You are asked to marry in place of the tyrant, and you allow the tyrant to send you to marry?

"Okay! I will trust you for now. I don't think you dare to go back on your word in front of all the civil and military officials in the court!"

Du Qingwan snapped her fingers and her face quickly lit up with joy.

[When I win this competition, I will ask the dog emperor to let me go.

I will ask him for another thousand taels of gold. I will leave the palace and find a secluded place to live out the rest of my life in anonymity.]

This was the first good thing that Du Qingwan thought of, and she instantly became full of fighting spirit.

"Mr. Sun, please give me some questions! I'm anxious to receive the reward!"

"Ha ha……"

Du Qingwan smiled playfully and kept urging Sun Shangde.

Upon seeing this, all the civil and military officials in the court could not help but burst into laughter, and everyone was waiting to see Loulan make a fool of herself.

"You? You are just a yellow-haired girl, your baby teeth haven't even grown yet, and you're already barking like a mad dog!"

Sun Shangde was so angry that he gnashed his teeth in hatred.

At this moment, the young man in white suddenly came over and reminded Sun Shangde in a deep voice:

"Sun Shangde, if you still lose this round, then wait for the eldest prince to take your head! Hurry up and beat her!"

"Don't try to scare me. I will definitely win this game!"

Sun Shangde rolled his eyes at the young man in white, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

It can be seen that he is still so confident this time.

"Empress Daye, although you won the previous round, you still cannot escape the suspicion of copying..."

Sun Shangde walked up to Du Qingwan with a sullen face, implying in a bad mood that she had copied other people's poems.

Du Qingwan immediately lost her composure and quickly interrupted him:

"Where's the evidence? You don't have it, right? I'm telling you, this poem 'Ao Mei' is my original poem!

I have not only composed this poem, I have composed countless poems. If you don’t believe me, listen carefully to them!”

Du Qingwan's reaction was a bit extreme, and everyone present was stunned and broke into a cold sweat for her.

As for her victory with the song "Aomei" just now, if she kept a low profile, she could move on from it and prepare for the next competition.

But Du Qingwan's stubbornness was far beyond everyone's imagination.

She was determined to seek justice for herself, and in the process, she defeated the three Loulan envoys so badly that they accepted their defeat with all their heart.

Du Qingwan won a competition and stole the show. Du Zhirou had long been jealous and was trying to bring her down.

Hearing Du Qingwan's arrogant words, she couldn't help but join in the fun and pretended to comfort her:

"Sister, in my opinion, let's just forget it, right?

Even if your poem was copied, they still haven't found evidence, right?

Why would you risk copying a few more songs and let them continue to laugh at you?

Don’t forget, you are the queen of our Daye…”

Du Qingwan could never have imagined that Du Zhirou not only looked like she didn't mind any trouble, but also had no sense of shame at all.

I really don't know what that dog emperor Zhu Yunhao likes about her.

Big-breasted and brainless green tea girls like her would have been extinct in the 21st century. How could she have the chance to show off here?

"Du Zhirou! If you don't understand, just shut up and stop embarrassing yourself here!

I think you really want me to lose! No! You want Daye to lose!"

Du Qingwan really had no patience at all. Her temper flared up and her eyes bulged as big as eggs.

Zhang Xingguo had long disliked Du Zhirou, but because the emperor was present, he did not dare to order her to be thrown out.

After enduring for a while, he could no longer bear it and shouted:

"Rou Fei, if you don't understand, just stay still and don't make things worse!"

After speaking sternly, Zhang Xingguo glared at Du Zhirou fiercely, as if he wanted to chop her into pieces and feed her to wild dogs.

Upon hearing this, Du Zhirou also became frightened.

She ignored the strange looks from everyone present, and began to act like a drama queen, crying out for justice:

"Oh, sister, please don't wrongly accuse me!

I naturally hope that Daye can win the competition!

Your Majesty! Look at my sister. She always wants to make things difficult for me, and she even teamed up with Prime Minister Zhang to bully me..."

Zhu Yunhao is also a weirdo, very unpredictable. He always treats Du Zhirou indifferently, leaving everyone at a loss as to what to do.

