Yun Zhiyi said, "I owe you a chance to play the zither. As long as you are willing, I can do it anytime."
Yun Zhiyi turned back to the zither and suddenly said, "I heard that Master Zhao's calligraphy is unique and has formed its own style. Why don't you write down this poem so I can have it framed and admire it every day?"
Zhao Lin glanced at Fu Liqing and nodded, "How dare I refuse Miss Yun's request?"
Fu Liqing was thinking about Zhao Lin, so Zhao Lin couldn't let her lose face.
Yun Zhiyi walked back to Zhao Lin, rolled up his right sleeve, picked up the ink stick, and ground ink for Zhao Lin himself.
"Miss Yun grinds the ink herself..."
Seeing this scene, everyone was speechless.
Some people's eyes were popping out with envy.
Only Fu Liqing had a complicated expression.
After Yun Zhiyi ground the ink, Zhao Lin didn't hesitate to pick up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote three big characters on it with all his strength.
"To Yunqing!"
“Good handwriting!”
Yun Zhiyi's eyes lit up.
The most popular courtesan in a brothel is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Just by looking at these three words, you can tell how extraordinary they are.
Yun Zhiyi's eyes were full of anticipation.
"I can't believe you can write so well!"
Zhao Mingya's tone was filled with resentment. "Everything else is fine, but calligraphy requires a long time of practice. All those great calligraphers practiced for decades to achieve their current achievements. You've only practiced for a few years, like a crab crawling. How can you write good calligraphy?"
Zhao Chenhan quickly pulled Zhao Mingya's sleeve and said, "Fifth sister, be quiet."
He was really afraid that everyone would know Zhao Lin's identity.
Fu Liqing looked at Zhao Mingya with great dissatisfaction.
Why didn't I realize she was so bad before?
Humph, let me show you all why I look down on you and only favor Young Master Zhao.
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