Seeing this, the others were very surprised, except for Zhao Liuyin's stiff face, but they were all hidden in their hearts.

Secretly slandered, this Song Qian and Ji Changye actually looked so familiar? After all, the biggest prefect here has not received Ji Changye's attention, and the shopkeeper of a small town has this kind of treatment, no matter how you think about it, you know that the two have a great relationship.

In this way, Fuhe and Wu Heyi looked at Song Qian's eyes and couldn't help but show a little respect, especially Fuhe.

Song Qian took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, and hurriedly gave him a look, as if to ask why he was interested in appearing here?

But Ji Changye's eyes made Song Qian unable to guess what he meant.

In fact, after Ji Changye got Changfeng's letter, he not only wanted to join in the fun, but also knew that Song Qian would definitely not go well here, so he wanted to use his identity as a prince to support her waist and long face, so that it was too late for those who looked down on her to regret it.

But Song Qian didn't understand what he was thinking, although she didn't want Ji Changye to participate in this matter, she knew what she wanted to do, but she had nothing to do to stop it, so she could only go with the flow.

The only thing I can ask for is not to make any more mistakes.

Seeing Song Qian's compromised look, Ji Changye and Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief and stayed with peace of mind.

Because of Ji Changye's special identity, everyone present was jealous. Even Jiao Zhengqing cautiously turned his body sideways, wanting Ji Changye to come forward and appreciate it together.

And even if Fuhe was interested in Zi Sangchuan's paintings at this time, he didn't dare to go easily, for fear of disturbing Ji Changye.

"This king doesn't understand these things, and he can't compare to Mr., so he won't be ugly. Please take a look at the authenticity of this painting." Ji Changye knew his abilities well, so naturally he didn't know how to pretend to understand in order to highlight his identity, so he sat on a nearby chair after speaking bluntly, looking like he really wanted to wait to hear the results.

Jiao Zhengqing did not shirk and continued to focus on the painting.

Wu Heyi stepped forward respectfully with a smile at this time, presented a cup of tea to Ji Changye and said, "The prince is here to make the courtyard of his subordinates shine, please use tea."

The concubine behind him was twisting her body at this time, looking at Ji Changye with a shy face, and when she accidentally looked at each other, she blushed and lowered her head, looking very delicate.

Ji Changye suddenly felt a shudder on his body, and hurriedly looked away, for fear that he would relapse from his old illness after a few more glances.

Seeing Wu Heyi's somewhat flattering expression, Ji Changye said these dissatisfactions together: "Some thoughts are still on benefiting the people and abiding by their duties. As for these, this king can't stand it and can't bear it. Also, don't bring out people with bad identity and character, and when the time comes, it's still your prefect's meeting that will be lost, remember?"

After speaking, he also looked in the direction of the concubine intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Heyicheng's movements of the teacup froze, and he naturally guessed the meaning of Ji Changye's words in his heart, and after putting the teacup down in embarrassment, he retreated to the side with a weak heart.

As soon as the concubine wanted to come up, she was frightened back by the warning in her eyes, although she was dissatisfied, she didn't dare to say anything, she could only pretend to be pitiful, and Wu Heyi was heartbroken, and pulled her to the side and coaxed her.

Fuhe saw all this, and her silver teeth were about to be crushed, but with so many people present, she couldn't do anything.

Jiao Zhengqing quickly appreciated the painting.

He looked at the crowd and stroked his beard and said, "This painting is indeed the handwriting of Brother Kuwagawa." As soon as these words came out, Fu He, who was originally angry because of the concubine's competition for favor, suddenly smiled, and stepped forward to stroke the painting scroll like a baby, she also had a painting by Master Zi Sangchuan, and it would definitely be envied by others.

Zhao Liuyin, who was silent on the side, clenched Hongyin's hand, and his heart fell to the bottom after Jiao Zhengqing's words. But fortunately, everyone's minds are not on her now, and they didn't laugh at her class for getting an axe, and they lost face.

But I can't think of it at this time, it doesn't mean that it will sound later, Zhao Liuyin is worried again. But she can't go now, and she can't go either. If you go, you will definitely alarm the others, and when the time comes, you will undoubtedly jump yourself into the fire pit, no

If she leaves, she won't be embarrassed to stay here.

"Sir, how do you see that?"

Hearing Wanqiu ask, Jiao Zhengqing suddenly became proud, and replied with a little joking: "The craftsmanship of the shopkeeper Song is clear to the whole town, I have known Brother Sangchuan for many years, and I know that he must be impressed by the craftsmanship and food of the shopkeeper Song, so he will willingly send this painting."

Hearing this, Song Qian smiled embarrassedly.

But that's exactly what happened.

Ji Changye was not surprised when he heard this, but he was relieved, because Song Qian was very smart and knew how to use his skills to convince Zi Sangchuan.

He didn't think anything wrong.

Fuhe carefully studied the painting again, and knew that this was given to Song Qian by Zi Sangchuan, and knew that the person in the painting was vivid and swaying.

She just wanted to exclaim and say it, which was close to Song Qian's set, and she could perform in front of Ji Changye, but she wanted to say it and stopped.

Then Fuhe's eyes fell on Zhao Liuyin, who was working against Song Qian from beginning to end, she guessed that Zhao Liuyin and Song Qian did not deal with each other, and Zhao Liuyin was a little jealous of Ji Changye, if there was a conflict between the two, Ji Changye would definitely be on Song Qian's side, so she had a plan.

