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As the wife of Marquis Wu'an finished speaking, Shi Lidie and Fang Ruoruo stopped writing at the same time.

Fang Ruoruo stood up, smiled and walked to the side, letting the table in front of her be opened, bowed to the wife of Marquis Wu'an, and said, "Thank you for your judgment, Madam."

Princess Jiamin had been paying attention to Fang Ruoruo and had never seen the words written by Shi Lidie.

She trusted Fang Ruoruo immensely, so she showed a mocking expression to Shi Lidie:

"It's not too late to admit defeat now."

Shi Lidie shrugged with disdain on her face, not wanting to pay any attention to her at all.

Lady Wu'an Hou first walked to Fang Ruoruo's desk and took a few looks at it, then walked to Shi Lidie's desk and took a look. Almost instantly, she was impressed by Shi Lidie's calligraphy.

The Analects of Confucius has been transformed into more than a dozen fonts, each of which has reached the pinnacle and reached perfection.

Not to mention Fang Ruoruo, even her master Xu Lan, or even the famous calligraphers of the Dayin Dynasty, may not write better than Shi Lidie.

The key point is that Shi Lidie is not only good at writing one type of font, but she is good at every type.

She was only a teenager, how did she do it?

Although Lady Wu'an Hou had guessed that Shi Lidie was no ordinary person, she did not expect that Shi Lidie would directly use a big move that shocked her.

Princess Jiamin saw that the wife of Marquis Wu'an stood still and did not speak, so she laughed again:

"Madam, you are not scared by this country girl's dog-paddling words, madam, she wanted to compete, even if she was embarrassed, she deserved it. Whether she wins or loses, just give me a definite answer!"

Madam Wu'an took a deep breath, turned around to face everyone, and spoke slowly:

"Calligraphy is a very subjective thing, just like some people like regular script, some people prefer running script, each has its supporters, but the quality of handwriting is a very intuitive thing."

"When I was a boudoir student, my calligraphy was not well-known, but I have seen many good calligraphy works. With my decades of experience, I think the calligraphy of Yun'an Township Master is better."

“Maybe some of you don’t believe it, but the works of Miss Fang and Yun’an Township Master are here. You can watch them for yourself. You can tell whether they are good or bad at a glance.”

After the wife of Marquis Wu'an finished speaking, there were sounds of people gasping for air all around.

It was surprise, shock, and unbelievable.

"How is it possible!" Princess Jiamin screamed, "Ruoruo is a student of Master Xu. Even if Shi Lidie can write, how can she compare with Ruoruo?"

Chen Shuting finally couldn't help it at this time, and imitated Shi Lidie and said:

"How good is Xiaodie's writing? You can find out after you take a look. You haven't even read it, but you say her writing is not good. Is it just your subjective judgment whether it is good or bad?"

Since some people have doubts about the outcome of this competition, some people want to see it more clearly.

Therefore, the people around all imitated what the wife of Marquis Wu'an had done just now and walked around the two tables. After that, they praised Shi Lidie as if it was free, and it was endless -

"The Yun'an Township Master is so powerful!"

"More than a dozen characters, each one written so perfectly, how did she do it?"

"It's already very rare for an ordinary person to be able to master a single font at her age. This time, Miss Fang lost."

"Could it really be because of blood? Even though the Yun'an Township Master was born in the countryside, the nobility in his bones cannot be erased. Even if he has not been trained for more than ten years, he can still suppress Miss Fang!"

"Master Yun'an, your calligraphy is really good. Could you please give it to me?"

"Mr. Su, you are so shameless! How can I give you a girl's calligraphy? Aren't you destroying the reputation of the Yun'an Township Lord? Do you want people to talk about her secretly communicating with you? In my opinion, you should frame this calligraphy and hang it in the famous works hall of the Imperial College for everyone to admire!"

"The works hung in the Imperial Academy's famous works hall are all works by great calligraphers. The calligraphy of Yun'an Township Lord is no less impressive than theirs, but it is slightly less famous."

"No problem, no problem. After today, the fame of the Yun'an Township Master will spread throughout the capital!"

……

Everyone spoke one after another and expressed their opinions.

But no one noticed that every time someone said something, Fang Ruoruo's face turned paler:

She actually lost? How is this possible?

Her handwriting was recognized as the best in the capital, and was also well-known among the noble ladies and daughters of famous families.

When it comes to calligraphy, she has never been afraid of anyone except Chen Shuting from the Chen family.

The reason why she wanted to compete with Shi Lidie in writing was because she was confident that she could beat the other person and gain a good reputation for being magnanimous.

But now, the facts were like a hammer, hitting her hard on the head.

"Impossible!" Princess Jiamin didn't believe it. She ran to Shi Lidie's work and looked at it carefully.

She had already made up her mind that no matter how well Shi Lidie's calligraphy was, she would devalue it to nothing and must protect Fang Ruoruo's status.

But when she saw this writing, she was speechless.

She couldn't step on it against her conscience. Anyone with eyes could see how big the gap was between the two words.

Seeing that Princess Jiamin was stunned, Shi Lidie smiled and walked to the table. She picked up the brush and dipped it in ink again. She took out a new piece of rice paper and changed to a cursive font and wrote:

The flower blooms not among hundreds of other flowers, but alone by the sparse fence, and the fun is endless.

I would rather die by holding the incense stick, and never blow it down in the north wind.

Signed by: Zheng Sixiao

After finishing writing, Shi Lidie smiled and said to Madam Wu'an Hou:

"Today is a chrysanthemum viewing banquet. Thanks to Madam, I can see these beautiful and precious chrysanthemums. So I borrowed Madam's pen and ink to write this poem for everyone to enjoy, which can also add some interest to today's chrysanthemum viewing banquet."

After saying this, Shi Lidie nodded slightly and gracefully at everyone.

Soon, people gathered around to read the poem she wrote.

China has a history of 5,000 years and a long cultural history. The poems and lyrics that have survived through the long river of history and have never been lost can stand the test of time.

Whatever you write, it will become a famous piece for all ages.

After seeing this poem, the crowd was shocked and praised it:

"What a poem! What a poem!"

"Today is a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet. This poem does not contain a single word 'chrysanthemum', but it perfectly expresses the habits and integrity of chrysanthemums. The word choice is precise. One more word would be too much, and one less word would be insufficient. It is really wonderful!"

"What a wonderful line, 'I would rather die on the branch with my fragrance, than be blown away by the north wind'. Is Yun'an Township Master using objects to express his aspirations? He uses the chrysanthemum's elegance, unobtrusiveness and unyieldingness to express his inner nobleness of not being tainted by others!"

"This poem is really appropriate. It not only fits the scene of the chrysanthemum-viewing banquet of the wife of Marquis Wu'an, but also fits the scene of the situation of the Yun'an Township Lord herself. It uses flowers to describe people. I didn't expect that the Yun'an Township Lord has such a talent for poetry. I admire him!"

"Lord Yun'an, I want to hold a poetry competition next month. I hope you will come and support me!"

……

Shi Lidie: ...

No, there are three big words "Zheng Sixiao" written behind me, can't you see it?

She was still waiting for others to ask who Zheng Sixiao was, and had already thought of an explanation in her mind, but this group of people actually assumed that the poem was written by her?

Did something go wrong?

She just wanted to take advantage of her victory and show off in front of Fang Ruoruo. She wrote down the poet's name because she didn't want to be a plagiarist and claim the poem as her own.

But she didn't expect that this group of people were like blind people, blindly following her, and directly let her show off?