Emperor Wu took the thick stack of papers and raised his brows in surprise. There were so many things he wanted to tell him that it actually took more than ten pages to write.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor..." What kind of strange beginning is this? Looking at the calligraphy that is not even as good as that of an enlightened child, the fastidious Emperor Wu frowned into the shape of a "川" character.
Who did you learn this from? It's like a dog paddling!
Looking at the second page, the font has obviously changed to a different style! Emperor Wu asked suspiciously:
"Is this really a handwritten letter from Mrs. Qiao?"
"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true. The old lady wrote it in front of me."
“Why is the style so different?”
"This..." Eunuch Cao couldn't explain it, but she did not lie. Qiao Xin did write the letter in front of her and then sealed it with sealing wax.
Qiao Yunqing stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, can I have a look?"
Emperor Wu did not comment and had it delivered.
Qiao Yunqing only took a glance and knew that it was indeed his mother's handwriting. That style is not something that most people can imitate.
"Your Majesty, this is undoubtedly my mother's handwriting, but she wrote it with a different pen. My mother only started learning to read with me last year, and in just one month she had memorized the Thousand Character Classic and Mengqiu.
But I never had the time to learn calligraphy. My mother disliked the complexity of writing with a brush and loved to use carbon sticks, goose feathers, and bamboo to make hard pens to write with. "
Emperor Wu just said "hmm" and asked someone to take back the letter, without saying whether he believed it or not!
Qiao Yunqing's spine shuddered, and he said nothing more, waiting for the Emperor to speak!
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