The Farm Girl’s Charismatic Fortune
Chapter 123 - 120 Talented

Chapter 123: Chapter 120 Talented

Ruo Xuan laughed, "It’s a deal, you really are a good person."

Princess Kangyi rolled her eyes, "Just keep saying that later."

Ruo Xuan nodded her little head earnestly, "That’s true. I haven’t got the things yet, so there’s a chance you might go back on your word."

"I, the Commandery Princess, will not renege on a deal even if you do. Ninth Cousin, you be our witness," Princess Kangyi was really about to explode with anger!

This damn girl really has a way of talking that could infuriate a person to death without compensation!

Ruo Xuan: "I’ll be at ease with Brother Xuanyuan as the witness! Let’s get started quickly then. Whoever finishes Master Han’s assigned homework first, both quickly and well, will be deemed the winner."

Xuanyuan Que paid no attention to the two of them, he was calmly finishing the homework assigned by Master Han.

"Fine, including the extra two hundred characters I have to copy as punishment, I’ll still write faster than you. When I was learning calligraphy, you were probably playing with mud in the fields!"

Writing begins with ink, and ink begins with water. Water is the lifeblood of writing; to write well, good ink is essential.

Therefore, Ruo Xuan ground the ink herself.

Ruo Xuan carefully ground the ink, shaking her head, "That’s not quite it, I only came to my senses last month. Before that, I was a simpleton. I couldn’t even walk, let alone play with mud."

Princess Kangyi: "..."

Could there really be someone so silly in this world?

And to actually speak of one’s own simple-minded past?

Seeing how pitiful she was, and anticipating that she would probably cry later, Princess Kangyi decided not to laugh at her!

She started to write seriously as well.

Yan Huan and Yan Jiaojiao came to Ruo Xuan’s side.

Yan Jiaojiao was even more anxious than Ruo Xuan: "Xuanbao, why are you still grinding ink? You need to start writing quickly!"

Yan Huan nodded, "Practice each character several times first, then start writing. Hurry up and practice, we’ll help you check if they’re good."

"Alright." Ruo Xuan’s ink was ready, and she began to write.

One could tell if someone could write just by the way they held the pen.

Ruo Xuan picked up the brush the way Master Han had just taught her, awkwardly adjusting her fingers.

Yan Jiaojiao was surprised to find that Xuanbao’s grip on the pen seemed even better than hers!

Yan Huan praised, "Xuanbao, you’re holding the pen so accurately."

Ruo Xuan smiled, "It’s alright, my fingers are too short and not flexible enough."

With the pen properly held, she began to write the way Master Han had just taught her.

As expected, the first character wasn’t written well.

Yan Jiaojiao glanced at Princess Kangyi’s characters; each stroke was better than Xuanbao’s!

Looking at the whole character, Princess Kangyi’s handwriting was even more beautiful than some adults’.

Not to mention Ruo Xuan’s, which seemed like it had hardly been written stably.

Yan Huan thought: Thankfully, it’s only the loss of a skirt!

It’s just a skirt. If lost, he would buy another one for Xuanbao.

Princess Kangyi couldn’t help but crane her neck to see Ruo Xuan’s writing.

Yan Jiaojiao blocked her view, "What are you looking at? Xuanbao’s writing is much better than yours!"

Rivalries and battles are similar; tactics are key, she decided to first rattle the enemy’s morale, making her panic!

For writing, one needs a tranquil heart; only with steady hands can one write well.

If she became anxious and hastened, she might accidentally drop ink on the paper.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiaojiao decided to frighten Princess Kangyi every now and then, causing her to be frustrated and anxious, resulting in her writing poorly.

Ideally, towards the end when she was almost done, a drop of ink would suddenly fall on the paper; winning the battle without fighting would then be possible for Xuanbao!

On the battlefield, this was called the art of deception. Ha ha ha... she really was too clever!

Ruo Xuan approached her work with seriousness and quickly entered a state of concentration, where she began writing with undivided attention.

