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Chapter 47 Questioning Painting Skills
Give me a pen?

When Jiang Yunjin heard this, he was stunned, as if he didn't understand what the other person meant.

Seeing this, Pei Jingnian repeated it again, which reminded Jiang Yunjin of the scene before they parted.

She casually drew a portrait of Mrs. Pei on the ground.

Jiang Yunjin's eyes couldn't help but fall on the reward column on the list, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

If she hadn't met Pei Jingnian, she really wouldn't dare to think about it!

"Of course! But... who do you want me to draw?"

Jiang Yunjin agreed happily, but then he started to feel troubled.

Who should she draw? The wanted criminal? But she had never seen him. If someone who had seen him could tell her what he looked like, she would be willing to draw him.

"Sister Yunjin, come with me!"

Pei Jingnian had an unfathomable smile on his picturesque little face as he led Jiang Yunjin towards the study nearby.

The study is decorated very elegantly, and you can smell the scent of ink lingering around you as you enter the shop.

There were men dressed as scholars standing in groups of three or four in the room, all holding books and concentrating on their studies. They didn't even notice a stranger coming in.

Pei Jingnian led his people into the study. The servant who had been busy all the time saw that it was a distinguished guest and hurried forward to greet him with a smile.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Pei? The paper and inkstone that your family ordered these two days have just been delivered!"

As the servant spoke, he led the man to an empty table in the room.

After the two of them sat down, Pei Jingnian asked the servant for a set of four treasures of the study.

The servant was quick and agile, and prepared everything needed in the blink of an eye.

A piece of white rice paper was spread out in front of Jiang Yunjin.

Pei Jingnian wanted to grind the ink himself, but was stopped by Jiang Yunjin.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Yunjin asked puzzledly.

"Of course I'll let you draw it, don't worry! Brother Jingnian has also studied for a few years, so he will naturally grind the ink for you!"

Pei Jingnian's ears turned red. He called himself "Brother Jingnian" and without even looking at the little girl's reaction, his white fingers were about to touch the inkstone.

"I don't know how to write with a brush, so isn't it a waste for you to grind the ink?"

Jiang Yunjin raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Jingnian with confusion.

There was too much water in what she said.

How could she not use a brush? She even sought out a master calligrapher as her apprentice. Not only could she write beautiful calligraphy, she could also paint.

But now she has not forgotten her identity. How could a four-year-old girl write?
Pei Jingnian later realized where the little girl came from.

In an instant, a layer of red clouds appeared on the young boy's face, with a hint of annoyance between his brows, and he quickly spoke.

"Sister Yunjin, this is all my negligence. How are you going to paint?"

As soon as he finished saying this, he inexplicably remembered the little girl holding a stick and drawing on the ground.

"Give me a burnt fire stick, or a piece of charcoal."

Jiang Yunjin's words interrupted Pei Jingnian's recollection, and he quickly asked the servant to find such an item.

But then, the servant brought a tray with a piece of charcoal and a used fire stick on it.

When the two things were placed in front of the little girl, they immediately attracted the attention of several scholars in the room.

"Look, what is that for?"

"Charcoal and fire sticks? What good are they?"

"The study is an elegant place. Such vulgar things are brought here openly. Isn't it desecrating this elegant place?"

The discussions around them were extremely noisy and reached the ears of the little girl and the young boy.

Pei Jingnian's face darkened instantly, and his picturesque little face was filled with a frightening coldness.

Just as he was about to stand up and scold the scholars behind him, a small hand suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Sister Yunjin..." Pei Jingnian asked puzzledly.

"Don't worry about them, we'll paint our own." Jiang Yunjin had a smile on his face, waved his hand nonchalantly, and then set his eyes on the rice paper in front of him.

She felt that Pei Jingnian's move was to see how good her painting skills were. As for whether she could earn the bounty, it depended on whether her painting skills were good enough for the government.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yunjin stopped worrying about it.

She rolled up her sleeves, spread out the rice paper, and used a paperweight to weigh it down.

He picked up the charcoal in his right hand and stood on the chair.

I thought carefully about who to draw, and suddenly remembered the group of people I saw outside the city gate today, led by a man with a mole on his face.

In an instant, she knew who she was going to draw.

The white and tender little hands moved quickly on the rice paper, soon attracting a group of scholars who were watching the fun.

At first, they looked on with disdain.

I thought it was Master Pei who wanted to paint, but it turned out to be the little girl next to him? She looked about three or four years old, right?

For a time, everyone was talking about it.

If it was the young boy Mr. Pei who painted the picture, they might be able to admire it.

You know, the eldest young master of the Pei family, although only nine years old, has already been famous in the capital! That literary talent! But many people feel inferior to him!
But if someone else paints...

Everyone shook their heads silently, feeling sorry for the rice paper in the little girl's hands.

That is the best Baizhen Xuan paper, one sheet costs one tael of silver!

Everyone felt sorry for it, but there were also some curious people who wanted to find out what was going on, but they only took one glance and then looked away in disgust.

"What a pity that such fine rice paper was painted so black!"

The noise around did not interrupt Jiang Yunjin's painting.

While thinking about the man she had met during the day, she used sketches to clearly depict his expression.

Even the location of the mole was copied exactly the same.

Pei Jingnian, who was already somewhat curious about Jiang Yunjin's paintings, turned sideways to look at the rice paper in the other person's hand.

At first, he was amazed by the little girl's unique painting skills.

After a moment...he couldn't stay still any longer.

Looking at the painting by Jiang Yunjin with shock, an idea vaguely came to his mind.

He immediately called over his personal guard, whispered something to him, waved his hand, and the guard disappeared into the crowd.

Jiang Yunjin did not see Pei Jingnian's actions.

She was concentrating on her painting, and when the last stroke was put, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"The painting is done!"

Jiang Yunjin nodded at Pei Jingnian, raised her black little hand, and let the other party take the rice paper away.

An ordinary-looking man jumped onto the paper.

"Your painting is very lifelike. I have never seen such painting skills before! Sister Yunjin, you are really amazing!"

Pei Jingnian looked at the rice paper in his hand and praised it sincerely.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, the scholars who were reading in groups of three or four nearby disagreed.

"Master Pei, we just took a look at the girl's painting. It was just a scribbling at best. How can it be said to be very vivid? If your master knew this, wouldn't it hurt his heart!"

The scholar who spoke was the man I had just glanced at curiously.

While the other person was looking, Jiang Yunjin was outlining the other person's face shape and hairstyle.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused whispers among the people around.

The scholars felt that Master Pei had actually lied like this just to please a little girl, which was truly a disgrace to all scholars in the world!

"Hey? What kind of painting is that? It actually made Master Pei boast like that."

(End of this chapter)