"Quickly bring it over for me to see." The elderly lady said with a smile.
Zhuang Jingmo walked over, glanced at Chao Yunya, gave a secret thumbs up, and placed the rice paper in front of the elderly lady.
"Look at how well my younger sister wrote this poem. I, who pride myself on having read all the classics, feel ashamed of my inferiority." Zhuang Jingmo laughed.
The elderly lady grew more satisfied the more she looked at it: "Good, good, quickly put away the writing. I want to keep it... In the future, it might be priceless..."
Everyone's gaze towards Ji Yunya had changed. Nothing is as shocking as seeing it with their own eyes. No wonder this girl is favored by Lady Yan; she's proficient in the four arts of qin, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Not just proficient, she's at a master level, almost as if she was born for a prestigious family like the Zhuang's.
