The Green Tea Lady was reborn as the God of House Fighting

One day, when Ruan Yuluan was leaning on the kang by the window embroidering a pattern, she heard a message outside the door: "Mother Wang is here."

Her fingertips, which were threading the needle, could not help but pause slightly. Mother Wang was the housekeeper of the master in the front yard and usually would not come to the concubine's courtyard.

She thought there must be some reason, so she stood up quickly and went forward to greet him. She saw a middle-aged woman with a slightly bloated figure coming in. She was wearing a gray cloth shirt, which was quite decent.

She bent down, bowed slightly to the girl, and smiled.

"Hello, Fifth Lady."

Ruan Yuluan smiled slightly and said politely, "How come you have time to come to my place today, Madam Wang? Please take a seat. Qiu Xiu will serve tea."

The mother quickly signaled that it was not necessary, and spoke softly, explaining her purpose: "I am here on the orders of the master to ask the Third Lady, the Fourth Lady, and the Fifth Lady to write a poem on the theme of "Summer Lotus" so that they can be brought to the master for appreciation."

The girl blinked, many thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and in the end she just asked cautiously.

"Father is usually very busy...how come he has so much free time today?"

Mother Wang only replied vaguely: "The master may want to test the three ladies' literary talent. Please write it down and send someone to the front yard."

The girl replied "yes" with a smile on her face, but she couldn't help sneering in her heart.

I guess he wanted to pick out the best ones and present them to some powerful person for advice and comments?

After respectfully seeing Mother Wang off, Qiu Xiu prepared the paper and ink for her. The girl stretched out her fingertips to pick up the thin bamboo pen, slightly frowned and thought for a moment, and then the words fell on the snow-white rice paper.

But when she was writing a certain word, she seemed to tremble slightly due to nervousness, and the word was wrong, with one extra stroke.

The Madam once wanted to train Qiu Xiu to take care of the writing for the eldest son, so she was also literate. When she saw that the word was wrong, she couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Madam..." the maid asked in a low voice, "Just hand this over?"

"Yes." Ruan Yuluan said firmly, put down the pen, and wiped his fingertips with a towel. "Send it, no need to say anything."

The next afternoon, the three sisters were called to the study in the front yard.

Mr. Ruan was indeed a hard-working student. The cabinets in his study were filled with all kinds of books, some of which were so well read that they were worn out.

Mr. Ruan sat behind the table, with the poems written by the three women in front of him. Behind him stood a charming concubine, the newly appointed concubine Xiaobai. Because two concubines had the surname Bai, they were distinguished by age.

The three young ladies walked forward slowly, knelt down and saluted: "Greetings to father."

Master Ruan said “hmm” indifferently, but he got straight to the point: “Among you, Xi Niang and Luan Niang have the best poetic talent. Fu Niang is a little behind, what a pity…”

He frowned slightly, glanced at Ruan Yuluan with a little disappointment, and sighed slightly.

"I accidentally made a mistake in Luan Niang's lyrics. It must be because her skills are not good enough... She still needs to study hard and practice."

Ruan Yuluan responded obediently in a low voice: "Yes, daughter will remember it." Ruan Yuxi beside her curved her lips, revealing a smug smile, and said to her in a sweet voice.

"I have a set of Liu Gongquan's calligraphy in my room. I have already learned how to copy it. I didn't expect that Fifth Sister hasn't mastered it yet... If you had told me earlier, I would have asked someone to send it to Fifth Sister."

The girl's eyebrows were calm, and she only replied in a calm voice: "Don't bother Fourth Sister, I have some too."

Ruan Yuxi curled her lips, unable to hide the smugness on her face.