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... entered the palace, he wasn't required to write very well. As long as he could recognize the characters and write them, it was enough.
At that time, his rank was low, and he wasn't a chief eunuch who needed to draft documents and announcements for the master. What he wrote only needed to be passable.
Let alone the art of painting and calligraphy.
Yi Yao, who was grinding ink nearby, widened her eyes: "Sir, is this poem... yours?"
Chen Mo shook his head, "Yaoyao, h ...
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