Her words revealed the meaning of flattering Song Qian, "The courtiers know the boldness of the shopkeeper Song, and they will never show people imitation paintings. Thinking that it was probably because someone was jealous, he slandered the painting of the shopkeeper Song as fake, which is too much of a manipulation. Looking forward to today's events, don't take it to heart."

Although Zhao Liuyin was not mentioned in the words, he sang with his maid Hongyin just now and implied that Song Qian's painting was fake, and it was them, and those who knew what was going on naturally knew it.

Zhao Liuyin was naturally no exception, but she couldn't answer, otherwise she would sit down in front of Ji Changye and confirm what she had done against Song Qian, so her face was extremely ugly and she didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the corners of Wanqiu's lips were slightly hooked, and she stepped forward and grabbed Song Qian's arm and said, "Song is not that kind of person, and it is also self-defeating to deal with that kind of jealous and unfounded person. Isn't it, Shopkeeper Song?"

Song Qian thought that it would be good to be sure that the painting was real, and let Fuhe know that he had not deceived her, but he didn't expect them to be able to say these words.

Song Qian, who didn't want to cause trouble, just smiled and didn't say anything.

Ji Changye took in all this, and something probably happened. His meaningful eyes fell on Zhao Liuyin and Hongyin who were standing in the corner, and the other party was suddenly frightened and looked away with a weak heart.

Wu Heyi called his subordinates and said, "Go and prepare for the afternoon meal, and bring the jars of good wine I have saved."

Since Ji Changye is here, he must serve well, otherwise it will be said that he is stingy and neglects Ji Changye, which will definitely make people laugh.

The next person should hurry to do it.

The concubine tugged at Wu Heyi's sleeve again, and said in a delicate voice, "Master, didn't you say you wanted to take me to the restaurant for dinner?"

Wu Heyi was moved by this voice, and patted her hand dotingly and responded, "When the prince is served, I will take you there." When the time comes, I'll give you whatever you want, okay?"

The concubine twisted her body a little reluctantly.

The movements of the two were not seen by others, but they made Fuhe see them clearly. Her face sank, and after knowing that Ji Changye hadn't noticed, she stepped in front of the two people.

The concubine suddenly became honest when she saw Fuhe coming, but Wu Heyi was not afraid of her, perhaps a little dissatisfied with her disturbing the two of them, and asked in an indifferent tone, "Madam, do you have anything to do?" If you're not there to accompany the prince, what are you doing here?"

Fu He forcibly suppressed his anger, always paying attention to Ji Changye's direction, and said to Wu Heyi: "Master, do you still know that the prince is here, let me wait for this union with a woman? Don't you know? As long as you serve the prince well, what will be difficult in your future career?" Look at the book

He was really fascinated by the fox spirit, and he couldn't afford to carry this pros and cons, Fuhe couldn't help but sigh helplessly, he hated iron and steel.

Soon Fuhe looked at the concubine again, and his tone was full of master

The demeanor of the mistress warned, "You are the lord's concubine, you should stay in the courtyard, instead of swaggering around, especially if you are bold enough to go to the prince, if this is in the imperial capital, how many times will you be immersed in the pig cage?"

When the words fell, the concubine's eyes turned red.

The appearance was pitiful, which instantly made Wu Heyi feel distressed, and at that time, he also forgot that Ji Changye was still there, and he wanted to seek justice for the concubine, so he raised his tone and angrily reprimanded Fuhe: "I brought her here, why don't you teach me a lesson?" In front of me, it is not your turn for a woman to make irresponsible remarks, and if you are so arrogant and domineering, I will divorce you."

"You ......" Fuho froze in place in shock.

She didn't expect Wu Heyi to be so disrespectful, she was thinking about his future and face in front of the prince, she didn't want him to be so ignorant, and because a concubine who couldn't get on the stage threatened to divorce herself.

Fu He suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't say a word.

The movement attracted the attention of the people here, and Song Qian leaned over slightly and immediately understood what was happening.

"What's going on?" Ji Changye just wanted to step forward to ask clearly, but was stopped by Song Qian.

Then I heard her whisper, "Lord, this is their family matter, let's not get too involved." And according to Fuhe's character, he shouldn't want this kind of thing to be known to everyone.

Ji Changye frowned slightly and listened to Song Qian's words.

But it was not a way to let them stalemate there, so Song Qian pulled Yuan Bao to Changfeng's side and asked him to help take care of it, while he walked towards Fuhe.

"Madam, it looks like it's almost noon, don't be lazy when you finally come here, let's order the people below to prepare lunch." Song Qian pulled Fuhe to the side and said a few steps.

Her eyes swept over the concubine who was still a little proud, and the slight warning and suppressive meaning suddenly extinguished the concubine's arrogance, making her can't help but take a few steps back and lower her head.

Since it was given to the bottom of the steps, Fuhe naturally wouldn't say anything.

And Wu Heyi was anxious to show himself, and stepped forward with a flattering smile and said, "Don't worry about the shopkeeper Song, the prefect has already thought of it at this time. I had already ordered my subordinates to prepare, so I asked the prince and the shopkeeper Song to move."

"I'm still tired of the Wu Governor's Mansion." Ji Changye came to say.

Wu Heyi respectfully followed behind Ji Changye with a smile on his face, and said flatteringly: "No trouble, no trouble, the prince is serious, what can be done for the prince is the honor of the lower officials, as long as the prince does not dislike it."

So the crowd moved to the front hall.