kvmb Chapter 46 The Painting Instructor
Chapter 46 The Painting Instructor
Jiang Qingyue originally thought that Madam Lu and Jiang Chuchu would drag their feet for a long time, but on the third day, they made up for it by giving Jiang Qingyue a lot of money that could not be found elsewhere.
When Jiang Qingyue saw them dressed simply again, she was somewhat shocked.
Seeing the murderous glares in their eyes, Jiang Qingyue remained calm. After all, this was a devastating blow to them.
However, their decisive manner made Jiang Qingyue even more convinced that they were definitely plotting something against her.
However, Jiang Qingyue's doubts were soon answered.
"Prime Minister, in order to fill these gaps, my concubine and Chu Chu have run out of money. Therefore, I would like to ask for some money..." Madam Lu tentatively began.
Upon hearing this, Jiang An's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
It's fair to say that he's already given away a lot of money to cover the shortfall, and now he's asking for more.
Seeing Jiang An's expression, Madam Lu knew what he was thinking and quickly explained, "Prime Minister, didn't Luo Yu send Master Xue a painting last time? So, I'd like to hold a painting appreciation banquet, and Master Xue has already agreed to come."
"What did you say?" Jiang An thought he had misheard and couldn't help but ask again to confirm.
Jiang Qingyue raised an eyebrow. She hadn't expected that they would actually invite her. In her previous life, they were the ones who came to visit her. In this life, because of her intervention, they were the ones who invited her. But their purpose was obvious: they wanted to do the same thing as in her previous life. She just wondered what the outcome would be this time. Jiang Qingyue was waiting to see what would happen.
"Master Xue has agreed to attend the banquet."
"Good, good!" Jiang An couldn't help but burst into laughter. "If Master Xue really agrees, then my Prime Minister's residence will be honored, after all, he is a true scholar that even His Majesty would find difficult to invite."
Jiang An never expected that this time the Lu family finally did something reliable. As long as Master Xue comes to the door, people will forget about the Prime Minister's Mansion's recent embarrassment. From now on, the only thing they will talk about is how good the Prime Minister's Mansion is because they invited Master Xue.
in case……
Remembering Chu Chu's painting skills, Jiang An's eyes lit up. "That's right, Chu Chu, hurry up. Don't think about anything else these few days. Just focus on painting and ask Master Xue for guidance. If you can meet Master Xue's standards, that would be even better."
"Yes, Your Excellency, that's what I said too, so, this silver..."
"Withdraw as much as you want, just make sure this painting appreciation banquet is done perfectly for me, there can be absolutely no mistakes!" Jiang An waved his hand, instantly no longer caring about the money.
But then she saw Jiang Qingyue standing quietly to the side and frowned. "And you too. Although you don't have Chuchu's abilities, all the celebrities will definitely be there. As the Prime Minister's biological daughter, you can't afford to embarrass yourself."
From today onwards, I will have someone teach you. Don't go out these days. Before the art appreciation banquet, if you can't produce a single piece of art that will impress everyone, don't claim to be my daughter.
Jiang Qingyue was just watching the show, but she never expected that the fire would spread to her. "Yes, Father."
Since that's the case, let's add fuel to the fire!
"Prime Minister, please entrust this matter to me. I will definitely hire a renowned tutor to properly instruct Qingyue."
"Alright, then I'll leave it to you!" With that, Jiang An took the lead and left.
Jiang Chuchu looked at Jiang Qingyue with a smug expression. "Jiang Qingyue, just you wait and see. This time, I will definitely crush you under my feet."
Back in the house, Jiang Qingyue noticed that there were many more people from the Lu family around. She knew that the Lu family was watching her to prevent her from going out.
Even worse, the so-called art instructors arrived at the door that very afternoon.
"Hmph, as expected of someone from the countryside, so ill-mannered. He doesn't even know how to greet people. If the Prime Minister's wife hadn't come to invite him personally, I wouldn't have bothered teaching him!"
Jiang Qingyue raised an eyebrow slightly, not expecting that this person had already put on airs even though they had never met her before.
That makes sense, the people Lu hired were definitely not good people; perhaps they were just looking to cause trouble for him.
"May I ask your name, Master?" I'm bored anyway, so I might as well keep Lu company for a while.
Upon hearing the title "Master," his expression softened considerably. "I am Song Wuyan. I dare not accept the title of Master; please just call me Mr."
"Mr. Song, we will be troubling you from now on."
"Hmph." Song Wuyan looked arrogant and didn't take Jiang Qingyue seriously at all. "Get ready and let's start right away. I'll take a look at your background first."
“Okay,” Jiang Qingyue replied with a smile.
After a moment, looking at the paper on the table, Song Wuyan was completely speechless, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
The main problem was that the painting was simply too awful to look at. After a long while, it was as if someone had finally found their voice: "What you drew is... a pig?"
Jiang Qingyue stared at him in disbelief. "Mr. Song, this is clearly a rabbit, it doesn't look like a pig at all!"
Song Wuyan remained silent, leaving Jiang Qingyue with only his back turned.
Looking in the direction Song Wuyan went, Jiang Qingyue guessed that he was probably going to find Madam Lu.
She sat down and drank her tea with peace of mind. She knew that Song Wuyan had probably gone to ask Madam Lu how to deal with her. How could Madam Lu possibly let this opportunity pass? She was sure Song Wuyan would give her a good beating.
Sure enough, when Song Wuyan returned, his arrogant expression returned. "Your basics are too poor. Your lines are shaky and not smooth at all. You drew a rabbit that should have been a rabbit, but you made it look like a pig. It's really indecent."
Song Wuyan shook his head with a disappointed look, "From now on, I will teach you from the very basics."
After saying that, Song Wuyan took out a small sandbag the size of his palm and tied it to Jiang Qingyue's wrist. Jiang Qingyue's wrist instantly felt heavy.
She looked at the small sandbag on her wrist. It wasn't big, but it had a certain weight. If her arm hung naturally at her side, the weight would be insignificant.
However, when it comes to holding your hand in mid-air for an extended period of time to maintain a pen-holding posture, no one can endure it for long.
She had heard that some painters had such requirements when taking on apprentices. In her previous life, in order to please her family and make herself worthy of Qin Jinghao, she also specially learned to paint. She practiced every day until her wrists ached. In order to make her paintings more powerful, she even followed Jiang Chuchu's advice and practiced suspending her wrists. As a result, she was severely scolded by her teacher.
At that time, she vividly remembered that her teacher told her that the power of calligraphy and painting lies in the elastic control of the brush, not in the strength of one's own hand. Otherwise, it would not only fail to achieve the purpose of practice, but would also easily backfire.
Song Wuyan's actions now, combined with his past life, are probably Jiang Chuchu's "good idea"!
And Song Wuyan actually adopted Jiang Chuchu's suggestion... Jiang Qingyue secretly sized up Song Wuyan, pondering the relationship between him and Jiang Chuchu.