The Yang family has a daughter.

  Tomorrow soon became today.

  When he arrived at Chongshan Temple, Su You finally understood why he was so sensitive to those three words.

  The two had not yet reached the temple gate, and when they looked up to gaze into the distance, their eyes were filled with jujube trees. Farther away, several dark red rooftops could be seen faintly, and the chirping of cicadas made the jujube garden even more serene.

  "Zao Flower Garden? Zao Flower Temple?" Su You, as a Red Fan, would naturally know about Master Zhi Pu and "The Green Pine and The Red Apricot", the latter being the treasure of Chongying Temple. But how did this temple end up here? The real Chongying Temple should be in Youzhou, but this is thousands of miles away in Chang'an.

  Su You was puzzled and couldn't understand, after thousands of years of baptism, the original reverence had probably also changed beyond recognition. The imagined scene of hundreds and thousands of jujube trees blooming at the same time was just an imagination. What made Zao Hua Temple famous were actually peonies and stone carvings, while jujube flowers were just a name.

  But now, like a dream, everything is in front of us, and it's hard to tell what's real or not. However, the scenery is the same but with different names, and Su You has no idea where to go or what to do.

  "But I don't know what this Chongshan Law is?" Su You muttered to himself as he stepped forward, Xiao Jiu had no choice but to follow up.

  "Sir, sir, this temple is under construction and has not been completed yet." Little Jiu reminded Su You despite following him.

  "Master, please stop here, this place is under renovation." As if to confirm Xiaojiu's words, the two of them had only taken a few steps when they were blocked by a young monk.

  "No problem, take a look around at your leisure." Su You's two tiger teeth were revealed in a kind smile, and his standard business smile made people unable to refuse. Xia Shaoming was stunned for a moment, and he had already walked into the main hall.

  As they entered the grand hall, Su You saw someone intently painting a mural on an easel, while by the door, an old man and a young woman were studying a paper, pointing and gesturing. The old man was in his fifties, with half of his hair gray, and looked somewhat dispirited; the young woman wore elegant palace attire that wasn't overly ornate, but because she wore a veil, her face couldn't be seen, though her eyebrows and eyes were exceptionally clear and lovely, giving off an otherworldly air.

  The maid beside the girl grasped her sword as soon as she saw Su You, this uninvited guest, and only let out a sigh of relief when she saw Xiao Jiu rush in, but looking at Su You's eyes still couldn't help but have that kind of vigilance against a swindler.

  "Down, down, you're just here to see the painting, you continue, continue..." Su You suddenly came in and finally opened his mouth to break the awkwardness.

  However, the awkwardness was still just awkward. The painter continued to paint, the old man by the door let out a soft "oh" and glanced at Su You, the woman also looked at Su You for a moment before turning her attention back to the painting.

  No one spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold. Su You turned his head to find Xiao Jiu, intending to let him help ease the situation, but saw that he and the little monk had already retreated outside the hall and were whispering to each other. Su You nodded at them and was about to leave dejectedly when he accidentally kicked over a small wooden bucket.

  "Sorry, sorry." Su You hurriedly apologized again, feeling like a clown at this moment, and also feeling that the few people were looking at him like a clown. The inferior emotion filled Su You's heart for a moment, he wanted to leave dejectedly, but saw that the two people's hands held the drawings, which were actually the sketches he had drawn for Yang Er.

  "This painting... where did you get it from, senior?" Su Youping calmed down a bit, but the courtesy he showed was clearly perfunctory. Fortunately, the person in front of him didn't mind his rudeness and replied calmly, "I also just saw this painting and I'm shocked by its extraordinary technique."

  "This can only be called a picture, and it's still a bit far from art. Whether it's the intention, composition or brushwork, they're all too clumsy." Su You criticized his own work as if he was belittling a pile of trash, and at the same time, he thought to himself with a carefree attitude, "Humiliating myself to entertain others is also a kind of humor."

