liu Yan had left, they talked to each other. Because they were both charming, Dongfang Qiu and Ding Rui did not continue to find trouble with Zhao Feng and Nangong Hui.

"Brother Zhou, what should I do now?" Zhao Feng told Nangong Hui something by voice before Liu Yan came out.

"Don't worry, I'd like to see what's wrong with this painting and what's the mysterious Lin's ability," Zhao Feng said with a smile.

Nangong Hui was relieved when he heard Zhao Feng's words. Although he still don't know what Zhao Feng's identity is, Zhao Feng always gives people a sense of peace of mind.

For a long time, when Liu Yan appeared in the painting, there was only a piece of rice paper in her hand, and when the people in the painting saw Liu Yan's appearance, they anxiously asked, "Whose poem was selected this time?" The rest of the people looked at Liu Yan nervously and expectantly after hearing it.

Liu Yan smiled and said that I should read this poem first,

Weak painting of sacred poems and songs, talented and beautiful women are admired.

First, who will spend money on the inside of Zhongzhou, and who will spend money on the beauty of Philadelphia.

A poem is full of silence. Whether it is literary talent or the atmosphere of the predecessor Zhongzhou, it is perfectly narrated. Whether it is Dongfang Qiu, Ding Rui or Nangong Hui, they are shocked. They are the first talents in Philadelphia, but they did not expect that the level of this poem has surpassed them.

Liu Yan looked at the painting and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Zhou Nian"

When Liu Yan read the poem on the rice paper, Zhao Feng knew that it was the poem she wrote, and Zhao Feng also smiled at Liu Yan and said, "Can I bring a person in?"

"If Mr. Zhou Nian wants to take Nangong Hui in, there is no problem," Liu Yan said as if she knew it again.

Zhao Feng nodded and pulled Nangong Hui, who was still surprised, and followed her maid to leave to see the painting boat and boarded a boat.

A beautiful woman in the middle of the painting of Feishui's painting, a beautiful woman who has not lost to Xiao Qing, is looking at the rice paper in her hand and said with a smile, "Who said that Feishui is beautiful in Philadelphia? I would like to see what the Lin'an person invited by Nangong's family has"