Mrs. Tu and the ladies present were stunned when they heard this.

Obviously, he didn't expect Shi Qingluo to have such a request.

I don’t know how to write poems or paintings, so I just want to imitate painting and writing.

Many people suppressed their laughter. Mrs. Tu was considered a talented woman in Beicheng when she was young. She could draw and write very well.

Shi Qingluo actually wanted to copy her paintings and poems. Isn't this humiliating herself?

It's a shame she came up with such a "stinky" method.

Mrs. Tu had the same idea. She laughed and said, "Of course I don't mind."

She raised her hand in a gesture of invitation, "Then please, Princess."

After a while, even if Shi Qingluo imitated her paintings and calligraphy, it would be embarrassing in comparison.

The ladies and ladies present, except Xi Rong, all thought that Shi Qingluo was going to make a fool of himself.

Shi Qingluo stood up and walked to the long table with a calm expression on his face.

At this time, a maid took the initiative to unfold Madam Butcher's painting.

Shi Qingluo read it carefully twice, then picked up the pen and started drawing.

The young husband is a master of imitation, and he is so good at imitating the real thing.

She learned old-fashioned techniques from her grandfather and was good at imitating them.

After marrying the young husband, he taught her a lot of imitation skills, so although she was not as good as the young husband, she could still imitate Madam Butcher's calligraphy and painting.

And not only did she imitate it, she also put in a lot of effort. Whether it was painting or calligraphy, her paintings and writing were better than Mrs. Tu's.

Mrs. Butcher wanted to make her look embarrassed, so she did the opposite and returned it.

There is a modern saying that it is not scary to wear matching clothes, whoever is ugly will be embarrassed.

The same applies to calligraphy and painting.

After she finished writing the last word, she threw the brush into the pen holder, "Okay!"

Mrs. Tu didn't think Shi Qingluo could surpass her, so she smiled and asked the maid to take the two paintings and put them in front of everyone for appreciation.

The maid first picked up Madam Butcher's painting, and the two of them held the four corners of the painting and showed it in front of everyone.

The other two maids picked up Shi Qingluo's painting and used the same method to stand aside and show it to everyone.

As soon as the painting was displayed, Madam Butcher's face, which was originally smiling, turned stiff.

There was even more disbelief in his eyes, how could this be possible?

Anyone who is good at calligraphy and painting can see that although the two paintings are almost the same, Shi Qingluo's painting is more expressive than hers, and the calligraphy has more character.

Other ladies and ladies who are good at calligraphy and painting also looked surprised.

I really didn't expect that Shi Qingluo could draw so well, and his handwriting was even more beautiful.

Although it is an imitation of Mrs. Butcher's calligraphy, it has a personal style of its own.

Looking at it this way, you can tell the difference between superior and inferior.

It also left all the ladies wondering how to comment.

But at this moment, Shi Qingluo chuckled and said, "I, the princess, have made a fool of myself!"

Then she looked at Madam Tu and asked with a half-smile, "What do Madam Tu think of my calligraphy?"

When Mrs. Tu saw the look in Shi Qingluo's eyes, she couldn't help but blush, angry and embarrassed.

This Princess Fubao is really difficult to deal with. Not only did she break her game one after another, but she also deliberately targeted her.

She really wanted to curse at this moment, but she had to maintain her demeanor and could only put on a forced smile, "The princess's painting skills and calligraphy are very superb."

Shi Qingluo did not let her go just like that, but asked in pursuit of victory: "What about the comparison with Madam?"

Mrs. Butcher: "..." This Princess Fubao is really annoying.

Realizing that everyone was looking at her, she clenched her hands on her lap into fists and could only say in frustration: "My paintings are not as good as the princess's."

Shi Qingluo smiled and said: "The flowers you painted are mainly lacking in spirit, and the calligraphy is a bit lacking in taste."

She added: "But my writing is still good. If I practice for a few more years, I might be able to have my own characteristics, and I won't blindly imitate the small regular script with hairpins on the copybook."

She was not polite at all, "It's just that it's not easy to improve the aura by painting this. Madam Butcher, please work harder in the future."

Today is also the time for Mrs. Tu to be embarrassed. She wrote in small regular script with hairpin flowers and painted flowers, which happened to be what she was best at.

In her previous life, her grandfather liked all kinds of flowers, and he also liked to use pen and ink to draw and record the different appearances of the same pot of flowers in different periods.

He also gave this job to her. In addition, she is an agricultural expert and loves flowers, so in painting, she is best at painting flowers.

Because I painted so much, I gradually became able to draw the charm of the flowers.

She is not very good at painting people or landscapes.

If she switches to cursive writing and landscape painting this time, she will definitely become the embarrassing one.

Of course, if it was cursive calligraphy and landscape painting, she wouldn't ask to follow Mrs. Tu's instructions.

The veil on Madam Butcher's hand was almost torn by her.

This time Shi Qingluo went too far. He actually ridiculed her for her blunt calligraphy and lack of spirit in her paintings.

But whether it was painting or calligraphy, she was indeed not as good as Shi Qingluo. How could she refute?

He could only say even more aggrievedly: "Thank you, Princess, for your advice."

Shi Qingluo raised his eyebrows, "Mrs. Tu said this with a bit of gnashing of teeth. Does she think what the princess said is wrong?"

Huh, if you want to embarrass her, of course she will fight back.

Mrs. Butcher: "..." How could there be someone who speaks so directly and harshly?

The smile on her face could hardly be maintained, "How could it be? The princess misunderstood."

Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "I used to be a peasant girl, so I am more direct and straightforward in speaking and doing things. I am not as reserved and secretive as you noble ladies."

"Please forgive me if I have offended you in any way!"

She said this without any apology on her face.

Mrs. Butcher and the ladies of her group: "..." I always felt that I was being connoted.

But after Shi Qingluo said so, what else could they do?

Arguing with a peasant girl? Or challenging a princess?

At the critical moment, Qing Luo was even better, leaving them unable to challenge him.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, a maid hurried over with a bamboo flute.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Butcher immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The bamboo flute is here, Princess, please!"

If Shi Qing is just pretending, he will do it right away.

Shi Qing smiled and took the bamboo flute, "Then I will show my ugliness again."

Mrs. Butcher and others: "..." You should shut up quickly.

The one just now was called Xian Chou. They are not as good as her. Isn't that even more embarrassing?

Especially Mrs. Tu, she always felt that Shi Qingluo was mocking her again, and she was even more angry.

Shi Qingluo took the bamboo flute and started playing. She was playing "Three Plum Blossoms", which was her favorite tune in her previous life.

Because she had to participate in a theatrical performance in college, she chose this ancient flute song and practiced it over and over again.

Therefore, not only did I become very familiar with it, but I also liked it very much, so I put a lot of emotion into it when I played it.

So when you play it, it is no worse than the lady who played the piano just now, and it even has more charm and artistic conception.

After Mrs. Tu listened to Shi Qingluo playing the music, her smile completely froze on her face.

How could this happen? Is this really a peasant girl?

She would regret using this to make Shi Qingluo look bad, which would have caused her great humiliation today.
Chapter completed!