Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 645 - 644: White Plum Lamp (Part 3)

Luo Lingshu snorted coldly, "Whether it’s belittling or not, don’t think I can’t tell!"

"Lingshu, don’t argue with a servant!" Lian Shi looked displeased and cast a glance at the maid, speaking softly, "We can just go elsewhere to buy."

Luo Lingshu huffed coldly, looked at Shen Qinglan, and said, "Cousin-in-law, let’s go!"

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinglan stepped forward a few paces and said to the shop assistant, "Would you kindly prepare some pen and ink for me?"

"This way, miss!"

The shop assistant gestured to her and then led her to a nearby table.

On the long table, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were already prepared.

"Cousin-in-law, you can compose poetry!" Luo Lingshu’s eyes lit up.

Lian Shi was also surprised to look at Shen Qinglan, but then she recalled when Shen Qinglan solved the lantern riddles with ease moments ago, and found it quite normal.

Composing poetry is not difficult; the challenge is creating a poem that amazes.

Ignoring the mocking looks from Yi Qianqian and her maid, Shen Qinglan gave Luo Lingshu and Lian Shi a slight smile.

"Miss, please begin!"

The shop assistant showed no surprise as quite a few had tried their hand before; however, none had composed a poem that satisfied the shopkeeper.

"Besides composing a poem, what other rules are there?" Shen Qinglan asked casually while picking up the pen.

The shop assistant smiled and said, "The rule is to compose a poem corresponding to the flower depicted on the lantern. Then I will take it to our shopkeeper for appraisal. If he deems it satisfactory, the lantern can be taken."

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly and asked Luo Lingshu and Lian Shi, "Aside from the White Plum Lamp, what other lanterns would you like?"

Luo Lingshu’s eyes widened in admiration, "Cousin-in-law, can you really?"

Shen Qinglan smiled without speaking; as a cultured time traveler, composing ancient poems is a mere trifle.

"I want that glazed chrysanthemum lamp," Luo Lingshu said, "Can you write a chrysanthemum poem, cousin-in-law?"

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly, "I can."

Lian Shi pointed to a peony lamp nearby and said, "I want this one."

Shen Qinglan glanced at the flower lamp and nodded slightly.

"Tsk~" The young maid rolled her eyes and muttered, "She might not even manage one poem, let alone three. How arrogant!"

Yi Qianqian did not respond, but the mockery in her eyes was almost palpable under the lamp’s glow.

Shen Qinglan restrained her smile and gave the two a cool glance before dipping the pen in ink, and starting to write carefully on the paper.

"Miss, your handwriting is truly remarkable!"

As she finished writing the words "Yong Mei," the shop assistant standing by couldn’t help but praise sincerely.

Nearby, Luo Lingshu and Lian Shi hurried over to admire upon hearing this.

After looking, Lian Shi was first surprised, then laughed, "Qinglan’s handwriting is so powerful, unlike your gentle nature."

One might think that a serene lady like Shen Qinglan would have elegant script, but her writing exuded a masculine vigor.

Shen Qinglan raised her eyes and gave them a slight smile before bowing her head to continue writing.

She wrote Lu You’s "Bosanzi·Yong Mei," Yuan Zhen’s "Chrysanthemums," and Liu Yuxi’s "Appreciating Peonies."

When all three poems were finished, except for the bewildered Luo Lingshu, Lian Shi and the shop assistant were entranced by her work.

Shen Qinglan set the pen aside, picked up the paper, gently blew on it, and handed it to the shop assistant, "It’s done. Please take it to your shopkeeper to see if it meets the criteria."