Back in the yard, Wen Jiuxiao took a bath and changed her clothes. Qingfeng hurried over to wait on her. He didn't dare to complain about the Marquis's partiality, but he could complain a few words about the Second Master, "The Second Master is the same. Whenever you have something, he will do it."

I want to grab it."

Seeing that the Third Master was not angry, he added: "It's not like the authentic works of famous artists are worth three or five cents, but he wants them as soon as he touches them. How can he be shameless? He even encouraged the Marquis to come forward, how shameless!"

I don't know which sentence answered Wen Jiuxiao's thoughts, but he actually nodded, "He has always been like this."

When he got a jade pendant, the second child would turn to his father and ask for a better one. When he was a child, his teacher praised him for his homework, and the second child would go to his father to endorse him every day. He would look at everyone and know who he was.

What's on his mind?

The eldest brother is too weak to practice martial arts, and even studies intermittently. The second brother, the shameless one, claims that he is the de facto eldest son of the Marquis, and he is so crazy!

Humph, after being taught by the old man, wouldn’t he still be defeated? Want to surpass the elder brother and take over the connections in the hands of the old man? Don’t even think about it!

Qingfeng suddenly remembered something, "Third Master, the most popular thing in Beijing these days is the portraits of Mr. Yichen and others. Each one costs two hundred taels of silver. Changlong Bookstore is making a lot of money."

"Um?"

Seeing that the third master was interested, Qingfeng quickly told everything he had learned, "Didn't we select the top ten handsome men in the capital before? Changlong Bookstore saw the business opportunities in it and hired a painter to paint their portraits. The ladies and ladies all competed for it.

Let’s buy it. Not to mention, Changlong Bookstore is really good at doing business, and the portraits are lifelike and exactly like real people. Do you want to see it, Mr. San? I’ve also prepared a copy.”

There is something new happening in the capital. As the number one servant around Third Master, how can he not prepare a copy for Third Master?

It was just a trail. Wen Jiuxiao didn't want to see it, but he quickly changed his mind, "Let me take a look."

Qingfeng held the paintings happily and opened them one by one on the table, "Third Master, look, do they look exactly like real people?"

There are six portraits in total. Coincidentally, there are four of them who studied with him: Qin Yichen, Li Yantang, Shang Huainan, and Cui Hao.

Qin Yichen is the chief assistant son, and Li Yantang is ranked among the best in the rankings with him. Shang Huainan is the youngest son of the Marquis of Pingjin, with average academic performance but good painting skills. Cui Hao is the eldest son of the Cui family, a leader of the younger generation carefully cultivated by the Cui family.

They all studied together in the Imperial College. Although they were in different classes, the Imperial College was so big that they met often.

As for Fang Zicheng, I am not familiar with him and have not interacted with him, but I have met him before.

The only stranger was Zhan Shaoqiu. He grew up in the border area. By the time he came to Beijing, Wen Jiuxiao had already taken the literary route, and there was even less interaction with him.

I have to say that the painting is really like it. This is a painting method that he has never seen before. It captures the charm of each person very accurately. That is - can the clothes on the body be worn well? It is baggy and looks like

What does it look like?

There is also a picture of bare feet stepping on the rocks. Isn't this too ------ unsightly?

Wen Jiuxiao was fussy and heard Qingfeng saying in his ear, "One picture was published in half a month, and now six people have been published, and there are four more people ------"

Wen Jiuxiao's expression suddenly changed, "I------" He remembered that Qingfeng said that he was also selected into the top ten handsome men in Lao Shizi.

Qingfeng smiled and said, "Third Master, you are ranked third."

The two people in front of the third master are a prince and a county prince. The third master is the third most capable, and Qingfeng follows suit.

Wen Jiuxiao said, "Look at Changlong Bookstore and report back to me as soon as my portrait appears."

He doesn't care about others, but Changlong Bookstore doesn't want to make money from his portrait. If ------ then he has no choice but to invite the owner of Changlong Bookstore to Dali Temple for tea every day.

