The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Shi Wanqing was in a hurry to go back and change her clothes and rearrange her makeup. She didn't care who "Huang Wanqian" was.

Seeing that it was already too late, she said, "Yan'er, you take the carriage and go ahead. My mother will arrive soon."

Qiu Zhiyan dismissed the doubts in his mind and said, "Mother, my son can go by himself."

My cousin is already running a clan school at this age. It is said that from the renovation of the clan academy to the recruitment of teachers and students, they did it all by themselves, and the eldest aunt and second aunt never had a hand in it from beginning to end.

Looking back at myself, even Dian Mao still needs her mother to accompany her, which is really shameful.

But Shi Wanqing's attitude was very firm and there was no doubt about it, "You wait at the gate of Wencang Academy, I will be there soon. Don't act rashly without authorization. The capital is not as small as ours, and there are noble families everywhere here." If you don’t, you’ll offend someone.”

Qiu Zhiyan hurriedly responded and got on the carriage to go ahead.

Where his mother couldn't see him, his face darkened.

Look, this is his mother!

She is clearly a timid and timid woman who insists on putting on airs in her parents' house and taking over everything in order to show her identity as the legitimate daughter of the Marquis.

In previous years, her grandmother would support her and make noises everywhere in the Hou Mansion.

Now that grandma is not at home, who will blame her?

Somehow, his cousin treated his mother like that, which made him feel happy, but he kept his inner joy very secret.

If the Qiu family had a cousin like him, my mother would not be so domineering.

In fact, he sometimes thought that he shouldn't have taken the case and settled the case, letting his mother taste the taste of failure...

Here, An Xia and others arrived at the villa designated by Old Master Huang as scheduled. There was already a housekeeper waiting in front of the door.

The butler came forward with a smile on his face, "But the carriage of Jian'an Marquis Mansion?"

Chen Yuan dismounted first and said, "That's right." Then he handed over the invitation.

The housekeeper hurriedly turned around and told the boy beside him, "Go and report quickly. The distinguished guest that the master is waiting for has arrived."

The boy got the order and ran away.

Huang Wanqian is already in his nineties. He has the legendary white hair and youthful face, and is full of energy. He looks at most sixty or seventy years old.

He was a little disappointed when he saw that the person who came was actually a handsome young man, accompanied by a young girl who didn't look like she had hair.

The handwriting of the manuscript had clearly been tempered many times before the "和书" font could be written as desired. How could these two children be able to write it?

Huang Wanqian couldn't help but ask, "Whose hand did the manuscript sent to me years ago come from?"

The girl took a step forward, feeling slightly blessed, "Returning to Master, it's a manuscript written by An Xia. An Xia accidentally heard that Old Master Huang was asking someone to look for an orphan copy. He didn't know if it was in this font, so he boldly borrowed the manuscript and asked."

Huang Wanqian, who has retired, is hard to find, and the descendants of the Huang family may not all be discerning.

The manuscript fell into Huang Wanqian's hands in the first few days, and he was so amazed that he wished he could go to the Jian'an Marquis Mansion that night to find out what happened.

The descendants of the Huang family also felt that the Marquis of Jian'an came to the Mansion for nothing and must have some agenda.

After all, spring is coming soon, and Huang Wanqian can't stay out of it if he wants something unreasonable.

So everyone knelt down and begged Huang Wanqian to stay steady and not move rashly, and that's how today's invitation came about.

In your own territory, even if the other party wants something, they will not be too passive, and they will not be spread rumors by interested people.

Huang Wanqian was extremely surprised, with doubts in his eyes. In fact, because the girl is too young, it is impossible for her to write such fluent and skillful "Japanese script" handwriting.

A girl in Tsing Yi stepped forward with her head held high and said, "Since it is a girl's handiwork, do you dare to compete with me?"

"Ning'er! Don't be rude!" Huang Wanqian shouted.

This girl in green is none other than Huang Wanqian's great-granddaughter Huang Sining. She is about the same age as Shi Anxia. She is the best at writing "和书" among the descendants of the Huang family.

