The world's best doctor: the prince is at your fingertips

Chapter 323 Finding an Artist

She remembered that she had just quarreled with Chu Jiexun, and now she is talking about this with Shen Chuyuan again!
Really annoying.

"Then what's your business? Doesn't Mr. Shen have a fiancée? And I," she paused, "by the emperor's order, I will not get engaged to anyone for at least two or three years!"

Shen Chuyuan was dazed, his jade-like face was a little embarrassed.

He waved his hand, "That's all right, you think about it yourself. You know it yourself. Let's talk about what we should talk about." He also had time to wait slowly.

Of course she knew it herself, she knew it very clearly, but she didn't want to bring it up.

The topic suddenly changed, and it became a problem of printing.

Printing is divided into woodblock printing and movable type printing, and Song Yiqing directly came to do movable type printing.

Of course, she was just talking. If she was really asked to work, she could only stare blankly.

Shen Chu had already been instructed by Song Yiqing before, and he already had some thoughts in his heart. When Song Yiqing mentioned movable type printing, he looked at her even more differently.

Song Yiqing's cheeks flushed slightly.

That's embarrassingly red...

What she said were all things that everyone knew... just picking up people's teeth.

The only thing she can really do is medical skills...

"What's going on in Yi Qing's mind? She can always think of things that ordinary people can't think of." He smiled lightly, but in his heart he felt more and more that the girl in front of him was smart and smart, which was beyond the reach of ordinary women.

Song Yiqing was embarrassed, it was because she opened her golden finger wide...

Shen Chuyuan felt strange, and asked in surprise, "So what are you trying to get?"

Her face turned dry, and she coughed dryly, "It's nothing, just help me find a craftsman who specializes in carving stone tablets. Can you let them practice reverse lettering?"

Shen Chuyuan nodded, "It should be no problem." And it is more convenient if it is clay type.For those craftsmen who are good at carving steles, it is not difficult.After a few days of practice, you should be able to master it.

Song Yiqing and Shen Chuyuan negotiated the share again, anyway, everyone makes money from each other.

He suddenly mentioned, "I heard that Yi Qing is going to the Northland?"

Song Yiqing nodded, her eyes brightened, "I heard that the martial arts conference will be held in Qiulin Mountain, and after crossing Qiulin Mountain, you will be at the boundary of Sheng Aoguo! Besides, this is the first time for me to participate in the martial arts conference, so I am quite looking forward to it."

He carefully looked at the smiling eyebrows, his whole body was full of youth.

"In the past, the martial arts conferences were not held at the border..." I always felt a little strange, but I couldn't say what was so strange. "I just happen to be going back."

Song Yiqing's smiling face froze, "Ah? Is that so..."

"So let's go together."

"..."

**
Song Yiqing didn't see Chu Jiexun for three or four days, no matter if he came during the daytime, she would never see him.

In the past few days, she was sitting at home writing.

Fewer and fewer people came to seek spring water with spatial abilities, which was exactly what she hoped to see.

I heard that because of this incident, many people are extremely disgusted with the Dark Blood Sect. A few days ago, crowds of people went to the gate of the Yamen, demanding that Zhou Zhi County severely punish the captured Dark Blood Sect members!Decapitation is the best.

Song Yiqing silently didn't want to say anything more.

She was sitting in the room and continued to write, when suddenly the lights flickered slightly, only the sound of dripping water could be heard.

Song Yiqing looked up and saw that Chu Jiexun's body was covered with warm water, and the black gown was more than half wet.

Chu Jiexun's face turned dark, and he lowered his voice and said, "Song Yiqing, what are you doing?!!" He even put a basin of water by the window, and got covered all over without paying attention!
Song Yiqing put down the brush, looked at Chu Jiexun with a smile on her face, and yelled in a strange voice, "Yeah, so it's our fourth prince? I'm fine? Don't you know that the Dark Blood Cult treats me? ? Naturally, I have to be on my guard."

Chu Jiexun took a cold look, and wiped the wet hair on his forehead with his sleeve.

You really know how to be on guard...

Song Yiqing snorted coldly, and sat there with her legs crossed, watching coldly.

Yun Poyue was pretty good, she gave some pointers, and stayed outside to watch Chu Jiexun come in, and when she came in, she was greeted with a basin of warm water.

She was still kind, and didn't add any ingredients in it, otherwise you will cry sometimes!
Song Yiqing was thinking in her heart, when she suddenly saw him walking towards her, she immediately looked at him with some vigilance, "What are you doing here? Why do you want to splash it back? Who told..." You came in?
Without saying a word, he hugged her, gently embraced her, and carried her to the table.

"What are you doing!" Feeling that the front of his chest was soaked by his wet clothes, Song Yiqing was so angry that her eyes widened, this man did it on purpose!
"Then the guard hasn't changed yet?"

Song Yiqing became angry as soon as she spoke, "It's none of your business what kind of guards I want? I do things openly and aboveboard!"

Seeing that her face was flushed red with anger, Chu Jiexun chose not to talk about this topic. "I'm going to visit the provincial capital of Lantian tomorrow, and I won't be back soon, so please be careful."

Song Yiqing shrugged, "To see your father-in-law?"

His eyes flashed, "My father-in-law is in the next room."

Song Yiqing glared at him, this man is also very thick-skinned!
His gaze fell on the paper on her desk, "What?"

Song Yiqing's face flushed instantly, and she covered it with her hand, "Don't look at it."

It's better not to look at it casually...

Chu Jiexun only thought it was his little daughter's private thing, and didn't force him to see it. He hugged her in his arms and held her for a while before leaving.

The wet clothes look like they are going to be changed again...

Song Yiqing wrote everything that should be written, but she couldn't find a painter...

Shen Chuyuan found this very strange, so he found a dozen or so painters for her in Lantian, and brought them directly to her home.

As a result, the dozen or so painters rushed out blushing within a quarter of an hour, confusing the group of people.

"What exactly did you ask the artist to paint?"

Song Yiqing also felt embarrassed, if only she could draw.

"No... nothing."

Shen Chuyuan smiled slightly, "Then let me help you. Although it's not as good as those painters, it's not bad."

When Song Yiqing heard this, she took several steps back in fright, and kept shaking her head, "No need, no need!"

It took a day or two to find a painter.

Even Cheng Feng knew about this.

Song Yiqing felt strange, "Hey, I haven't seen Fengfeng you recently, where have you been fooling around?"

Cheng Feng blushed slightly, "No...I didn't!"

He quickly changed the subject, knowing that Song Yiqing was short of a painter, so he asked her what kind of painting she wanted. When Song Yiqing spoke, Cheng Feng looked at her in a strange way...

Song Yiqing's entire face was flushed, but she pretended to be calm, "What's wrong with me? Am I doing this for the country and the people?"

(End of this chapter)