Princess Changle reprimanded the Fifth Prince, but when he could no longer see Zhen Su, the Fifth Prince immediately became normal, "Looking at the frivolous way you were just now, it would be strange if Sister Jiarou would like you."

"Did I behave badly just now?"

"What a devil, just like a playboy." Princess Changle said to him, "It's better to be like this now, but don't lose your dignity as a prince." She pointed at Su Wulang and said, "Keep a close eye on him. Shouning has female guards guarding him, so don't let this playboy bump into the girls."

"Yes." Su Wulang responded. Fortunately, his elder sister only held the coming-of-age ceremony once. If more sisters came, the family would not be able to afford it.

Not far away, someone set up a bookstall and wrote down the "Yueyang Tower Inscription" that Zhen Su had just recited. There happened to be a young man in it who had an unusually good memory. He remembered every word of the entire article of hundreds of words exactly, which often caused a lot of discussion. Some people wanted to refute, but others only remembered what he had written.

Princess Shouning pulled Zhen Su and said, "Sister Jiarou, that scholar has a really good memory. He recited the Yueyang Tower inscription word for word after you recited it once."

The scholars and literati around the building knew that countless noble ladies were looking at this side, and they all became elegant, and those who had spoken harshly before became gentle and elegant.

Zhou Yiqing stood on the third floor and looked down, mumbling, "I once heard from my brother that Wang Heng, the son of Wang Hu of Luoyang, had a photographic memory and passed the child examination at the age of nine. He was a true child prodigy in the world. Wang Hu entered the government as an official and took his wife and children to Tanzhou to serve as the prefect."

Princess Changle moved to the window and said, "Your Excellency can remember the Yueyang Tower Recitation recited by Jiarou word for word, but is it Wang Heng of Luoyang?"

I'm coming……

Zhen Su recalled that the person whom Princess Changle married in her previous life was the child prodigy Wang Heng. This person was comparable to Zhou Yijun. He did not pursue fame and power, but only wanted to study. He would be the top scorer in the next imperial examination, but he petitioned Emperor Dezhi to compile history, wanting to be a historian, which made his father Wang Hu so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Princess Changle was impressed by the man's arrogance and thought he was a real man. She admired him very much. After checking Wang Heng, Prince Gong and his wife, who were worried about their daughter's marriage, prepared a marriage for their daughter and built a princess' mansion.

Wang Heng met Zhou Yijun when he was young, and the two became close friends.

Wang Heng clasped his fists and bowed, "My name is Wang Heng, but the Wang family in Luoyang has been wiped out by the Liu family. Fortunately, my family was on a post abroad and escaped."

"If you are from Luoyang, you will always be a child of Luoyang. It is hard to leave your hometown. Even if there is no one at home, it is still your ancestral home. You have been known as a child prodigy since you were young. I have heard your father and brothers mention it occasionally. I allow you to come upstairs and enjoy the beautiful scenery with us." After Princess Changle finished answering, she called out, "Su Wulang, let the fifth prince come up!"

Su Wulang responded with a "Yes——"

The fifth prince glanced at the crowd and said, "I heard that Mao Bufan from Yueyang Prefecture is very talented and can go up to the same building with him. There is no distinction between men and women in terms of knowledge. The ladies in the Noble Ladies Society of the capital are all as talented and knowledgeable as men, especially the ninth sister, Miss Zhou, Changle, Jiarou and others."

It was a rare opportunity for them to get to know the prince.

Mao Bufan walked out of the crowd and bowed, "Student greets His Highness the Fifth Prince!"

"No need for formalities, let's go!"

The fifth prince brought Mao Bufan to Yueyang Tower.

On the third floor, Princess Changle had someone set up a desk. "The Beijing Noble Ladies' Club is famous all over the world. Anyone who is good at one of the following, including playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs, and is not inferior to men, can join the club. The Ninth Princess is a master of poetry; Miss Zhou is famous for her erudition, articles, poetry, calligraphy, and painting; and as for me, my calligraphy and couplets are barely acceptable; Jiarou joined the club because of her excellent calligraphy and painting. Yueyang Prefecture is a place of great literary talent, and I think there are many extraordinary talents among the noble ladies of each family, but anyone who is good at one can show off their skills."

