Chu Yuning showed no joy at the maid's words.
Ever since he arrived at this wealthy man's mansion, that Mr. Wang has been summoning him every few days to critique the pile of dog shit he's written, and he has no choice but to comply with his wishes and not say a word against it.
Chu Yuning took the medicine, put on her outer robe, and followed her maid to the study in the front courtyard.
Inside the study, Master Wang was hunched over his desk, writing furiously.
When Chu Yuning came in, she saw Master Wang's round belly pressed against the desk and couldn't help but frown.
The finest rosewood desk, the finest Huizhou ink, and the finest wolf-hair brush were all wasted by this illiterate person who only knew how to pretend to be cultured!
Hearing footsteps, Master Wang looked up with a smile: "Nephew Chu, you've arrived! Come and give me your critique of the poem I wrote today. As soon as I woke up this morning, I heard the wind howling outside! I was immediately inspired to write poetry, and I just had to get it off my chest!"
As he spoke, Master Wang put down his pen and proudly spread out the poem he had written.
"The autumn wind howls from the west, scattering golden leaves all over the ground."
Chu Yuning glanced at it once and then looked away, afraid of offending her eyes.
This thing doesn't even deserve to be called poetry?
It's not even as good as what he wrote when he was three! Does he even deserve his praise?
“Nephew Chu, look, the fallen leaves in this courtyard, when illuminated by the sun, don’t they look like golden leaves? How’s my analogy? Isn’t it vivid?” Master Wang said to himself.
Chu Yuning cleared her throat and said gently, "Master Wang, writing poetry requires not only form but also meaning. These two lines not only lack rhyme but also profound meaning. It would be better to change them to 'The autumn wind rustles like a monk, sweeping away three thousand golden leaves.'..."
"No, no, you're wrong!"
Master Wang interrupted Chu Yuning, displeased, "Besides, your revision is so depressing! It's unlucky! Unlike mine, which perfectly captures the powerful momentum of the west wind blowing in!"
"Yes, it is Master Wang who has unique insights. I was being presumptuous." Chu Yuning gritted her teeth and flattered him against her will.
Before meeting Elder Murong, he would endure it for the time being. After shining brightly at Elder Murong's Dao-enlightening Banquet in seven days, he would no longer have to suffer such humiliation!
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