Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 433 Apprenticeship
Zhao Wangshu found that Wu Lin'er was very patient. They talked about tea leaves, tea sets, snacks, and snacks to the latest popular jewelry in Kyoto. They chatted for more than half an hour, and the maid came to refill the tea twice.

Wu Lin'er seemed to have no intention of getting to the point, and Zhao Wangshu gradually lost his patience.

Instead of listening to her gossip, she might as well go play with her son.

Zhao Wangshu interrupted Wu Lin'er and asked directly, "Miss Wu, you didn't come here just to drink tea and chat, did you? If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Wu Lin'er didn't expect Zhao Wangshu to be so direct, but she kept smiling, not showing any embarrassment at all. "Mrs. Yun is really straightforward. Lin'er admires her. Lin'er came here today because she really has something to ask for."

"Miss Wu, you are joking. Miss Wu is the princess chosen by His Majesty himself. I am just a small woman in the inner chamber and cannot afford Miss Wu's request." Zhao Wangshu said lightly.

"Mrs. Yun, you are too modest. You have a very good reputation in the capital. You also know that I have embarrassed myself twice in a row and my reputation has been damaged. Now I urgently need to save my face. Otherwise, I am really afraid of Prince Zuo and will ask His Majesty to cancel the arranged marriage. How can I live then?" Wu Lin'er's eyes became red as she spoke.

Zhao Wangshu's eyes flickered slightly. Wu Lin'er was still planning to take over Minglitang, but she did not set up Minglitang for fame and reputation, so it was impossible for her to let Wu Lin'er use Minglitang as a tool to save face.

"Miss Wu, I deeply sympathize with your situation, but I'm just a woman, and there's really only so much I can do. I'm afraid I can't help you." There was a hint of helplessness in Zhao Wangshu's tone.

"Madam Yun, you are too modest. I know that you have connections with all the major families in the capital. As long as you are willing to introduce a few ladies to me and give me the opportunity to display my talents and character in front of them, I believe my reputation will be restored." Wu Lin'er said eagerly, with anticipation glittering in her eyes.

Zhao Wangshu chuckled, "Miss Wu, are you kidding? You are a girl from the Yongchang Marquis's mansion, so you don't need my introduction. You are seeking far away instead of near. The Marquis's wife is a very versatile and good dancer. You can ask her to hold a few more banquets to make you famous."

Speaking of becoming famous, Zhao Wangshu thought of Han Zhiqing who had long disappeared.

She didn't pay attention and didn't know where the Han family married Han Zhiqing, who had lost her reputation, but she thought it would not be a good marriage.

In fact, as long as Wu Lin'er's reputation was intact and her reputation was a little worse, Prince Zuo would never cancel the engagement for the sake of the power of Marquis Yongchang and Concubine Jing.

Wu Lin'er listened to what Zhao Wangshu said and sighed secretly.

What Zhao Wangshu said was true, but the Marquis's wife had always had a lukewarm attitude towards her. If she had not been betrothed to Prince Zuo, which made the Marquis's wife wary, she would have let her go home long ago and would never have let her live in the Marquis' Mansion, let alone hold a banquet specially for her.

"Mrs. Yun, to be honest, my aunt doesn't have a good relationship with my mother, and she is not willing to help me." Wu Lin'er suddenly stood up and knelt down.

"Miss Wu, you are embarrassing me." Zhao Wangshu frowned and motioned Luzhi and Lanfen to help her up.

"Madam Yun, Lin'er wants to become your disciple." Wu Lin'er refused to get up.

"You want to be my disciple?" Zhao Wangshu was surprised. "Given my age and talent, I am not qualified to be your master. Miss Wu, please get up and stop making things difficult for me."

"Madam Yun, your painting skills have long been famous, having been praised by the Princess of Liao and other noble ladies. Although Lin'er is dull, she would also like to learn a thing or two from you. I don't ask to be half as good as you, but I would be satisfied if I could get some pointers from you." Wu Lin'er spoke sincerely, her eyes full of admiration and longing for Zhao Wangshu.

Zhao Wangshu was about to lose her temper after hearing these words, but she calmed herself down in time, "Miss Wu, I understand your intentions. But becoming your disciple is a serious matter, and I need some time to consider it."

"Madam Yun, Lin'er understands your concerns. However, Lin'er sincerely hopes to have the opportunity to study with you, and I hope you can consider it." Wu Lin'er said.

"Miss Wu, you go back first. I will seriously consider the matter of becoming your disciple." Zhao Wangshu did not give in and helped Wu Lin'er up.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Wu Lin'er's eyes, and she bowed to Zhao Wangshu, "Then Lin'er will go back first." "Lüzhi, see the guest off." Zhao Wangshu sent Wu Lin'er away and returned to Linglong Courtyard.

Wu Lin'er maintained a lost look until she got into the carriage, then her face darkened and her eyes were filled with hatred.

She was the princess of a county prince, but she knelt down to the wife of a minister. This was already very respectful, but Zhao Wangshu actually dared to be ungrateful.

She remembered this humiliation and believed that there would be a long time to go by and she would get it back one day.

Zhao Wangshu didn't know that Wu Lin'er hated her to the core, so she continued to prepare the objects for the one-year-old celebration.

In the evening, Yun Hao came back and Zhao Wangshu talked to him about this matter, "I always feel that she became my disciple for other purposes."

"No matter what she wants, just don't agree to let her become your disciple." Yun Hao took the teacup she handed over.

"That's not that easy. If she has some plan, she will definitely find another way." Zhao Wangshu sighed softly, "I'm just worried that if she really has some conspiracy, it will be bad for you."

Yun Hao took a few sips of tea, put down the cup, and held her in his arms. "Don't worry, no matter what conspiracy she has, I will handle it. You can do whatever you want. I will take care of everything."

Zhao Wangshu turned his face and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."

The next day, June 30th, Zhao Wangshu did not hold a big banquet for little Yunyu's first birthday. He only invited Princess Pingyang, Yao Shanzhi, Princess Duancheng, Song Huai, Wang Yan's wife, Xu Mao's wife, and her family.

There were not many guests, but there were many gifts. Princess Pingyang gave a red gold longevity lock, which meant that little Yunyu would live a long life and be rich and noble in the future.

Yao Shanzhi brought a small bow, which her father Yao Bin had specially made for her when she was a child and just started learning martial arts.

The gift Princess Duan Cheng gave was the Ying Luo Eight Treasures Necklace, and the gift Song Huai gave was the wooden horse he played with when he was a child.

The gifts given by Wang Cheng's wife and Xu Mao's wife were clothes and tiger-head shoes that they had sewn themselves.

When all the guests arrived, Zhao Wangshu came out holding little Yunyu.

Little Yunyu wore a red fine cotton gown and tiger-head shoes made by his aunt Song Yuanqu, and a set of silver bracelets and anklets given by his grandmother.

On her forehead, Zhao Wangshu had dotted a cinnabar mole with lip balm.

Xiao Yunyu has a fair and tender face to begin with, and after having the mole removed, he looks even more delicate and chiseled.

"Now he looks more like the golden boy beside Guanyin." Princess Rui Chengzhang said with a smile.

"The little brother is prettier than the big brother." Xiao Youyou shouted.

As soon as Xiao Youyou's words came out, everyone in the room couldn't help laughing, even Xiao Jun'er, who was being compared, bit his fingers and laughed foolishly.