Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 646 - 645: White Plum Lamp (4)

It took a while for the shop assistant to come to his senses before taking the paper handed over by Shen Qinglan and saying, "Please wait a moment, Miss. I’ll take this to our shopkeeper right away."

Actually, the shop assistant understood that even without showing it to the shopkeeper, Shen Qinglan was sure to win this flower lantern with these three poems.

The shopkeeper had stationed him here precisely because he had studied for a few years. Even with his limited education, he could see that the three poems written by Shen Qinglan were extraordinary.

Just as the assistant entered the tavern, Yi Qianqian and her maid remained calm and continued to watch Shen Qinglan.

Shortly afterward, the assistant led a tall, thin middle-aged man out.

"Who wrote these poems?"

The shopkeeper’s expression appeared a bit excited.

"My cousin-in-law wrote them!" Luo Lingshu pulled Shen Qinglan over and said, "It’s her!"

"Did you write all three of these poems, Miss?" The shopkeeper looked at the young girl, barely in her teens, with hesitation in his eyes.

"Are you doubting my cousin-in-law?" Luo Lingshu frowned, "Do you know who wrote the popular ’Journey to the West’ and ’Dream of the Red Chamber’ in Yunye Country? It was my cousin-in-law!"

"What?" The shopkeeper was shocked again, "Were both of those stories written by you, Miss?"

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly.

"Oh my!" the shopkeeper exclaimed, hurriedly bowing, "Your talent is truly admirable, Miss!"

"What did you say?" Yi Qianqian, standing by, was thunderstruck, "She wrote ’Journey to the West’ and ’Dream of the Red Chamber’? How is that possible?"

’Journey to the West’ is almost a household name in the Capital. She had naturally read ’Dream of the Red Chamber’, with its many poems and verses that she had secretly admired.

She just never imagined that these two unforgettable stories were actually written by Shen Qinglan!

"Why not?" Luo Lingshu scoffed proudly, "My cousin-in-law’s talent surpasses all others of her age!"

Others aside, even Lian Shi was quite shocked, "I really didn’t expect that ’Journey to the West’ and ’Dream of the Red Chamber’ were written by you, Qinglan!"

It seems that this young lady’s literary talent is indeed unmatched among her peers.

Shen Qinglan felt quite helpless inwardly. She had merely taken advantage of her ancestors’ works. If she had to create ancient poetry herself, she truly couldn’t do it.

"Miss, may I have someone write down these three poems and hang them at the tavern entrance?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile, "May I have your full name, Miss?"

"Shen Qinglan!"

Before Shen Qinglan could speak, Luo Lingshu had already announced her name.

Shen Qinglan felt helpless inside but said to the shopkeeper, "You may write them as you please, there’s no need to include my name."

"Isn’t that inappropriate?" the shopkeeper replied, "These are your poems, and without your name, how will anyone know you wrote them?"

"No need."

Since these weren’t her own writings, she naturally wouldn’t concern herself with it.

In the shopkeeper’s eyes, however, he assumed this was a sign of her modesty, not wanting to claim credit.

Shen Qinglan said calmly, "Then, may we take the lantern?"

"Of course!" the shopkeeper replied with a smile, "Please feel free to take it, Miss."

Shen Qinglan lifted the White Plum Lamp, half the height of a person, while Luo Lingshu and Lian Shi also picked up their chosen lanterns.

As they passed Yi Qianqian and her maid, Luo Lingshu even gave them a triumphant smile, which made the young maid quite indignant.