Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 549 Shocking! The Grace and Magnificence of Princess Yongning【1 Update】

Chapter 549: 549 Shocking! The Grace and Magnificence of Princess Yongning【1 Update】

The announcement mentioned a total of eighteen names.

Those not in the calligraphy field had never heard of these names, including Yong Dongyue.

One might not know the names, but the title of president of the Calligraphy Association was enough to cause a sensation.

Soon, the media moved the notice to major social platforms.

#President of Calligraphy Association among eighteen removed from position!#

#Urgent Calligraphy Association Announcement#

[???]

[Am I opening this wrong? The youth calligraphy finals were just this morning, and by the afternoon, the president of the Calligraphy Association has been removed?]

[Once the four words ’cronyism and fraud’ come out, it confirms that there was something fishy about today’s awards, right? First place should indeed have gone to Ye Wanlan!]

[Damn, does Ye Wanlan have such a big face? She publicly fell out with the Calligraphy Association and not only was she not blacklisted, but the president of the association was replaced? What kind of Arabian Nights story is this?]

[Am I the only one curious about who has the power to change the president of the Calligraphy Association?]

Old Mr. Fu took the matter into his own hands, and indeed, the Calligraphy Association acted very quickly.

Moreover, as Yong Dongyue had been doing a lot of illegal things in private, he was taken away for investigation shortly after being removed from the position of president of the Calligraphy Association.

The entire Calligraphy Association was in great turmoil, everyone was on edge, all racking their brains to reflect on whether they had done anything similar.

After purging the Calligraphy Association with a firm hand, Elder Fu handed the matter over to Miao Fanghua and accepted an invitation to the Lin Family.

Ye Wanlan had been waiting, and she stepped forward: "Elder Fu."

"Elder Fu," Ye Wanlan said, taking a step forward.

"Friend Ye, I’ve let you down today," Elder Fu said with a bitter smile upon seeing her, "Those seeking fame and accolades should have awarded you the prize because of me. In the end, I became an accomplice to the powers that be."

"Elder Fu, you are completely wrong about that," Ye Wanlan gently shook her head, "You knew nothing about it before the incident happened, how could it be your fault? I also want to thank you for seeking justice for me."

"With Friend Ye’s skills, who needs an old man like me?" Elder Fu said with a smile, "If it weren’t for Mr. Yan sending me all the evidence, I still wouldn’t know how long I would have been kept in the dark."

People like Yong Dongyue treated calligraphy as a tool for gaining fame and money, something he absolutely could not tolerate.

Yan Tingfeng blinked lightly upon hearing this and smiled, "Elder Fu’s authority clearly has not diminished, and only you could have handled matters so successfully in such a short time."

"The internal transfer of duties within the Calligraphy Association is in progress, and in a moment, your deserved award will be returned to you, Friend Ye," Elder Fu said as he stroked his beard, "Let’s not dwell on these trifles. I want to see with my own eyes your calligraphy."

He had only seen a segment of the live stream, but with something like calligraphy, one had to see it in person to appreciate its impact.

Ye Wanlan nodded and unrolled the prepared scroll.

The verdicts of the Six Great Sects and the sentence "Master of Highest Heaven Tower, supreme under heaven" were displayed before Elder Fu.

In that instant, he seemed to experience the surging Jianghu of a thousand years ago, where numerous heroes emerged.

Taiyi Palace, Divine Strategy Army, Great Purity Sect, Heavenly Sound Sect, Mount Penglai, and Beiming Sect, combined with the Highest Heaven Tower standing above the Six Great Sects, evoked the majestic and breathtaking Jianghu era of Shenzhou.

"Good... very good!" Elder Fu’s eyes were filled with astonishment, "Friend Ye is so young, yet you have already mastered the Fu Style so well, even I feel ashamed."

Asking himself, he realized that at Ye Wanlan’s age, he could not have produced such fine work.

"I’ve been practicing calligraphy for a long time," Ye Wanlan said, "Elder Fu, as the foremost authority of Fu Style, is truly deserving of respect."

She had nine hundred and ninety-nine more years of practice time than others, which naturally meant much longer to learn.

"You’ve practiced for a long time, but don’t you think I have too?" Elder Fu said with a bemused laugh, "I am many times older than you this year, but I wonder about this piece of work..."

"Elder Fu, I’ve already sent this piece off. It wouldn’t be right to take it back," Ye Wanlan explained with a smile. "So I’d like to write a separate piece for you, in person, which would be even better."

