My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

short.

It's really short!

This essay, "On the Love of Lotus," is considerably shorter than the previous one.

However, in the midst of their collaboration, Jiang Xiaobai used his writing to deliver a response!

This is something not just anyone can do!

Moreover, it's about lotus flowers, a rare theme, but Jiang Xiaobai brought it to life!

"Hehe, unaware that I stole this article..."

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai's voice rang out, his gaze fixed on the student on the second floor, "Are you... satisfied?"

The student was pale and remained silent for a long time.

Yes, what else could he say?

Jiang Xiaobai sang fluently in front of everyone in the building.

His short essay, "On the Love of Lotus," shattered all his previous doubts.

If he still accuses Jiang Xiaobai of plagiarism at this point, then it's not a questioning, it's pure fabrication!

"Could you tell me...?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the student and continued, "What's your name?"

Upon hearing this, the student looked away and dared not speak.

But just then, a voice suddenly rang out from another part of the second floor: "Young Master Jiang, I know him!"

"This kid's name is Fan Xian, from Qingyu Academy!"

Fan Xian?

Jiang Xiaobai was taken aback.

This name... is quite interesting!

Shaking his head, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the student who remained silent and sighed helplessly, saying, "Sigh, you're out of things to say, but sorry, this young master has just... suddenly had a burst of inspiration!"

"This young master... will continue to steal articles."

That's right, the people behind it, aren't they just playing around?

Okay, let's go all out then!

Sure enough, everyone in the Lanting Tower froze upon hearing his words.

Do we still need to do it?

Just now, I wrote "The Yueyang Tower Inscription," and now I'm writing "On the Love of Lotus."

Is that not enough?

Jiang Xiaobai is actually coming again!

Jiang Xiaobai smiled faintly, turned his head to look in Zhao Sheng's direction, and his smile deepened: "Everyone, listen up, next chapter!"

"The Humble Abode Inscription"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Lanting Tower fell silent once again.

Jiang Xiaobai’s clear voice rang out slowly: “A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals who dwell there; water is not sacred for its depth, but for the dragons that inhabit it.”

"This is a humble abode, but my virtue makes it fragrant; moss grows green on the steps, and the grass's hue enters the curtains."

"He converses with learned scholars and has no dealings with uncultured people."

"One can play the zither and read ancient scriptures."

"Without the noise of stringed and wind instruments to disturb the ears, and without the toil of official documents to weary the body."

Jiang Xiaobai spoke slowly and deliberately, raising his voice so that everyone could hear him clearly.

"Though living in a humble abode, my heart remains untainted by worldly dust; though perched under low eaves, I am enveloped by a gentle breeze."

"A humble abode is not truly humble, for the hearts of men are truly enlightened."

Jiang Xiaobai paused slightly, then finished his sentence: "As the ancients said: What is there to be ashamed of?!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire Lanting Tower fell silent once more, with many people swallowing hard.

Indeed, this article is even more direct than "On the Love of Lotus".

The saying goes, "A gentleman does not succumb to the allure of lotus."

The "Inscription of a Humble Abode" does not judge people based on their wealth or poverty.

Jiang Xiaobai was criticized today for being a spoiled brat, a thief of fame, and unworthy of his position.

But this piece of writing seems to make it seem as if he is standing in front of everyone in the building and gently asking, "You scholars, do you value family background or moral character?"

Is it their background or their writing that matters?

If we only consider social status, then what about scholars from humble backgrounds?

If we only look at outward reputation, where is the heart of a scholar?

Zhang Xinnian, standing behind, couldn't help but gasp.

His young master... he's gone mad with killing!

One after another, without stopping!

On the fourth floor, Li Bingzhang exclaimed in amazement.

Lin Fengshuo couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Well said, well said, 'This humble abode is fragrant because of my virtue!'"

"Why!"

Fan Xinghe sat to the side, only sighing, his expression extremely complex.

Thinking back to how coldly she had treated Jiang Xiaobai when she was in the Prime Minister's residence.

he……

Oh dear, what did he do? How could he give such a talented person such a cold shoulder?

Li Zhiwei sat there, her eyes softening even more.

Lin Qinrou stared blankly down below, feeling envious once again.

But she didn't envy Jiang Xiaobai; she envied Li Zhiwei!

At the top floor, Liu Guanlan looked on in amazement, and finally turned to the woman beside her, saying, "Your Highness, this person..."

"Um!"

The eldest princess responded, "I know what you're trying to say. This person is indeed very talented! But... the more talented a person is, the harder they are to control!"

"So... is the eldest princess preparing to give up?"

Liu Guanlan asked.

"No!"

The eldest princess shook her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on Jiang Xiaobai below, and said, "Giving up is truly a pity!"

As she spoke, the eldest princess said thoughtfully, "Let's think of a way..."

Liu Guanlan nodded and remained silent.

On the second floor, the student's face was deathly pale.

If "On the Love of Lotus" is a response to his earlier questioning...

That piece of writing, "Ode to a Humble Abode," was like a casual slap in the face.

It was done clearly and loudly, right in front of everyone in the building.

"Excuse me."

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the reactions around him, unsurprised. He looked up at the student and continued calmly, "This young master has stolen another one."

"Is that enough? If not, I can steal more!"

As Jiang Xiaobai's cold voice fell, the student lowered his head completely.

On the fourth floor, Zhao Sheng had a somber expression and closed his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Sheng's reaction, Chen Zhanqiu knew what was going on, and his heart sank even lower.

He didn't blame Zhao Sheng, after all, Zhao Sheng's plan... was flawless.

But who the hell would have thought that Jiang Xiaobai, that bastard, would be so incredibly talented?

Damn it, what happened to being ignorant and incompetent?

But then, this kid unleashed a series of powerful attacks—who could withstand that?!

The twelve people in Zone A were all silent.

There's no comparison, absolutely no comparison!

The middle-aged man who was writing was undoubtedly the most excited, looking at Jiang Xiaobai and saying, "Ahem, Young Master Jiang, I think... if possible!"

"Ahem, you... how about stealing a few more articles!?"

Yes, the Lanting Tower he wrote about produced so many amazing works.

Whether it's poetry or prose, if this were to circulate back to the Green Robe Society, his status would likely rise accordingly.

Therefore, he most hopes that Jiang Xiaobai can produce a few more groundbreaking articles.

More is better!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai rolled her eyes at the writer, but before she could speak, Du Chong's voice finally broke out: "Jiang Xiaobai, I... I just don't believe you have no weaknesses!"

"I agree with the couplets! I agree with the poems! And the essays... well, I agree with those too!"

Du Chong stared at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "But you're not exactly good at storytelling, are you?"

Jiang Xiaobai's continuous attacks have put immense pressure on people, making it hard to breathe.

Besides "On the Poor Scholar", his proudest works are "The Tale of the White-Clad Scholar".

So he deliberately steered the conversation in that direction.

Yes, even if... even if it's just to regain a little face.

Even just a little bit would be great!

"story?"

Before Jiang Xiaobai could even speak, Tang Ningshuang, standing behind him, pursed her lips.

She had heard the story of Jiang Xiaobai.

If Jiang Xiaobai were to tell the story of "Dream of the Red Chamber," it would absolutely astound everyone.

Just when he thought Jiang Xiaobai would mention Dream of the Red Chamber, Jiang Xiaobai cleared his throat and spoke.

The poem says: "In the chaos before the separation of heaven and earth, everything was in disarray, vast and boundless, unseen by anyone..."

"Listen, the first chapter: The Birth of the Monkey King..."