Never divorce, never stop getting rich

The words of the Grand Tutor sounded ambiguous, but the words of the Prime Minister almost confirmed the authenticity of the painting, and many people present began to make a commotion.

But because they were women, they could only stretch their necks to take a closer look, but they did not dare to go forward and observe closely like the adults.

"Oh, that won't do. This is a birthday gift from the wife of the Marquis of Anshun. I haven't seen enough of it yet."

Old Madam Wen and Prime Minister Pei had known each other for a long time. Prime Minister Pei often visited the Wen family when he was a child, and in private, Prime Minister Pei would always call Old Madam Wen "Grandma Wen."

Prime Minister Pei was a little disappointed, and couldn't bear to take his eyes off the painting. Old Madam Wen was delighted to see this and said with a smile, "Since you like it so much, then come to our house often and I'll let you see as much as you want."

Seeing that this wave of excitement was about to pass safely, the eldest princess raised her hand to the woman below her.

The woman understood what he meant, and said to the people around her in a loud voice, "Maybe I'm mistaken. My father and I went to the Qian family in Qingzhou last time, but the painting by the painting master in Old Master Qian's study seemed different from this one."

This was said incoherently, but most people heard it. No one else said that the painting was fake, and Qian Qiansui didn't even have a chance to refute it.

But it still left a thorn in people's hearts, because the woman's family had a long history with the Qian family, so it was not surprising that she had seen the painting.

If the painting in the Qian family was not the one in front of us, then everyone would start to wonder how many paintings the Saint of Painting actually painted.

"In fact, it is very simple to identify the painting methods of the painting saint." Qian Qiansui suddenly said.

Now, not only the people sitting on the ground, but even the empress became interested.

"Madam, please give me some advice." Prime Minister Pei bowed.

Qian Qiansui walked to her own painting and found a corner accurately. To be honest, if she didn't have the skills, she wouldn't have been able to see the painting saint's thoughts on how to make anti-counterfeiting so thorough.

“This is actually a picture within a picture.”

Qian Qiansui roughly framed a location with his hands. Within the entire picture, it was just a pile of messy weeds. But if he covered the surrounding area and only left this corner, it would be gone.

The lines of the weeds will converge into a small ink-and-wash landscape painting without any color.

With just a few strokes, the beautiful mountains and rivers are depicted. What's even more exaggerated is that there is a signature written in light ink in the lower right corner of this small picture. If you don't look closely, the signature is no different from a bug in a haystack.

"So that's how it is. Indeed, only a painting saint can incorporate such ingenuity into a painting. I understand... I have something... I want to leave first." Prime Minister Pei subconsciously looked at the empress, anxious but still restrained.

The empress knew what he was thinking. He was going to look for the answer in the sacred painting. She had known for a long time that this man was a painting fanatic. Now the painting was not in the national treasury, but in Prime Minister Pei's bedroom.

"Go."

Although Prime Minister Pei was in a hurry, he did not forget the etiquette. After saying goodbye to his elders, he also bowed to Qian Qiansui before leaving in a hurry.

Seeing this, the Grand Tutor certainly couldn't keep them, so the adults who came afterwards left one after another.

"It's just some superficial stuff, why don't you go down quickly." The Grand Tutor didn't even glance at the Concubine Dowager when he left. The Concubine Dowager was unhappy, and seeing Qian Qiansui still standing in front of her, she couldn't help but vent her anger.

Qian Qiansui pretended not to hear and walked closer to Madam Wen. He bent over and said with a smile, "Madam Wen, do you like this birthday gift? If not, I have something else. Do you like calligraphy? Or a painting by another master?"

The guests were almost in a frenzy, like a drop of water added to oil. It would have been fine if the painting saint in her dowry was just given away as a birthday gift, but from what she said, it seemed that there was more in her dowry.

Didn't the Qian family go bankrupt? I heard that if the Marquis's Mansion hadn't saved Qian's dowry, she would have been penniless long ago. Could it be that the Qian family had some other means of preserving wealth?

The Dowager Concubine knew how rich the Qian family was, the Empress knew it, and the Grand Princess also knew it.

The empress was constrained by the Grand Princess and was one step too late to save the Qian family, making the Qian family a useless chess piece.

The Concubine Dowager and the Grand Princess were the direct beneficiaries, so after learning that the Qian family still had reservations, none of them were very happy.

"I like it. This birthday gift is very valuable. Thank you for your trouble, madam."

Old Madam Wen was not the type to spoil the fun. She happily and generously put away the picture of chickens pecking at rice and decided to hang it in her favorite flower hall.

"It's getting late, let's start the banquet." The farce was coming to an end, and the empress couldn't bear to see the eldest princess really ruin her grandmother's banquet, so she decided to quit while she was ahead.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll take my leave now." The concubine covered her heart with her hands, glanced at Qian Qiansui lightly, stood up, bowed not very respectfully, and left.

Aunt Mei had long lost her previous arrogance and domineering look, and stood behind the concubine in fear.

"My Lady, that little hoof's dowry... this old slave..."

"Shut up!"

The concubine was unwilling to listen to anything now. Not only was her birthday gift criticized, but she was also humiliated by her daughter-in-law.

Now there must be many people laughing at her behind her back for not being able to control her daughter-in-law and even hiding other things in her dowry.

Once the Concubine Dowager left, the Grand Princess certainly had no fun either. She casually apologized and left with her people, surrounded by people just like when she came.

The empress was not angry. She had seen all kinds of these two women over the years. Now that they sat in her position, it was no longer based on personal preferences. Checks and balances were the way of an emperor.

Besides, it would be better for these two to leave early, so as to avoid spoiling the family dinner.

"Madam, please take a seat." Qian Qiansui originally thought that the matter was over and she could find a corner to enjoy some ancient delicacies. Who knew that before she could even sit down, Madam Wen sent someone to invite her.

Qian Qiansui forced a smile, and by the time he sat down at the table next to the empress, he could no longer smile. It seemed that he would have to go back on an empty stomach today.

Mrs. Wen’s birthday banquet finally went on as normal. After several generations, the Wen family has flourished.

Old Madam Wen is so old that she is considered long-lived even in modern times, not to mention in ancient times. Therefore, she has few people of the same age, and even fewer people with whom she can chat.

The old sister-in-law from the Wen family's side branch was one of the few people of the same age as Old Madam Wen. Regardless of their status and identity, the two of them sat together and chatted warmly.

"My great-grandson used to be such a scoundrel, always causing trouble for others. My grandson's hair turned white with worry, but after not seeing him for just half a month, he's become a completely different person. Oh my god, I can't even recognize him!"

The old sister-in-law was missing a tooth and her speech was a little lisp, but anyone who saw her would feel that her face was glowing and she was overjoyed.

Old Madam Wen suddenly thought of her great-grandson Wen Siqin, and her heart suddenly became active.

"What is the academy that the old sister-in-law mentioned?"

"Panshi Academy!"

"Cough cough cough!" Qian Qiansui almost spit out the soup in his mouth.