Qiao Yuyan just frowned slightly, and there was no fear or fear that Jiahe had originally expected.
This made Jiahe feel a little boring, "Sixth Aunt is so brave. Most women will be scared when they hear such things."
Qiao Yuyan said calmly: "Not only is the princess not afraid, but she is even more courageous to make such a joke in the center of Buddhism."
Inexplicably, when Jiahe heard her words, his heart felt a little sudden. He turned around and saw a Maitreya Buddha statue not far away, and those eyes seemed to be staring at her.
She coughed twice, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and asked seriously: "By the way, Brother Seventh Emperor is interested in Aunt Sixth's calligraphy and painting of yours? He sent someone to get it in such a hurry,
You don’t even wait for us people to go back?”
Qiao Yuyan also showed a puzzled look, "Speaking of this, I don't quite understand it. Originally, I said that I would send someone to send it over when I got back, but His Highness the Seventh Prince didn't agree, so I had to let Qixi make a trip.
As for calligraphy and painting, I have a lot of them in my dowry. He said that the two paintings he liked were in my dowry, but I didn’t understand these things. I didn’t remember what he said, so I simply asked his guards to go.
Picked."
Jiahe saw her answer seriously, but it turned out that she didn't know anything at all. She seemed to be a complete layman on calligraphy and painting, so he couldn't help but feel contempt, "Sixth Aunt doesn't know calligraphy and painting, and there are so many in her dowry. It's really..."
"Isn't this a waste of natural resources? But people in this world are so flashy that it doesn't make sense not to use something that looks elegant. What's more, although not many people understand it, it is still useful to give gifts. Look, isn't this just for two people?
A prince now."
Jiahe was immediately choked by her words. He didn't have any connotation to criticize her, but she ended up connoting others.
This turned out to be Wen Tingyuan's wife, such a shallow and ignorant embroidered pillow with only appearance!
Qiao Yuyan pretended not to see the contempt in her eyes, but asked in a familiar tone: "Are you tired, princess? Do you want to come in for a drink?"
Jiahe's house is right next to it. If you're tired now, why don't you go back to your own house?
Even evicting people is so roundabout!
She felt that Qiao Yuyan seemed to have become a different person since entering the Wen family.
In the past, I was pretending to be a quail, but now I am pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!
"No, I should take a nap, I have something to do later on!"
After returning to his room, Jiahe immediately called Zhan Lan over and asked, "How is it?"
"We have already intercepted them on the road, but it seems that the Seventh Prince has prepared preparations earlier. It seems that one of them has gone, but in fact there are many people secretly there. His Highness said that we need to be more careful."
Jiahe's eyes turned red with anger, "Why did it happen to Qiao Yuyan?! If I had known this, I would have turned her yard upside down in the house! Now she has to go back to grab things!"
And since Lao Qi attaches so much importance to it, it’s very possible that it’s true, damn it!”
Xie Lan consoled her: "Princess, don't be anxious. Although I don't know where His Highness the Seventh Prince got the news, but now that this thing has appeared, are we still afraid that we won't be able to get it?"
These words made Jiahe feel a little more comfortable. She nodded and said, "You're right. Lao Qi doesn't even think about it. He has such a life to take it, but he may not have the life to keep it!"
On the other hand, Qiao Yuyan pretended to be sleepy and asked Pinlan to close the door and ask people not to call her to have dinner. She wanted to have a good rest.
It wasn't until the bell rang for the evening ceremony that there was any movement at the back window.
Shi Ye quickly guarded the front door. Qiao Yuyan opened the window and saw Cheng Feng standing outside the window with a serious face.
"How about it?"
"It has been replaced." Cheng Feng glanced at Qiao Yuyan thoughtfully and explained a little more, "The two of them got into a fight on the road, so they delayed the time, so I quickly took two fakes over there.
Replaced."
Qiao Yuyan breathed a long sigh of relief, "Thank you for your hard work, that fake... won't be easily discovered, right?"
Since it is a fake, it will be discovered one day. The key is not to be discovered too quickly.
A rare smile appeared on Cheng Feng's face, "Don't worry, it won't happen. If there is a master connoisseur, it will probably take several months to discover that it is a fake."
Qiao Yuyan raised her eyebrows. She was so sure. Where did he get it? Not only could he get it in such a short time, but he could also get it with such high quality?
But Qiao Yuyan didn't ask. Since Wen Tingyuan kept him by his side, he was naturally superior.
She appreciates these capable people.
"Then pass this thing to Wen as soon as possible..." She never knew how to call it the right name. She just used it vaguely every time. After a pause, she said, "pass it to him as soon as possible. I don't know what it means."
content, but maybe he can know."
Cheng Feng glanced at Qiao Yuyan and bowed without saying a word.
Waiting for the window to close, he suddenly remembered that his master had originally promised to secretly protect Qiao Yuyan, but now he was running errands for her?
Cheng Feng was just puzzled for a while, then immediately went to do something, and then returned to Qiao Yuyan's safe range in the shortest time.
This is the last night. Today's business is over. Tomorrow morning we will have morning classes and then we can go back to our homes. This time the prayers will be considered a complete success.
Even though I don't dare to be relieved, I still feel happy when I think it's over.
This time the evening ceremony had another trick.
After so many days of struggling, Qiao Yuyan finally realized that any prayers for blessings were actually empty.
This is just a transaction.
The Fifth Prince and Jiahe want fame, the Grand Prime Minister Temple wants money, and those who came to participate hope to gain both fame and fortune.
So they are the ones who have the hardest time.
Just like now, not only do everyone have to straighten their backs and meditate on the futon, but they also have to copy scriptures in front of the smoky candlelight.
I really can’t understand why I couldn’t copy the scriptures in my own room and bring them over, but I had to finish them on the spot with my back hunched over.
However, seeing that the fifth prince and Jiahe were also struggling to do the same thing, they seemed to feel a little more balanced.
Suddenly someone asked, "Isn't His Majesty Seventh coming tonight?"
Qiao Yuyan followed the voice and looked over. She clearly remembered that this person seemed to be from Concubine Xiang Xian's faction.
Everyone was busy copying the scriptures, but she was the only one who was still in the mood to care about this. It was strange that she asked so suddenly that there was no ghost.
Sure enough, after she finished speaking, Jiahe and the fifth prince seemed to realize that it was true, "Yes! Where is the seventh brother? He cried so hard this afternoon and said that he must pray for his father. Why didn't he come?"
It was Jiahe who was singing along with the fifth prince. "Looking at how weak the seventh prince brother is, he must be sick! Or... something happened?!"