The servants brought out the tea, and Qiao Lian'er finally got her chance. Taking advantage of the two of them not paying attention, she poured the packet of medicine into Wu Qingjin's tea.
After thinking about it, he also gave some to Murong Shu, since the two of them were in cahoots and plotting together how to harm Sister Zhizhi.
"How about we do it this way?" Murong Shu picked up her cup and took a sip of tea.
"We spread the word that the pigments were poisonous and that prolonged contact could cause poisoning symptoms, ranging from mild weakness to bleeding from all seven orifices, and even death."
"Find a few more people to act it out to increase credibility. Then we'll see who buys those paints from the Qiao family, and who will sign up for painting classes. The Prince of Guangping's mansion will also be eager to remove the paintings."
"In this way, Qiao Zhizhi's reputation will be completely ruined, and she might even be taken away by the Dali Temple, accused of murder for money."
Wu Qingjin's eyes lit up as she listened, and she patted Murong Shu's shoulder: "Not bad, Shushu. I didn't expect you to come up with such a good idea. Yes, once the rumors spread, how many people will bother to distinguish between truth and falsehood? It's just a matter of spreading misinformation. If it gets out of hand, Qiao Zhizhi's class might even be smashed up."
She was in a great mood and took a big gulp.
The powder was originally almost transparent white, and when dissolved in tea, it had almost no taste. So, Wu Qingjin drank the whole cup of tea without noticing anything unusual.
After discussing it, the two decided that they could take action a few days after classes started.
Having obtained this valuable information, Qiao Lian'er left the Wu family.
It's unclear whether Wu Qingjin's medicine will take effect quickly or take some time. If it works fast, she'll be too busy taking care of herself to need someone to put on an act.
Qiao Lian'er felt that they should wait. If Wu Qingjin drugged Qiao Zhizhi and the effects took hold quickly, it would be easy for people to guess that it was her, which would be like inviting trouble upon herself.
When doing this kind of thing, you have to do it secretly and first clear yourself of suspicion.
As she expected, Wu Qingjin was perfectly fine for the next two days.
Qiao Zhizhi's classroom was also set up, with a plaque that read "Qing Teng Painting Academy".
Those who were interested in learning oil painting had already registered in advance, and today, as soon as class started, a large number of people came. Of course, we still need to report in detail.
The courses are structured according to Qiao Lian'er's plan, divided into regular classes and intensive classes, with different fees for each, and are offered on alternate days.
The course durations for both regular and intensive classes are three months, six months, and one year, depending on your needs.
Most of them were from high-ranking families or wealthy businessmen, and they all chose the elite classes. As for the duration, those who were confident in themselves or wanted to learn the basics and then study on their own chose three months, while those who wanted to learn more and were patient chose a longer duration.
Some small business owners and aristocrats enrolled in the regular classes, knowing they couldn't compare to the elite classes, and most opted for six months or a year.
It took a whole day to compile the detailed list. There wouldn't have been enough seats in the large classroom with so many people, but by dividing them into different classes, there were still some seats left, which could be reserved for people who signed up later.
The next day, we had to prepare for the lesson.
Qiao Zhizhi found Qiao Lian'er and told her what was on her mind.
"Lian'er, actually I've only just begun to grasp it. I want to learn more so that I can teach others. So, I plan to spend half an hour every day at that place and use the extra time to figure it out."
Half a shichen is one hour, four quarters of an hour, which is equivalent to five days in space.
Qiao Lian'er agreed and found more in-depth learning videos for Qiao Zhizhi to provide further explanations.
"Sister Zhizhi, you should also keep some things to yourself and not teach everything to others."
Qiao Zhizhi understood.
The Qing Teng Painting Academy successfully opened its classes. Qiao Zhizhi was giving a lecture on the stage. She was a girl who was not shy at all. She spoke naturally and fluently, while demonstrating on the drawing board.
Wu Qingjin and Murong Shu also arrived outside the painting academy.
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