kvmb Chapter 58 I disagree
Chapter 58 I disagree
Upon seeing Jiang Qingyue's painting, the Empress laughed happily, "Excellent! You haven't disappointed me. You truly possess the former charm of A Yuan. If she were still here, I believe she would be very pleased!"
Qin Xuanyu looked as if he had expected this.
On the contrary, Qin Jinghao was surprised and also worried about Jiang Chuchu. He didn't expect Jiang Qingyue to have such abilities. It seems that he had misjudged her.
"No, this is impossible, this is impossible!" Song Wuyan staggered back a few steps.
He still finds it hard to accept this fact.
Isn't this announcing to everyone that he has poor judgment?
He wanted to struggle, but how could anyone choose when the painting was being done on the spot?
"You...you did this on purpose?" This was the only outcome Song Wuyan could imagine. "You deliberately misled me with this!"
“Mr. Song, you are mistaken. That painting was painted by my maid. I don’t know why you insist that I painted it and why you have used such extreme methods to torment me.”
Of course, I didn't say this method was bad; if someone uses it, it must have its merits. But you've used this as an excuse to deliberately torment and abuse me, and just now you were deliberately praising Jiang Chuchu. Just how much did you receive from Jiang Chuchu?"
"You're slandering me! You..." Song Wuyan was so angry at Jiang Qingyue that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Sister, please don't be like this. After all, Mr. Song is an elder. If you want to blame someone, blame me. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have given my opinion. I..." Jiang Chuchu was playing the role of a weak and kind person again.
"Alright." Jiang Qingyue interrupted Jiang Chuchu's performance. "Jiang Chuchu, every time something happens, you say it's all your fault, acting all innocent but forced to admit it. Aren't you tired?"
"Sister, you..."
Jiang Chuchu wanted to retort, but when she saw the Crown Prince in the distance out of the corner of her eye, she forced herself to speak back. "Sister, it's all my fault. It was my suggestion. I also thought that your painting was really unacceptable, so I suggested this method in a moment of panic."
Mr. Song was a master of his generation; he naturally possessed his own judgment. If it weren't feasible, he certainly wouldn't have started. It was I who shouldn't have meddled in this matter.
Jiang Chuchu has learned her lesson this time, using a strategic retreat to change everyone's impression of her.
"Sister, it was really my fault this time. I didn't pretend on purpose. It was all my misunderstanding that made you suffer so much. If I had known you were such a good painter, I would never have shown off my own work."
Jiang Chuchu's humble demeanor won the favor of many people present, while also contrasting with Jiang Qingyue's aggressive attitude.
Before Jiang Qingyue could answer, it seemed as if she had stepped on Song Wuyan's sore spot.
He glared angrily at Jiang Chuchu and Madam Lu, "It was you, and you two! You misled me, constantly saying that Jiang Qingyue was vulgar, incompetent, and disrespectful of the art of calligraphy and painting, and that she needed to temper her temper and be punished accordingly. I was instructed by you!"
Because he hates people who don't respect the art of calligraphy and painting the most, he will definitely make things difficult for Jiang Qingyue in every way possible.
As a result, he became a complete joke.
Master Xue shook his head helplessly. He knew Song Wuyan's character very well. He was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and therefore, he would never allow anyone to tarnish his noblest pursuit. He was too stubborn and rigid, and sooner or later he would suffer the consequences. And sure enough, that day came.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Madam Lu was shocked that Song Wuyan would abandon all pretense of decency and expose himself, even dragging her down with him. He was utterly foolish.
“When did we authorize you to mistreat Jiang Qingyue? We only asked you to teach her properly and not to worry about the Prime Minister’s residence, but we didn’t ask you to mistreat our young lady! You’re not teaching her properly, and now you’re blaming us. Is this what you call a master?”
Since Song Wuyan isn't afraid of losing face, then let's not worry about saving face either. This fire absolutely cannot be spread to me and Jiang Chuchu; the Prime Minister has already been quite disappointed in us recently.
"Ha, I, Song Wuyan, dare to take responsibility for my actions. How could I possibly speak carelessly about something that would damage my reputation? Miss Jiang Chuchu, all I can say is that this time, I've been outmaneuvered."
After Song Wuyan finished speaking, he slowly walked up to Jiang Qingyue and said, "It was my narrow-mindedness. You are very capable and have a limitless future. I was just a little stubborn, but it was also for the sake of striving for excellence."
Therefore, I apologize for misjudging you, but I will not apologize for my actions. I have my own pursuits in the path of calligraphy and painting. If I had to do it all over again, I would still choose the same path. However… I… will keep my promise.”
Song Wuyan murmured a couple of words, then sighed and took his leave of the Prime Minister's residence.
Everyone sighed in dismay. Madam Lu and Jiang Chuchu never expected Song Wuyan to be this kind of person, and could only curse him silently in their hearts.
Jiang Chuchu composed herself, then smiled and stepped forward, hoping that Master Xue could still offer her guidance. "Master Xue, I'm sorry, I made a fool of myself in front of you today. However, I sincerely wish to ask for your guidance. I wonder if I could..."
"No!" These two short words sent a chill down Jiang Chuchu's spine.
Master Xue didn't even glance at her, saying, "I told you, your paintings don't meet my standards."
"Master Xue, why?" Jiang Chuchu was utterly devastated.
She had meticulously prepared for this painting appreciation banquet, hoping to make a name for herself and impress Master Xue, who might even take her as his apprentice.
But why would Jiang Qingyue be able to paint? That's impossible!
Having endured so much hardship and loneliness, how could she possibly be like that!
Jiang Chuchu was unwilling to accept it; why should she lose to Jiang Qingyue, who had nothing?
"Master Xue, I think Miss Jiang's paintings are quite inspired. Giving her a chance is not out of the question." Qin Jinghao couldn't help but speak up for Jiang Chuchu, who looked dejected.
Although he felt Jiang Chuchu's behavior just now was inappropriate, she was, after all, someone he liked.
"Is His Highness the Crown Prince planning to use his power to oppress people?" Master Xue's face instantly turned ugly. What he hated most was this kind of royal who used his power to oppress people.
"That's not true. I was just mentioning it. The choice is naturally yours, Master Xue." With such a heavy hand on him and so many people present, Qin Jinghao couldn't say anything more.
Master Xue, disregarding the possibility of offending Qin Jinghao, didn't say anything further. Instead, he turned and looked at Jiang Qingyue with a gentle expression. "Jiang Qingyue, is that right? You are very talented and have great potential. I see life in your paintings. This is the kind of disciple I've been searching for my whole life. So, would you like to become my disciple?" Master Xue proactively extended an olive branch to Jiang Qingyue.
Qin Jinghao's face instantly froze; Master Xue's actions were a slap in the face to him.
"what?"
"Oh my god, did I hear that right?!"
"Master Xue actually took the initiative to ask others if they were willing to take on disciples. Is this the first time?"
"Absolutely! My goodness, Jiang Qingyue is so lucky!"
Everyone looked at Jiang Qingyue with envy, and some even urged her not to hesitate and to agree quickly. Among them was ***, who said, "What are you still hesitating for? Hurry up and agree. This is a good thing!"
Jiang Qingyue never expected things to turn out this way. Her original intention was to slap Song Wuyan in the face and let Jiang Chuchu experience the feeling of losing something she was about to get.
Jiang Qingyue found it hard to believe that Master Xue would actually take on a disciple.
"No, I don't agree!"