What's going on?
Sending blank paper as a New Year's gift to the Western Queen would not only embarrass her, but also bring shame upon our Great Yong Dynasty.
Since injuring his right leg, the Fourth Prince has been claiming illness and staying at home.
This person is delirious from illness and has made such a fatal mistake!
In that instant, the emperor's expression changed, and so did the Western queen's.
Ning Sizhen was overjoyed, and his back straightened considerably.
He stared at Si Jin, anticipating his flustered and helpless appearance as he was dragged away for punishment.
It will be absolutely gorgeous!
However, the man in the center of attention smiled slightly, his handsome face showing no fear: "This is a congratulatory gift I prepared for the Queen, a calligraphy and painting of blessings."
Calligraphy and paintings?!
This is clearly a blank sheet of paper; there are no words or paintings on it.
The ministers' eyes were filled with mixed emotions, and they became increasingly certain that the Fourth Prince's illness was serious and that he was likely doomed this time.
Ning Sizhen seized the opportunity and was about to step forward to remind the emperor to expel this madman Ning Sijin from the palace when he heard Sijin speak to Eunuch Xia on the high platform.
"Eunuch Xia, what's going on? Didn't I tell you to prepare writing materials as well? Why is there only a blank sheet of paper?"
When Eunuch Xia realized that Si Jin had been framed and was named, he immediately slapped his forehead and continued in Si Jin's shoes: "Oh dear, this old servant had already given instructions. It must be those brats in the Imperial Household Department who are not doing their jobs properly. This old servant will teach them a lesson later."
As he spoke, he immediately scolded the little eunuch beside him: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring the best writing materials to the Fourth Prince!"
"Yes...yes!" The little eunuch hurriedly left.
Before long, he placed the brush and ink in front of Si Jin.
Si Jin was very satisfied with the large calligraphy brush with a handle as thick as a man's arm. He picked it up and dipped it in ink.
This action drew everyone's attention back to the present.
Ning Sizhen frowned even more and quietly said to Nangong Changli beside him, "What is Ning Sijin trying to do? Is he going to write it down on the spot? Has he gone mad?"
“It’s alright.” Nangong Changli replied softly, “Ning Sijin’s calligraphy and painting were written by two of the most famous masters. The brushstrokes are vigorous and penetrating. There is absolutely no way he could have copied it.”
Ning Sizhen nodded slightly, "Then let's wait for him to write badly, then throw him out and let him make a fool of himself today."
While Ning Sizhen and Nangong Changli were whispering to each other, Si Jin had already dipped her brush in ink.
He dropped his cane, touched the ground with his left leg, leaped up, and carefully wrote two lines of beautiful poetry on the white paper.
In just a moment, it landed lightly.
He had seen the notes of those two calligraphers long ago; he had a photographic memory, so copying the notes was naturally not difficult for him.
With his own strength and understanding of the poem, he actually wrote a work that far surpassed the level of the great calligraphers of the Yong Dynasty.
The entire court of officials stared wide-eyed at the sight, praising it repeatedly.
To everyone's surprise, Si Jin slowly bowed to the Western Queen.
"I would gladly add another year to my life, and rejoice in the arrival of spring." After reading the poem he had written, Mr. Si Jin slowly stood up. "I, Ning Si Jin, present you with the most enchanting calligraphy of my Great Yong Dynasty as a congratulatory gift."
After saying that, he asked the tool tiger in his mind for a red rose, and with a little processing, stamped a rose on the paper.
"I have heard that this flower represents the greatest romance in the West, with flowers and beautiful women complementing each other. I would like to extend my best wishes to Her Majesty the Queen for a Happy New Year."
A few simple actions easily resolved the crisis.
It even made the Western Queen blush.
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