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

"Write another one?"

Upon hearing Lin Qinrou's words, Li Zhiwei's expression froze for a moment, and she couldn't help but say, "Sister Qin'er, writing an article isn't something you can just do on a whim!"

"Especially... in such a short time!"

Yes, even though Li Zhiwei had considerable confidence in Jiang Xiaobai, she still couldn't help but feel that Lin Qinrou's request was a bit excessive.

"Didn't he write 'On Teachers' on the same day?"

After hearing this, Lin Qinrou remained calm and said, "So, if he really has this ability, what difficulty would there be in writing another one on the spot?"

At this point, Lin Qinrou's cool, clear eyes fell back on Jiang Xiaobai: "Am I right? Young Master Jiang!"

"Yes, of course."

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Lin Qinrou and suddenly laughed: "But the problem is... why should I cater to your verification and write an article specifically for you to see?"

"If you're not going to help, then don't. I don't need to beg you to help."

"In fact, I'd even write another article specifically for you to verify?"

As these words fell.

Lin Qinrou's clear, cold eyes narrowed slightly.

Yes, she was only thinking about verifying the truth, but she overlooked one point.

That is... Jiang Xiaobai, why should he cooperate with her?

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat stiff.

Li Zhiwei wanted to say something, but she swallowed the words back down.

Yes, it's not appropriate for her to help either side right now.

So... it's best to just watch!

Fortunately, this stalemate did not last long. Lin Qinrou then spoke up, "If you don't dare to write, then... then you're not good enough."

"I can't?"

Jiang Xiaobai was speechless upon hearing this.

These words are easy to overthink.

However, he also knew that Lin Qinrou meant something else, so Jiang Xiaobai did not press the matter, but continued, "You don't need to provoke me. If you really want me to write another one, it's not impossible."

At this point, Jiang Xiaobai paused slightly, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "But... we'll have to add a little something extra."

A prize?

Lin Qinrou frowned and said, "How about this? If you can truly write an article that satisfies me, I will tell you all the details of the rules and procedures I followed when I met the Emperor back then, how about that?"

"Not good!"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and shook his head: "I already said that I don't need your help."

"So... Miss Lin, perhaps you should choose someone else."

"you……"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qinrou frowned immediately.

Clearly, Lin Qinrou hadn't expected Jiang Xiaobai to be so difficult to deal with.

For a moment, she stood there, genuinely at a loss for what to offer as a prize.

After all, this guy comes from the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion and doesn't seem to lack anything.

After a brief silence in the room, Lin Qinrou finally spoke again: "Well... how about this, I can grant you one request."

"One request?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai raised an eyebrow slightly, then suddenly looked Lin Qinrou up and down: "Heh, any request is acceptable?"

"you……"

Lin Qinrou noticed Jiang Xiaobai's gaze and frowned, saying, "Going too far is definitely not acceptable!!"

"Oh……"

Jiang Xiaobai drawled out the sound before nodding and smiling, "Alright... if that's the case, then I'll give it a try."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaobai didn't waste any more words and turned around to walk towards Master Song's desk.

This scene surprised Li Zhiwei.

Is Jiang Xiaobai really going to write it on the spot?

Writing an article that satisfies Lin Qinrou in such a short time is no easy task.

Indeed, Lin Qinrou is a person of great talent and has extremely high standards.

Unless Jiang Xiaobai can truly write a masterpiece like "On Teachers," it will be difficult!

But such articles don't just appear out of thin air.

Despite thinking this, Li Zhiwei's expression also held a hint of anticipation.

After all, through her interactions, she discovered that Jiang Xiaobai couldn't think from a normal person's perspective.

Jiang Xiaobai approached the desk, raised his hand, and slowly unfolded a blank sheet of Xuan paper before picking up the calligraphy brush.

The pen paused slightly in mid-air, and Jiang Xiaobai looked thoughtful.

Seeing this, the expressions of the three people in the room changed slightly, but none of them made a sound.

They were afraid of disturbing Jiang Xiaobai.

Lin Qinrou's gaze swept over Jiang Xiaobai.

Yes, she wanted to see if this person was truly capable or just putting on an act.

And just then...

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Qinrou: "Miss Lin."

"Um?"

Lin Qinrou was slightly taken aback, then asked, "What's wrong? Can't you write it?"

Li Zhiwei shared the same thought, and what she wrote on the spot was indeed a bit difficult for others.

But at that moment, Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I just wanted to ask Miss Lin, what are your thoughts on horses?"

"horse?"

Lin Qinrou frowned slightly when faced with Jiang Xiaobai's question.

After a short while, Lin Qinrou spoke softly: "Horses are good at running, can endure long distances, can carry heavy loads, and can gallop across the plains."

"For ordinary people, it is the strength of their legs; for soldiers, it is the strength of their fighting force; and for good generals, it is even more indispensable."

At this point, Lin Qinrou paused slightly, then added, "Of course, if it's a fine horse, it's naturally even more precious."

"Okay, that's enough."

After listening, Jiang Xiaobai nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

After he finished speaking, he said no more, lowered his head again, and picked up his pen to write.

The ink spread rapidly across the rice paper.

The room was so quiet that only the scratching sound of pens slicing across paper could be heard.

Li Zhiwei looked at Jiang Xiaobai's writing intently, her gaze carrying a strange quality.

Is Jiang Xiaobai going to write about horses?

Of course, she wasn't the only one; Lin Qinrou also had this idea.

Not long after, Jiang Xiaobai's pen, which had been moving continuously, finally stopped.

Then, Jiang Xiaobai gently put down the brush, picked up the sheet of Xuan paper that had just been written on, and casually flicked it.

"alright."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaobai handed the Xuan paper to Lin Qinrou: "Miss Lin, please take a look."

Lin Qinrou looked at the piece of paper handed to her with a somewhat incredulous expression.

alright?

Is that all?

Yes.

From the moment Jiang Xiaobai picked up his pen to the moment he put it down, it didn't take long at all.

It was so fast that she felt a little dazed.

In such a short time, what kind of good article can be written?

But now, the paper has already been handed to her.

After a brief hesitation, Lin Qinrou raised her hand and took the Xuan paper.

Her gaze first fell on the top.

The next moment, two words came into her view.

"On Horses"?