Who put the yellow robe on me?

Emperor Liang's expression gradually darkened, and he stared sharply at Feng Liyan and Han Qingsong, as if he wanted to see through their inner thoughts.

The third princess, Yelu Mengmeng, was delighted at this moment, with a proud gleam in her eyes.

She waved her hand lightly, her tone tinged with sarcasm: "Tell me what you two heard, and confess the truth."

Feng Liyan's face was as pale as paper. He hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't finish his words. He lowered his head, a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and his hands were tightly clutched at the corners of his clothes, as if trying hard to suppress the fear in his heart.

Emperor Liang frowned, clearly losing his patience. His voice was filled with majesty and oppression: "What did you hear? Tell me!"

Feng Liyan's whole body trembled, and he suddenly fell to his knees, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, calm down! Your Majesty, calm down!"

Upon hearing this, Yelu Mengmeng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile. Her eyes gleamed with a triumphant glint, and she taunted him with a hint of provocation: "I didn't say 'Your Majesty, please calm down.'"

The ministers also heard the pride and provocation in her words, as if she was already certain that Jiang Chen would lose this round.

Yelu Mengmeng turned her gaze to the Sixteenth Prince, a sneer on her lips: "Sixteenth Prince, if they don't speak out, then you lose."

At this moment, Han Qingsong suddenly spoke, his voice clear and firm: "Your Majesty, I plead guilty! We both heard some nonsense, but we don't know whether we should speak it out!"

Han Qingsong's sudden remarks made the atmosphere in the hall suddenly tense, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Emperor Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if pondering the meaning of Han Qingsong's words.

After a moment, he nodded gently, his tone carrying a certain unquestionable majesty: "Since you have heard a piece of nonsense, you might as well say it out loud. I will forgive you the crime of disrespect first!"

Han Qingsong took a deep breath, his mind racing as he thought about his next words. Finally, he raised his head and said firmly, "Thank you, Your Majesty! We heard some gibberish coming from the listening tube: 'The Emperor of Daliang has agreed to lend us 300,000 dan of grain.'"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall fell into a dead silence. The faces of the ministers turned pale, and many even had a flash of panic in their eyes. Most of them had already seen through the Third Princess's conspiracy.

If Emperor Liang repeated the original words, Yelu Mengmeng would definitely say that the emperor never jokes, and then no matter what the final result was, she would still get 300,000 shi of grain.

Jiang Chen stood aside, his eyes showing no panic, but a faint smile.

He looked at Emperor Liang, and before he could speak, he suddenly burst into laughter: "Qingsong, you are indeed talking nonsense. If it weren't for my father pardoning you for the crime of disrespect in advance, I would definitely have the general punish you according to military law!"

Jiang Chen turned around and looked directly at the Third Princess, Yelu Mengmeng, with a sharp gaze. "I wonder, Princess, was that nonsense you just said?"

Yelu Mengmeng's smile froze slightly at this moment. She did not expect that the Sixteenth Prince would respond in this way under such circumstances, and she did not expect that he would turn the tables on her at this juncture.

She suddenly felt a little uneasy, but she quickly suppressed it.

She smiled softly, her voice gentle and full of charm: "Sixteenth Prince, you were joking. It was just a casual remark. Why take it so seriously?"

A flash of contempt flashed across Yelu Mengmeng's eyes. She had not taken the sixteenth prince of Daliang seriously at first, but now, she had to admit that this seemingly dandy prince was so difficult to deal with.

Her expression changed slightly, and she forced herself to remain calm, shrugged, and said with a forced smile, "You got this question right."

Emperor Liang laughed heartily, his voice filled with admiration and satisfaction. "Chen'er, these two children you found are indeed clever and have performed very well. Step aside for now, and we'll reward them together after this is over."

Han Qingsong and Feng Liyan were overjoyed when they heard this and quickly bowed in thanks, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

Yelu Mengmeng gritted her teeth in her heart. She knew that if she continued to dwell on the second question, she would only appear to be a rogue and lose the dignity of the Northern Qiang.

So, she suppressed her unhappiness, raised her head slightly, and said coldly: "Okay, then let's move on to the next question."

Jiang Chen turned around calmly and said with a smile, "The third question is about children lifting a tripod. In Northern Qiang, there are two children under the age of twenty who can easily lift a huge tripod."

When the ministers heard this difficult question, they became nervous again. The weight and size of the tripod were extremely astonishing. How could two children lift it?

Many people were secretly worried, thinking that this task was almost impossible to complete.

However, the Sixteenth Prince remained calm. He turned around and said to Emperor Liang, "Father, I have figured out a solution to this third question.

However, this hall is extremely narrow and I am afraid it will not be possible to perform. I, your son, would like to ask your Majesty to move outside the hall to watch."

Emperor Liang's eyes were full of expectation and admiration, and his opinion of the Sixteenth Prince had undergone a drastic change.

At this moment, he nodded without hesitation to any suggestion: "Okay, I'd like to go with you and take a look!"

All the ministers followed Emperor Liang and the Sixteenth Prince out of the palace. They were filled with curiosity and anticipation, wondering what method the Sixteenth Prince would use to solve this seemingly impossible problem.

After Jiang Chen stood still, he clapped his hands. Dian Zhang, Zhou Liangwei, Xu Ningce and Deng Yunde walked out slowly from four directions and grabbed the four corners of the tripod effortlessly.

"Lift!" With a low shout, the giant tripod was lifted up by four people together, and it was hung steadily in the air and carried away, as if it was effortless.

Xiong Zhiheng, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, stood by with a deep gaze and a half-smile as he said, "So this tripod can be lifted by four people. I thought it would take twelve people. It seems I was ignorant."

His words were understated, seemingly self-deprecating and hinting at his ignorance, but everyone present could hear the hidden sharpness in them.

Xiong Zhiheng was clearly demonstrating to the Northern Qiang, implying that the soldiers of Daliang were much stronger than those of the Northern Qiang.

"Hmph!" Yelu Mengmeng, the Third Princess of the Northern Qiang, looked slightly colder, a barely perceptible sneer curling up at the corner of her mouth. She seemed unconcerned with this blatant verbal dispute.

Yelu Mengmeng thought to herself that the "two children carrying the tripod" she proposed actually came from the records of ancient books of Northern Qiang. She herself had never seen real children able to do it, and the history books only had riddles.

This question is more like an unsolvable puzzle. The Beiqiang people have not found the answer even with their whole nation's efforts, and the sixteenth prince of Daliang is also unlikely to find the real solution.

As everyone walked out of the hall and came to the outside, they saw that several iron rods had been tied together to form a thick and long iron rod. The iron rod was thick and strong, shining with a cold metallic luster.

Emperor Liang's eyes showed a hint of curiosity and doubt, and he frowned slightly and asked, "Chen'er, what is this?"

Jiang Chen smiled confidently and answered respectfully, "Father, this is what the two children used to lift the tripod."

The ministers exchanged glances with each other and discussed in low voices how the Sixteenth Prince's tools were more bizarre than the others.

Some people were secretly guessing the purpose of this iron rod, while others were wondering whether it was just a trick of the Sixteenth Prince.