Zhen Su smiled and said, "Sister Changle, how about writing a piece of calligraphy today?"

"Okay, then I'll show you my ugliness first."

Changle had already prepared ink on the inkstone prepared by the maid. She moved it to the desk, pondered for a moment, and then picked up the pen to write "Worry about your own worries, and be happy about the world's happiness after you have them." Her running script is majestic, vigorous and powerful, with the majesty of a military general and the open-mindedness of a man. There is not a trace of femininity in it, which shows that she has worked hard on calligraphy.

Princess Changle said that her calligraphy was barely acceptable. Once other noble ladies saw her handwriting, they would not dare to write anymore. With such a level of skill, even the best handwriting of men can only be achieved by one or two people among a hundred.

Wang Heng, Mao Bufan and others looked at the big characters and felt ashamed. No wonder when they came up, the fifth prince reminded them not to underestimate the women in the Noble Ladies Society. These women have real talents and knowledge. The big characters written by Princess Changle are like pine trees standing proudly. No matter how the wind blows, I will remain unmoved. There is pride hidden in the grandeur, and elegance in the magnificence. It seems that this is not a word, but a painting.

The fifth prince smiled slightly, "Changle's calligraphy has improved again. Her best calligraphy is not running script, but Weibei script. Even the emperor praised her Weibei script. She has inherited the true teachings of Uncle Gong."

Wang Heng said, "The princess's Weibei calligraphy is the best. To be praised by the emperor, it must be a rare and good calligraphy." He bowed and said, "Please princess, write a Weibei calligraphy so that we can broaden our horizons and gain more knowledge."

It was the first time that Zhen Su saw Princess Changle's calligraphy. Most people in the capital thought that this princess had a strong personality, but it turned out that she was also a talented person with real talent and knowledge.

The maid spread out a new piece of paper, and Changle picked up a slightly smaller pen and wrote: "Do not be happy with things, do not be sad with yourself; if you are in a high position in the government, you will worry about the people; if you are far away in the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your ruler."

The inscription used this time is Weibei, which really gives the feeling of a historical stele in front of us. This piece of calligraphy is enough to become a monument.

Zhen Su said, "I treasure this calligraphy of yours, sister. If I run out of money one day, I can take it out and exchange it for money."

"You are such a teaser, you are teasing me. Since my sister wants to collect it, I will sign it and give it to you. But I have to collect your calligraphy later."

"it is good."

The inscription on the Changle County is "given to my dear friend Jiarou on October 16, the 19th year of Dezhi." The last line is "Changle's words." This time, the inscription and name were left with a flower petal hairpin.

Bai Ruizhu asked: "What font is this?"

Zhou Yiqing said: "This is called the Petal Hairpin. Is the person who created this calligraphy right in front of you?"

Princess Shouning said, "It's Sister Jiarou. Her flower petal hairpin is a calligraphy piece that the noble ladies in the capital practice in their boudoirs. It has the gentleness and elegance of a woman, and is quite popular among the noble ladies in the capital."

Princess Changle handed the pen to Zhen Su, and Zhen Su said, "Chunyue, keep the calligraphy."

She picked up the pen and was silent for a moment. "Only after seeing the world can one know the value of being unrestrained and wild; only after experiencing the world can one know the true meaning of being indifferent."

The men were first surprised at Princess Changle's calligraphy, but now when they looked at Zhen Su's calligraphy, their admiration and respect were beyond words.

Wang Heng said, "I admire you. This kind of calligraphy from a girl makes us feel ashamed."

The fifth prince asked, "How do you compare the calligraphy of Changle and Jiarou?"

Mao Bufan shook his head repeatedly, "I can only show off my ugly official script."

The fifth prince said, "Write it down and let's see."

Zhen Su's calligraphy was collected by Princess Changle, who inscribed it with a message as a gift to Changle.

Mao Bufan's official script is unique, and it seems to be comparable to Changle and Zhen Su's calligraphy. Wang Heng's cursive script is elegant and flowing, like clouds and running water, and is equally good.

The fifth prince said, "Su Wulang, your cousin's calligraphy is quite good. Your father and grandfather are both masters of calligraphy. Please leave your calligraphy behind."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like