Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

He raised his eyebrows imperceptibly: "He also participated in the scientific examination?"

"Yes, he participated in the lock hall test, but..."

After hesitating for half a second, Eunuch Quan said cautiously, "But he didn't write an answer, nor did he write any arguments."

"Um?"

If he doesn't answer the questions and doesn't write arguments, what does he do for reference?

Occupy the number room?

Eunuch Quan carefully sneaked a glance at the emperor, and seeing that he didn't seem to be angry, he slightly increased his courage:

"I heard that he was either sleeping or scribbling on the rice paper during the exam."

Mrs. Xie obviously couldn't hear these words, so he glanced at Eunuch Quan with some displeasure, and bowed to the emperor: "Your Majesty, please listen to the old minister."

"Su Xiaoshizi didn't scribble, he was just answering questions in his own way."

"Oh? Why did Taifu say this?"

This time, it really made Long Jingyuan curious.

Master Xie was the mentor of all the princes back then, and his talent and ability were beyond doubt.

It's rare that he maintains it like this, and it can be seen that the graffiti works are evident.

"The emperor knows when he sees the painting of the little prince."

Mrs. Xie didn't say much, walked to the door of the hall, and took the roll from the hand of the entourage.

The paintings inside were carefully taken out and placed neatly on the long table one by one.

Long Jingyuan gently flicked his bright yellow sleeves and slowly plated them to the front of the table.

The other ministers who had previously destroyed Su Qiao and Hou Mansion looked at each other and walked over.

Mrs. Xie looked at the paintings with satisfaction, pointed to one of the paintings and said, "Please look at the emperor, he has painted five paintings in total."

"First, let's look at the foundation of painting."

"You see, although the brush and ink are not the best, but a few strokes can simply outline a mood, which is really not easy."

"To be honest, even this old man, he doesn't have the confidence to do it."

A strange light flashed in Long Jingyuan's eyes, his deep eyes slowly swept across the paintings on the table, and finally stopped on the fifth set.

It was a landscape painting.

There is a wooden house with a courtyard in the painting, surrounded by green mountains and forests.

In the yard, there are stone tables, stone benches, and tea with white mist on the table.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Long Jingyuan's heart seemed to be stung by something, and he shuddered slightly.

Kind of... familiar.

Déjà vu... acquaintance.

But he is very clear that he has never been here, and he has never seen this scene.

He frowned slightly, and there was a rare trace of confusion in his eyes.

After listening to Mrs. Xie's words, several ministers who came around couldn't believe it.

"Master Xie, are you kidding me?"

They admitted that Su Xiaoshizi's painting was really good, but Mrs. Xie was too exaggerated.

Xiang Chu, who has always been very difficult to deal with Mrs. Xie, touched his beard and said:

"Master Xie, do you know the little prince who just came back from the Su residence?"

So flattering that kid, could it be that Hou's mansion climbed up to Xie's mansion?

Master Xie's expression became positive: "Chu Xiang, the old man and the little prince have never met before."

It was during the random inspection of the papers that he heard the invigilators talking about the matter of the young prince of Suhou Mansion.

"Your Majesty, please take a look at this first picture."

"This is a complete constellation map, seven constellations in the east, seven constellations in the north, seven constellations in the west, and seven constellations in the south, making up the twenty-eight constellations, the four directions of the east, south, west, and north, namely Qinglong, Suzaku, Baihu, and Xuanwu. Four elephants."

"The four spirits of the sky are square."

"The person who draws must be very familiar with the constellations, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to draw exactly the same score.

And although the things painted are simple, whether it is the half moon in the sky, the clouds and mists in the night sky, or the star field in the sky, they are all lifelike, as if they are right in front of them. "