At this moment, light footsteps sounded.
Zhao Qianwei and the Moon Servant stopped playing and put on a harmonious master-servant stance.
A woman walked in quickly with an object in her hand.
"Greetings, Your Highness." the woman said.
" There's no need to be so polite," Zhao Qianwei said calmly." How's the matter I asked you to do?"”
The woman said," Your Highness, I've already found out that the young man's surname is Yang and his name is Yi. His parents died early, and he has an elder brother at home. However, he fell ill from overwork and has already passed away. Now, he lives with his widowed sister-in-law.”
Zhao Qianwei frowned and hesitated. The Moon Slave glanced at her princess and said to the woman,""What is Yang Yi's reputation like?"
The woman understood." I heard that he's a simple, kind, and hardworking young man. His sister-in-law is also gentle and virtuous. She's generous and very respected."”
After saying that, she presented the painting in her hand and said,"That young man is currently painting portraits by the Bian River and has some reputation. This is... This servant asked her to draw it."
Zhao Qianwei opened the painting and saw a beautiful woman smiling in it. It was so lifelike that it looked like a real person.
She praised," Xie He of the Southern Dynasty once said that calligraphy and painting emphasized on 'lively spirit' and 'writing spirit with form'. This painting is the exact opposite. The technique is also unheard of. It has formed its own school of calligraphy and painting. You're really lucky. Keep it well. Its value in the future will be immeasurable."”
Towards the end of his sentence, there was already a hint of jealousy.
The woman took the painting but didn't dare to say anything.
"You may leave first," said Moon Slave with a smile.
The woman bowed and left.
Yue Nu's eyes were smiling, causing Zhao Qianwei to panic. She raised her eyebrows and glared at him."You... You wretched girl, do you really want to marry an artisan?”
Yue Nu didn't reply and said with a smile,""Your Highness, I heard that His Majesty is preparing for the Hanlin Painting Academy. Why don't we capture that Yang Yi and throw him into the Painting Academy, painting only for Your Highness every day?”
Zhao Qianwei's heart trembled, but in her heart, she felt that what this wretched girl said made sense.
"She studied hard and was aiming for the imperial examinations. Wouldn't it ruin her future if you tied her up and sent her to the art academy?"”
Yue Nu's eyes flickered as she looked at Zhao Qianwei." Your Highness, His Majesty loves poetry and painting more than strategy. If he enters the Imperial Academy and becomes an official, he won't be inferior to those who enter the imperial examination.”
Zhao Qianwei's eyes flashed, but she didn't say anything.
At first, she was only curious about Yang Yi. At most, she admired him.
However, love was not something that could be helped by others. Yue Nu was teasing her, which made her heart ripple.
Gradually, even she felt that she might be interested in the youth who teased her.
Zhao Qianwei hesitated. Moon Slave covered her mouth and laughed."Your Highness, since Yang Yi is selling his paintings at the Bian River, why don't we go and see if he can recognize us?”
Zhao Qianwei's eyes lit up as she glanced at her. The Moon Slave was obedient and obedient.
"I've been in the palace for too long," she snorted."I'm bored. Let's go out and take a stroll."”
The Moon Servant pursed her lips and smiled. Her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she had the playfulness of a young girl.
......
At this moment, beside the Bian River.
The pleasure boat in the distance stopped quietly. From time to time, a few women dressed in gorgeous clothes would come out. The sunlight scattered on the river surface and reflected mottled golden light. The waves sparkled and the scales swam.
Yang Yi said to the graceful woman in front of him with a serious expression,"Young lady, you've really got the wrong person. I'm not a fortune-teller.”
He pointed at the brush on the table beside him and said,""I'm just a poor scholar who draws for a living.”
Looking at the earnest young man, Li Qingzhao hesitated. Did he really get the wrong person? He clearly looked ordinary, but he was much younger.
The servant girl looked at Yang Yi with a puzzled expression and said,""Miss, this person really doesn't seem to be that fortune-teller. That mister isn't very good-looking.”
After she finished speaking, her face turned red. She had forgotten that this was not the residence and she could not speak so casually.
The Li family was a scholarly family. Li Qingzhao's father, Li Gefei, was Su Shi's student. He was a righteous and modest gentleman.
Although there were rules in the residence, they were generous to the servants. Li Qingzhao had a gentle personality, and these servant girls had been with the young miss for a long time, so they were not afraid. Usually, they would joke around in the residence.
Li Qingzhao glared at the servant girl who was blabbering and said to the smug Yang Yi,"Since Young Master makes a living by painting, then draw one for me.”
The day before yesterday, Yang Yi had swindled ten taels of silver. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.
Later on, she felt that the fortune-teller's final request for money was a little impatient, but every word seemed to make sense. Moreover, after careful observation, Zhao Mingcheng was indeed as he said, so she came to the fortune-teller today to continue asking for his fortune.
Yang Yi smiled." Miss, please take a seat. I'll pay 500 coins for each painting."”
"I saw that you were only paying 10 coins for each painting for the others. How did it become 500 coins for me?" Li Qingzhao asked in surprise.”
She did not care about the money, but she did not want to be scammed for nothing.
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