During the competition, Ruo Xuan was earnest. If the first character she wrote was not good, she would start practicing the strokes.

Horizontal, vertical, left-slanting, right-slanting, dot—each stroke was practiced one by one.

This made both Yan Jiaojiao and Yan Huan very anxious.

If the first attempt was not successful, she would try a second time, then a third...

Yan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened in amazement, "Xuanbao, you’re amazing! After practicing only three times, your horizontal stroke is already so beautiful!"

Yan Huan, "Xuanbao, how did you write this right-slanting stroke? It’s almost exactly like Master’s! You’re too impressive!"

"This dot is done really well!"

Princess Kangyi, upon hearing this, felt reassured. Beginners would practice strokes, and how could someone still practicing their strokes compete with her?

After practicing the strokes three times, Ruo Xuan’s hands were basically steady.

Then, she began to write characters.

As soon as the first character was finished, Yan Huan’s eyes widened, and Yan Jiaojiao rubbed her eyes.

Both of them wore a look of disbelief!

Looking at the first character written by Ruo Xuan, then at the second—were they written by the same person?

If they hadn’t seen Xuanbao write it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.

Yan Jiaojiao pinched Yan Huan.

Feeling the pain, Yan Huan cried out, "Yan Jiaojiao, have you gone mad?"

"Second Brother, does it hurt? I need to check if I’m dreaming during the day."

Yan Huan said impatiently, "Why don’t you pinch yourself to find out!"

"It hurts; I’m afraid of pain, but I also question if I’m dreaming. Xuanbao’s writing is too good, isn’t it?"

Yan Huan, "The second character seems even better?"

Yan Jiaojiao, being illiterate, was not sure and hastily said, "Big Brother, come and see if Xuanbao’s writing is good. I feel like the third one is even better? I can’t understand!"

Yan Huan, "Xuanbao, your writing seems to get better with each character?"

Ruo Xuan, "Hmm, the more familiar you are, the better it gets. I was a bit rusty just now."

Princess Kangyi heard this and became unsettled, thinking it impossible for someone to improve their characters so much after just a short practice.

It must be that fool Yan Jiaojiao deliberately deceiving her!

Yan Feng and Han Xiu, upon hearing this, came over to look. After one glance, they looked up at Ruo Xuan with astonishment.

No wonder Xuanbao, a girl from a small village, became the Ninth Prince’s study companion.

Yan Jiaojiao couldn’t wait to ask her academically excellent brother, "Big Brother, how is Xuanbao’s writing?"

Yan Feng, "Very good, each one better than the last. Lady Xuanbao has a great talent for writing."

Han Xiu, "An extraordinary talent indeed."

Princess Kangyi didn’t believe it; unable to help herself, she threw down her writing brush, came over to look, and her face turned pale, "How is this possible? Have you practiced writing before and pretended to deceive everyone that you haven’t? You big liar!"

Ruo Xuan, "I didn’t, I’ve only been lucid for the past month. Before that, I was an imbecile, and anyone in the village can confirm this."

Yan Jiaojiao glared at Princess Kangyi, "Just because you’re not as skilled, you call others cheats. You might as well admit directly that you can’t afford to lose the ten sets of jewelry from Treasure House."

At this moment, Master Han walked in, only to find that everyone except Ruo Xuan and Xuanyuan Que was practicing calligraphy. The rest had left their spots, annoying him so much that his beard bristled, "What’s going on here? Are you finished with your writing practice?"

Ruo Xuan had just completed those sixteen characters.

She put down her brush and said crisply, "Done! Master, could you take a look and see if I can finish the class early?"

Yan Jiaojiao immediately took the characters written by Princess Kangyi and along with Ruo Xuan’s, handed them both to Master Han, "Master, could you please look at Ruo Xuan’s and Princess Kangyi’s characters and tell us who wrote better?"

Princess Kangyi glared at Yan Jiaojiao, her eyes reddening involuntarily, "I haven’t finished writing yet!"