"This cat and mouse picture is very good. I bought it."
Hua Qingcheng nodded as she spoke, then pulled out ten taels of silver from her pocket and handed it to the woman selling the painting. Just think of it as a little encouragement for this down-and-out imperial examination student.
"But...but what I painted was a tiger descending the mountain, and the one in the lower right corner is a chicken eating rice." The woman selling the painting suddenly blushed, and it was unclear whether she was angry or embarrassed.
“Cough cough cough…”
"I see..."
Hua Qingcheng immediately understood.
"Just now you said that your paintings are exactly the same as those of the current emperor? Her paintings are highly sought after, while yours are criticized as worthless by the bookstore owner?"
Hua Qingcheng glanced at the woman selling paintings suspiciously, and she immediately felt uneasy because of her gaze.
"Ahem... that's right." The woman selling paintings blushed slightly.
"It seems that the current emperor's painting skills are really not that good. You'd better not imitate her paintings in the future." Hua Qingcheng whispered in the ear of the woman selling paintings.
"In fact, the reason her paintings are so sought after is simply because she holds a high position. What people are fighting for is not the paintings themselves, but the value behind them."
After Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, she withdrew from the ear of the woman selling paintings, rolled up the painting, waved to Shan Zuo, and left.
"Girl, wait!"
The stunned painting seller came to her senses and quickly called out to Hua Qingcheng.
"What's the matter?" Hua Qingcheng turned around and said coldly.
"In your opinion, young lady, how much is this painting of mine worth?" asked the woman selling the painting sternly.
Hua Qingcheng glanced at the high-quality drawing paper and the framed scroll in her hands. Although she didn't know what material they were made of, she knew they must be expensive. After a moment's thought, she heard her say leisurely, "One tael of silver."
"Okay. Then I only want one or two ounces of silver."
The woman selling paintings took Hua Qingcheng's hand, put the ten taels of silver back into her hand, and stretched out her hand towards her with her palm facing up.
"become."
Seeing that the other party was a man of integrity and disdain to take advantage of others, Hua Qingcheng took back the ten taels of silver, then took out one tael of silver from her waist belt and handed it to the woman selling the painting.
Hua Qingcheng gave the woman selling paintings an admiring smile, waved her hand, and continued to walk towards the Prime Minister's Mansion with Shan Zuo.
Looking at the graceful figure leaving in an elegant manner, and remembering the meaningful smile that the woman had given her when she turned back, which seemed to be encouragement and appreciation, the woman selling paintings was stunned for a moment, and then she also smiled.
"interesting!"
"Pa pa pa"!
The woman selling paintings walked to the corner of the street and clapped her hands. Then a woman dressed in crimson purple clothes and wearing a half-gilded butterfly mask on her head flashed out and stood in front of her with her body bent.
"An Yi, before midnight tonight, I want all the information about that girl."
"Yes, Master!"
After receiving the order, An Yi slipped away again.
After An Yi left, the woman selling paintings looked in the direction where Hua Qingcheng had just left. It took her a long time before she looked away, but her eyes were full of coldness.
Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
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