Which Family’s Young Miss is So Arrogant?

Hong Xiaoduo, who was tricked into traveling to ancient times, declares:

Although having good martial arts skills and being a heroic woman who eliminates violence and maintains peace is prett...

Chapter 575 Assessing the Study

On the seventh day after Tianxuan returned to the mansion, he still went into the kitchen for all three meals. However, unlike the previous days, he did not cook himself. Instead, he stood aside and watched Chef Cai prepare the ingredients and cook, occasionally offering suggestions and corrections.

The others in the kitchen watched this scene unfold. Master Cai, who was over fifty years old and had already trained two apprentices, was behaving like an apprentice in front of ten-year-old Tianxuan, being extremely respectful and cautious.

The Xia family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law no longer followed them to the kitchen. Every day, the people in the kitchen would report to them in detail, away from Tianxuan, what the Fourth Young Master had been doing in the kitchen that day.

As a result, Grandpa Ye, Madam Ye, and Madam Xia were relieved, and Tianxuan no longer needed to cook for them every day.

Ye Ren'an is sleeping quite well at night now, thanks to the calming medicinal diet prescribed by Kangren Pharmacy, which is indeed very effective.

After dinner, Ye Ren'an told his three sons that it was time to go back to the academy and not to delay their studies, since the academy would give them a three-day monthly break at the end of each month.

The three brothers knew that their father and grandfather actually wanted their fourth brother to attend the academy, but they hadn't dared to mention it to him yet.

In addition, if we want our fourth brother to enter the academy, we need to test his current level first to get a sense of his abilities.

So the three brothers discussed it privately and decided to resolve the matter before returning to the academy.

“Father, you haven’t looked at my handwriting in a long time. The teacher said I’ve improved.” Ye Liangxian spoke first.

"Actually, you just want your father to praise you, right?" Ye Liangcheng said.

"Then come with me to the study. If your handwriting has truly improved, when the academy has its monthly break next month, I'll have your older brother take you horseback riding lessons." After saying this, Ye Ren'an looked at Tianxuan and asked with a smile, "Would you like to come along?"

Ye Liangwen and his two brothers looked at Tianxuan with a bit of guilt. This shouldn't be considered a scheme against their fourth brother, right?

“Alright, I was just about to write to Kaiyang, so I’ll borrow your writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone from your study.” Tianxuan agreed with a smile.

He had been back in the mansion for seven days, and he could feel that everyone in the house was being very careful around him. They always went along with him, afraid that he would be unhappy or that he would overthink things.

On his first day, the elders discussed whether to send him to an academy or hire a tutor for him at home. They didn't say it to his face, but he overheard them.

He didn't hear his father's response, but after that, the whole family never mentioned it again.

If you were just a child from an ordinary family, it would be perfectly normal for you not to mention school when you come back to find them.

However, I am not one of those poor families who simply cannot afford to send their children to school.

He guessed that his family probably felt he had just returned and didn't know what he was thinking, so they were afraid he would overthink things and didn't dare to ask him.

Perhaps it's because he enjoys cooking so much that he might not be interested in studying? So, they just let him do what he likes?

But whatever the reason, Tianxuan was certain that they genuinely cared about him and wanted him to be happy and carefree.

Actually, he had been thinking these past few days about how to let them know that he wasn't just obsessed with cooking.

Now, my father and brothers are eager to see my reaction, isn't that a coincidence!

Upon hearing Tianxuan's agreement, the three brothers breathed a sigh of relief, as did Ye Ren'an, who had already discerned their intentions.

If Tianxuan follows him into his study, she'll have a chance to find out what level he's at, studying with Miss Hong.

However, they did not take any chances, after all, Tianxuan's cooking skills were truly exceptional. To put it another way, even Master Cai humbly followed him to learn.

Having only been by Hong Xiaoniangzi's side for a little over two years, her culinary skills have become so exquisite. This can only mean that Tianxuan has spent a lot of time honing her cooking skills.

As I said, they've been traveling all the time, and wherever there are no restaurants, he takes care of all three meals a day.

Even if it wasn't just Tianxuan who was working hard, and everyone else was busy too, how much time could they possibly have left to study after a whole day of cooking three meals a day for nearly ten people, big and small, and practicing martial arts?

Ye Ren'an had discussed and analyzed this point with his parents, wife, children, and eldest son, Ye Liangwen.

After the father and his five sons entered the study, Ye Liangxian eagerly began grinding ink. The three brothers each wrote a page of calligraphy and placed them side by side on the desk for their father to critique.

Ye Ren'an looked at it with his hands behind his back, nodded, and before he could speak, Ye Liangxian said again, "Fourth brother, you should be the judge today. It's rather boring that Father always gives the comments."

Tianxuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, said, "Alright, but I don't really understand either. If I explain it poorly later, please forgive me, my three elder brothers."

After saying that, he pointed to the page of writing that Ye Liangxian had written and said, "Third Brother's handwriting looks neat, but the strokes are weak. It only has the shape of the characters, not their structure."

Upon hearing his words, Ye Ren'an, along with his eldest, second, and third brothers, were all taken aback.

Ye Liangxian blurted out, "Father, why is my fourth brother's evaluation of my calligraphy so similar to what you and the teacher have said?"

Then, pointing to the page written by Ye Liangcheng, he said, "Second Brother's handwriting has enough strength in its strokes, but the control of that strength is not very stable. Although the characters are there, they appear somewhat monotonous and lack rich and varied forms and aesthetics."

Finally, standing before his elder brother Ye Wenliang's calligraphy, he said: "My brother's calligraphy is fluent, with strong and powerful strokes, and the characters are beautiful and pleasing to the eye."

After she finished speaking, she saw her father and third brother looking surprised. Tianxuan knew then that she had performed very well.

"Tianxuan, let me write a few words for you to see." Ye Ren'an suppressed his excitement, then walked behind the desk, picked up a brush, and wrote a few words.

After finishing writing, without even putting down his pen, he looked at Tianxuan.

The eldest son, Ye Liangwen, reached out and helped turn the words his father had just written so that they were facing his fourth brother.

After looking at it, Tianxuan remained silent for a moment and said, "Father's calligraphy is like a dragon in water, moving freely on the rice paper, vigorous yet agile."

After he spoke, the entire study fell silent...

After a while, it was the father who came to his senses first. He handed the pen in his hand to Tianxuan and said, "Since your comments are so accurate and insightful, your calligraphy must be excellent. Come on, write it down for your father and your three elder brothers to see."

Upon hearing this, Tianxuan reached out and took the pen from her father's hand, then walked to his side. The eldest brother, Ye Liangwen, immediately removed several sheets of writing from the desk, took some paper, and laid it in front of his fourth brother, pressing it down with a paperweight...