The news about the martial arts performance in the morning quickly reached Madam Hou's ears. Her face was sullen and there was obvious sarcasm in her eyes.

After all these years, Aunt Ding's room still pops up to make disgusting people from time to time, which is really annoying.

"It's really hot today, but Aunt Ding made the clothes that are comfortable to wear. Xianglan, go to the warehouse and get two pieces of fabric, and ask Aunt Ding to make two sets of clothes for me and Mr. Hou."

As a concubine, there is nothing wrong with making clothes for the mistress, right?

"Yes, slave, go right away." Xianglan understood that Mrs. Hou was beating Aunt Ding.

In the palace, the imperial concubine looked at her daughter, who had lost a lot of weight, and couldn't help but feel distressed, "This year, your father is going to the palace to escape the summer heat. Please don't go with him."

"No, I want to go!" Princess Anle refused.

"You!" The imperial concubine said with a headache, "Why are you disobedient? This time you fell into the water, the imperial doctor said that your body and bones were damaged and you should not stay in the palace to take care of yourself. Why bother running so far?"

"No, I'm going!" Princess Anle pouted, "Concubine, I've been fine for a long time. Why can others go, but I can't? How shameless would I be? I'm going, father."

I already told you to let me drive with you."

Looking at her proud look, the imperial concubine felt distressed and angry, "Don't think that I don't know what your plans are? Are you afraid that you won't be able to go and will be laughed at? You are doing it for the third child in the Marquis Wu'an's house, right?"

How could the imperial concubine not know her daughter's thoughts? It was because she knew that she was angry!

"Anle, you are a princess, what kind of consort do you want? Why do you have to hang yourself on Wen San? In terms of looks, there are better ones than him, and in terms of background, he is just the second son of the Marquis, you

Why are you so obsessed with it?"

Princess Anle was very stubborn, "Concubine, I just like him. Didn't you and the emperor praise him for being young and promising before?" Thinking of the handsome appearance of the No. 1 Scholar while riding on horseback, Anle's face showed a sweet smile.

The imperial concubine was extremely distressed, "That must be what I want!"

Originally, when a royal princess chooses a son-in-law, she can naturally choose anyone she likes. With the decree, who cares whether you like it or not.

But it happened that the Marquis of Wu'an and the Empress Dowager were related, so Wen San had to call the Empress Dowager her cousin. Although they were distant relatives, the Empress Dowager had to get help from Wen San's grandmother when she was young. The Empress Dowager was nostalgic for old friendships, so she went out of her way to help.

Speaking, can she not give this face?

The prince of Wu'an was very ill and could no longer support the prince's family business. Wen San was a promising legitimate son. She couldn't force him to hand over the family business to his concubine, right?

That would not be a marriage, but an enmity.

What's more, the Marquis of Wu'an also realized what was going on and took the initiative to release the news that Wen San Ba ​​Zi was too tough and not suitable for early marriage.

Many people in the capital didn't believe this news, but the imperial concubine did. She was favored by the emperor, so she knew more.

There is indeed something wrong with Wen San. You see, even his name is different from his brothers. Wen Chengzong, Wen Chengyao, and even the youngest concubine in his family is Wen Chengan. Only he is named Wen Jiuxiao. I heard that it is Qiu

I took it from the eminent monk to keep him safe.

"Anle, my concubine is also doing it for your own good. If you are too strong-willed, you should just listen to my concubine." The imperial concubine said sincerely.

"No, I don't want it! I want Wen San to be my consort." An Le stomped her feet and ran out in frustration.

The imperial concubine stroked her forehead, "How could I have suffered such an injustice!" You said that you jumped into the water and threatened to die, but others were indifferent. Why are you so stubborn? Do you have to hit the south wall before turning back?

When she knew that her daughter had risked her life for a man, she was so angry that she wished she could cut Wen San into pieces, but there were so many political enemies in the court waiting to catch them for their mother and son's faults------the daughter did it

Not only could she not make a fuss about the stupid things, but she also had to help hide them, hiding them to death.

The royal concubine has never been so aggrieved!
Chapter completed!