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

"Of course I won't regret it. Please, sir, give me the question!"

Jiang Xiaobai's smile remained unchanged.

As soon as he finished speaking, the already quiet west wing courtyard became even quieter.

Especially the young student who had repeatedly opposed Jiang Xiaobai, his expression brightened, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Yes, he couldn't wait for Lin Fengshuo to come up with an extremely difficult question that would stump Jiang Xiaobai on the spot.

Gu Zhiyan stroked his beard, his eyes full of interest.

As for Xiao Qingxiu, although the calm smile on his face was still there, there was a clear increase in seriousness in the depths of his eyes.

He wanted to see it too.

Does this notorious playboy in the capital truly possess any skill, or did he simply stumble upon good fortune last night?

On the contrary, Li Zhiwei stood to the side, her clear eyes fixed on Jiang Xiaobai, her gaze slightly shifting, subtly carrying a hint of expectation that she herself was unaware of.

Jiang Xiaobai, on the other hand, remained calm.

There was even a slight smile on his lips, showing no sign of nervousness.

Lin Fengshuo pondered for a moment, then gently tapped the ground with his ebony staff: "In that case, you shall use 'door' as the theme."

door?

As this word was uttered, many people present were stunned.

Even Gu Zhiyan's eyes flashed with a strange light.

This question seems simple.

But the simpler something is, the harder it is to write.

The word "door" can mean gate, social status, visiting someone's door, the door of one's heart, advancement and retreat, choices and rejections. It can also mean what doors a person can enter and what doors they cannot pass through.

Especially today's scene...

Jiang Xiaobai, by sheer coincidence, barged in!

In an instant, everyone understood Lin Fengshuo's intention.

This is a test of poetry.

It's also a test for people!

The young student was taken aback at first, then his eyes lit up, and he almost slammed his fist on the table in admiration.

wonderful!

That's a brilliant question!

If Jiang Xiaobai had simply composed ordinary poems, he might have actually managed to unleash some of his genius.

The character "可门" (kemen) must be written with poetic flair, profound meaning, and appropriateness to the current scene.

If one is not careful, one will fall into superficiality.

In this way, this纨绔 (wán kù, a spoiled brat) will probably have to show his true colors today!

However, what no one expected was...

Upon hearing the question, Jiang Xiaobai merely raised an eyebrow slightly, his smile deepening.

That expression didn't seem like she was in a difficult position; rather, it seemed like... she was just in the mood!

Lin Fengshuo took all of this in stride and slowly said, "What? You think this question is easy?"

"It's not exactly simple."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled gently, then turned his gaze slightly, looking at the direction of the Lin family's gate, and then at the people in the courtyard, before speaking slowly and deliberately.

"But I suddenly feel that Master Lin's question seems to have been prepared specifically for me."

"Oh?"

Lin Fengshuo's smile deepened: "Since that's the case, then write it down. If you write it well, I'll consider today's events as a testament to your courage and talent."

"But what if I don't write it well..."

At this point, Lin Fengshuo paused, then lightly tapped the ground with his long cane: "Then you've come all this way for nothing."

These words instantly heightened the tension in the courtyard.

All eyes were on Jiang Xiaobai.

However, Jiang Xiaobai did not immediately pick up his brush, but instead looked at Li Zhiwei: "Wei'er, help me grind the ink!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, Zhang Xinnian, who had been silent, couldn't help but burst out with a "pfft" again.

Good heavens, our young master has such audacity, addressing Miss Li like that in front of so many people?

The people around were stunned, staring at Jiang Xiaobai in disbelief. This kid was incredibly audacious!

Just when everyone thought Li Zhiwei would lash out, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across her face, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she went to the long table to the side and began to grind ink.

This scene shocked many people.

No, this... their number one talented woman actually obeyed?

Xiao Qingxiu watched from the side, his brows furrowing, and then his gaze turned even colder as he looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

A moment later, after Li Zhiwei had finished grinding the ink, Jiang Xiaobai slowly walked to the long table, raised his hand, and picked up the brush.

In an instant, even the sound of the wind in the courtyard seemed to subside.

Everyone was staring at Jiang Xiaobai.

That's right, let's see if this rumored playboy prince, who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun, can actually write a poem that can convince everyone under the topic personally set by Lin Fengshuo.

next moment.

Jiang Xiaobai's pen tip falls!

With just a few strokes, the characters were already revealed.

The handwriting wasn't exactly masterful, but it possessed a sharp, forceful quality.

Soon, he wrote a poem.

Everyone immediately focused their attention on that direction.

The paper clearly reads: "Who opens the door to the wind and rain? A smile comes first. How many high and wide places in the world have never accommodated the talent of a young man?"

As the last character "才" (talent) was written, Jiang Xiaobai's pen came to a steady stop.

At this moment, the entire west wing courtyard fell into utter silence.

Deathly silence!

Because this poem is so wonderfully written!

The first line describes a door, the second line describes breaking through the door, but the third line suddenly shifts, turning a single door into a microcosm of countless lofty places in the world.

The last sentence is even more insightful!

It wasn't that Jiang Xiaobai insisted on breaking down the door.

Rather... many doors in this world are simply unwilling to leave a path for talented young people!

This is not just about the gate of the Lin family mansion, but also about class prejudice and the prejudice and contempt in the eyes of the world!

In an instant, Gu Zhiyan's eyes widened, and she was the first to speak, "Okay!"

"What a fine example of 'not having room for young talent'!"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

"Yes, that last sentence is truly the finishing touch!"

The three elders were also deeply moved.

Even the young student who had been eagerly anticipating Jiang Xiaobai's embarrassment was now frozen in place, as if struck on the head, his face turning deathly pale.

How could this be...?

How could it be like this again!

Xiao Qingxiu, on the other hand, could no longer maintain his previous composure.

He stared at the poem on the table, and for the first time, a truly gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

Clearly, he hadn't expected that Jiang Xiaobai would not only write it, but write it so beautifully!

As for Li Zhiwei, she stood aside, staring blankly at the poem on the paper, her eyes trembling slightly.

After a long while, a strange light slowly appeared in her clear eyes.

This guy... he really manages to give her a new surprise every time.

At the very top, after reading the poem, Lin Fengshuo remained silent for a moment.

Then, a rare smile slowly appeared on that usually serious and calm face: "What a talented young man, what a smile! You really dare to write, kid."

"The question was set by Professor Lin!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai immediately put down his pen, cupped his hands, and smiled, saying, "This junior will naturally do his best."

"Oh!"

Lin Fengshuo chuckled, his eyes already filled with undisguised admiration: "Alright, you pass this question."

You passed!

The moment those four words were uttered, everyone present was deeply shaken.

This is no longer simply praising a poem.

Instead, he admitted it himself: Jiang Xiaobai passed his test!

At this time.

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Fengshuo with a smile: "In that case, this student will pay his respects to the teacher..."

After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai prepared to bow in greeting, but just then, a calm voice rang out: "Wait a moment..."