Upon seeing the portrait, she immediately covered her mouth and widened her beautiful eyes. She had thought that what everyone said was incredible, but at most, it only captured six or seven tenths of her color and spirit. However, what was presented to her was a perfect reproduction.
She even thought that Qiao Zhizhi's paintings were more beautiful than Qiao Zhizhi herself.
A sudden surge of emotion struck my heart. She is in the prime of her life, but the ink paintings are quite different from her appearance. Ink paintings are mainly about freehand expression, and looking back, there is too much room for imagination. They lack that accurate and intuitive feeling. Now, finally, there are paintings that can preserve her youthful appearance.
She looked at Qiao Zhizhi, her eyes pleading, "Miss Zhizhi, may I buy this painting from you?"
“Miss Zhong, this is your portrait. It is also the first time I have painted in front of everyone, so naturally I have to give it to you.”
He then took the easel down and handed it to Miss Zhong.
"Thank you, thank you." Miss Zhong accepted the gift with both hands, as if it were a priceless treasure, and was extremely grateful.
Qiao Zhizhi felt a little emotional. Originally, Wu Qingjin was her best friend, and the person she just drew should have been her.
But today, she saw that Wu Qingjin's intentions were impure.
Looking at Wu Qingjin again, her face was a mixture of ashen and dark circles, and even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she could no longer hide it.
Qiao Zhizhi shook her head and smiled bitterly. Fine, let her be blind before. The daughters of the Qiao family, with Lian'er as their example, would not be unable to let go of something so unworthy.
"Everyone has witnessed that Miss Zhizhi is truly talented. It is an honor for the capital to produce such a painting genius, living in the same era as you all. Now, please continue to appreciate the painting. If you are tired, please sit down and have some tea." Prince Guangping was satisfied and in a good mood.
Tea and snacks were already laid out on the coffee table, filling the room with their aroma.
The guests who came to join in the fun had a great time and sat down, but those who were obsessed with painting either admired the artwork or surrounded Qiao Zhizhi asking her questions.
Qiao Zhizhi never minded the trouble and answered every question. If a response was inappropriate, she would politely brush it off.
For example, the source of the pigments—a secret question—was that Lian'er bought them from a very far place.
Qiao Lian'er sat down at the tea table, and Pei Shijiu poured her a full cup of tea before sitting down opposite her.
"You should be relieved by this result. However, you have worked hard for the Qiao family in every little detail."
“I have to work hard because there are some things that only I can do, things that are beyond their capabilities.” Qiao Lian’er’s face was calm, as if she had long been used to it.
“At the beginning, I will guide them, but the rest of the journey will mainly depend on them.”
Now that her uncles and brothers are fully familiar with military affairs, have acquired literacy, and can even innovate formations, she doesn't need to worry about them much.
Qiao Zhizhi has embarked on a smooth path; from now on, she only needs to continue to improve herself.
The aunts and sisters-in-law managed the shop very well, were very skilled in the business, and even trained their own staff.
Mu Xinghe just needs to stay put and wait for his seniority to be recognized so he can be promoted.
The Qiao family members are all grateful, obedient, and united, so she was happy to lead them.
"By the way, have you found out yet?"
Pei Shijiu shook his head: "The Wu family has no problems. I guess it's just that Wu Qingjin is jealous of your cousin and wants to trip her up. Most of the people she called today are either on her side or have been instructed by her. Fortunately, your cousin is strong enough to defeat them all."
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