Helian Muge's small body was lying on the big desk, writing hard, mumbling to himself as if to cheer himself up.
But she couldn't get used to it no matter how hard she used the brush. The words she wrote were twisted and slanted, no better than a turtle crawling over. She looked at the horrible font in front of her and looked pitifully at the person who was supervising her.
Zisu asked in a low voice.
"Will this one work?"
Zisu watched silently, shook his head, and grabbed it with both hands. The ancient poem that Helian Muge had copied so hard was instantly crumpled into a ball and thrown to the ground along with the many papers on the ground.
"Oh, Zisu, if you don't pass, I'm going to faint. This is already the fiftieth one, the fiftieth one!"
Helian Muge lay on the table and looked up at the ground. There were balls of paper all over the ground. They were all her work. But Zi Su was thrown to the ground after she failed to pass the test.
She was lying on the table with her long little hands facing the paper ball on the ground. It was the result of her hard work all morning!
woo woo woo woo!
"But if the Queen sees a font like yours, doesn't it still have to be rewritten?"
Zisu helped Helian Muge sit upright and continued.
"It's better to work hard to write it now. Even if the number of sheets is not enough, the Queen will not scold you."
"Alas! But the brush is so soft that it's hard to write with. It's as smooth as a ballpoint pen!"
Helian Muge shook her head and sighed. Now she misses the modern ballpoint pen. It fits easily in her hand and writes smoothly.
"Ballpoint pen! What is that?"
Zi Su raised her eyebrows in surprise. When did such a pen exist? Has the princess seen it before?
"Princess, have you ever seen a pen like this? Is it easy to write with?"
"Of course, it's easy to pick up and write smoothly, eh! But,,,,,,"
I can do it! Helian Muge suddenly remembered that he didn’t make a pen made of duck feathers when he was a child?
It’s also good to use that instead of a brush for writing!
Helian Muge's bright starry eyes blinked suddenly. Well, she decided to use duck feathers as a pen. This soft brush was really difficult to write with.
"Zisu, let's make our own pens!"
"Do it yourself? How to do it? Do you want to use bamboo? I'll ask someone to chop it down!"
"No! Just come with me. Uh, just ask, there are ducks, chickens, and geese there!"
"Chicken, duck, goose? Of course the imperial dining room has it! Princess, what do you want chicken, duck, goose for? Do you want to eat it tonight? I will tell the kitchen to do it."