Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 144 Grasp

Shen Qingyu looked innocent, "Sister, since Madam Nanrong has other plans, let's just forget about it."

She turned her eyes slightly, and Shen Qingyu and Shen Ruyan looked at each other.

Although Shen Ruyan likes to flatter the powerful and look down on the weak, the Shen family is still her mother's family after all. If the Shen family becomes notorious, then she, Shen Ruyan, will definitely lose face.

"Shen Xitong, get off!" Shen Ruyan scolded, "Why, you don't even want to listen to me, your aunt?"

Shen Xitong looked at the bamboo curtain reluctantly, hoping that the person standing behind the curtain would speak up to help her. But unfortunately, even though she stared at him with her tearful eyes, the person still did not move and stood quietly behind the curtain.

Could it be that, from the beginning to the end, everything that just happened was just a coincidence?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Shen Xitong's face turned pale.

Shen Ruyan had already spoken, and Shen Xitong could only return in disgrace amid the ridicule of so many people.

However, Shen Xitong still retained some rationality. Although she was furious, she still understood that Madam Nan Rong was humiliating her in public and was clearly bullying their Shen family.

Thinking of this, Shen Xitong blamed all the humiliation she had suffered today on Shen Qingyu. If it weren't for the fact that this little bitch Shen Qingyu had just offended Madam Nanrong, Madam Nanrong would not have treated her like this.

"Shen Qingyu, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Returning to her seat, Shen Xitong glared at Shen Qingyu hatefully with venom in her eyes. She would never forget the humiliation that Shen Qingyu brought her today.

"Sister, I've said before that it's better for people to know themselves."

Shen Qingyu took a sip of fruit wine. She wanted to know what Madam Nan Rong wanted to do.

Shen Xitong was just angry and lost her mind, but Madam Nanrong suddenly changed her mind. In addition to her, many other young ladies from aristocratic families did not go on stage.

"Madam Nanrong, my two nieces are usually spoiled by my third brother. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with these two little girls."

Shen Ruyan apologized to Madam Nanrong with a smile, but every word she said implicitly belittled the sisters Shen Xitong and Shen Qingyu. Not only did she say that they were arrogant and willful, but also that they did not know etiquette. If you think about it more deeply, these two young ladies of the Shen family are not worthy of Master Nanrong at all, and there is no need to include them.

"Mrs. Xiao, you are too polite. How could I be so petty as to argue with two girls?"

Madam Nan Rong chuckled and raised her hand, and the maid came in front of the people present, holding a scroll.

"All of you ladies are highly talented. I wanted to see them one by one, but I am too busy with trivial matters in the mansion, and you ladies have come from far away. I would rather waste your time. After thinking about it, I decided to change the way."

Madam Nan Rong pointed at the scroll and said meaningfully, "I am taking advantage of my birthday today to test the ladies present here. If anyone answers well, I will give her a generous gift."

Madam Nan Rong suddenly cancelled the performances of those young ladies from aristocratic families. The remaining ones who had not yet performed were naturally dissatisfied. However, when they saw Madam Nan Rong publicly promise to decide the future young lady of the Nanrong family with a painting, they felt that this was much fairer than before.

After all, the first person to perform was Liang Lan, the daughter of the Liang family. She was Madam Nanrong's niece. If Madam Nanrong had an affair with them, they would be helpless.

At that moment, all the ladies and young ladies from the noble families present were whispering to each other. Some of the smarter ones quickly guessed that the idea of ​​using a painting to seal a marriage must have come from the person behind the curtain.

Some people have been practicing painting hard for Master Nanrong, and now they are confident of success.

However, Wei Xue was deflated. She was good at wielding swords and guns on weekdays, but asking her to paint and compose poetry would be like asking her to die.

"Jinyue, are you sure?" Shen Ruyan asked worriedly.

Xiao Jinyue nodded, then shook her head uneasily. She originally thought that as long as she performed a stunning dance at Madam Nanrong's birthday banquet and won Madam Nanrong's appreciation, she would have a chance to be selected. But who knew that today it was Master Nanrong himself who set the questions.

"Don't worry, let's wait and see what happens."

Man proposes, God disposes. Shen Ruyan sighed slightly in her heart. It was rumored that Young Master Nanrong was of a dull character and never participated in any banquets, but no one would have thought that this most unlikely person would show up today.

"Mom, I'm just afraid of Shen Xitong..." Xiao Jinyue looked in Shen Xitong's direction unwillingly, "Just now, Master Nanrong seemed to be looking at her."

"Don't worry. Mother has inquired about it. Shen Xitong's reputation as a talented woman is half fake. She has beauty but her talent may not be genuine. Today, she only has Shen Qingyu by her side. She didn't bring any of the teachers who gave her advice. Even if she wants to take the top spot, the talents of those young ladies from aristocratic families are not lower than Shen Xitong, unless..." Shen Ruyan looked at the plain-clothed woman next to Shen Xitong and said meaningfully, "Unless your second cousin has a trick up her sleeve."

Now if Shen Xitong wants to win, she must find someone to help her, but she only has Shen Qingyu by her side. Unless Shen Qingyu is truly a hidden talent with great talent, no one can help Shen Xitong.

Shen Xitong frequently winked at Shen Qingyu, but Shen Qingyu pretended not to see it.

Shen Chuanhe asked her to help Shen Xitong, but she didn't really agree. Besides, if you help a selfish person like Shen Xitong, she may not be grateful to you at all. You should be thankful if she doesn't bite you back in the future.

The scroll was slowly unfolded, and all the ladies and young ladies from the noble families present opened their eyes wide, fearing that they would miss anything and be robbed of the opportunity by others, thus losing the chance to become the young lady of the Nanrong family.

"Shen Qingyu, do you dare to disobey what your father says?"

It seems that Shen Xitong really has no other choice but to use Shen Chuanhe to oppress her, but Shen Qingyu just leaned on the rosewood chair, yawning lazily, with her clear eyes half open and half closed. Since it is not her turn either way, she might as well take a nap first, and wait for those young ladies from aristocratic families to decide who is the better one, and then she will come up with another plan and act accordingly.

"Sister, I advise you to hurry up and look at the paintings. If someone else gets there first, you won't have time to cry."

Shen Qingyu reminded her with a smile. She was not in a hurry at all, but this made Shen Xitong next to her very angry.

If she was good at poetry and painting, she would have been promoted long ago. Why would she have to beg Shen Qingyu, that little bitch, so servilely?

Mrs. Nan Rong stood up from her seat and came to the painting. She could not help but be impressed by the exquisite brushwork and profound artistic conception of this painting. It was really a good painting. If it were sold, it would be worth at least ten thousand taels of silver.