"What kind of help?" Lin Xuan asked.
Yang Wencheng pointed to the scroll. "This scroll is an innate spiritual artifact of the Literary Dao."
"It is said to have been created by a quasi-sage over thirty thousand years ago. It contains a trace of innate sage aura that can nourish an entire academy."
Lin Xuan nodded. "You want to activate that sage aura?"
According to Yang Wencheng, this sage aura was like a spiritual vein that nourished a sect.
Once activated, it would provide the entire academy with a constant stream of sage aura.
It would not only benefit everyone in the academy in their cultivation of the Literary Dao, but also enhance the academy's prestige and foundation.
After all, in the world of immortal cultivation,
an innate spiritual vein could even sustain a sect for a thousand or ten thousand years.
That showed just how tempting this innate sage aura was.
"Nothing gets past you, Emperor Consort." Yang Wencheng looked at him with reverence.
"To test the Literary Dao talent of future generations, that quasi-sage placed a challenge on the scroll."
"Only by writing the finest verse inspired by the scene on the scroll can one activate it!"
"Unfortunately, this old man is ignorant and untalented. I've studied it for two hundred years and still haven't solved it."
"Today, I've swallowed my pride and come to ask you, the Literary Saint, for help!"
Lin Xuan smiled faintly. "A small matter."
His mind quickly searched the Mysterious Absolute Heavenly Book for descriptions of scenery like that in the painting.
Yang Wencheng was overjoyed. The Emperor Consort had agreed, which meant this was as good as done!
He took out the writing brush he carried with him and respectfully offered it. "Emperor Consort, please!"
Lin Xuan took the brush and casually wrote twelve characters on the scroll.
Northern Xuan's splendor: a thousand miles sealed in ice, ten thousand miles of snow swirling!
As the twelve characters landed, a golden light suddenly burst from the entire scroll.
A rich stream of innate sage aura transformed in midair into a misty cloud of seven-colored radiance.
It surged vast and mighty, as if it would endure for all eternity.
Yang Wencheng was so excited that he bowed to Lin Xuan three times in succession.
"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"
"The Emperor Consort's twelve characters are magnificent and majestic, breathtakingly grand!"
Yang Wencheng couldn't stop praising him.
The Empress had indeed chosen her Emperor Consort with a discerning eye.
The Emperor Consort was so talented. Surely the Empress, too, felt he was the best person to educate the children; she had probably just felt too awkward to say so.
It seemed he had made the right choice in coming today.
He had not only followed the Empress's wishes and resigned from his teaching post,
but also gained the Emperor Consort's help and successfully obtained the innate sage aura.
This trip had truly achieved two things at once!
At the thought, Yang Wencheng excitedly cradled the scroll and turned to leave.
He couldn't wait to hang it in the academy he had founded.
He wanted all the academy's disciples to admire Lin Xuan's twelve golden words.
As for Lin Xuan's crooked handwriting, it could be overlooked completely.
Bathed in the Seven-Colored Holy Radiance, his writing seemed to have returned to simplicity, with profound skill concealed beneath an unadorned appearance.
In Yang Wencheng's eyes, perhaps this was simply how someone at the Literary Saint level wrote—so deep and unfathomable.
Watching Yang Wencheng hurry away without even saying goodbye, Lin Xuan shook his head with a smile.
He hadn't expected one casually written line to make Yang Wencheng treasure it like a priceless object.
Since Yang Wencheng had helped educate the children, Lin Xuan would consider it a gift in return.
"Wow, Father is amazing!"
"Father can even teach the teacher, so I'm going to call Father the teacher's teacher!"
Xuanzhu and the others clapped happily, their eyes shining with excitement.
Xuanhan even came up with a new title for Lin Xuan on a whim.
Lin Xuan affectionately tapped Xuanhan on the nose. "Sweetheart, if you call Father the teacher's teacher, aren't you afraid you'll make me sound old?"
"Would it?" Xuanhan looked worried at once. She tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Father is Father. Even if you become a teacher, you're still our Father!"
"Well said. You're so clever!" Lin Xuan affectionately kissed the little girl's chubby cheek.
"Father, you have to kiss us too!"
Xuanzhu, Xuanxi, and Xuanyou each pointed to their own cheeks.
"Of course!"
Lin Xuan happily gave each of his daughters a kiss.
Afterward, Lin Xuan prepared to teach his daughters.
With the Mysterious Absolute Heavenly Book, the knowledge stored in his mind was practically monstrous in scope.
From astronomy and geography to local customs and human affairs, it covered everything.
He could be said to know everything there was to know.
With four bright and clever daughters, he was fully confident he could raise them into little stars of wisdom, knowledgeable about the world.
To make teaching easier, Lin Xuan had a servant find an imperial craftsman and make a blackboard out of the finest nanmu wood.
Seeing Lin Xuan's ingenious idea, both the servants and the craftsmen praised his wisdom.
The little girls were even more intrigued. They crowded around the blackboard, chattering as they examined it for quite a while.
Then Lin Xuan used the blackboard to write and teach them.
Before they knew it, an hour had passed, and the little girls were still engrossed.
They found Father's lessons so interesting—far more captivating than their tutor's.
But after such a long time, the little girls were getting tired.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan let them rest for a while and eat some pastries and fruit the servants brought over.
While her three sisters were busy eating, Xuanxi sneaked up to Lin Xuan.
She pulled out a piece of paper and showed it to him with a mysterious air.
"Father, how exactly do you read this character?"
Lin Xuan lowered his head and saw three Chinese characters for "earth" written on it.
Lin Xuan smiled. "It's pronounced 'yao.'"
"Oh!" Xuanxi nodded.
Noticing that the little girl seemed a little unusual, Lin Xuan asked, "Have you been unable to remember what this character is called?"
Xuanxi blushed slightly and nodded. "Yes. The tutor taught it to me several times, but I always forget it soon afterward."
"My sisters can all remember it right away, but I'm the only one who keeps forgetting!"
She hugged Lin Xuan's arm, looking troubled. "Father, am I stupider than they are?"
"Of course not!" Lin Xuan ruffled her little head. "You're all equally clever!"
He understood now. Because Xuanxi kept forgetting the character, she had grown a little insecure.
"Then why do I always forget it?" Xuanxi blinked her big eyes.
With the Perfect Dad Tutorial, Lin Xuan knew exactly why!
He answered gently, "Actually, every child has characters they can't remember when they're learning to read."
"But Father has a magical trick that will make sure you never forget it again."
The tutorial had taught him that
if he wanted the children to learn their characters more quickly, he couldn't teach them in a rigid way.
The best approach was to make learning fun.
A lively story or nursery rhyme could help the lesson stick in their minds.
"Then tell me right now, Father!" Xuanxi could hardly wait.
Lin Xuan smiled. "It's a nursery rhyme. Sing it together with Father!"
Then he began to sing the adapted rhyme.
"Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, rock to Grandma's bridge."
"Grandma's bridge, three piles of earth, rock along with me."
"I asked the earth what it was called. Its name was 'yao' too."
Xuanxi sang along once, then her eyes lit up. "Three piles of earth are called 'yao' too!"
"That's right." Lin Xuan asked, "Can you remember it now?"
"Of course!" Xuanxi immediately sang the adapted rhyme again, without missing a single word.
Ding!
The system's mechanical voice rang out.
"You taught your second daughter to remember a new character. Reward: Chaos Holy Body!"
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