After transmigrating, I became a mother of three?!

Upon hearing this, Lu Yun nodded, knowing that her apprentice's ability to win the first prize at the National Youth Calligraphy Exhibition at such a young age was not solely due to talent, but more so to her perseverance.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased a bit, Zeng's mother quickly took Lu Yun's arm and said, "Sister Lu, if I had known you were coming, I would have had the study cleared out. Shall we go over there now?"

“Yes, yes, let’s go to the study, let’s go to the study,” Zeng’s father chimed in from the side.

Lu Yun nodded, took the hand of her friend beside her, and they walked together toward the study.

The Zeng family had two types of study rooms: a small study room that was used by the family members and a large study room that was used to entertain guests. Zeng's mother took them to the large study room.

Because the study was rarely used, it was basically empty, with only a few books and some commonly used writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones displayed symbolically.

The whole family came in and instantly filled the study to the brim.

Lu Yun nodded to Tang Min, gesturing for her to sit down at the desk.

Have you decided what to write?

Tang Min hesitated for a moment, recalling the calligraphy practice she had done over the past few days, and then she had an idea in mind. She obediently replied to Lu Yun, "I want to write regular script today."

"Okay, let's begin."

The servants placed the writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones from the study in front of Tang Min, waiting for her to use them.

Tang Min's mind was filled with what she was going to write later, and she couldn't hear the people around her talking.

Zeng Yunchen leaned on Zeng Yunxing's shoulder, feeling dizzy, and looked at Tang Min with concern, wondering if Minmin's two weeks of intensive training had been effective.

"Brother, is sister-in-law okay?" Zeng Yunxing whispered in Zeng Yunchen's ear.

Everyone in the family knows about Tang Min's amnesia. In the past, the whole family would have been overjoyed to see Tang Min wield her brush and ink, since Tang Min's calligraphy was quite rare. In Zeng Yunchen's villa, if Tang Min hadn't brought some with her, it would have been impossible to have so many.

But Tang Min's current situation is really worrying. Everyone is on tenterhooks, afraid that she will be criticized by Lu Yun.

Zeng Yunchen wasn't entirely confident either. He had often watched Tang Min practice recently and could tell that she still had some basic skills, but Tang Min still felt a bit intimidated because she felt like she was from another time.

He did not answer Zeng Yunxing's question, but silently prayed that Tang Min could pass Lu Yun's test smoothly.

Tang Min, sitting at her desk, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar stationery that the maid had laid out in front of her one by one, and took a deep breath. "At this point, I can't worry about anything else."

After speaking, Tang Min unfolded the Xuan paper, pressed it down with a paperweight, casually selected a brush, and completed the process of moistening the brush, dipping it, and licking it in one go.

In the past, writers wrote with divine inspiration; now, Tang Min's writing trembles.

Tang Min controlled her trembling hands and wrote stroke by stroke.

This time she wrote in the Ouyang Xun style. Although the Ouyang Xun style is known for its strict rules, she had no prior experience with it. She just looked at the calligraphy model and felt that the Ouyang Xun style was the most beautiful. It was too late to change her mind, so she could only grit her teeth and continue practicing.

Those around Tang Min watched her creation intently without making a sound.

Lu Yun slowly walked to Tang Min's side, her brows furrowed, thinking to herself, "Ouyang Xun's calligraphy style is what Minmin writes most often and is best at, so why is she so nervous?"

Today, Tang Min wrote a well-known Mid-Autumn Festival poem, Su Shi's "Prelude to Water Melody".

As she finished writing the last line, "May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, though separated by a thousand miles," Tang Min put down her brush and gently blew on the Xuan paper to help the ink dry faster.

Zeng Yunchen looked at the completed work, but he didn't completely relax. Lu Yun's comments were still to come, and that was the most important thing.

Everyone watched Lu Yun nervously as she picked up the Xuan paper, examined it from all angles, nodding and frowning as if deep in thought.

Zeng's father looked around and walked behind the desk, admiring Tang Min's work in the same way Lu Yun did.

After a while, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table and laughed loudly, saying, "Minmin, this calligraphy is excellent! Excellent! You have perfectly captured Ouyang Xun's style while maintaining your own unique flair. Not bad, not bad, hahahahaha."

Everyone present knew that Zeng's father usually seemed unserious, spending his time walking birds and fighting dogs, but because he loved to play, he was very knowledgeable about calligraphy, painting, and antiques. It was perfect for him to be the one to take the lead at this time.

Zeng's father immediately livened up the atmosphere, and everyone became less reserved, rushing to the desk and vying to see Tang Min's work.

Zeng Yunyue also stood on tiptoe and patted Kong Jie beside her, "Hey, I heard that your paintings are not easy to come by. I should have asked Yunchen for two when I was designing the courtyard for him."

Kong Jie looked at Zeng Yunyue with amusement, "When we designed that courtyard for Yunchen, Minmin hadn't even married into the family yet. Where were we supposed to get it?"

"Oh right, I forgot."

Kong Jie hugged his wife and quietly pushed upwards so that Zeng Yunyue could see more clearly.

"Why are Yunchen and Yunxing so tall? I can't even see them," Zeng Yunyue, who is usually quiet and elegant, occasionally reveals her girlish side in front of Kong Jie.

This is really not Zeng Yunyue's fault. The desk was only so big to begin with, and when everyone crowded around it, there wasn't enough space.

"Old Zeng is right. Minmin's poem is indeed well written. The strokes are clean and the characters are neat. Minmin, you can tell she has put in a lot of effort," Zeng's mother praised from the side.

She had seen Tang Min's works before, but she didn't know much about calligraphy and painting. Today's work looked similar to her previous ones. Yun Chen said that Minmin had been practicing for the past two weeks, so it seemed to be working.

"Sister-in-law, when you have time, could you write one for me too? I'll hang it in my room."

"okay"

With everyone's encouragement, Tang Min's heart gradually calmed down, and she readily agreed to Zeng Yunxing's request.

Zeng Yunchen squinted and bumped into Zeng Yunxing, who pretended not to care.

“Everyone says so, so I won’t stand on ceremony. Minmin, I want one too,” Zeng Yunyue said gently.

“Okay, no problem, big sister, I’ll write it down for you when I have time.” Another order, and Tang Min happily accepted it.

Lu Yun was the only one present who hadn't spoken yet. Tang Min looked at Lu Yun expectantly, wondering what kind of evaluation her master would give.

Whether it was the original owner's wish or because of her recent practice, she hoped to gain her master's approval more than anyone else, as if only her master's approval was the meaning of her writing this work.

“Minmin, this character is written incorrectly,” Lu Yun said, unlike the others who reacted. She picked up a brush and started making circles and dots on the rice paper.

"come here"

"Oh, okay, Master," Tang Min obediently stood over upon hearing her master's call.

"At this point, the finishing stroke should be more decisive; don't hesitate, finish it in one stroke."

"Um"

"And here, the spacing is inconsistent. You really need to break this bad habit. Every time I remind you, you just don't remember."

"Oh"

"On the premise of developing your own style, you must be familiar with how the predecessors wrote each character, understand?" "You are still young, don't be in such a hurry."

"Yes, I understand, Master."

As usual, Lu Yun patiently pointed out Tang Min's shortcomings word by word during her teaching.

Seeing this, Zeng's mother gave the others a look, and the family quietly left the study, leaving only a doorman to give the master and disciple some time alone.