After rebirth, the violent prince waited online for the princess to reconcile and divorce.

Chapter 85
Liu Qingyun said this without mercy.

The expressions of the old lady and Mr. Song were a little ugly.

Being humiliated by a junior like this in public, when had they ever been so angry?

The old lady was worried about the head of the Liu family, and Mrs. Song was thinking about Brother Qi's future, so they both calmed down.

The old lady was better, but he didn't want to teach her, so he just looked for another gentleman. Even though their house was not as good as that noble family, it still wouldn't be able to afford a gentleman.

She doesn't pay much attention to Xu Jiaqi either.

It's just an adopted child. After all, his bloodline is not pure, and it's not worth her trouble. A child like Xu Jiaxu who has some abilities and can become something useful can be kept by Yu'er's side to help her when her child is born.

If it doesn't work, he can just send it out to manage the shop. There is no need to spend too much time on it.

Only the children of Yu'er and Huai'er are her biological grandchildren.

That was worth her trouble.

But Song is different.

Now that something happened to Mr. Fu, although she was not greatly implicated, it was still somewhat affected.

No other capable gentlemen would agree to accept Brother Qi as a student during this time.

She has seen Xu Jiaxu's progress and knows Liu Qingyun's abilities. He is her best choice at the moment.

It can even be called the only option.

For Brother Qi's future, there can be no further delay.

"Mr. Liu, you are the master of the Xu family, and you should teach the descendants of the Xu family."

Song wanted to use this identity to force him.

There was a smile on Liu Qingyun's handsome face.

The smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Madam, you can fire me."

Wearing green clothes, she is as gentle as jade, polite but not very polite.

This attitude of not giving in to hard and soft things made Mrs. Song's face darken.

This Liu Qingyun was personally invited by the great elder. What would she say if she dismissed him?

Besides, if she quits him, those Xu clan members will have to fight with her for who knows how long, so she won't be so stupid!

"Old madam, the calligraphy and painting of Prince Huai has been framed. Do you think which direction is suitable for hanging it?"

What Grandma Zhang holds in her hand is the picture of the Immortal Longevity and Everlasting Peach given by Xu Yinghuai.

Although the old lady doesn't like chrysanthemums, she also understands that the poem is a good poem.

Besides, after all, this was specially drawn and written by my grandson.

On the same day, someone was sent to frame it and prepare it for hanging.

Xie Lingyu's embroidery picture was also placed in her room, and she would look at it from time to time.

Her embroidery skills are exquisite, and the pictures are detailed and lifelike. It is truly a masterpiece.

The old lady was looking in the right direction when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Liu Qingyun looking at the painting, her always gentle and indifferent expression changing.

The old lady smiled and said, "Young man from the Liu family, this is a painting and a poem written by my grandson Xu Yinghuai himself. I have heard from the eldest elder that the new Mr. Xu Yinghuai is very knowledgeable. Tell us about Huai'er." How about this painting, this poem?”

She deliberately showed off Xu Yinghuai in front of Liu Qingyun.

There are very few men in the Liu family now. The head of the family has no legitimate sons but only a few concubines.

Those bastards don't have much potential.

Liu Qingyun returns to the Liu family, and there is a great possibility that he will be the next person in power of the Liu family.

Even if not, according to Liu Qingyun's academic ability, his life will not be bad in the future. It is always good to get closer to him.

After Huai'er attacks Jue, I'm afraid he will also go to the battlefield.

Huai'er has always been smart, so she can naturally build a career on her own.

But she learned from General Huo that a good counselor is as good as an army to a general.

If Liu Qingyun can become Huai'er's counselor, it will be great for Huai'er.When Liu Qingyun heard this, he laughed.

He came closer and took a closer look.

He nodded and said: "This painting is indeed a good painting. The artist's brushstrokes are very strong and the details are well handled. This junior has been fortunate enough to see the original painting. It can indeed be said to be exactly the same."

The old lady and Mrs. Song both had smiles on their faces.

But Liu Qingyun's next words made the two of them freeze.

"It's barely worth 20 taels."

The old lady was a little confused, "Young man from the Liu family, what do you mean by this?"

Why did you suddenly mention money?
This was painted by Huai'er himself, which cannot be measured by money.

Seeing her look like this, Liu Qingyun was even more surprised.

"Didn't the old lady see it?"

He pointed to the picture.

"This is probably Li Miao's handiwork. At this level of detail, even though it is just the most ordinary picture of longevity peaches, it would cost about 20 taels."

The old lady wanted to say something, but it was clear from Mrs. Song's guilty and evasive eyes that there was something else she didn't know.

The old lady took a deep breath.

He forced a smile with a slight complaint in his tone, "Huai'er was too tired. I didn't draw this picture by myself, but I can understand."

"But the poem is still good."

The old lady also felt a little confused.

Xu Yinghuai knelt in the ancestral hall every day, and how could he find time to draw a picture for her with his own hands.

She may have feelings in her heart, but she just doesn't want to think about her grandson like this.

The old lady said she would not blame Xu Yinghuai, but her frown was the truth.

She was still a little angry in her heart.

Mrs. Song could see that she didn't dare to say anything good for Xu Yinghuai at this moment, so she just pretended to be silent, for fear that she would say anything else and make the old lady angry.

"This poem?"

Liu Qingyun sneered, which seemed a bit abrupt in the silent room.

"Ten days ago I would have thought this poem was good, but after hearing it at the birthday banquet, I felt that this poem was simply hard to listen to. The person who wrote this poem was simply an idiot."

He said the last two words with great force, every word in a steady rhythm.

The whole room could hear it clearly.

"Young man from the Liu family, what you said is a bit too much. I treat you as a member of the Liu family and treat you as a distinguished guest, but you have repeatedly scorned and insulted my Marquis. Do you really think that I am an old woman who is easy to bully?"

The old lady's face was obviously angry.

Liu Qingyun first rejected her request, and now he insulted Huai'er in front of her. Even if the Liu family leader came, he would not dare to be so rude.

Liu Qingyun: "I don't understand what the old lady said. When did I insult the Hou Mansion? Didn't you ask me what this poem was like?"

"This is a poem written by me, Huai'er. If you say such things, aren't you insulting me, Huai'er?"

Liu Qingyun's eyebrows were curved, and his eyes were cold.

"The old lady was joking, how could this be a poem written by the prince? It was written casually ten days ago. As soon as I wrote it, I felt astonished. But when I listened to it again, I felt a little worse. I was so angry that I couldn't write it. Publishing a poem like this makes me even more annoyed with the boy who sneaked into my study for ten taels of silver. Why did he end up insulting the prince?"

Every time Liu Qingyun said something, Mrs. Song's face turned pale.

"Drip, bang, bang-"

The sound of prayer beads falling to the ground was heard.

Amidst the sound, Liu Qingyun raised his eyes and looked at the old lady, only to see that her face was ashen and her hands were tightly holding the string of beads. Now there was only a bare thin thread left.

Liu Qingyun twitched the corners of his mouth silently, and a smile appeared on his lips.

(End of this chapter)