I just want to tease the general

Qi Jing looked at Su Yue without saying a word, and the latter's scalp was numb from being stared at.

"Ah Jing, are you out of money? It's okay, I have it, I can lend it to you, and you can pay it back to me after you graduate from college." Will a person who hates doing business change his preferences after losing his memory?Should he ask Du Niang?

Qi Jing sighed, with unprecedented seriousness and responsibility in his eyes, "Su Yue, I hate doing business, but now I have nothing to do with the Qi family except my surname Qi, what kind of person is my father, you should To be clear, I don't want to reduce my quality of life."

Su Yue opened his mouth and remained silent for a while.That's right, Qi Jing is no longer the Qi Jing he used to be, but the young master's life has already been deeply rooted in his bones. He can raise Qi Jing for four years, but Qi Jing will always return to reality.

If he doesn't do business and doesn't make a lot of money, can Qi Jing get used to living from luxury to frugality?

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Do you think calligraphy and painting make money?"

"That's fine, but the calligraphy and paintings of famous artists are very precious. It's not easy for you to buy and sell them."

"Then what if I paint by myself?"

Su Yue twirled the pen in one hand, and when he heard this, the pen dropped to the ground. He reached out and touched Qi Jing's forehead, and murmured, "I don't have a fever."

Probably because the two of them stayed together for too long, Qi Jing used to learn from Su Yue's benchmark, he rolled his eyes, and made Su Yue's heart skip a beat.

"Son, don't imitate your father."

Qi Jing squinted at him and snorted softly, "How about I draw it for you first?"

Su Yue has no objection, he doesn't believe that Qi Jing can draw any decent paintings.

Qi Jingshun took an unopened writing brush in his hand, before he started writing, Su Yue pulled it over and hugged it in his arms, "This is a treasure, if it breaks, your grandpa will kill me!"

"Bring it." Qi Jing narrowed his eyes, revealing a ferocious expression.It's good that he didn't dislike the low quality of this sum, and Su Yue even uttered wild words, wanting to destroy the nine clans!

Su Yue rubbed his nose in embarrassment, handed it over carefully, and did not forget to tell: "Be careful, my dad's baby is important, last time I left it here, I have to take it back for him."

Qi Jing didn't care about him, the table in the bedroom was not big, he wasn't used to it, so he picked up a poster, and walked to the living room with the ink in his arms. The white marble table was cleaned spotlessly, Qi Jing spread the poster on On the top, the brush was removed and dipped in ink, and the left hand habitually swiped down on the right arm, and the palm was empty. He was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered that he was no longer wearing a robe with wide cuffs.

Su Yue stood aside, noticed his movements, raised his head and looked forward, "Is there a sense of ceremony?"

Qi Jing ignored him and began to write:

Thinking of you once, the river is thousands of miles away, and the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, and the parting begins; the war and disputes rely on the general, and the imperial city alone keeps watch and returns; ten years of sticking to thousands of miles, the cold and lonely into the bone; the wind drives tears to the bone, leaving you alone Acacia.

The handwriting is smooth and flowing, the iron is drawn with silver hooks, and the strength penetrates the paper. It is no worse than those who claim to be masters, and even surpasses them.Su Yue was in shock. He had known Qi Jing for so many years, but he had never heard that he could do calligraphy.As an outsider, he can appreciate the quality of this painting. He doesn't believe that after so many years, no one will know about it.

Before he could come out of the shock, Qi Jing had already started to paint. Su Yue didn't understand what he was painting at first, but when Qi Jing finished his painting, he realized that it was a figure that was attracting attention among thousands of troops. He guessed right, it was a general.Coupled with the verses next to it, he always felt that the picture was too heavy.

The iron bones are clanging, everything is quiet, and the picture freezes, but it is not difficult to see the reluctance to look back at that moment.

It is hard to imagine how heartbroken the person who remembers this picture is.

Su Yue's lips trembled and he didn't dare to speak. A drop of crystal fell from Qi Jing's beautiful eyes, and when it landed on the painting, a flower bloomed faintly. The handwriting was still wet, but the painter lost his mind.

Seeing him staring blankly and saying nothing, Su Yue also felt uncomfortable.He has cursed Qi Jing countless times for being ruthless and ungrateful, and there will always be a day when he will be punished. Now that he reads it, he just feels uncomfortable and distressed.He wanted to take back what he said earlier, he would rather Qi Jing continue to be that proud peacock.

"It's dry, you can find a professional to have a look, if possible, let's discuss how to make a profit."

Qi Jing's abrupt words made Su Yue feel redundant, as if the feelings just now were all in his imagination.

"What, Ah Jing, when did you learn calligraphy and painting?" Su Yue hesitated and changed the subject.

"forget."

"Forgot?" Su Yue couldn't help but amplified his voice, met Qi Jing's sharp gaze, and shut up embarrassingly.He looked around the calligraphy and painting several times. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a corner of the front of the poster. He almost jumped up excitedly, "Ah Jing! This is my favorite poster! You, you --- ah, there are still My idol's autograph!"

The corner of Qi Jing's mouth twitched, his attitude was very annoying: "I haven't despised your poor quality paper yet."

"Ahhhh! What do you know, my spiritual food! How could I know that you are serious on a whim! Calligraphy and painting naturally need to use specific paper, and I haven't disliked you for pulling my poster!"

"Then go buy it."

"Don't go, don't buy, you pay me for the poster! Pay me for my signature!"

Qi Jing glanced at him, and the latter immediately died down.

Su Yue weakly raised the claw machine and called his father.Hearing the beeping sound from the microphone, Su Yue always felt that Qi Jing's look just now was terrible, as if he would be delayed at any time.