I fought back after reselling my engagement

Zhen Su said: "This area is still the best, the scenery is beautiful and can be painted."

Zhou Yijun was surprised: "Young lady, do you know painting?"

"Our girl's paintings are very spiritual. They were personally taught by the old man. But the old man went to Hunan Province to serve as the governor. He said that our girl is getting older and it is not convenient for her to go with him..." Chunyan's voice gradually dimmed.

Among all his grandchildren, Su Jingzhai, the old man of the Su family, loved his daughter the most, but unfortunately, they were thousands of miles apart. He loved his daughter so much that he was afraid that she would suffer the slightest injustice, and he really loved her as if she were the apple of his eye.

Zhou Yijun said, "I am painting in a nearby pavilion. Miss, can you come with me? There are several friends from the painting club there."

Chunyan hesitated and said, "Our girl is a woman..."

Is this the appropriate way to go?

"My sister is here, and Princess Fanghua is here too. They are members of the calligraphy and painting club."

Zhen Su bowed and said, "Thank you for inviting me, young master."

After marrying into the Lu family in her previous life, she spent her time embroidering, painting, and playing the piano, and occasionally playing chess. When she chose to marry into the Lu family, she knew that she might be a widow, and because her reputation was ruined, she was even more afraid of being despised by her husband, so she simply chose Lu Da, who had not returned home for several years, as her husband.

She had thought: I had served my parents-in-law and had not done anything out of line except ruining my reputation, so he would not treat me badly. She had been alone in the empty room for eight years, but he had never come back. She was even ready to adopt Lu Xing's second son as her successor. As long as she proposed it, Lu Xing and his wife would not object.

Zhen Su brought Chunyan out of Mingxiang Tower and into the willow forest. The willows swayed in the wind like smoke, and the shadows of purple flowers brushed against their faces. The flowers were bright and pink, which was a feast for the eyes. The five-colored roses competed with each other for beauty.

In the Rose Garden and the Jade Terrace Dream, deep in the enchanting beauty, a vermilion-painted four-cornered pavilion with flying masts stands quaintly, and an oil-painted fragrant carriage is parked beside it, seeming both real and illusory.

There were easels or drawing tables inside and outside the pavilion, and at least six or seven people were standing there painting. Some were painting roses, some were painting butterflies, and each of them had chosen their own scene to paint.

The breeze blew, and the long skirt fluttered, and the golden silk belt of Tianling Jade was lifted in the wind, outlining the cold purple loneliness. The waist danced like water, and the light and shadows passed by. The three thousand black hair flew like flames, the peach blossom face was full of affection, and the willow leaves were smooth and graceful.

This noble lady is Princess Fanghua, the daughter of Princess Dekang. It is said that she loves to make friends with celebrities and scholars. She and Zhou Yijun became close friends because of calligraphy and painting. Princess Fanghua loves talents, but her talents are not good, just average. However, she likes to show off her elegance, so she has some talent and fame.

Princess Fanghua secretly admired Zhou Yijun, but unfortunately, although she was the daughter of the eldest princess, she was 10% inferior to the princess born to the imperial concubine. Zhou Yijun had no interest in officialdom or power, and for the sake of his family's future, he married the princess as his son-in-law.

If it were someone else, Princess Fanghua could still fight for it, but Princess Nine was Princess Fanghua's best friend. Not long after Zhou Yijun and Princess Nine were granted marriage, Princess Fanghua was heartbroken and chose to marry a young man from a scholarly family in Shu.

The breeze blows, the petals sway, and the flowers dance like mist and rain. The gaps between the branches and leaves let in a little sunlight, and the jade-like skin is not stained by clothes, and the fragrance of the icy skin is permeated by the wind.

A cute girl said, "Brother, now that you're back, I don't want to paint anymore. My hands are sore from painting for so long."

"This is someone I met at Mingxiang Tower..." Before asking his last name, he had stored his pens, ink, drawing paper and other items at Mingxiang Tower. He had just gone there to get them. He also stored the works of other members of the calligraphy and painting society there. After the Dragon Boat Festival, he would send them to the calligraphy and painting shop for mounting.

Zhen Su bowed slightly, "I only know a little bit, I dare not compare with you scholars and laymen. My surname is Zhen, and I am the second daughter of Master Zhen from the Ministry of Personnel."

Princess Fanghua was painting a butterfly and took a glance. "Yiqing's easel is no longer in use. You can use it."

"Thank you."

It is not easy to join their calligraphy and painting club, and those who can get in have real talent and knowledge.

Yiqing is the younger sister of Zhou Yijun. Because her father and grandfather were both university scholars and bachelors, the Zhou family was the most noble and all the children were talented. The residence of Zhou Daxueshi produced an imperial concubine, who was named Shufei and gave birth to five princes. The fifth prince had a good character and was also an elegant man who loved talent and learning, and did not like to fight for power and profit.