The Reborn Noble Girl Is Hard To Find

Chapter 43 : A Lot of Rewards

No one knows what price was paid for such perfect calligraphy. After the incident with bandits in her previous life, she shut herself off and locked herself in Qingqiu Garden all day.

She always had nightmares at night and couldn't fall asleep, so she lit the oil lamp, wrote and painted to pass the time and temporarily forget those shadows.

There are not so many geniuses in the world, they are just familiar with it. If you practice the same calligraphy a hundred times or a thousand times, you will get 70% of it right no matter how bad it is. So although her calligraphy in her previous life was mediocre, after so many sleepless nights, she has the elegant calligraphy she has today.

The smile on the lips had a hint of bitterness. People used to only see the glory in front of others, but had no idea of ​​the blood and tears behind it.

The handsome young man calmly observed the little girl in the hall. Her obvious loneliness and pain once again stunned him and made him more careful. From all indications, this little girl did not behave like a twelve-year-old. What on earth had happened to her?

The Emperor laughed loudly and said "Good" three times in a row: "I didn't expect that there would be such a talent in my country! With such a broad mind, women are as good as men!"

Indeed, compared to the dance of Princess Yun Ni and the music of Li Jia Qi, this painting abandoned the tenderness of a girl and won by surprise. It is said that one can judge a person by his words.

Looking at the elegant and handsome brushwork, one can see the openness of the girl's mind. Whose daughter painted the battlefield? It can be seen that the Fourth Miss Zhuang is open-minded and has more knowledge than other daughters. Compared with this, Li Jia Qi's song was inferior.

There were many brave soldiers present, and they admired Han Yan even more. It was rare to meet such an unpretentious girl, who spoke frankly and innocently, and it was impossible not to like her.

Han Yan bowed again, then smiled and said, "This painting celebrates the great victory of Great Zong in the Northwest. General Cheng killed the enemy on the battlefield and is a hero of Great Zong, just like the poem over there. Great Zong has a wise ruler like the Emperor and a minister like General Cheng, and it will surely become more prosperous."

After saying that, she smiled at General Cheng. Cheng Lei was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Han Yan to say that, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "I am just doing my duty. I don't deserve the title of hero."

The Emperor laughed loudly: "General Cheng, there is no need to be modest. I know you are a hero this time. Miss Zhuang is right. With you, my dynasty will be more prosperous!"

The atmosphere instantly became lively. Seeing that the Emperor was very pleased, the ministers praised General Cheng for his great achievements and praised God for blessing the great country.

Han Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a talent contest for the daughters of the rich families, today's palace banquet was to celebrate the victory in the Northwest after all, and the priorities should not be reversed.

Her words pulled the focus back and indirectly showed goodwill to General Cheng. This General Cheng was an upright person and would be an important confidant of the Crown Prince's party in the future.

"Miss Zhuang, I notice that you are very skilled in writing with your left hand and your calligraphy is also excellent. Who is your teacher?" the Emperor suddenly asked.

Han Yan replied calmly, "Your Majesty, I have never been taught by anyone, but my Great-Grandfather once told me about the battlefield. I was moved. Later, my fifth brother wanted to be a hero and fight on the battlefield. He occasionally talked to me about it. I was inspired and often wrote some calligraphy and paintings about the frontier to comfort myself. I am afraid that I have offended the eyes of all the officials and ladies by showing my ugliness today. I am very ashamed."

Although she looked innocent and cute, she spoke very logically, making people feel that she was cute and intelligent. The Emperor said in a deep voice: "Master Zhuang was once a fierce general of the country. He was very brave and vigorous on the battlefield. Now your fifth brother is devoted to martial arts, so you should guide him well and make contributions to our country in the future."

It's easy to imagine that Zhuang Shi Yang must be looking very unhappy now. He has always valued literature over martial arts, and he looks down on those warriors with swords and guns.

The praise today is all due to the reputation of the warriors. When the Emperor asked about the teacher, Zhuang Shi Yang thought that Han Yan would attribute all the credit to her father's good parenting, but in her answer, she didn't even mention his name. How would his colleagues see him? Where would he put his face!

Han Yan realized that the purpose of guiding Zhuang Han Ming had been achieved, so she decided to stop while she was ahead. She smiled and said, "I will definitely live up to the Emperor's expectations."

The Emperor saw that she was not trembling with fear like other young ladies when facing him, but responded calmly.

If she was not too cunning, then she was just innocent and didn't know what fear was. Now it seems that this girl is open-minded, not like the first type, she should be a kind-hearted and intelligent person. His eyes couldn't help but become deep. Zhuang Shi Yang actually raised such a delicate daughter?

"I hereby declare that the fourth daughter of the Zhuang family is very smart and has made great contributions in presenting talents. I hereby grant her an agarwood crutch, a string of Gan Nan rosary beads, four rolls of palace silk for longevity and happiness, ten ingots of purple gold Ruyi pen and ten ingots of Ji Qing You Yu silver, two new books written by the Emperor, two boxes of precious ink, two gold and silver cups each, as a token of appreciation. Two gold and silver necklaces, and one hundred strings of money."

After receiving these rewards, all the ladies and wives at the table were envious. Han Yan was really lucky today. First, she received the reward from the Empress Dowager, and then she was treated differently by the Empress. Now, the Emperor even praised her. This unremarkable fourth daughter of the Zhuang family was really unbelievable.

Deng Chan and Zhuang Han Ming were both extremely happy, especially Zhuang Han Ming, who was full of pride. Zhou Shi and Zhuang Yu Shan on the side glared at Han Yan fiercely, digging their fingertips deep into their palms, gritting their teeth to avoid looking too ugly.

Han Yan knelt down to thank him: "Your Majesty, I thank you for your rewards."

But she was secretly worried in her heart. Although the Emperor's reward could prevent others from looking down on her for a short period of time, it also caused her a lot of trouble. Now the jealous eyes of those young ladies were about to swallow her up.

Li Jia Qi bit her lip. Her heart was as turbulent as a storm. Starting from tomorrow, the news of what happened at the palace banquet would spread to the market, and she was afraid that the title of the talented woman in the capital would be replaced by someone else!

Han Yan returned to the table under everyone's gaze, and Deng Chan excitedly held her hand and talked to her.

However, all the male relatives became interested in the fourth daughter of the Zhuang family who suddenly appeared. A gentleman loves a beautiful lady.

This talented girl has already attracted the interest of many young men. Although she looks a little young, it won't hurt to wait a few more years.

On the other side of the palace, the Seventh Prince looked meaningfully at Han Yan who had returned to her original position, tapped his wine glass, and a young servant in a brown shirt immediately stepped forward. He smiled slightly and whispered, "Go check Zhuang Han Yan's background immediately."

The brown-clothed servant left. Mu Feng, who was waiting outside the banquet hall, jumped down from the beam and followed the servant into the night.

After tossing and turning, Han Yan felt more pain on the back of her right hand. A pretty maid in a green coat came to her side and said with her head bowed, "Miss Zhuang, this is the plaster my master sent. It can heal the hand injury."

Han Yan was stunned: "Your master?"

The maid turned around with a smile, and Han Yan followed her gaze. She couldn't help but feel her heart choked. Her mind went blank for a moment and she stood there at a loss.

The one smiling at her was none other than the Prince's Wei son, Wei Ru Feng, whom she had been deliberately avoiding tonight.