Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Young Master Sun San asked, "Why does it need an inscription?"

"It's more interesting to have both pictures and text, right? Third brother, you know I'm not very good at this. I prefer something clear at a glance."

Seeing that Miss Sun Wu seemed to be really focusing on painting, Mr. Sun San thought that it was a good idea. He could spend this period of time calmly and wait until the overwhelming ridicule subsided before considering his fifth sister's lifelong affairs.

After what happened before, I'm afraid I really have to settle for second best, but I'd like to try to find a decent settlement, like marrying into the Bo's Mansion. Considering the strength and value of the Sun family, it's also possible.

The baron and viscount's family background is almost not up to par, so they are absolutely not considered. I would rather my fifth sister die at home.

Young Master Sun San came to the Qiao family to buy paintings with regret in his heart.

Qiao Zhizhi teaches in the afternoon, paints in the morning, and receives customers who want to buy paintings.

The original study was connected to the bedroom, which was a bit too small. In addition, both men and women came in and out, which was not very convenient. So the family set up another spacious empty room to make a special studio and reception room for her.

When she heard that it was Mr. Sun San who was coming, she kept painting and said, "No."

The relationship between the Sun family and the Qiao family is already sensitive. Now that the Lin family has already made the betrothal offer and is just waiting for the wedding day, she doesn't want to create any more trouble.

"Young Master Sun San said that he would leave after buying the painting and would not bother us any further."

There was hesitation on Qiao Zhizhi's face.

Qiao Jian'er was looking at paintings in the studio and said, "Sister Zhizhi, if you come to buy paintings, you are a customer. The payment is done."

It was obvious that the Sun family and the Qiao family had reached the point of being incompatible, but the third son of the Sun family still came to buy paintings. Qiao Jianer felt that there might be other reasons behind this.

Young Master Sun was finally invited in. He felt a little uncomfortable because of the coldness of the Qiao family.

"What kind of painting does Young Master Sun want to buy?" Qiao Jianer said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter what kind of painting it is. Miss Zhizhi's paintings are all good, and her calligraphy is also commendable. If there is an inscription, it would be even better."

Every day, Qiao Zhizhi not only practices painting, but also calligraphy, because there are always times when she needs to write inscriptions on her paintings.

"The ones with inscriptions are all freehand ink paintings. I usually don't write inscriptions on oil paintings, and it's not easy to write inscriptions on them." Qiao Zhizhi said.

"Then let's do ink painting."

Qiao Zhizhi stood up and took Mr. Sun San to Zhang Xuan's studio where he painted freehand ink paintings. The easels and walls were covered with ink paintings, which exuded a rich aroma of brush and ink. There were also some older paintings that had been rolled up and placed on the bookshelf.

She also practiced ink painting in the time-difference space, so her ink painting skills continued to improve. She couldn't compare with those famous masters, but at least she was far better than her peers.

Sun Hetang didn't say what kind of painting he wanted, so Young Master Sun San picked one at random.

As long as he thinks the style is aesthetically pleasing and the words in the title are good, he will choose it.

In total, I picked out about twenty paintings.

Qiao Jianer observed his expression and found that Young Master Sun San did not seem to have any particular thoughts when he was choosing the paintings.

She couldn't help but ask, "Is Mr. Sun San buying the paintings for himself, or for others? With so many paintings, is he buying them as gifts?"

Young Master Sun San didn't know how to answer for a moment. Sun Hetang and Qiao Zhizhi had completely fallen out. If he told the truth, would he be kicked out now?

Then he said, "I want to buy them myself. Miss Zhizhi is a great painter. These paintings will be very valuable as a collection if I buy them back."

But Qiao Jianer had already seen through that he was lying, and the paintings he chose were all inscribed, which was a bit strange.

Mr. Sun San chose the painting, paid the money and left.

Only after he left the Qiao family's house and stepped onto the carriage did he breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that the invisible pressure on his body had disappeared.

Fortunately, the men in the Qiao family who were generals were not at home, otherwise, he would have been even more breathless.

Qiao Jianer followed all the way to the Sun family.

Sure enough, the first thing Mr. Sun San did when he returned home was to hand over these paintings to Miss Sun Wu.

"Fifth sister, oil paintings are hard to write on, so we bought ink paintings. See if there are any you like."

Miss Sun Wu picked up the paintings and looked at them. She didn't care about the content of the paintings at all. She only looked at the inscriptions, and there seemed to be an eager light in her eyes.

"Third brother, look at this line: Peonies blossomed overnight, filling the entire garden with crimson."

"Yes, this is a poem by the contemporary poet Lu Langguan. It was written last year when the peonies were in bloom and caused quite a sensation for a while." said Mr. Sun San.

"This poem is passionate and intuitive, and it has touched the hearts of many people."

Seeing that Sun Hetang was actually discussing poetry, Young Master Sun felt a little more relieved. If one is immersed in these arts, it is easy to forget worldly troubles, and his fifth sister will gradually get over it.

"It's very passionate and bold. Um, the red color is like blood." Sun Hetang said, "Who is this Lu Langguan? I'm not very familiar with him."

"He's a young and promising official. At the age of twenty-two, he's already held the position of Deputy Director of the Ministry of Justice. He's also a poet of rare talent. However, he's from Tianhe Prefecture and came to Beijing as an official after placing second in the imperial examination, so you might not be very familiar with him."

When Sun Hetang heard the words "Tianhezhou", something flashed in his eyes.

"Since you are from another place, you probably don't have any roots in the capital."

"It seems that Lu Langguan's family is still in Tianhe Prefecture and has not been brought here. He does not have any relatives in the capital to rely on. He has reached this position through his own ability and talent. If he wants to settle down in the capital, he will need a large sum of money just to buy a house. If he is an official, he may never be able to afford it in his lifetime."

Young Master Sun San gave Sun Hetang a strange look and said, "Fifth sister, why do you care about these things?"

"I just love this line so much. So many peonies in bloom, it's like blood all over the ground. It's bold and accurate. To be so young and write a poem that will be praised by people is truly extraordinary."

"Fifth sister, you not only like to look at paintings, but also like to read poetry. Third brother has quite a few poetry books. I'll have someone send them to you later."

Young Master Sun was very happy to see that Sun Hetang was no longer in depression and resentment.

"Oh." Sun Hetang responded perfunctorily, his attention completely focused on this line of poetry.

"Third brother, please go back. I'll take a good look at these paintings and poems."

After Young Master Sun San left, the expression on Sun Hetang's face gradually became distorted.

"It is true that after searching for a long time, there is no place to hide the iron shoe, but it comes without any effort."

"It's Tianhezhou again, and this bold poem, and it's written by Qiao Zhizhi herself. God, you finally help me."

"Qiao Zhizhi, your reputation will be ruined soon, and the Lin family will cancel the engagement. You'll end up like me."

"And the Qiao family, don't even think about getting away with it."

The expression in her eyes was even more complicated: "At this time, the earliest batch of peonies in the capital are blooming.