But after Du Zhirou's crying, Zhu Yunhao realized the seriousness of the problem. He tilted his head to glance at Eunuch Liu and winked at him quietly.

Eunuch Liu understood instantly, waved his whisk, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Someone, take Concubine Rou away!"

"Yes!"

"Your Majesty, I am innocent! Your Majesty..."

In less than half a minute, as the crying gradually subsided, Du Zhirou was taken away from Qiankun Hall by several eunuchs.

The Qiankun Hall suddenly became silent and no one dared to make a noise anymore.

"Queen, you just said you wrote a lot of poems?

I order you to recite a few poems to Prince Wanyan and the others!"

After a moment's silence, Zhu Yunhao suddenly spoke and asked Du Qingwan to write a few more poems on the spot.

Du Qingwan had memorized many Tang and Song poems in the past, and she could recite the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, without showing any sign of nervousness.

"Of course. Mr. Sun, please feel free to ask any questions you like."

Du Qingwan smiled indifferently, her cold gaze fell on Sun Shangde, and the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily.

Sun Shangde had just lost a game, so he didn't dare to be careless. He thought for a moment and quickly asked the question:

"Empress Daye, in order to prevent you from cheating again, I will set the questions for this competition myself.

Since ancient times, men have fought on the battlefield, while women have stayed at home to take care of their husbands and children and fulfill their duties.

In fact, there were many women who joined the army. The title of my poem is, "Write a poem about a woman leading troops to the battlefield!"

"Isn't this simple? There are thousands of military recruitment scrolls, and my master is called upon to fight in every scroll. I only regret that I don't have an elder brother, so I am willing to be a man and fight for my master!"

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful! This rare poem about a woman joining the army in place of her father is a masterpiece that will be remembered for all time!"

The head of the Hanlin Academy, Zhong Shanzhu, has always been good at reciting poems and composing couplets, but he has never seen such a peerless poem as this one.

Now, hearing Du Qingwan's casual recitation, he felt that it had a very important meaning, so he quickly bent down and copied it down carefully to prevent it from being forgotten by the world.

“Come on, let’s record this in history! Publicize it throughout Daye City tomorrow and let the common people pass it down from generation to generation! Haha…”

After copying, Zhong Shanzhu quickly handed the poem to his subordinates to keep, and instructed them on the spot to publicize it the next day.

When Sun Shangde saw this, he was so angry that his lungs hurt and his face turned green.

He couldn't believe that Du Qingwan could compose such beautiful poems in such a short time.

"How's it going, Mr. Sun? Are you still going to continue?"

With the approval of Zhong Shanzhu, the head of the Hanlin Academy, Du Qingwan became more confident and looked at Sun Shangde provocatively.

Sun Shangde would not accept this and immediately asked another question, but his voice was trembling slightly.

"Emperors all love to taste fine wine. Please compose a poem about wine!"

In Sun Shangde's subconscious mind, he believed that the previous two poems were both about women, and it was pure luck that Du Qingwan was able to answer them smoothly.

This time the topic is related to wine. Poems of this type are mostly written by men, so Du Qingwan definitely cannot answer it.

"Empress Daye, what's wrong? You can't do it anymore?

You were just taking shortcuts in the first two poems, I want to see how you write this poem!"

Sun Shangde was so happy that his mouth was crooked with smile.

But Du Qingwan didn't care, she sneered and said:

"I drink from the glass cup of clear wine, I hate to drink from Du Kang when the smoke of war urges me to drink.

Don't laugh at me, my drunken corpse floating on the water. I fought in my youth and I'm back in my old age!"

"Mr. Sun, how is my poem?"

After Du Qingwan finished composing the poem "Drunk on Glass", she smiled triumphantly at Sun Shangde, her brows full of a sense of accomplishment.

Sun Shangde almost fainted from anger, clutching his heart:

"This? How is this possible? I just lost just like that!"

At this point, Sun Shangde still couldn't believe that Du Qingwan could have such talent.

Undoubtedly, Du Qingwan won this round again.