The Left Censor-in-Chief picked up his brush and wrote with great grace. After finishing his writing, he looked at Lord Yu and said, "Lord Yu is also a master painter. Why don't you come and do it?"
Lord Yu looked at this and that, then stood up helplessly. He stood next to the Left Censor-in-Chief, looked at Qin Chan who was painting across from him, and said with a smile: "The two of us, teaming up to bully a girl, are really embarrassing."
This sentence made Zuodu Yushi blush and he stammered in defense: "Well... this is not, it has a beginning and an end."
Lord Yu chuckled and picked up his brush to paint. He was also curious about the abilities of the Qin family's girls. The Crown Princess could even get His Majesty to make an exception and allow her to participate in politics. If Qin Chan also had the talent to be an official, it would prove that the Qin family was very good at educating children. His son was probably hopeless. Could the eldest grandson be sent to the Qin family to be taught by Marquis Qin, no, Duke Qin?
With such thoughts in mind, Lord Yu wrote casually. He just wanted to see Qin Chan's level, not to compete with her. However, it was precisely this state of mind that made the painting he created more free and easy.
After finishing the painting, Lord Yu threw down his brush and walked to Qin Chan to look at her painting. He couldn't take his eyes off it. After a long time, he moved his gaze away and looked at Qin Chan. What a good girl!
He suddenly had an idea and asked, "Has Miss Qin promised to marry someone?"
Prince Du, who was eating and drinking in the distance, didn't care about Qin Chan being harassed by several officials. He knew that this woman was not simple and this group of people could not make things difficult for her. But when he heard Lord Yu asking about her marriage, he immediately refused.
Prince Du strolled forward, chuckled, and threw his arm around Lord Yu's neck, saying, "Lord Yu, we're just competing, why are you asking about someone else's marriage? Besides, it's the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, shouldn't you ask Duke Qin and Miss Qin's parents about this matter? Come on, Miss Qin has finished her painting, let's admire her work!"
Qin Chan was still thinking about how to answer Lord Yu when she was interrupted by Prince Du. She thought about it and decided to remain silent. After finishing the painting, she put down her pen and took two steps back.
The emperor stood up, glanced at Prince Du with a smile, and changed the subject: "Come, come, let's appreciate General Qin's paintings."
Qin Chan had just been conferred the title of General Wulue, so calling her that was much more appropriate than calling her Miss Qin.
Qin Chan breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes and glanced at Du Shizi quietly, then stepped aside. Du Shizi moved to her side and winked at her, asking for credit: "Am I okay?"
"Uh..." Qin Chan took two steps to the side and stood next to a group of civil and military officials who were coming over, so that Master Du could not get closer to her.
Civil officials and military officers gasped when they saw the painting:
"This style of painting is somewhat familiar."
"If I'm not mistaken, he looks a bit like Master Penghao."
Zuo Du Yushi loved the paintings of Master Penghao the most. When he saw them, he was stunned. He looked at Qin Chan with sparkling eyes and asked, "Are you Master Penghao's disciple?"
Qin Chan hesitated. Most of the Qin family members were taught how to read and write by their third uncle. She was just an exceptionally good learner because she had studied with him for a longer time.
She didn't say anything, so the Left Censor-in-Chief took it as a tacit agreement: "I understand, I understand. Master Penghao has always been low-key. I think he doesn't want you to use his name in public. Fine, fine, his disciple must be a good one."
Qin Wan looked at the officials who had initially doubted her, but now accepted her as the descendant of Penghao Zhenren. She was a little speechless: "If I had known this would happen, I should have told them directly that Penghao Zhenren teaches in my Qin family. Does that mean all the women in my Qin family can enter the court as officials?"
Xie Qing touched his chin and smiled: "If that's the case, the Qin family's threshold will be trampled down by others."
Qin Wan was happy too. She also knew that the court would not be so reckless in selecting talents and would definitely be extremely cautious.
Qin Wan would not give both of Qin Chan's calligraphy and paintings to the emperor. She went down at the right time, picked up one of them, and said with a smile, "It's a good painting, father, would you mind giving it to your daughter-in-law as a reward?"
The emperor was too embarrassed to compete with his daughter-in-law for the two paintings in front of everyone, so he could only grit his teeth and nod: "Okay."
The emperor finished speaking and looked at Qin Chan with a smile. "You are the disciple of Master Penghao. You must have many of his paintings. How about giving one away?"
What could Qin Chan say? She could only agree. Besides, she had quite a few of Third Uncle's paintings. "If Your Majesty likes them, I will naturally present them to you."
The emperor held Qin Chan's painting in his hands like a treasure, then glanced at the Left Censor-in-Chief and Lord Yu, and asked Eunuch Zhang to bring their paintings as well. Then he said, "The awarding has just begun, let's continue now."
Everyone who went out was rewarded for their merit. Prince Du also got himself a general and was sent to the Ministry of War.
As for the punishment of the rebels, the emperor did not show any leniency. The culprit, the fifth prince, was already dead. Such a person naturally could not be placed in the imperial mausoleum and was buried directly on the spot.
Lu Yan had already finished beating people with the stick in court, and the others would certainly lose their jobs, but at least they surrendered voluntarily, saving their lives and avoiding the punishment of having their property confiscated.
There was laughter and joy in the palace, and Old Lady Lu's dowry house was also very lively.
So many people squeezed into the small two-story house, including Lu Yan's uncles and their families, several of his half-brothers and their families, and his younger brothers and sisters.
Where can one have his own yard or house nowadays?
If each family can have its own room, it would be good enough for the young masters and young ladies to have a place to sleep.
The servants of the Lu family had their indentures held in the hands of their master, and they had no idea whether any of them had been taken away. They did not dare to run away, as if they did, they would be considered fugitive slaves and would be killed if caught.
When following the Lu family, the one who commits a crime is the master of the Lu family, and they, as slaves, will at most be sold, but at least they can survive.
They were not like Chu Yun, who had the ability to get the indenture contract in his hands early on and ran away when the house was searched and the chaos broke out.
If they had the indenture, who would stay here and suffer?
There was not even a place to sleep, and the servants were complaining, hoping that Lu Yan would come back soon to see what was going on in the Lu family.
Lu Yan was beaten with the stick a hundred times in the court, but he managed to hold on and not faint. He did not faint until he was sent back to the dowry house of Old Madam Lu and saw Old Madam Lu and Concubine Qi.
When Old Lady Lu saw him like this, she almost lost her breath and wailed, "Yan'er, Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Call a doctor!"
Second Uncle Lu grabbed Lu Yan's shoulders and shook him violently: "Don't faint, wake up quickly, where is the Lu family's money? Wake up quickly, take out the money, so we can move out early and divide the family property."
"Uncle, uncle, don't move! My husband is in this state, he can't move!" Aunt Qi quickly rescued him from his grasp and called her maid, "First, go get my little box, then go and call the doctor, hurry up!"
The box was brought quickly. Aunt Qi opened the box, took out a piece of ginseng from it, stuffed it into Lu Yan's mouth, and asked him to hold it.
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