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Hanno did not want to be a copyist, but she was forced into it; there was no way around it. In truth, she held no ill will towards Zhang Yunrong and even felt a bit of fondness for her. She thought the girl resembled Lin Daiyu, both possessing an air of aloofness and purity. Unfortunately, Hanno had already offended Sister Zhang and faced provocation from her mother, leaving her with no choice but to apologize to Sister Zhang.
Hanno closed her eyes, searching her mind for verses about peach blossoms. Throughout history, many poets had written about peach blossoms. For instance, Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Villa" includes the lines "In the rain, the grass looks green enough to dye; on the water, the peach blossoms are red and want to bloom." Han Yu's "Peach Blossom Poem" features "A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without a master; lovely deep red reflects pale pink." Li He wrote in "Drink Up," "Peach blossoms fall like red rain." However, these were all poems from Tang Dynasty poets, and since the Great Zhou World changed after the Tang Dynasty, those verses could not be used.
Hanno also recalled Lin Daiyu's specially composed "Peach Blossom Ode": "The soft east wind outside the peach blossom curtain; inside the curtain, the morning makeup is lazy. Outside the curtain are peach blossoms; inside are people, not far apart. The east wind intends to lift the curtain; do the flowers wish to peek at the person without rolling up the curtain? The peach blossoms outside still bloom; within the curtain, the person is thinner than the peach blossoms... Are the withered flowers hiding a withered person? Flowers fall while people tire easily at dusk. A single call of the cuckoo signals spring's end; the lonely curtain frame bears traces of moonlight." This poem reflected Lin Daiyu's style rather than Hanno's own, and she feared that if she wrote it down, others would question her.
In the end, Hanno chose the most famous Peach Blossom Poem: Tang Yin's "Peach Blossom Temple Song."
The women in the garden pointed at Hanno, who had her eyes closed, believing she was merely putting on an act and would surely fail to write a good poem. But then Hanno suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed a brush from beside her, dipped it in thick ink, and swiftly wrote on paper.
Mo Yan, the Princess stood beside her as Hanno wrote. As she finished, Mo Yan read aloud what Hanno had penned: "In the Peach Blossom Grove lies a Peach Blossom Temple; within that temple resides a Peach Blossom Immortal. The Peach Blossom Immortal plants peach trees and picks blossoms in exchange for wine money... Others laugh at me for being too mad; I laugh at them for not seeing through it. Do not see the tombs of heroes in Wuling; there are no flowers or wine—just a hoe for tilling!"
As Mo Yan's voice fell silent, an instant hush enveloped the garden. Everyone could tell that this Peach Blossom Poem was infinitely better than Zhang Yunrong's work—it was undoubtedly a classic that could be passed down through generations. If Hanno were still denied recognition despite this talent, they would surely have no face left to meet others.
Zhang Yunrong's face turned even paler as her close friend Qiao Yuanyu approached to comfort her. "It's just poetry," she said. "Not only are you talented in poetry, but your skills in music and chess as well as Calligraphy and Painting surpass everyone in Jinghua. Hanno may write well, but she cannot compare to you in other areas. When we compete next in calligraphy, you will surely win—your father has praised your skills."
"No, there's no need to compete in calligraphy; I've already lost," Zhang Yunrong murmured.
"But we haven't even competed yet! Why are you conceding?" Qiao Yuanyu asked.
Zhang Yunrong forced a smile. "My mother conveyed news earlier that my calligraphy does not match Hanno's. Why should I humiliate myself further?"
Qiao Yuanyu looked puzzled. "When did Madam Zhang send you this message?"
Zhang Yunrong replied, "Did my mother not praise Hanno’s writing when she read 'Crabapple Poem'? She said it was on par with my father's work—how could I possibly compete?"
Qiao Yuanyu remained silent for a moment before saying, "But there are still painting and other talents; I refuse to believe she excels in everything."
The truth was that Hanno was not only cultured but also skilled in everything, overshadowing the talented Young Ladies and leaving them feeling defeated. What they didn't expect was that Hanno was not only eloquent but also proficient in martial arts. One Young Lady nearly slipped and fell into the lake, but Hanno's quick reflexes saved her just in time. This act alone won over half of the Young Ladies who had previously looked down on Hanno, turning them into her fans. No one could say Hanno was unworthy of Li Wei Feng anymore; everyone believed Li Wei Feng was lucky to encounter such an extraordinary woman. It was no wonder he was devoted to her; a woman like that was truly deserving.
"Now no one is here to compete with me for you," Hanno said, nestled in Elder Brother Li's embrace as she poked his chest playfully.
Elder Brother Li laughed heartily, "Indeed, now I'm the one worried about others trying to take you away from me."
Hanno smiled proudly, "That's because I'm exceptional; you should be proud of that."
Elder Brother Li nodded and leaned down to kiss Hanno's forehead. "You are my greatest pride."
Hanno lifted her head, pressing her lips against Elder Brother Li's in a tender kiss. After a while, they parted, and Hanno softly said, "I need to return to that world for a bit; Yang Yun's due date is approaching, and I want to be there when my godson is born."
Elder Brother Li naturally felt reluctant but understood the close relationship between Yang Yun and his wife. He could only ask pitifully, "When will you be back?"
