Princess and the General

Chapter 45: Bullying Yu Fu

Go next door directly?

Everyone became frantic upon hearing this. Studying here was so boring, and now they finally had a beautiful young girl in their class. Before they could even get a chance to speak, she was being allowed to go next door?

The youth in front of her was dissatisfied and said: "Teacher Zhou, it might be that she only knows this one piece and has fooled you. It would be better if you dictated something for her to write. Only like this can we know her true level!"

Zhou SiDao thought it over and felt that there was some logic to this, thus he looked at Yu Fu.

Yu Fu obediently nodded, "Teacher just needs to dictate."

"Teacher Zhou, don't dictate something too easy!"

These younger students were all exceptionally sharp. They could see that Zhou SiDao felt a little bit afraid of Yu Fu's background, and they were quick to remind him.

Zhou SiDao awkwardly said: "Of course, is there any need for you to remind me?"

After saying this, he raised his head and thought for a bit before dictating:

The water glimmers beautifully on a sunny day, and colors of the scenery are richer in the rain.*

This was part of a poem that described the beautiful scenery of the West Lake*. Yu Fu remembered that ever since arriving in Lin An, she had not yet had a chance to go and visit it. For a moment, she was stunned.

She muttered this poem to herself multiple times and yearned for the lake's scenery. She wondered when would be a good time to have her eldest brother take her to visit.

"Haha, teacher chose one that's too hard. She doesn't know how to write it! It's like I said, right? We were nearly fooled by her!"

The youth in front of her began to laugh flippantly, pulling her back to the present. Zhou SiDao's expression became a little ugly.

"This one may have been too hard. How about a different one..."

"No need, Teacher Zhou."

Yu Fu raised her brush. In her small fingers, the thin Jinhao looked very magnificent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on her hand. They felt that there was no powder or cosmetic that was as fine as her skin.

Compared to her, these youths all had skin that was as rough as an old tree's bark.

With the brush raised, she wrote very small characters. The Huizhou ink dispersed a faint smell of pine.

Everyone turned their attention to the paper. Though there were many characters in this poem that were hard to write, Yu Fu did not make a single mistake.**

Now, not a single person dared to say a word about her deceiving them.

"Good, good, writing characters so small is one of the hardest things to do. You are merely twelve years old, yet you can already write so well. I truly feel ashamed! I will immediately go and tell Teacher Lin-"

Yu Fu raised her head and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, I only know how to write these few words. My knowledge is extremely shallow. You can just teach me to read. If teacher feels that I have improved over the next few days, it won't be too late to present that recommendation.."

This was an amiable and gentle statement, and Zhou SiDao truly found them pleasant to hear, thus he nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Alright, have a seat and read Di Zi Gui. If there's something that you don't understand, just come and ask me."***