After rebirth, Princess Bai Yueguang turned black

Zhelan and Jinshu were both curious about what kind of gift their young ladies would prepare for Lu Qinghan.

Li Yingning waved: "I will serve you with pen and ink."

Jin Shu immediately brought paper and pen, spread them out, and placed them in front of Ying Ning.

Ying Ning concentrated, thought for a moment, picked up a pen, and wrote an article smoothly on the rice paper.

A thousand words of eloquence.

As I was writing this, my wrists were so sore that I almost couldn’t lift them up.

Her body had been weak for too long, and although she no longer had any reactions of joy, she had not recovered for a while.

Jinshu and Zhelan persuaded her to take a break several times, but she still insisted on finishing it in one go.

It's not that she wants to show off, but that she's afraid that she'll forget about it intermittently due to the sudden inspiration.

After she finished writing, she blew on the ink and read it carefully from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no mistakes, she said to Zhelan, "Give this to Lu Qinghan."

"an article."

Zhelan came over to take a look and said with a smile, "People outside only know that the girl is very beautiful, but few people know that the girl also writes good articles."

Ying Ning smiled and had no explanation.

This article was not written by herself.

I memorized it entirely from memory.

As for the original author of this article, it is from Gao Yangzhi, the top scholar in the Spring Palace Examination to be held next spring.

What her rebirth brought to Ying Ning, in addition to boundless pain and hatred, also gave her the ability to predict the next nine years.

She knew that in the spring of next year, during the imperial examination, the emperor personally selected the top three candidates, namely Gao Yangzhi, the number one candidate, Li Diyao, the number two candidate, and Lu Qinghan, the top candidate.

The number one scholar, Gao Yangzhi, was talented, but he was a member of Zhang Gaoqiu, King of Shu.

What he did after that also proved that he was a villain and a cruel official at heart.

Taking away his article and the title of No. 1 Scholar, Ying Ning didn't feel any guilt at all.

Zhelan held the article carefully and sent it to Lu Qinghan's residence.

Lu Qinghan was studying and heard that the article was written by Miss Li, but he didn't pay much attention at first.

Even if a boudoir daughter is talented, her knowledge is limited.

Kuang's girl only needs to stay in the back house to support her husband and raise children, and does not need to be an official in the court. Most of her writings are about romance, cold and autumn, and those innocent moaning words.

It's not that Lu Qinghan looks down on those vapid words. He also fell in love with her for a while when he was young, but now he has stopped and focused on the Four Books and Five Classics. After all, the imperial examination only tests these things. Only by passing the exam can he be able to

Make a difference.

A man should do something.

Lu Qinghan took the paper very politely, put it aside, and then handed the pickled vegetable recipe he had prepared to Zhelan.

"If there's anything you don't understand, Miss Zhelan, feel free to come and ask me."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Zhelan put the prescription away like a treasure, and before leaving, she said, "By the way, Mr. Lu sent someone to deliver the stick steamed buns this morning. Our girl also enjoyed the deliciousness. We ate two of them in one go!"

"As long as Miss Li likes it."

"Mr. Lu, you are so awesome. How did you know that our girl likes to eat this? Our girl was so happy earlier that she didn't eat anything for several days." Zhelan rambled, "It's really a good idea to come to Zhuangzi to recuperate.

correct."

Lu Qinghan smiled gently and said, "It's true for pregnant women that their food tastes will change."

"Yes!" Zhelan smiled and was anxious to go back and try the pickle recipe, "I will not disturb the young master's study."

"Miss Zhelan, walk slowly."

Lu Qinghan read for a while. When he raised his head and rubbed his sore neck, he caught a glimpse of the paper from the corner of his eye and picked it up casually.