Great Ye Empress

Chapter 130
Looking back again, I was surprised again, how did Xie Yunchu change the pen from his right hand to his left?
Daughter... is left-handed?
Xie Erye can't remember a little.

Are you left-handed?
Xie Yunchu had an injury on her right arm. She tried to catch the pen, but it was still a little painful. Thinking about how to practice calligraphy with her left hand, the calligraphy could be seen, so she changed her left hand.

Grandpa Xie just picked up the teacup and was about to blow off the floating leaves on the Qingliang tea soup to drink tea when he saw Xie Yunchu change his left hand.

He closed the lid of the cup and asked with concern, "Rokuro? Why do you use your left hand to catch the pen?"

Xie Yunxi and Xie Yunzhi, who were sitting behind Xie Yunchu, looked up at Xie Yunchu.

Xie Yunchu put down his pen and bowed to Grandpa Xie: "Back to grandfather, before Liu Lang came back, his right arm was slightly injured. In order to avoid affecting the county examination, Liu Lang used his left hand to practice calligraphy this way, just in case he needed it."

"Injured? How? Does it matter? Why didn't anyone report back? How did the people around me serve?" Grandpa Xie put the teacup heavily on the table and raised his voice, "Where's the servant next to Rokuro! Give it to me? Call in!"

"Grandfather..." Xie Yunchu bowed again, his words earnestly, "It was Rokuro who was in a hurry to return to Yongjia, accidentally slipped and crushed the teacup, he didn't hurt his bones, but his skin was injured. If you take good care of it, you won't delay the county exam. Rokuro used his left hand to practice calligraphy these days, so he should review his homework first, and secondly... be prepared."

I really want to let Mrs. Xie call Yuanbao in, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape.

When Xie Sanye heard this, he looked at Xie Yunchu with admiration.

"Liulang is a good boy." Xie Sanye finished with a smile, and then turned to look at his father, "I injured my arm in a test near the county, never bothered to say anything, never wasted schoolwork, and practiced calligraphy with my left hand to prepare for everything, my father should It is to praise Rokuro."

Since the third master Xie read the article written by Xie Yunchu and Xie Yunwang in the test, and after Xie Yunchu was resigned by Ji Jing and accepted as an apprentice, he also understood in his heart...

As long as Rokuro can survive and enter the official post, his future is limitless.

Xie Sanye already knew the beginning and end of the trip to Bianjing, and naturally hoped that Xie Yunchu would be well.

After all, Xie's now really lacks a capable person who can strategize.

Grandpa Xie nodded, looking at Xie Yunchu with more gentle eyes, he stopped thinking about disposing of ingots, and said, "Write first..."

Xie Yunchu just knelt down and sat down.

She picked up the pen again, dipped in the ink, and wrote...

The pinnacles of Xifeng are covered with residual snow, and the yellow flowers of Yamada are blooming one after another.

The spring breeze wants to cross the jade waist slave, and the golden waves chase after the fire cloud sky.

Poetry stopped.

Seeing this, Xie Sanye frowned. He immediately started writing after hearing the title?
I remember when Rokuro was a child, it was like this, and he could immediately turn into a poem when he listened to the question.

Sure enough... Rokuro has been hiding since he experienced the poisoning disaster.

He rubbed his fingers and looked at his second brother...

Through this period of time, he also understood that his second brother didn't even know about his own son, Zang Zhuo, as if he was surprised by Rokuro's article and Kyoto's throwing pot.

Xie Sanye had to sigh again that his second brother was mediocre, but... life is so good, he really can give birth to a son!
Xie Yunchu laid out the paper in an orderly manner and dipped the pen tip in ink...

The subject is a circle, which looks a little tricky.

But Ji Jingci said that the eight-legged essays are all spontaneous, because it is difficult to see coincidences.

The more bizarre and difficult the subject is, the better the level and knowledge of the respondents can be compared.

However, as usual, such a quirky problem will not appear before the test.

Grandpa Xie had such a problem with his three grandchildren in the examination and education, and he had high expectations for them.

She pondered for a while, and broke down the question.

——Before the sages make a statement, they obtain the celestial phenomena.

Xie Yunchu wrote with his left hand, which was inevitably slower.

Grandpa Xie motioned to Steward Wei to bring the poem on Xie Yunchu's table.

Xie Sanye also got up to look.

Xie Yunchu was a child prodigy in his early years, and he wrote poems that even His Majesty praised.

Later, when he woke up from poisoning, whether it was because he was clumsy or lost his talent, in short, he never wrote poetry again.

Today, I wrote a poem again, and Xie Sanye is naturally curious about what level Xie Yunchu is now.

When Mrs. Xie saw Xie Yunchu's poem, he couldn't help but look at Xie Yunchu who was writing calmly in front of the desk.

He almost couldn't help but praise it, and read the poem out...

The title of the poem "Yellow Flowers Like Scattered Gold" was once taught by Mrs. Xie in the Tianzi class of Yunshan Academy. The students mistakenly thought that the yellow flowers were chrysanthemums. Only one person did not write off the topic. That child... later became the champion of Daye.

Rokuro is quick-witted and ready to write after listening to the question. It is really impressive that he can write such a poem.

Grandpa Xie held Xie Yunchu's poem in his hand and couldn't help rubbing his legs happily.

Every time, the test of Xie Yunchu's knowledge can bring surprise to Mrs. Xie.

This kid has made great progress.

Xie Sanye also took the poem to read, and the picture in the poem came oncoming...

In early spring, the peaks in the west were already green with spring, but the tops of the mountains were still covered with snow, and the terraced rape flowers on the hills were already in bloom.

The spring breeze helps butterflies... Blowing in the direction of Xishan, the waves of rapeseed flowers follow the wind to catch up with the higher terraced fields on the Xishan, as if they are about to catch up with the burning clouds in the sky.

This poem is written so immersively, as if you have seen the wind blowing from the foot of the mountain to the west peak, and the golden waves are surging up.

Before taking the poem from Mr. Xie's hand, Mr. Xie saw Mr. Xie's expression and knew that the poem was well done.

But when Xie Yunchu's words entered his eyes, he still couldn't help being surprised...

At first, Xie Sanye didn't realize that the title of the poem "Yellow Flowers Like Scattered Gold" was about rape blossoms, and it was intended to be a spring scene, not a chrysanthemum autumn scene.

It wasn't until I saw Rokuro's poem that I reacted.

In such a short period of time, Xie Yunchu was able to quickly and accurately judge the topic, and wrote such a poem almost without thinking.

Third Master Xie's eyes fell on Xie Yunxi, who was frowning and thinking, although he wanted his son to adopt the second room and become the suzerain of the Xie family in the future.

Of course, Third Master Xie also understood that his son would not be able to catch up with Rooku even if he beat the horse.

Xie Erye, who had sweated for Xie Yunchu on the title of the poem, recited Xie Yunchu's poems silently, and suddenly looked up at Xie Yunchu.

Is this...a poem written by my daughter?

Can……

When Rokuro was alive, he had never seen his daughter have such talent!

In the Xie family, both Xiao Langjun and the little girl have to go to school, especially when they were young... They all listen to the class in one place.

At that time, the master praised Rokuro every day, and he had never heard that his daughter was also talented in poetry.

When did the daughter actually make such a poem?

Not long after, Xie Yunzhi stopped writing his poems and was picked up by Wei Guanshi.

Xie Yunzhi also judged the title correctly and wrote Chunjing, which greatly satisfied Mrs. Xie.

(End of this chapter)