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Qiao Zhizhi shook her head gently: "Qingjin, I know my level. Among my peers, I have some good points, but I am not outstanding. There will be many people coming to the exhibition, and there are many who are proficient in painting skills. I will be laughed at by then."

"Teacher Tan also said that I still need to study for a few more years before I can be considered a beginner. There are not so many geniuses in this world, and if there were, it wouldn't be me. I still need to rely on down-to-earth thinking and accumulation."

Teacher Tan went back to her hometown a few days ago to attend a funeral. Her hometown is two thousand miles away. This trip, including the mourning period and the travel time, will take at least three months.

When Qiao Zhizhi felt bored after practicing, she would look for friends who were studying painting with her to communicate and chat.

However, when Wu Qingjin suggested that she hold an art exhibition, she felt that the time was not yet ripe.

When you are in the capital and dealing with high-ranking nobles, it is very important to protect your reputation.

Seeing her refusal, Wu Qingjin lowered his eyelashes and seemed a little unhappy.

"Then I took great pains for you, but you didn't appreciate it."

"Qing Jin, what are you talking about?"

Wu Qingjin looked up at her, his eyes filled with a hint of grievance. "Our Wu family is close friends with Prince Guangping. There's a large exhibition room in Prince Guangping's mansion, decorated quite exquisitely. Paintings displayed there, against the backdrop of the surroundings, seem to have gained a level of sophistication. Many painters consider it a goal and an honor to exhibit their paintings in Prince Guangping's mansion. I've met with Prince Guangping several times, requesting the use of the venue for your exhibition. I've worn my feet and lips out, and because you're so young, it took a lot of effort for Prince Guangping to agree."

"There is such a place." Qiao Zhizhi said in surprise.

"Of course there is. How about I take you there tomorrow? It's late now. I'm going back. Oh, you don't know how good that exhibition room is. Go see it tomorrow and make a decision."

Qiao Zhizhi didn't expect Wu Qingjin to go to so much trouble for her in private. She was deeply touched. "Qingjin, thank you. Whether the exhibition is held or not, I will always remember your kindness."

"I'd rather see you hold an exhibition and showcase your talent. You've been practicing for several years, but apart from a few of us who are just there for fun, no one knew you were such a good painter. Many of your peers are already starting to become famous. If you're not worried, I'm worried for you."

Seeing that she was so persistent, Qiao Zhizhi hesitated because she thought that if she refused, it would hurt her good friend's feelings.

"Zhizhi, don't worry. There are only people of the same age group, no more than three or five years older than you. There won't be any powerful people here, so don't feel pressured."

Qiao Zhizhi felt a little relieved: "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow."

She sent Wu Qingjin out and sincerely invited her to have dinner, but Wu Qingjin politely declined: "It's late. Although there is no curfew, I still need to go home early, otherwise my parents will worry."

Wu Qingjin got on the carriage and smiled at Qiao Zhizhi: "I'll pick you up after noon tomorrow."

"Okay." Qiao Zhizhi also wanted to take a look at what the exhibition room of Prince Guangping's Mansion looked like, and whether it was as stunning as Wu Qingjin said.

I wondered if it would be a good thing if I really held an art exhibition. People who specialize in a skill, although for their own growth, but in a place like Beijing, there are so many people thirsting for knowledge. Fame, wealth, and status are impossible for a young man full of high spirits to give up.

Everyone had already picked out the conches and shells in that basket. When Qiao Zhizhi looked at them again, they were not arranged in a regular pattern.

"Sister Zhizhi, look." Qiao Jianer came to her and took out a few beautiful snail shells from his sleeves.

Qiao Zhizhi's eyes lit up and she reached out to take it: "Is it for me?"

"Yeah, I know you're busy with your friends, so I reserved a few for you in advance."

The remaining ones were not very good, so Qiao Jianer gave them all to Butler Chai. Butler Chai had two grandsons and two granddaughters, so they were just right for him to play with.

Holding these snail shells, Steward Chai smiled happily. The princess was so nice, she wanted everything from him.

Qiao Zhizhi hugged Qiao Jianer and kissed her, then took the snail shell back to the room. There were five shells in total, and she decided to give the most beautiful one to Wu Qingjin. After all, she had put so much thought into her and had finally gotten such an opportunity.

Thinking of Wu Qingjin's humble request to Prince Guangping, she clutched the shell and could not calm down for a long time.

Dinner was served soon and the Qiao family sat around the table.

Wan said to the person beside her, "Zhizhi, you and the Wu family's daughter get along very well, but why doesn't she stay for dinner? Isn't that too formal? We in the Qiao family are not that old-fashioned."

"Mom, Qingjin's family has a rule that we can't stay overnight or eat at other people's homes." Qiao Zhizhi said.

"That's right. Although the capital city has an open-minded atmosphere, many wealthy families have extremely strict requirements for their children." Feng continued.

Qiao Jianer listened to these words but said nothing.

Although Qiao Zhizhi is very close to her, due to her interests and specialties, she has her own small circle, and she never interferes.

After dinner, Qiao Zhizhi went back into the room.

Qiao Jianer, Qiao Xier and Ling Yin went to the night market, followed by a team of guards.

"Qingrong will give birth in three months. After she has recovered, she can come out with us." Ling Yin said.

Qiao Xier stopped in front of a toy stall. There were all kinds of toys, all delicate and exquisite. She liked them very much. However, Ran Xi was too young, so she decided to wait until she was a little older.

There was a stall where people were gambling on stones, and there was a crowd of people gathered there. Qiao Jianer was a little interested, so he walked over. Seeing this, Ling Yin and Qiao Xier followed him.

"Jian'er, this is a lie. Many people have lost everything they have, but no matter how much wealth they have, it is not enough for gambling." Qiao Xier said.

Qiao Lianer stood beside the stall and saw the boss divide the stones into five piles. Some of the stones had a surface cut open, and some had a corner cut open, revealing a little green.

Each pile of stones has a different price range, including 20 taels, 50 taels, 80 taels, 120 taels, and 200 taels.

The higher the price, the better the emerald green color and texture. The lower the price, the rougher the texture. Of course, there is also an extremely low probability of getting good jade, and even the boss cannot guarantee this.

"Sister Xier, sister-in-law, do you want to play a game?" asked Qiao Lianer.

The two of them quickly shook their heads and wanted to retreat.

Qiao Jianer whispered to them, "It's a guaranteed win, just follow my instructions."

She had already used a special detector to check, and found that out of the five piles of stones, only two were of extremely high value. However, the wealth she possessed now was immeasurable, so she was not very interested. It would be better to give Sister Xi and the others some fun.

The two men's eyes lit up, and Jianer guaranteed that the bag was the winner.

Qiao Jianer pointed to the two stones, one priced at two hundred taels and the other at eighty taels.