When He Was Nine Years Old, He Wrote Poems for a Dandy and Alarmed His Old Master.

[Ancient history + imperial examination + genius + pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger + getting rich + counterattack + full-level boss] "Master Fang, this song "Die Lian Hua" is worth two cents of silver and will not be credited." Nine-year-old Xie Yan, wearing a shabby patchwork coat, pushed a piece of rice paper with wet ink in front of the Fang family man. In his previous life, he was a doctor of classical literature. When he was reborn in the Jing Dynasty, he was in a desperate situation when the whole family ran out of food! In order to give his starving sister a bite of meat, he had no choice but to condescend to be a little book boy in Qinglu Academy and start a ghostwriting business. Everyone laughed at him for being a lowly guy from a humble family who couldn't even afford Shu Xiu. Until the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Jingcheng shocked everyone with the words written by Xie Yan, causing the oiran to exclaim and the celebrities to lose their voices. The former imperial master who had retired for many years stared at the piece of paper and pushed away the chessboard: "Check! These are definitely not words that the idiot from the Fang family could write. They were actually penned..."