Chapter 43
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No wonder those examiners were arguing endlessly just now and were slow to come to a conclusion. One feared that they did not think that such a majestic painting was actually drawn by the idiot Shen Miao's hands.
The chief examiner, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet Zhong Zi Qi said, "Student Shen Miao, come up and talk about why this painting was made."
Every student who obtained 'First Rank' would have to talk about their understanding of getting the first rank. However today Shen Miao was asked to talk about the reason for the painting. Naturally it was because everyone did not believe that she was able to make this painting and feared that it was an idea that she heard from somewhere else.
Shen Qing smiled and whispered to Yi Pei Lan at the side, "This time the cat is out of the bag."
"But this was really not drawn by her?" Yi Pei Lan was somewhat puzzled, "Just now we all saw it. She personally drew it stroke by stroke."
"That painting skill is not outstanding. As for the painting intent, who knows if there was someone guiding it." Shen Qing looked disdainfully at Shen Miao who was walking up the stage, "After living with her for so many years, I still do not know what she knows. Now that Grand Secretary Zhong wants her to talk about the reason for the painting, one think that she would not be able to say it. One fear that she would lose all her face again. "
Yi Pei Lan also smiled when she heard it, "Like I said, how could there be such a saying of becoming a talented female so quickly. One fear that it was to attract that person. "Her eyes ambiguously swept over to Prince Ding's side of the male side of the banquet," To invite an expert to guide, Shen Miao could be considered to have racked her brains for him. "
Shen Qing's face stiffened and suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, "Let's take a look."
On the stage, Shen Miao quietly looked at the unfolded scroll. She slowly stretched out her hand and under everyone's astonished gaze, she caressed the painting.
"The reason why this painting was made was because I heard from my father that every year on the battlefield, there were many heroes who died on the battlefield, dying in the yellow sands. But the journey was long and they could only be buried on the battlefield. At that time, there were no chrysanthemums in the Northwest deserts or the Northern grasslands. Chrysanthemums bloomed in the warm South and in the bustling Ding capital. There were songs and dances to celebrate peace and there was no need to worry about food and clothing but it was at the cost of the lives of the soldiers at the border. "
The discussion gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes gathered on the purple-clothed girl.
Her gaze was calm, and she spoke as if she was narrating a story, "My father once said that the soldiers who died in the war couldn't even have a bunch of chrysanthemums after their sacrifice. There would be no flowers blooming on the battlefield, and the generals and soldiers would not even be able to experience a complete mourning. Their wives and children can only stay far away, wearing white chrysanthemums on their heads and offering them white chrysanthemums. "
"I believe that the reason everyone is able to calmly admire chrysanthemums here is all because there are brave men guarding the border. It's a pity that I can't do anything for them. I can only paint a bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of a pile of yellow soil to comfort their souls. "
The young girl stood in the wind. Her eyes were clear, but her words were powerful and resonant. It was as if her words were the only thing in the world that was clear and sweet. However, they were like morning bells and evening drums, beating on everyone's hearts.
Shen Miao lowered her eyes slightly.
Did the Tian family of Ming Qi not want to deal with the aristocratic families and the Shen family? But the world was so big that everyone's eyes would see and everyone's ears would listen. Preventing the people's mouths was more important than preventing a river. Since the Tian family wanted to attack the General residence, she would let everyone in the world take a look.
Look, the Shen family used their lives to fight for meritorious deeds. The Shen family used their lives to guard the city walls of Ming Qi. Now all of you nobles were singing and dancing in the capital, and it was all because of the blood and flesh on the battlefield!
Stepping on the blood of the soldiers, would the Imperial family of Ming Qi still dare to suppress them with great fanfare?
If you dare, then do not be afraid of the eyes of everyone in the world!
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