Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 23 - 022 Prime Minister Residences number one talented

Chapter 23: 022 Prime Minister Residence’s number one talented lady (4)

Chapter 23: 022 Prime Minister Residence’s number one talented lady (4)

Imperial City, the second floor of the Elegant Pavilion.

“Lady, this restaurant is really quite unique,” Mo Hen looked at the so-called sofa placed in the middle of the second floor, always feeling it was familiar, and after a moment suddenly recalled, “Yo… Young Master, isn’t this like the one you…”

Had made in the valley? Even nicer than this one!

Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Shaohua interrupted her, “Can’t the cake shut you up?”

Mo Hen ate the cake with a sense of grievance, then pointed to the other dishes on the table and said, “Young Master, this is spaghetti, this is ice cream, this is fruit juice…”

While pouring water for Ye Shaohua, she introduced the dishes to her, unable to stop praising, “They are incredibly delicious! I wonder how the owner of this restaurant came up with so many tasty and novel dishes. I heard that the number one restaurant also has something called hot pot. Lady, we should try it when we have time, right? Speaking of which, it’s also a mystery how that second young master managed to do it.”

If it wasn’t for her own lady taking precedence, that second young master would definitely be the person Mo Hen admired the most.

The Elegant Pavilion earned its name because it served as a gathering place for scholars and literati. Two years ago, it even hosted a Number One Scholar, which made it famous overnight.

Over these three years, the officials of Imperial City have grown accustomed to scouting their retainers here, and indeed, the environment is quite nice.

“Only seeing its form,” Ye Shaohua murmured as she sipped the fruit juice before shaking her head, then pointed to the juice and said, “This juice would taste better with some pectinase added. I’ll let you try it when we have time.”

Bai Zhenzhen probably didn’t excel at modern chemistry; otherwise, with pectinase, the juice would taste better.

Ye Shaohua contentedly watched Mo Hen eat; she was too lazy to eat herself. Mo Hen was just curious for novelty’s sake. In fact, most of the things here tasted mediocre. Although she didn’t know what pectinase was that her young lady mentioned, Ye Shaohua tinkered with so many unique things that it was too difficult for her to remember, so she had grown accustomed not to ask.

Having dined on modern Michelin meals before, these offerings couldn’t spark Ye Shaohua’s interest.

After Mo Hen finished eating, they prepared to leave, only to find the second floor crowded with people.

“Plum preservation leaves a tangy softness on the teeth, banana leaves part their green to the curtain screen. With long days of indolent wakening, one idly watches children catching willow flowers.” After someone recited a poem, they couldn’t help but sigh, “To produce such verses within three breaths, Lady Bai of the Bai Family is indeed highly talented. Even flattery cannot compare to her; this calligraphy is soft yet strong—it’s truly not easy to achieve. Her reputation as the number one female scholar is well deserved, a paragon among women.”

The others also echoed the sentiment frequently.

When Bai Qianhu heard this, he puffed up with pride. The General Residence had produced a remarkable daughter; who would dare to call him a brute now?

Ye Shaohua stopped in her tracks, but Mo Hen, who was following behind her, heard this remark and couldn’t help but glance at the poem hanging in the hall, muttering, “It’s not that impressive.”

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The remark was light, yet Bai Qianhu, who had practiced martial arts since he was a child, heard it. It was the first time in years that he’d encountered someone who looked down on his sister. Immediately getting heated, he said, “You insolent servant, do you even understand the meaning of this poem? And this uniquely created ‘Willow’ script, who else in this world could write it?!”

It had been three years since Ye Shaohua had shown her face in public. This time, disguised as a man, her skills in disguise were so remarkable that neither Bai Zhenzhen nor her brother recognized her.

Seeing that her young lady didn’t speak up, Mo Hen boldly asserted, “Who says there isn’t one? I know someone!”

On hearing this, most of the people at the scene stopped what they were doing, and the competitive Bai Zhenzhen also put down her brush to look at Mo Hen. Her face was indeed quite lovely: “May I know which talented individual you speak of?”

“Naturally, it’s Imperial City’s number one talented lady, the Ye Family’s young lady, Ye Shaohua!” Mo Hen said with immense pride.

The moment these words were spoken, the curious scholars at the scene shook their heads instantly. How could Ye Shaohua of today be compared with Bai Zhenzhen?

Bai Qianhu, not as tactful as the scholars, scoffed, “The Ye Family’s young lady? Why don’t you ask if she dares to show up? She was defeated by my sister at the poetry conference three years ago. The number one talented lady of Imperial City? Is this your first time in Imperial City? Don’t you know that the title of talented lady has changed hands long ago?”

It had been three years since that chess and calligraphy session. Ye Shaohua had been away in the valley all that time. During these three years, Bai Zhenzhen became famous throughout Imperial City for two poems that scholars and literati couldn’t put down, “Bring in the Wine” and “A River of Red.”

Moreover, her uniquely created ‘Willow’ script was widely loved by the public.

Her compositions have been widely circulated in the streets and alleys; even palace masters dare not lightly play her piece “Guangling San.”

Most importantly, no one had yet been able to solve the chess problem she placed in the Elegant Pavilion.

“You…” Even Tan Jizi had once praised her young lady’s writing as highly unique. Mo Hen didn’t quite understand all of this, but she saw how bold and unrestrained her young lady’s calligraphy was, surpassing the magnificence of that of many men.

All she knew was that Bai Zhenzhen’s writing was just so-so, whereas her young lady’s calligraphy always drew gasps of amazement!

“Dog,” Ye Shaohua was unfazed; she “snap” opened her folding fan and glanced sideways with a noble and indifferent look, “Let’s go back.”

Even with her disguise, even dressed as a man, her face was still as meticulously crafted as if with a fine wolf-hair brush, causing others to shy away from gazing directly at her.

Even Bai Qianhu, who initially wanted to quarrel with her, couldn’t help but turn his face away. For a man to be as beautiful as that—it was indeed a rare sight.

Ye Shaohua listened all the way to Mo Hen’s incessant chatter until they finally reached the Prime Minister Residence.

Compared to the Prime Minister Residence bustling like a marketplace three years ago, it couldn’t be called desolate now, yet it didn’t see many visitors either.

Upon her return, a distinguished lady escorted her to her boudoir, where she changed into a snow-white brocade dress decorated with life-like embroidered plum blossoms, overlaid with a water-red silk gown, instantly transforming her into an epitome of elegance and purity, with each step she could grace a painting, shining with dazzling brilliance.

Not to mention Madam Ye, even Mo Hen, who saw that face every day, was stunned for a long time, muttering to herself that her young lady was even more eye-catching than three years ago, wondering which paragon among men would be worthy of her.

Filled with satisfaction, Madam Ye led Ye Shaohua to the Prime Minister’s study room. Hiding behind the folding screen, Madam Ye pointed out through a gap in the corner to the figure ahead, whispering, “See him? That’s Fang Tuo, the Number One Scholar from two years ago, dashing and learned, with no wife or concubine at home, certainly the first scholar of Imperial City. Your father can’t stop praising him, and he’s a close friend of your brother. Do you find him to your liking?”

Ye Shaohua heaved a sigh, but she did not interrupt Madam Ye’s enthusiasm.

Because she knew Fang Tuo was a protégé secretly supported by Bai Zhenzhen, and he knew too well that the world-renowned second young master and Lady Bai were in fact the same person.

Having encountered Lady Bai’s advanced thoughts and exceptional talent, he had long set his heart on her. How could he possibly take an interest in her, the unnoticed Ye Family’s young lady of the past three years?