My mother is good at both medicine and poison, and she is reborn to kill people

After hearing what Su Huan said, everyone at the banquet painted a picture of lotus and even wrote a poem.

However, they still heard the rumors about Su Huan, the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family, that she had no talent, no looks, and no moral integrity, and that His Royal Highness Prince Jing had broken off her engagement with her.

What I saw with my own eyes today is that he is not the kind of person who is not presentable. On the contrary, his speech and behavior are very appropriate. His talent can be seen from this work.

But let’s not talk about the specific results presented by this work.

In such a short period of time, he calmly painted a picture in public and wrote a poem on it. Even if it is not satisfactory, it is still good.

The three brothers of the Shen family were sitting there, and they felt a little more at ease at this moment.

Su Bingyan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Su Huan could actually produce a decent work.

Zhu's face was not so good. If that little bitch was allowed to turn over in such an occasion, she, as the mistress of the house, would be criticized.

Su Xuan's face gradually became ugly. It was impossible. That little bitch could have any attainments in calligraphy, writing, and poetry. It must be nothing good.

Absolutely impossible!

Su Huan's works were first presented to the Emperor, the Empress, and Princess Zhaohua for appreciation.

When Yan Wan saw the painting and the poem, she frowned and looked at the girl who was standing calmly below.

Suddenly, I felt that the rumors about Su Huan were ridiculous.

Yan Wan's gaze swept across Zhu who was sitting next to Su Bingyan, and then fell on Su Xuan who was sitting next to Mo Jingyao.

The Prime Minister's Mansion allowed the rumors about Su Huan to run wild, and this mother and daughter probably played an indispensable role.

Mo Lingtian examined Su Huan's works "Lotus Leaves Reaching the Sky" and "Lotus Flowers Reflecting the Sun", and found them to be extremely well written.

The poem and the painting echo each other, bringing the artistic conception of the painting to a higher level.

What is more worth mentioning is that Su Huan's handwriting is well-balanced, thin and rigid, with a decisive momentum. The strokes are crisp and elegant, with strong bones and rigorous structure. This level of achievement cannot be achieved without hard work.

As an emperor, he would never interfere in the affairs of his subjects' mansions.

However, the rumor has spread to such an extent that it is really misleading.

There is no denying that Su Xuan is not bad, but at this moment, if we really talk about it, Su Huan's talent and attainments in this poem and this calligraphy are far superior to Su Xuan's.

In this comparison, his sixth brother lost the treasure, while Mo Qianhan picked up the bargain.

Princess Zhaohua admired it and was also surprised.

Even Zhenbei Hou Chu Hao who was standing nearby was extremely surprised. He really didn't expect that a person who was rumored to have such a bad reputation could be so talented.

Afterwards, Princess Zhaohua ordered her servants to take down Su Huan's work and circulate it around.

The officials and their wives who attended the banquet were all from upper third-rank families. Even though some of the military officers were not very knowledgeable about poetry and books, everyone could tell whether something was beautiful or not.

And those civil servants, especially those important officials in the Censorate and the Hanlin Academy, would surely be aware of the importance of this.

Finally, it was circulated among the young men and women, and they were all dumbfounded.

If Su Huan had created this work in private and finally presented it, they would have reason to doubt it. But since he painted, wrote inscriptions and composed poems in public, how could it be fake?

The three brothers of the Shen family looked at each other and thought that their youngest sister was truly a person who could make a big splash if she remained silent!

Yuqin and Nangong Yue, who had just met Su Huan, praised Su Huan's works after seeing them, saying that her paintings, poems and calligraphy were good.

After Su Bingyan saw Su Huan's work, he couldn't help but look coldly at Zhu who was standing next to him.

When Zhu felt the Prime Minister's cold gaze, her heart skipped a beat. It was unrealistic to try to cover up Su Huan's brilliance now.

Damn it, that little bitch really turned the tables. They were all deceived by this little bitch before.

No! The net she had prepared was just waiting for this little bitch to be caught. The more she did so, the more she could not leave Su Huan alive.

Su Xuan's face turned completely black. How could she let that bitch Su Huan take away her reputation so easily? She was the most famous daughter of the prime minister in the capital.

Mo Jingyao sat there, picked up the glass of wine on the table and drank it all. The Su Huan, who used to be dull and uninteresting, unexpectedly became outstanding and full of charm.

He noticed that Mo Qianhan's face was full of smiles when he looked at Su Huan, and he felt that his previous thoughts were all extremely wrong. This was not a humiliation at all, but a treasure for Mo Qianhan.

Mo Lingtian also noticed the expression of his younger brother. No matter what, things had come to this point and the matter was done. It could not be changed.

"You are so modest. This is not a clumsy work. This painting, this poem, and this calligraphy are all top-notch works. At your age, I am afraid no one can surpass you. And the combination of the three is the best."

Su Huan bowed, saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

Mo Lingtian: "I am just speaking the truth."

At this time, Yan Wan should play the role of a virtuous queen. "Your Majesty is right. Miss Su is indeed rare."

Princess Zhaohua: "Prime Minister Su just said that Miss Su has always been sick and weak, and has never focused on these things. If she puts all her energy into this, it will be terrible."

Seeing the situation, Su Bingyan had no choice but to agree with them one by one, but he couldn't help showing embarrassment on his face.

However, at this time, the more recognition Su Huan's work received, the more painful Su Bingyan felt on his face. As for Zhu, Su Huan's stepmother, she felt even more ashamed.

However, no one would poke the prime minister and his wife in the spine in person on such an occasion.

But just from the fact that so many rumors were spread about Su Huan, and no one in the Prime Minister's Mansion came out to clear Su Huan's name, it is clear that there is a struggle in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After her biological mother passed away and her stepmother took over, one can imagine the life of the daughter of the original wife in the back house.

Su Huan doesn't care how Su Bingyan, Zhu, Su Xuan and others are viewed. The purpose of doing this has been achieved, so she is naturally happy and there is no need for her to care about them.

Then, Su Huan returned to her seat and sat down. As soon as she sat down, Mo Qianhan's scorching eyes were cast at her, full of admiration. The person in front of him was so dazzling that she couldn't take her eyes off him.

She coughed lightly, signaling Mo Qianhan to restrain his gaze.

Mo Qianhan smiled at Su Huan and followed her hint. He then poured a glass of refreshing fruit wine and placed it in front of Su Huan. "Fruit wine, can I drink it?"

Su Huan took it and drank it all in one gulp. This kind of wine didn't have much alcohol content, and with her current physical condition, she could keep drinking.

In an instant, they noticed countless gazes passing between them.

Naturally, they were too lazy to pay attention.

Afterwards, those young men and women who were supposed to come up and show themselves finally came up with their heads held high.

Who would have thought that with the example of Princess Changle, there would come another Miss Su who was the most outstanding lady in the capital. This was already shocking enough.

I had thought that Su Huan was at most a half-baked person, and that after her, I would feel a little more relaxed. But who would have thought that she was such a jackpot.

People came out one after another to perform, and their performances could only be described as mediocre, with one or two outstanding ones, but it was difficult for them to surpass the first three.

As for those young masters, they were never as enthusiastic as those young ladies in competing with each other at the banquet in the past, and there was no need for them to do so today.

Finally, Princess Zhaohua also announced impartially: "Su Huan, the daughter of Prime Minister Su, ranked first in calligraphy, first in poetry, and third in painting. She should be the champion today."

Su Xuan and Chu Rou were evenly matched in the piano and dance competition, and were finally determined to be tied for second place.

The rewards prepared by Princess Zhaohua this time only belong to the top winner. If you are not the top winner, what is the meaning of other things?