Hanno kissed the corner of Elder Brother Li's mouth. "I'll be back in two or three days. From now on, I'll be living in D City, separate from my parents, so I can come over here every day."
Elder Brother Li brightened up. "Will you come over tonight?"
Hanno shot him a glare. "Dream on! You should know we aren't married yet!"
Elder Brother Li replied, "It's just a ceremony. Besides, haven't we already been married in other worlds?"
Hanno huffed proudly, "Other worlds are different; that's another realm, not the world we are in together, so it doesn't count."
Elder Brother Li fell silent.
"I'll write to Zhou Le and Zi Xia right away and have them come to the capital. As soon as they arrive, we'll get married," Elder Brother Li declared. He had only his younger siblings and a few relatives from the Wen Family in this world; it was essential for them to be present at the wedding.
Hanno asked, "Isn't Zi Xia preparing for the imperial examination?"
Elder Brother Li replied, "I can transfer Zi Xia's household registration to the capital, so he won't have to take the exam in Sanchuan Prefecture."
Hanno said, "Then hurry up! I haven't seen Zhou Le and Li Yishu in a long time; I really miss them."
Elder Brother Li chuckled, "With you urging me like this, I thought you were eager to marry me!"
Hanno playfully punched Elder Brother Li in the chest, breaking free from his embrace. She quickly dashed to the Porcelain Jar, poked open its time-space portal, and turned back to make a face at Elder Brother Li. "You can keep your empty room to yourself; I'm leaving."
Then she plunged into the time-space portal and vanished before Elder Brother Li.
Elder Brother Li touched his nose and laughed as he left the room. He arranged for someone to handle the wedding preparations while also writing letters to Wen Zixia and Li Zhoule, asking them to return to Aoyama Village and come to the capital. Upon receiving Elder Brother Li's letter, Li Zhoule, Li Yishu, and the Wen Family Three Brothers happily packed their bags and set off for the capital within a month.
The villagers of Aoyama Village all came to see off Li Zhoule and the others. Each villager remembered that it was the Li Siblings and Wen Family Brothers who had changed the lives of everyone in the village for the better. They were grateful but felt that they could never repay the kindness shown by the Li Family and Wen Family, who seemed to be living even better than everyone else. However, they would not forget their gratitude; if given a chance, they would certainly repay it. These simple villagers were just like Liu Laolao, but the Li Family and Wen Family were not like those fools from Rongguo Mansion.
Jiang Haozhi traveled with a merchant caravan alongside Li Yishu and the others. Consort Jiang was pregnant and wanted to see her family. As her only brother, Jiang Haozhi immediately gathered three large carts of precious medicinal herbs to take to the capital. Sun Beizhi and Keeper were also part of the group; he was set to transfer to Wei An Pawnshop in the capital as Keeper, continuing his responsibilities for the Li Family and Wen Family's business involving lighters. The price of lighters had dropped somewhat but not significantly; after all, there were many wealthy people in this world while the supply of lighters remained limited. Only ten lighters were sold each month, which hardly met market demand.
Meanwhile, Hanno returned to modern times and immediately took a taxi back to her village—she had packed many specialty dishes from Changfeng Restaurant that wouldn't taste good if left too long.
"Hey, Dad, Mom! After a month apart, why do I feel like you both look much younger?" Hanno blinked as she looked at Mom Han from head to toe and then at Han Dad from toe to head before reaching her conclusion.
Mom Han chuckled, "It's not just a feeling; your dad and I really have gotten younger. Look at your dad's gray hair—it's starting to turn black again."
"Really?" Hanno took a closer look. "Your Inner Power has improved; it's making you both youthful again."
Mom Han continued laughing heartily, "Girl, it's all thanks to the secret manual you gave us. By the way, you've never told us what this manual is called."
"Hanno," he said, "the 'Wuxiang Gong.'"
"'Wuxiang Gong'?" Han Dad twitched his mouth. "You don't mean Li Qiushui's ultimate technique, 'Wuxiang Gong,' do you?"
Hanno gave a thumbs up. "Dad, you're really smart."
Han Dad's mouth continued to twitch. "Are you seriously trying to fool me and your mom?"
"I'm not fooling you; it really is 'Wuxiang Gong,'" Hanno laughed. "You both have cultivated inner strength already, so how can you still doubt it?"
Mom Han said, "Isn't that something fictional from martial arts stories?"
"Who can say for sure whether the world depicted in those stories is fictional or if it truly exists and the author simply reveals it? Perhaps the author once visited that world, returned, and forgot their experiences but still retained some impressions, which they then expressed."
Mom Han and Han Dad exchanged glances, speechless.
"Forget it; this question is too profound. Since we don't understand, we won't ask any more," Mom Han said. "You just keep your mystery. Your dad and I will focus on cultivating our Inner Power and enjoying our wonderful life."
Hanno clapped her hands. "That's a good attitude toward life, Mom and Dad. Keep it up, and you'll definitely live to be over two hundred years old."
Mom Han shot Hanno a glare. "Living that long? Wouldn't that just make us old and decrepit?"
Hanno smiled. "Not at all! I genuinely hope you both can live on forever. Besides, I believe there are many people in this world who will outlive you."
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