When Tan Jingye saw this painting, he was very amazed and asked in disbelief: "Is this really painted by my elder sister?"

Qingluan was unhappy and said in a bad tone: "What do you mean? Do you suspect that I lied to you by telling lies or do you think my sister doesn't have the ability?"

Tan Jingye smiled and explained: "No, I always thought that my sister was good at painting flowers, plants and trees, but I didn't expect that the figure painting was so vivid."

The main reason is that Qingshu has never painted figure paintings before. In fact, Qingshu has also painted two children before, but Tan Jingye didn't know about it.

Qingluan snorted coldly and said, "I have told you a long time ago that my sister's painting skills are not worse than Xia Lan's."

However, after pausing, she added: "It is probably not possible to draw other people, but family members can do it. How about the classics and craftsmen, do you think we can also draw one?"

Tan Jingye refused without thinking and said in a jokey tone: "Drawing is so hard. If my brother-in-law knows that we are burdened by my sister, I am afraid that my brother-in-law will not be able to spare us."

Qingluan instantly gave up this idea.

After a day off, Qingshu also waited in front of the bed, talking to Mrs. Gu about the Qingshan Women's School and the affairs in the court, and talking about the good and bad things.

Many things, let alone Mrs. Gu, even Qingluan didn't know. After knowing that she was in danger several times, Qingluan was very upset. Taking advantage of the time when Mrs. Gu was sleeping, she said, "Sister, you have experienced so many dangerous things over the years, but I know nothing."

She thought Qingshu's official career was smooth, but she turned out to be exchanged for her life.

Qingshu shook his head and said, "Telling you that it is just a matter of increasing your worries, so why bother? If you have any bad things, you can tell your grandmother, so that she can know that we are not as good as she thought. Maybe she can change her mind."

Qingluan thought for a while and said, "There is nothing wrong with the Tan family."

The biggest suffering he has suffered in his life is having a baby, and the rest are trivial matters. Unlike Qingshu, he lives a wonderful life with sorrow, joy, surprise and danger.

Thinking of the previous conversation with Tan Jingye, Qingluan suddenly said, "Sister, am I particularly unpromising? Sister, you are both a third-rank minister, but I am at home taking care of the children."

"You are now loving and your children are well-behaved and obedient. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

As for the Tan family, it was not a problem for Qingshu at all, and Qingluan thought it was a big deal. However, some things bother her, as it was easy for people to live too comfortably and be vigilant.

A special guest came that night. Qingshu and Qingluan were very surprised when they saw her and said in unison: "Auntie, why are you here?"

Mrs. Qi said, "I don't feel at ease with your grandmother, so come and take a look."

Qi Xiangdi didn't want her to come back, but Mrs. Qi said she wanted to meet Mrs. Gu for the last time. Gu Xian died, and she knew that Mrs. Gu couldn't last long.

Qingluan said, "Auntie, grandma has been in a much better mood these two days."

In the past two days, Mrs. Gu still had a smile on her face, which made Qingluan's hanging heart fall back.

Qingshu was not so optimistic. She whispered: "Auntie, please help us relieve our grandmother and relax her."

Mrs. Gu has been in a good mood these two days, but she is talking about Gu Xian’s childhood. This is not a good signal for Qingshu.

"good."

Mrs. Gu was very happy to see Mrs. Qi and said with a smile: "Sister, you are here."

This look seemed to have been guessing that Mrs. Qi would come over long ago. Qingshu felt bad after seeing it.

After Mrs. Qi sat down, she asked Qingshu and the others to go out: "I haven't seen your grandmother for a long time. If you want to have a conversation, you can go out first!"

Except for the two maids who were caring for themselves, everyone else went out.

After leaving the door, Qingluan asked in a low voice: "Sister, can you persuade grandma?"

"have no idea."

When he returned to the yard, Qingshu received a letter from the capital, with eight letters. The first one to be opened was Fu Jingen. After reading Xin Qingshu, he felt unhappy. The Later Jin barbarians had formed an alliance with other tribes on the grassland and gathered an army of 300,000. The border town would soon start another war.

Yi An's letter did not say these things, and just asked her to take care of her health and return to Beijing earlier. However, Xiaoyu's letter said a lot, especially mentioned that Mu Chentong's test and the mansion test had passed, and he just passed the test in the hospital. If it passed, it would be a scholar.

Originally, Qingshu was also preparing to be the end of Brother Fu this year, but Gu Xian died unexpectedly disrupted this plan. However, Brother Fu was not required to be filial to his grandson, and if he missed this year, he would be the end of next year.

Qingluan came over soon. She saw Qingshu's bad face and asked in a panic: "Sister, is there something wrong in the capital?"

"There is nothing wrong in the capital, it's because Tongcheng is going to fight. Your brother-in-law can't come to Taifeng County after leaving. The letter specifically reminds me and my grandmother to apologize."

"The important thing is important, grandma will not blame it."

After sitting down, Qingluan couldn't help but mutter: "Why do these people have a good life, but they always like to fight and kill?"

"It's not as simple as you think. The grassland relies on the weather for food. If the herdsmen do not have enough food to survive, they cannot survive. If the weather is good, the population will increase sharply, and they will not have enough food to support so many people. Therefore, in order to survive, they can only grab it."

Qingluan uh whined: "So that's the case, then they are quite pitiful."

Seeing her as if she had believed her, Qingshu said helplessly: "What I am talking about is just ordinary herders. The tribal leaders want to occupy our Central Plains, plunder our gold, silver, jewelry, food and other resources, and let us be cattle and horses for them."

These things are too far away from Qingluan, and she has a headache when she hears them.

Qingshu stood up and said, "Grandma should have finished talking with aunt, let's go over and take a look!"

As soon as the two sisters entered the room, they saw two paintings hanging beside the bed. Mrs. Qi pulled Qingshu to her side and said, "Qingshu, your two paintings are so good."

Whether it is Mrs. Gu or Gu Xian, they are just the same as when they were young. However, only people who are very close to each other can draw such paintings, which a painter cannot do.

Qingshu said with some regret: "I originally wanted to draw a few more pictures, but I couldn't draw them."

She originally wanted to draw a few more pictures for Mrs. Gu, but she couldn't find any feeling. These two pictures were her limit.

Mrs. Qi smiled and said, "This painting is not as good as the cabbage wants. It is already amazing that you can draw such two paintings."

The first painting shows Gu Xian’s love for his children; the second painting fully expresses Gu Xian’s sweetness and innocence after his amnesia and Mrs. Gu’s doting for his children.

Mrs. Gu said, "Qingshu, if you can, you can also draw a portrait of your aunt. Your uncle has found many painters to paint for her, but she is not satisfied."

Mrs. Qi said with disgust: "Those paintings make me look full of folds, so I don't want it!"

The painter can only draw her now, but she doesn't want her children and grandchildren to remember that she is an ugly old lady in the future, so she is not satisfied with those paintings.

Qingshu did not refuse, but said, "I can only draw my aunt when she was fifty years old. No matter how young I am, I can't draw it."

She had never seen Mrs. Qi when she was young, and this kind of self-portrait was unimaginable.

"I don't dislike you, I like everything you draw."
Chapter completed!