With her "和书" calligraphy, she was very proud in front of her great-grandfather, and she usually regarded herself as the leader in inheriting the "和书" calligraphy.

But I never expected that my great-grandfather would be stunned when he saw a manuscript of the Marquis of Jian'an Mansion. I held the manuscript and looked at it all day long, studying it in detail. After reading it for a long time, I became obsessed with it, and even let out a surprised sigh.

This made her feel very uncomfortable.

Today I came to the Villa early to meet the person who wrote the manuscript with a higher ambition.

But she didn't expect that the girl who wrote the manuscript was younger than her. What makes her most angry is that her parents are prettier than her, and she can't stand it.

But seeing that the girl didn't refuse, she just said calmly, "Please!"

Since this is the case, Huang Wanqian will not stop him.

He also wanted to see with his own eyes whether the girl could write the "Japanese calligraphy" font with deep character and charm.

Waiting with paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

The two girls stood in front of the table and picked up the brushes.

Huang Wanqian knew from the way he held the pen and his calm demeanor that his granddaughter had lost a lot.

One looked left and right, taking furtive glances, as if facing a formidable enemy, making small movements constantly.

The other is calm and indifferent to the surroundings, as if he were practicing daily writing and writing, calm and calm.

After half a stick of incense, stop writing.

Huang Sining wrote poems and essays from Huang Wanqian's most famous work "North Wing Spring and Autumn". The font is as majestic as the "He Shu" font emphasizes and is natural.

Apart from other things, this handwriting is outstanding wherever it is placed, and it does not disgrace Huang Wanqian.

Because this is Huang Sining's best calligraphy, she has been practicing "North Wing Spring and Autumn" all day since she was three years old, and she has been practicing it for more than ten years.

Huang Sining proudly placed the brush on the pen rest and gave Shi Anxia a gentle blessing, "I accept."

His tone was arrogant and proud of having won, and there was also a hint of wanting to see Shi Anxia make a fool of himself.

Shi Anxia still only smiled faintly, not paying attention to it, let alone taking it to heart.

Originally, she could have achieved her goal today by asking her brother Shi Yunqi to deliver the orphan copy, but the reason why she still came was because she was afraid of such an accident.

There are too many arrogant people in the big family, and it would be troublesome not to conquer them all at once. She had the same intention as Huang Sining, and wanted to convince the entire Huang family.

She also chose Huang Wanqian's work, but it was not the most famous "North Wing Spring and Autumn", but... a paragraph from "The Table of Holy Virtue" that was published five years later.

In other words, Huang Wanqian hasn't written this article yet, but she has already silently written it.

At once! Quite interesting.

This article is Huang Wanqian's moral advice to Emperor Rongguang, hoping that the new emperor will love the people and protect the country.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Rongguang felt that the old man was implying that he had bad morals, so he found an excuse to suppress the Huang family, causing the Huang family to decline in the capital.

However, Huang Wanqian had too much influence among literati, which was also the reason why Emperor Rongguang was unpopular later.

At this time, Huang Wanqian had begun to look at Shi Anxia's calligraphy.

The so-called layman sees the excitement, while the expert sees the door. Huang Wanqian has studied the "Heshu" font for many years, and he can naturally see the essence of Shi Anxia's calligraphy at a glance.

It is truly fluent and free, with sharp yet graceful writing. It's especially heavy at the tail, but not heavy. It is leisurely and neat, calm and ethereal, with a feeling of being both worldly and worldly.

He asked himself that he could not achieve this kind of writing power.

But the girl in front of her, who hasn't even had hair extensions yet, is actually able to act so freely. Without time to accumulate, it can only be talent.

He didn't even dare to comment easily, for fear of blasphemy or offending.

The mood was just like that of an ordinary student, admiring him, the famous Taishan Beidou in the North Wing.

He hadn't felt like this in years. For a moment, I had mixed feelings.

Everyone in the Huang family praised him unanimously, "I'm convinced!" Impressed!

Only Huang Sining clenched her teeth and her eyes turned red. Because no one cares about what she writes now.