The Rebirth of the Empress

Understand

The discussion continued as the examiners on stage showed the paintings to the crowd to be seen and shown the fairness of the results.

The painting of Fan Liu-er and Zhao Yan is a path from the view of the blooming garden. To be honest, it was pretty but too ordinary so they naturally ranked in the last few.

Qin Qing painted a large 'red fairy' Chrysanthemum. Most likely he was most familiar with this type of Chrysanthemum and the entire painting only depicted this one Chrysanthemum. Each fiber is drawn, making it look very lifelike. It could be considered that he completely ignored his artistic conception and focused entirely on his drawing skills. The clear 'red fairies' drawing on paper was exquisite but the academy examination was not only to test one's painting technique but also to check the intent of the painting. So no matter how beautiful this Chrysanthemum was, it could only rank third.

Very quickly it was Shen Yue's part. Shen Yue bit his lips as he sat by Chen Rou Qiu's side, with a barely noticeable smile on his face but his fists clenched firmly. If it was ordinary, he would definitely smile lightly like clouds and breeze as he received sincere praise and jealousy from everyone. But now, this 'second rank' was like a profound sarcasm that made him feel that everyone was looking at him with eyes full of ridicule and ridicule.

Shen Yue's painting was on the rest of Chrysanthemum. Rain and wind came and many Chrysanthemum petals fell but there were still sporadic petals firmly attached to the buds and the stem still remained straight, as if it was the integrity of a large person. There were also two sentences beside him, 'It is better to die with the fragrance on the branch, than to fly with the North wind.'

The thought of this painting is considered sublime. Generally, painting is an extension of people's hands and since the rest of the Chrysanthemum is noble, one can say that the person who draws definitely has high integrity. The chief examiner's favorite were people who possessed talent and character, so if Shen Yue's painting was unable to reach 'first rank', it was very impossible to imagine what Shen Miao had drawn.

“The painting is good? How is this on the second level? ” Bai Wei shouted, "I really don't understand at all."

Chen Rou Qiu also did not understand. At first he thought that Shen Yue was a bit nervous and strayed from the path. Who knew that when the painting was taken out, he then knew that his own daughter had done nothing wrong. As in previous years, this would indeed be a decent first rank. But why are there different results?

Ren Wan Yun was somewhat rejoicing over their misfortune. Shen Yue was outstanding in his talent and would suppress Shen Qing in the academy examinations in every category so seeing Shen Yue suffer this time, even though Shen Miao winning the first rank made him unhappy, it doesn't matter to him either. He was overall happy to watch the fun in front of him.

The examiner on the stage instructed the two pages to unroll the painting and the voices paused for a moment.

The drawing paper was huge and Shen Miao's painting had many white areas. His drawing skills were originally not extraordinary so he only painted a vague scene but suddenly there was an incredible atmosphere to it.

In the scroll, endless yellow sand with a bloody sunsets that looked overflowing and a broken sword stood in the middle of the yellow earth with white chrysanthemums at the ends.

There, Chrysanthemums are just for show because they are so small that one cannot see the petals. But in this picture it is like painting a dragon and adorning the eyes, making it bring out a sense of desired beauty.

Everyone present was silent for a moment. Paper and ink separated it but one could feel sorrow and misery from a helpless struggle.

It was war.

Chen Rou Qiu and Shen Yue trembled at the same time. Seeing clearly what was painted on the scroll, they knew that in this match there was definitely no possibility for them to return.

It was true that Shen Yue's pawn was indeed elegant, the power of the pawn flowed throughout the pawn without being conspicuous and had character and felt noble. But Shen Miao's painting was like it had stripped the 'people' of it. If someone said that Shen Yue borrowed a Chrysanthemum to sing to someone else, then Shen Miao borrowed the interest to talk about one's purpose. How could one's emotions compare to the brutality of war?

It was fitting that the examiners had just been at odds and were late in making a decision. Most likely they had not expected that such a magnificent painting was actually drawn by the hands of Shen Miao, an idiot.

Any student who reaches 'first rank' should talk about sentiment before the event. However today the main reason for letting Shen Miao talk about the origin of the painting was naturally because everyone did not believe that he could come out with such a painting and was afraid that it was the idea he heard.

Shen Qing smiled and whispered to Yi Pei Lan, who was sitting next to him, "The cat will come out of his bag."

"Is this really not his painting?" Yi Pei Lan was puzzled, "It's only now that we've all seen that he alone is drawing each punch."

"The drawing skill is not exceptional and for the purpose of the painting, who knows if anyone is advising." Shen Qing looked in disdain towards Shen Miao as he walked towards the stage, “Have lived with him for so many years, I still don't know what he can do. The examiner wanted him to talk about the origin of the painting and if he could not say anything, I was worried he would lose his entire face there.

Yi Pei Lan also laughed when she heard it, “I will say, how can it be a talented woman. I'm afraid it's all done to attract that person ..." His eyes ambiguously swept toward the direction where Prince Ding was sitting, "To ask for guidance from someone higher up, Shen Miao left no stone unturned for him."

Shen Qing's expression stiffened as he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said, "Just look."

On the stage, Shen Miao silently looked at the opened scroll. His hand slowly stretched out and stroked the image, shocking everyone.

“The reason for painting this scene is simply because of listening to what my father said earlier. Every year on the battlefield, countless corpses of brave warriors were wrapped in cloth as they perished in the yellow sand where they fell. The distance was so far away that they could only bury it in the battlefield and at that time there were no Chrysanthemums in the northwestern desert and northern plains. Chrysanthemum flowers in the warmer south, blooming in the thriving capital city of Ding. Her songs and dances bring peace and happiness and where food and clothing are not things to worry about, but this costs the lives of the soldiers who protect the border.”

As the discussion gradually stopped, everyone's eyes were fixed on the purple-clothed young lady.

His eyes were calm and he spoke like he was telling a story, “My father once said that because of war, the soldiers who have been killed will not have a single Chrysanthemum. There would be no flowers blooming on the battlefield and the soldiers would not even have time to grieve. And their wives and children can only be separated far away and wear white Chrysanthemum Flowers on their heads while white Chrysanthemum Flowers are presented to them.”

“I think that everyone can calmly enjoy and appreciate Chrysanthemum today, the reason being that there are brave warriors guarding the border. It's unfortunate that I can't do anything for them other than paint white Chrysanthemums in a yellow ground landscape to entertain brave souls. ”

The young lady stood in the middle of the wind with a pair of clear eyes and a resounding voice, it was as if in heaven and on earth only his words sounded sweet but like the morning bell and evening drum, beating in everyone's heart.

Shen Miao's eyes drooped slightly.

Didn't the Heavenly Ming Qi family want to deal with a large and influential noble family and deal with the Shen family? But the world was vast and everyone's eyes could see and everyone's ears could listen. Stopping people's mouths was harder than damming the river so he would attack first. Since the Heavenly Family wanted to use the General's residence as an example, then he wanted the entire world to watch.

See, the Shen family risked their lives to achieve meritorious merit, the Shen family used their lives to defend the Ming Qi wall. The peace and prosperity that you noble youths enjoy now are all built from their blood and flesh cut down on the battlefield!

Treading the blood of the soldiers, did the Ming Qi Imperial family still dare to suppress them with fanfare?

If you dare then do not be afraid of the eyes of everyone in the world!