After Zheng Xiangheng finished painting, everyone stood up to look at it, and there was another burst of praise.
Zheng Xiangheng thanked him modestly and looked at Lin Jinyan with burning eyes:
"Ms. Lin, Zheng is not talented and has no other skills. He is obsessed with painting. The plum blossoms painted by Miss Lin just now are very good. I like them very much and want to take them back home to show to my grandfather. If Miss Lin can take a fancy to Can I exchange Zheng’s paintings?”
Lin Jinyan was about to speak out when Zheng Xiangheng spoke again:
"What I just said was so abrupt, and it seemed to embarrass the young lady. Can the young lady sell this plum blossom picture to me? You decide the price, or I can exchange it for something. Of course, this is only if Miss Lin is willing, and it is not forced. ."
After speaking, everyone present looked calm, but they all had concerns in their hearts.
Lin Jinyan: "Mr. Zheng is really flattering. Mr. Zheng's paintings are at their peak. It's rare for me to get the calligraphy of Mr. Ge's descendant. How dare I sell the paintings to Mr. Zheng. If Mr. Zheng doesn't dislike it, I am willing to exchange. As long as Mr. Zheng is not afraid of suffering a loss."
Zheng Xiangheng smiled brightly: "Miss Lin is too self-effacing. She has never been the best in writing since ancient times."
Qin Zongliang stepped forward, patted Zheng Xiangheng on the shoulder and said:
"When I saw you painting just now, His Highness said that he wanted to write a poem for the painting, but he didn't want to give it away so soon. It seems that His Highness will have a hard time getting what he wants."
The prince and Qin Zongliang looked at each other and reacted immediately:
"Yes, although it is a pity, it is an excellent destination for this painting to be in the hands of Miss Lin."
The two of them lowered their postures, and Lin Jinyan could only accept:
"It would be great to have Mr. Zheng's paintings and to have His Highness write poems."
When leaving the palace, Wang Huizhao got into Lin Jinyan's carriage and chatted for a few words. After hearing that Lin Jinyan met the prince after entering the palace, she looked at the box beside her thoughtfully:
"Today's invitation seems not to be simple. Sun Lingxiu and I only arrived a stick of incense earlier than you, but we never met the prince and others, and the door into the backyard was not the one you mentioned. Besides, about these calligraphy and paintings, Mr. Zheng also It can be said that he loves painting and is obsessed with painting, but His Royal Highness takes retreat in order to advance and insists on writing poems, which is thought-provoking."
Lin Jinyan laughed and said, "Maybe I was thinking that if I have this painting and calligraphy in my room, if it is seen by someone who is interested in it in the future, what kind of carelessness will be revealed."
Wang Huizhao heard this and saw that Lin Jinyan knew what he was thinking, so he felt relieved:
"That veil belongs to Miss Zhou, right? Is there anything wrong with it?"
Although it was a question, his tone was firm.
Lin Jinyan informed about the handkerchief. After hearing this, Wang Huizhao blinked his eyes and said dryly after a long while:
"Your cousin... is quite precocious..."
The Duke's Mansion of the State of Qin.
After seeing Zheng Xiangheng off, Qin Zongliang, the prince, and the princess entered the study together.
The prince asked about the progress of the matter, and the princess smiled and said:
"Your Highness, we have already gotten it out of Lin Jinyan's maid. The veil was made by Lin Jinyan's cousin. It was just by mistake that King Jin picked it up and thought it belonged to Lin Jinyan and kept it to this day."
After hearing the imperial concubine's detailed explanation, Qin Zongliang and the prince both had playful expressions on their faces.
Qin Zongliang: "Do you know who the veil was originally intended for?"
Yuzhi: "Bai Zhi said that the old lady of the Lin family had said that she was not allowed to mention this matter, but she did not dare to say it. The servant was afraid of arousing her alarm, so she did not ask further questions."
Qin Zongliang: "You have done well, and you will do the same in the future. Have a good relationship with this Bai Zhi and don't be discovered by her."
The prince sneered: "The second son has always been good at calculating, but he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter."
Qin Zongliang: "Counting the time, when he picked up the square handkerchief, Lin Jinyan was still a child. He had already thought about it so early. Such patience and government are rare."