"Of course!" Elder Fu brightened up, "Then I’ll trouble you, Friend Ye."

Ye Wanlan led him to the study on the second floor: "What would Elder Fu like me to write?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Fu pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "My ancestors and Princess Yongning were very close. Princess Yongning visited the Fu Guang Ancestor seven times to persuade him to leave seclusion, becoming close friends. So, please use the Fu Style to write a historical phrase describing Princess Yongning, Friend Ye."

Ye Wanlan was slightly taken aback, then smiled after a moment, "Alright."

The ink already ground, she dipped her brush and slowly began to write eight bold characters on the white xuan paper.

—— Silver saddle, white horse, incomparable elegance.

These eight words were actually left behind by the Carefree King, Yan Shunhua.

Because of Yan Shunhua’s immense popularity with the common folk, this phrase spread widely as well.

That day, when Princess Yongning returned to Fengyuan, she was riding on a white horse adorned with silver.

"What an ’Silver saddle, white horse, incomparable elegance!’" Elder Fu’s expression was greatly moved, "Truly well written!"

His discerning eye could easily tell that the eight characters written by Ye Wanlan were even superior to the submission from the final competition.

Without exaggeration, Ye Wanlan’s mastery of the Fu Style calligraphy was unmatched by others.

Yan Tingfeng watched the eight characters silently, his thoughts drifting back three hundred years.

Princess Yongning brought back much good news upon her return to Fengyuan this time.

Back then, disturbances re-emerged in Jianghu, with villains inciting chaos, which he went to decisively quell.

The painting had been handed to him by the Left Protector after he had dealt with the rogue.

As a significant power in Jianghu, the Highest Heaven Tower naturally had its own informants in Fengyuan City.

But what these informants did most was sketch Princess Yongning and then send the paintings back to the Highest Heaven Tower.

On the painting, Princess Yongning rode into the city on a horse, exuding a majestic aura.

Yet neither the painting nor these eight characters could fully capture Princess Yongning’s grace and splendor, presumably only offering a glimpse of her brilliance.

Did he regret it?

Yan Tingfeng turned his head slightly away.

Of course, he had regrets.

"I am grateful to Friend Ye for writing these eight characters for me, and I will cherish them," Elder Fu carefully stored away the scroll, smiling warmly, "I will stay in Yunjing for two more days, and then I will return to Fengyuan. I still prefer the homeland and customs of Fengyuan."

Yunjing may well be a metropolitan city with rapid technological advancements, but only the ancient city of Fengyuan could provide him with inner peace.

"Elder Fu, this is a traditional medicine I’ve specially prepared for you," Ye Wanlan presented a wooden box, "Your health is good overall, but you still have some old ailments. This medicine can help strengthen your body and extend your life."

Elder Fu couldn’t hide his surprise: "Friend Ye, how did you know about my health...?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes inspection, auscultation and olfaction, inquiry, and palpation," Ye Wanlan said with a slight smile, "I have also taken your pulse."

"I see," Elder Fu inhaled softly, "Friend Ye, you truly are remarkable."

He accepted the wooden box and treasured it greatly.

Bing He and Tie Ma once again took to the carriage to escort Elder Fu back to his residence in Yunjing.

"Tingting, I didn’t really write the characters in the competition seriously," Ye Wanlan turned around, "Shall I write you another set?"

"No need," Yan Tingfeng shook his head gently, "I like it very much, this one is perfect."

The significance of this set of characters was unique to him.

**

That evening, Miss Fu Qiao returned to the hotel, sitting and waiting, yet the Calligraphy Association hadn’t delivered the remaining prizes to her.

Though she was not in want, it didn’t mean she didn’t want them.

Miss Fu Qiao immediately called them up, asking somewhat impatiently, "Where are my prizes? You’re not holding them back, are you?"

The person on the other end paused for a moment, and a few seconds later, they asked, "Miss Fu Qiao, did... did you not see the official website notice?"

Miss Fu Qiao frowned, "What notice?"

She had successfully defended her title as the champion of the Youth Calligraphy Association today, which should have been a joyous occasion.

So she arranged to meet several acquaintances in Yunjing to celebrate, who had the time to check the official website notice?

"Well... you’d best see for yourself," the person on the other end sighed, suggesting tactfully, "Elder Fu personally visited the association because of an outburst over today’s awarding session. The current chairman is no longer Yong Dongyue, and your prize has also been revoked."