Fantasy: Inheriting a Hundred Lives of Cultivation
5 I’m only a study boy for the young miss

Three Autu

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Butler Chen said without turning his head,"Every young master and young lady has different requirements for their study companions."”

"But before you meet the young masters and young ladies, you need to pass a basic test.”

"As a study companion, you must be able to read and write.”

"Other than that, you can't be too weak.”

Butler Chen led the way and kept muttering.

"Follow me closely. The estate is huge, with many pavilions, waterside pavilions, and rockery. Don't get lost.”

Hong Chen looked around and saw that the area of the Courage God Marquis Chen Manor was really vast.

The architecture and landscape were magnificent. There was a small scenery every three steps and a big scenery every ten steps.

It was not an exaggeration for Butler Chen to say that he would get lost.

Hong Chen admired it a few times and followed Butler Chen to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, there were a few youths like Hong Chen who were running for the position of errand boy. They were either thinking hard in front of the desk or facing the heavy stone block, secretly worried.

Butler Chen took out a poem and said,"Read it and listen to it."

Previously, Hong Chen was a famous storyteller in the capital. It was naturally not difficult for him to read and write.

He read confidently,"Ah…Snow, it's falling white and heavily!" In a moment, the Chen Residence would turn into a snow-white world!”

Immediately, Hong Chen went against his conscience and said,"This poem is really well written. It completely portrays the whiteness and vastness of the snow.”

Butler Chen's eyes lit up and he looked at Hong Chen a few more times."I thought you couldn't speak. It seems that I was wrong about you.”

"Come, you can write a poem or two about snow.”

Hong Chen came to the table. There was a youth of the same age, holding a brush and thinking hard, his brows furrowed into a ball.

"Difficult! It's too difficult!"

"Sigh…It seems that being a study companion in the Chen residence is not easy.”

"What's so difficult about it?" Hong Chen took his brush and said. Go to the side and rest. Let me write.”

Butler Chen smiled.”

"Our fourth young master studied in a private school since he was young and read a lot of poetry and books, but he only wrote a masterpiece called 'Snow'.”

"You're just a child from the countryside. What kind of poem can you write?”

"A masterpiece?"

Hong Chen's mouth twitched.

That…

Can it still be called a masterpiece?

Even primary school students were better than him!

Hong Chen had a well-thought-out plan. He held the brush like a general who was devising strategies, and started writing on a stack of white paper on the table.

From the beginning to the end, it was like flowing water, and it only took a few breaths.

"You're so fast. Are you done?" Butler Chen asked curiously.”

"It's done."

Hong Chen picked up the first piece of paper, looked at it, then crushed it into a ball and threw it away.

Butler Chen asked with a slight sneer,"Is it written too badly and unsightly?"”

That was right, he was only a ten-year-old youth.

How could he possibly write a good poem?

Butler Chen actually felt a trace of anticipation in his heart. He found it ridiculous.

Hong Chen shook his head and said,"It's because my brush strength is too strong. The ink seeps through the paper by 70 - 80%, so it's best to use the white paper below.”

As he spoke, Hong Chen flipped open the three pieces of white paper again and took out the fourth piece of white paper, handing it to Butler Chen.

"And his brush strength is too strong?"

"The new errand boy is really good at bragging.”

"He can see through paper 70 - 80% but I can still penetrate wood 30%!”

"Tsk, after flipping three or four pieces of paper, can there still be any writing on the white paper below?”

Butler Chen smiled disapprovingly. However, the white paper and contemptuous smile immediately froze on his face.

There really were words on the paper!

Moreover, the handwriting was meaningful and extraordinary. It was iron hook and silver stroke, strong and powerful. It could be said to be the handwriting of a master.

Butler Chen had the honor of seeing the calligraphy and painting that the Grand Preceptor had given to the Courage God Marquis. He could more or less read the quality of the calligraphy.

Hong Chen's handwriting stunned Butler Chen!

If the words written in black and white stunned Butler Chen, then the two lines of poetry written by Hong Chen about snow stunned Butler Chen!

"Who grows jade in the thousand acres of land in front of the mountain? At six o'clock in the morning, flowers are scattered in the sky."

"It was as if a spring breeze had suddenly come, and thousands of pear trees had bloomed.”

Butler Chen could not help but read out the poem written on the white paper.

The children and servants all laughed.

"What the hell is written? I don't even understand.”

"I told you to write about snow, but what did you write about flowers and jade?”

"Hahahaha, are you pretending to be smart? Butler Chen will definitely not pass!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Butler Chen said 'good' three times in a row. His face was flushed and he clapped with both hands.

"Top scholar, top scholar!”

"The two poems you wrote didn't have a single word about snow, but you vividly described the beauty of snow. It's really good!”

"Good handwriting! The poem is even better!"

Butler Chen carefully folded the white paper that Hong Chen had written on and put it in his lapel.

Looking at Hong Chen again, he felt satisfied no matter how he looked at it.

"You don't have to do the next test. Pass it directly!”

"Hmm…Let me think, which young master should I recommend you to?”

"Why don't you be Chen Yuansheng's study companion?”

Butler Chen, who was known as the Iron Mask Duke, actually had an amiable expression as he said to Hong Chen with a smile.

"He can actually be the study companion of the fourth young master.”

"I'm so envious!"

"Fourth Young Master is a direct descendant of the Chen Residence, right?”

"I heard that he is the youngest son of the Courage God Marquis!”

Envy, jealousy, and hatred could be heard from the surroundings.

Hong Chen shook his head and said with a serious expression,"I don't want to be a male's study companion. May I ask if there is a young lady in the residence who is waiting to be married? I want to be her study companion.”

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