Never divorce, never stop getting rich

Qian Qiansui stood in front of the painting, listening to everyone's discussions. He remained expressionless, but his heart was already in turmoil.

[System, system? Is this so-called calligraphy and painting master of yours truly reliable? Will anyone discover he's a fake?]

[Host, please do not question the system's products. The system's products are definitely top-notch.]

It's the same as not saying anything. No one selling melons would say that their melons are unpalatable.

But she had no other choice at the moment. She found out about the Wen family's birthday party too late, and she didn't have much money. She had no idea how to buy some suitable birthday gifts.

Finally, I got inspiration after finding some drawing papers from the previous dynasty from Deng Buduo.

If we have to blame someone, we should blame the fact that the skills of the calligraphy and painting masters are still limited. Although some relevant knowledge can be forced on them, copying and appreciation can only be achieved after seeing the original work.

Similar to modern AI recognition, Qian Qiansui has never seen any famous paintings since he came to this world. The original owner has seen some, but unfortunately some of his memories are too vague. The only thing he remembers clearly is the painting of this painting saint.

There are very few paintings by the Painting Saint in existence, only three in total. One is in the national treasury, and another is said to have become the dowry of a princess of the previous dynasty, and its whereabouts are now unknown.

The last painting was collected by the Qian family, the richest family in Qingzhou. Unfortunately, the Qian family fell into trouble, and it is not certain who will get the painting now.

Qian Qiansui did not dare to copy the master's work in the Qian family, for fear that the painting had fallen into the hands of the powerful in the capital.

So she decided to take a different approach and make a new painting for the master, as if this painting had been hidden among the people, and this time it returned to the public eye with the help of Qian Qiansui.

It's a nice idea, and it's fun to use high technology, but when it comes to actually verifying the results, the money is wasted.

“We haven’t had the good fortune to see the authentic works of the painting saint, but there are many imitations in the world, especially the imitations by Master Liu of the previous dynasty, which are the most lifelike. Although I am a woman, I have seen several imitations with superb techniques with my father, so I have some knowledge.

"This birthday gift from Madam Hou seems to be a work of art by the Master of Painting, but the Master of Painting loves landscapes, and the three paintings that exist all depict the beautiful landscapes of Tang Country. How could he possibly paint a piece of this kind of rural charm?"

The woman who stood up this time looked very literary, and Qian Qiansui couldn't help but agree in his heart.

Of course, the Saint of Painting may have never painted a picture of chickens pecking at rice in his life, but who can blame Qian Qiansui for having such a dark and twisted mentality?

Even though she knew that she was borrowing the title of the Painting Saint, Qian Qiansui still hoped that her fakes could be distinguished from the original paintings.

"This lady is too biased. The three paintings of the painter are only known to us. It's not like he only painted these three in his lifetime. Who knows if he ever painted rural scenes?"

"But this doesn't mean that the painting saint has ever painted this picture!"

"That doesn't mean the Painting Saint hasn't painted it, does it?"

Seeing that the ladies on both sides were about to quarrel without regard for their dignity, the eldest princess looked at the concubine and said:

"We are all common people, and the Concubine is a noble lady. Since this painting comes from the Marquis' Mansion, please let the Concubine give us some pointers."

The Concubine Dowager had no idea that Qian Qiansui would give her this painting. She didn't even know that Qian Qiansui was hiding something that she didn't know about. She secretly blamed Aunt Mei for being unreliable.

Before Qian Qiansui married into the family, she only moved out the Qian family's dowry. She didn't even look at any of the boxes and crates in the bridal chamber, and thus missed out on so many things.

It’s a pity that the son is not in the Marquis’ Mansion now, and the Qian family’s dowry has been put out by the traitorous Quanjiafu. The concubine really can’t find a chance to go in and check it out again.

“This painting is not from the Marquis’ Mansion, it should have been brought from the Qian family. There are many imitations of the painting saint, so I dare not speak rashly.

It would be better to invite an experienced person to come and appreciate it. In any case, this is also a token of Qian's kindness. "The concubine didn't say it was a replica, but she also said there was no difference.

Others were secretly muttering in the dark, knowing that the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was not good, but they did not expect it to be so bad.

Before, many people thought that Fu Zichan married the Qian family girl just for money, but now looking at Qian's condition, she is not depressed at all. Instead, the concubine is full of resentment. It seems that the marquis is not completely heartless towards the marquis' wife.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, the empress spoke first, and she also wanted to join in the fun.

Tangguo gradually opened up, and although men and women sat separately, they were not completely unable to meet each other.

"Then who do you want to invite?" The eldest princess also became interested.

The concubine said without hesitation: "The Grand Tutor is knowledgeable and will definitely come to a conclusion."

"Oh~~~~"

As soon as she finished speaking, many of the women below showed strange smiles on their faces. The best friends looked at each other, wanting to smile at each other, but they held back and suppressed their smiles.

Some who didn't quite understand, afraid of missing out on some gossip, kept nudging their friends with their arms and asking, "What are you laughing at? What happened?"

"Don't ask. It's no good telling you."

"Tell me, whisper it to me, I won't tell anyone else."

"Then don't tell anyone else. I heard that the Concubine and the Master actually had an affair before!"

"It's so explosive!"

"Keep your voice down and don't tell anyone..."

Qian Qiansui vaguely heard the sound of whispering at the banquet. She touched her earlobe and lowered her head honestly.

This rumor definitely has nothing to do with her. It might have been spread by someone who knows the inside story. It definitely didn't come from Qian Qianhui's home.

The concubine's face turned ashen, and she almost walked away in frustration.

The eldest princess watched another good show and happily leaned aside, chatting with the palace maids beside her.

What is a concubine? They have been fighting for so many years. Who can know better than her and the empress? There is no wall that is impenetrable in this world.

But after a while, footsteps came closer from outside the pavilion. The tutor was about forty years old, wearing an official robe, with slightly red cheeks. He was probably called over by the eunuch after drinking some wine with the male guests.

"Your humble servant pays his respects to Your Majesty, the Grand Princess, Her Majesty the Dowager...and Her Royal Highness Princess Yongle. I would like to congratulate Old Madam Wen, and wish her a long and prosperous life, as blessed as the pines and cypresses." The Grand Tutor bowed and performed the ceremony with full courtesy.

Qian Qiansui couldn't help but steal a few more glances at him. This person was not just a background character in the book. He was a good friend of the late emperor when he was young.

She was once hostile to the hero of this book, and had a complicated relationship with the concubine. Although it was not made clear, Qian Qiansui felt that there was something going on between them.

However, this man was so capable at work that he offended the male protagonist. Even after the empress came to power, she did not kill him, but instead let him continue to be a slave for the Tang Kingdom.

"Master, come and take a look. Is this painting real or a replica?" The eldest princess said to the master, but her eyes were on the concubine.

The Grand Tutor took one look and was completely stunned. He studied it carefully, then his eyes lit up and he was about to reply with joy on his face.

The concubine turned slightly sideways, took a handkerchief to cover her mouth and coughed lightly.

All the words of the Grand Tutor were blocked in his mouth.

"Master? How about this painting?"