  The old man nodded his head as he listened to Su You's comments, and finally turned around to face him properly; his eyes also seemed much brighter than before, with a sense of heroism that was similar to Su You's. However, the palace-dressed girl coldly said to Su You, "You're being too arrogant."

  "The young lady has wrongly blamed me, I am just being self-aware." Su You smiled and said with a tone of disbelief.

  But at this moment, Su You was still curious about the girl's identity. From the old man in front of him who had just seen the painting, it could be inferred that the painting must have been brought by the girl, so the girl's origin surfaced.

  "Could this girl be Princess Nanyang?" As for Yang Yu's sisters, Su You only remembered that there were two in history. One was Nanyang who married Yuwen Shi Yu, the third son of Yuwen Shu, and the other was Yangfei who was taken by Li Shimin, but Li Shimin is now only five or six years old.

  Historically, Yang Guifei gave birth to two sons. One of them was the fourth son, Li Ke, who belonged to the remnants of the Sui Dynasty. Neither he nor his mother were favored by Emperor Taizong. Otherwise, whether according to the order of succession or the principle of selecting the virtuous, it should have been him who inherited the throne of Li Shimin instead of Li Zhi. If history had really gone that way, perhaps the event of Wu Zetian usurping the Tang Dynasty and establishing the Zhou Dynasty would not have occurred.

  But the woman in front of him was not Princess Nanyang, and it was difficult to say whether she would marry Li Shimin and become Yangfei about twenty years later. She indeed had a beautiful name now, Su Yan.

  "It turned out to be a horizontal wave in the South China Sea, but unexpectedly met here." The old man heard the music and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately laughed with a haha, and the middle-aged person who was painting was also brought over by the laughter. When they saw Su You's semi-finished work, they were also shocked beyond measure, as they had never seen such a realistic style before.

  "They must not have seen Picasso's style either." Su You thought viciously, and his thoughts suddenly returned to when he was a kid holding crayons in an art book, but neither the crayons nor watercolors seemed to have any artistic sense, until he started learning sketching in junior high school.

  "In the lower reaches of the Su River, with the horizontal waves, I originally wanted to indulge in food and travel, but ended up being humbled by this, and didn't dare ask for guidance from a senior with an honorific title." Seniors are generally referred to as "Mr./Ms. [Surname]", while juniors refer to seniors with titles, which is even more respectful than directly addressing them as "Sir/Madam".

  "My master's surname is Zhan, and this brother is Zheng Fashi. He studied under the senior Zhang Sengyou and was appointed as a mid-ranking official. Yang Su'e heard that this painting was done by him and seemed to be in disbelief, but thinking about how he had blindly admired him earlier, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed."

  One of the maids and Xiao Jiu had already exchanged eye contact, especially since the person in question was unaware of what was going on. At this time, Su You asked about the two of them, and Yang Su still had to introduce them. However, this introduction was clearly inappropriate, but fortunately her voice was clear and melodious, which made Su You become infatuated with it, and since the other two were extremely familiar with each other, nothing out of the ordinary happened.

  "It turned out to be Master Zhan, I have long admired you. People all say 'Gu Lu Zhang Zhan', and this humble one also regards the author of 'Spring Outing' as a heavenly being; the painting truly has a charm that is beyond measure. And then there's Zheng Zhongshan, just now looking at your brushwork, it has a momentum that surpasses even the blue. Su You racked his brains for half a day, among the famous painters of the Sui dynasty, only one with the surname Zhan came to mind - Zhan Ziqian; presumably he could be the princess's teacher, who else could it be? But as for Zheng Fashi, he had no impression whatsoever. However, this did not hinder his flattery, who wouldn't like to hear pleasant words?"

  Zhan Zikun Zheng Fa Shi was modest, and the four of them exchanged greetings again. They discussed several famous artists' works and techniques, with Zhan Zikun doing most of the talking, while the other three listened attentively as students, taking mental notes on what they couldn't fully understand. Su You hadn't formally studied art, but had taken an elective course in art appreciation, so he could occasionally interject a question or two when listening to Zhan's conversation, which kept his enthusiasm from waning.