Listening to the rain in Xiangshan.

Su Qing stood in front of the desk, concentrating and thinking with his eyes closed.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, picked up the brush dipped in ink, and began to paint.

Su Qing was immersed in painting, with no distractions, his breath was calm, and a special appeal emanated from his whole body.

Every move he makes carries the aura of a master, making people hold their breath and watch intently.

As he described and sketched, a masterpiece gradually came into being on the paper.

In front of the magnificent Qianqing Palace, Xu Huaping, dressed in palace dress, held Kang Mazi's braid in her hand and proudly faced the vast army.

Standing in front of the desk, Su Zichen seemed to feel as if a female assassin, in order to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, braved the murderous intention of thousands of troops to break into the palace and capture the emperor alive. The domineering aura frightened him so much that he dared not even breathe.

The artistic conception of this painting is so strong, even though Su Zichen is only eleven years old and does not understand art, he is just a layman in painting.

But he only took one look at it and felt the indomitable spirit of "I will go forward even if there are thousands of people against me" in the painting. It made him experience the charm of art for the first time, truly understand the superb painting skills of his cousin, and be deeply impressed.

'Taipei Qingtu'! After Su Qing wrote the name of the painting and stamped it with his own seal, Su Zichen looked at him with shock and admiration, and said with stars in his eyes: "Brother Qing, I know nothing about art. Even if a world-famous work is placed in front of me, I can't appreciate it."

"But today, Brother Qing, your paintings made me experience the charm of art for the first time. I seemed to see a young female assassin, risking the death of her entire family, going deep into the palace to assassinate the emperor. This kind of 'I will go forward even if there are thousands of people against me' has deeply touched my body and mind."

"Such a high level of skill, I feel that even the world's painting masters cannot compare to it. They are not even worthy of carrying your shoes, Brother Qing."

"I found that learning painting from Qing Ge was the smartest decision I made in my life."

After Su Qing came back from the Northeast, the little brat Su Zichen resumed his painting classes.

Come and study for an hour every day at noon on weekdays, and study all day on weekends.

Today is a weekday, and he came over at one o'clock in the afternoon after lunch.

Su Qing had just finished watching Xu Huaping's live broadcast and had the urge to paint a picture for her.

So he told Su Zichen that he would not teach the basics of painting today and let the boy watch him paint.

The excuse is to let this kid experience the charm of art.

“Painting is not something that can be learned overnight; it requires years of practice and accumulation.”

"I see that you have been resistant recently and unwilling to practice the basics of painting, so I'm letting you see it for yourself."

Su Qing glared at him and scolded him, "How about it, have you seen this?"

After getting to know this boy, I found that he was not as well-behaved as when I first met him, but rather naughty.

But then again, this kid really doesn't look like an eleven-year-old.

If you are good at flattering others, you will definitely have a good life when you grow up.

"Yes, yes, today I have really broadened my horizons and witnessed a true master of painting."

"I must study hard and strive to become a master painter like Qing Ge when I grow up."

"No, even if I only have one ten-thousandth of your power, Brother Qing, it would be enough for me to live on for the rest of my life."

Su Zichen was filled with genuine admiration and amazement in his heart, and flattered him like a tide.

"Go away, you didn't learn anything else, but you learned how to flatter people very well."

Su Qing waved her hands, feeling quite pleased. If you can talk, just say more.

"Hey, of course. Brother Qing, don't look down on me because I'm young. I know a lot."

Su Zichen said proudly: "My father is a stubborn person. He doesn't know how to adapt and flatter. He has been teaching for his whole life but has not yet become the Dean of Studies."

"So, I will learn from his mistakes and try to learn how to adapt."

"I'm an average student, and it's hard for me to get into university. I can't rely on studying to get in."

"If I can learn even one ten-thousandth of your level, Qing Ge, and I can speak well, I believe I will be no worse off than my dad in the future."

The eleven-year-old kid spoke so clearly and logically that Su Qing was really shocked.

If he had been so smart back then, he wouldn't have almost been sold as a piglet.

"However, great buildings start from the ground. If you want to learn to paint well, you can't be lazy."

"As long as you do what I teach you, you will definitely have a place in the calligraphy and painting world in the future."

Su Qing touched his chin to hide his shock.

He didn't know whether what the boy said was right, but it seemed to make sense.

His task is to teach this kid how to paint, so let Uncle Xiaolong teach him how to be a good person.

"Yeah, I understand. I'll listen to Brother Qing."

"I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

When talking about the cooking skills for future meals, Su Zichen's attitude became serious.

Having seen Su Qing painting with his own eyes today, he was deeply impressed by his master-like temperament.

"Okay, it's getting late. Go to school first and come back tomorrow."

Seeing that the ink on the painting had dried, Su Qing carefully put it away and waved his hand to tell Su Zichen to go away.

"Okay, Brother Qing, I'll be leaving first. Bye."

Su Zichen took one last reluctant look at the painting before leaving Su Qing's house.

After putting away the paintings, Su Qing planned to go to a calligraphy and painting shop to frame them when he had time.

At this time.

Xu Huaping's private message popped up, and she also sent a red envelope.

One thousand kilograms of gold. "Fuck, a ton of gold?"

Su Qing was startled on the spot and quickly took out his mobile phone to start calculating.

Today's gold price is 457 yuan per gram, and one thousand kilograms is 1 million grams.

"That's four hundred and fifty-seven million?"

His mouth opened wide, feeling like he was dreaming.

The first two times, Xie Yuanshan spent ten kilograms of gold, worth more than four million.

Su Qing thought that this was the God of Wealth.

Unexpectedly, there is someone more powerful than him, who can give away a ton of gold at a time.

After the transformation, Xu Huaping was really generous! "Miss, one ton of gold, this is too scary."

"Whatever you want, no matter how much you want, I'll buy it for you."

Fortunately, Su Qing was no longer a helpless person. He took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.

"Given my kindness, even 1,000 tons or 10,000 tons of gold is nothing. Just accept it."

"I am still on my way to Jiangnan. I only have 18 people under me. When I get there, I will recruit soldiers and horses."

"I'm short of food and weapons, could you please buy some for me, little brother?"

On the way to Jiangnan, Xu Huaping thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, I have some food and some magical items in stock. I'll send them to you first."

At this moment, a task message popped up and Su Qing replied immediately.

[You triggered the group member task: Xu Huaping's commission 2. ]

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