Chapter 80 Preparing to start krypton liver

Wu Xuanzhi was holding the painting that had turned into pieces, and he was very sad.

Hearing Jiang Yanming's words, Wu Xuanzhi looked at the group of people in the yard, his eyes full of grief and resentment.

"Miss Yanming and I spent half a month and put in countless efforts to do this painting," Wu Xuanzhi choked up, "You ruined it like this, I will beat you up if I had to do with me."

Mrs. Jiang said dissatisfiedly: "You are a painter, why do you speak to Jinping? Jiang Yanming, don't you care about your people?"

Jiang Yanming just smiled and said nothing.

"A painter, do you know who I painted?"

Wu Xuanzhi was very excited.

"I painted His Highness Qinghe! It was a gift for His Highness to His Highness!"

Wu Xuanzhi's words exploded in Jiang Jinping and Mrs. Jiang's minds.

"Master, Your Highness, Princess?"

Jiang Jinping's face turned pale in an instant.

There were only a few days left before Ji Xingyun's and the banquet. Half a month ago, the palace began to prepare for it with great fanfare.

After all, he is the emperor's favorite little princess, so he must give him enough face.

Almost everyone in the capital knows that Princess Qinghe is about to be in the hairpin, and Jiang Jinping and Mrs. Jiang are both qualified to participate in Ji Xingyun and the hairpin banquet.

"Did you say yes?"

Jiang Jinping is not giving up yet.

"Are you stupid? Do you know her or I know her?"

Jiang Yanming said disdainfully. As we all know, Ji Xingyun and Jiang Yanming have disliked each other since childhood, so Jiang Yanming must be familiar with Ji Xingyun.

"This, this..."

Jiang Jinping panicked. She didn't expect that what she tore up was the portrait of His Royal Highness the Princess.

Such a sin is not enough to be compensated even if she is cut off.

"So how do you plan to make it up?"

Jiang Yanming stared at Jiang Jinping and said.

With the old lady here, Jiang Yanming could not do whatever he wanted, so he could only use etiquette to directly crush Jiang Jinping to death.

So what if you are unintentional? What you are destroying is the portrait of Ji Xingyun and Princess Qinghe!

Jiang Jinping looked at Mrs. Jiang with help from her eyes, "Grandmother, Jinping did not intentionally, and Jinping did not intentionally destroy the portrait of His Royal Highness."

"Grandma believes in you."

Mrs. Jiang's loving gaze stayed on Jiang Jinping for a moment, then turned to Jiang Yanming with a serious expression.

"Yan Ming, forget it this time, Jinping didn't mean it. You won't pursue the old man when you hit Jinping, just let it go."

"Forget it? How is this possible?"

Before Jiang Yanming could speak, Wu Xuanzhi called out first.

"Not to mention that she made our painting like this, she could only repaint it, and it took a lot of effort. What's more, there are only five days before the birth of His Royal Highness, and we can't finish it at all!"

"That's your business!"

Mrs. Jiang knocked on the crutch on the ground and said sternly, "Today, I will put my words here, no one can touch the girl in the prime minister."

Mrs. Jiang is going to protect Jiang Jinping.

Jiang Jinping looked at Jiang Yanming with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Forget it, my grandmother said that, what can I do?"

Jiang Yanming was also helpless. Old Mrs. Jiang spoke, but she had no choice but to deal with Jiang Jinping.

In this Jiang Mansion, even Duke Jiang cannot disobey Mrs. Jiang, let alone Jiang Yanming.

Although the original owner is arrogant and domineering, he must follow the basic rules.

For example, filial piety, in front of Mrs. Jiang Yanming could not go beyond Mrs. Jiang to deal with Jiang Jinping directly.

"However, she made a mistake and had to give some punishment to show punishment," Jiang Yanming narrowed his eyes. "Otherwise, if the incident spreads one day, outsiders might say that our Duke's Mansion is disrespectful to the princess."

Mrs. Jiang thought for a while, "What you said is, what do you want to do?"

"She, at least one month's confinement."

Jiang Yanming pointed at Jiang Jinping, "A one month of stagnation is not a big punishment, it is mainly for outsiders to see."

Jiang Jinping's face suddenly stiffened.

"Sister, I will also attend the Princess's and the banquet."

"I didn't say I didn't want you to go, except for the next month that day, you will stay honestly for me."

At least we can't release this little camellia to make trouble next time.

"Grandmother..." Jiang Jinping looked at Mrs. Jiang and begged for help.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jiang did not look at her, "Then it's settled. The girl from Jinping, let's listen to Jiang Yanming."

Although Mrs. Jiang prefers Jiang Jinping, she still understands the importance of the matter.

There is no substantial harm in the ban for one month, so it is banned.

Afterwards, Mrs. Jiang took Jiang Jinping out of the yard.

"Miss Yanming, what should I do?"

Wu Xuanzhi held the fragments of the portrait and was anxious.

There are only five days left, so it is impossible to get it done so quickly.

"From now on, there are more than a hundred hours before Ji Xingyun's and the banquet," Jiang Yanming said in a deep voice, "Do you still remember the content of the portrait?"

"Can write it down, but..."

"No, however, we must reproduce the painting before the banquet arrives."

Jiang Yanming's eyes were unwavering.

"But……"

"Don't let it go, pick up your brush and let's start."

Jiang Yanming urged.

Now time is money and cannot be wasted.

Jiang Yanming looked at Jiang Ling, "Sister Four, please help me together."

Jiang Ling had studied with her and Wu Xuanzhi for half a month, so it was okay to start.

"Hey? Am I really okay?"

A look of hope appeared on Jiang Ling's face.

"certainly."

"Miss Yanming," Wu Xuanzhi's face was filled with helplessness, "Now we have nothing, we have used up all the pen, ink and paper."

In order to experiment with various drawing methods, he used up all the precious materials Jiang Yanming had obtained, and not much was left.

"I'm going to get a new one tomorrow."

...

Second Room of Jiang Mansion, Jiang Jinping Courtyard.

"Damn it's a portrait of Princess Qinghe!"

Jiang Jinping no longer looked obedient and sensible in front of the old lady, with an angry look on his face.

"Miss calms down. Although she is confined, the result is good."

The maid smiled and said, "The birthday gift that Jiang Yanming used to give to His Royal Highness the princess was destroyed. According to what she said, " she couldn't prepare for a new one for such a short time."

"And in such a short time, I can't prepare any other gifts. At that time, Jiang Yanming will only give His Royal Highness a little less gift."

"That's right," Jiang Jinping's face appeared, "Jiang Yanming had a bad relationship with Princess Qinghe. Just let her make a fool of herself at the princess's and the banquet, hum."

"By the way, how is my gift?"

"Don't worry, Miss, this is the best brocade brought by the wife from the Fourth Master from southern Xinjiang, and it is sold in the capital."

"That's good."

Jiang Jinping was very satisfied. She didn't ask her birthday gift to surpass all the heroes, but just hoped to surpass Jiang Yanming.

...

The next morning, Jiang Yanming took his maids around the shops to find the materials needed to repaint the portraits.

(End of this chapter)
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