I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Master Zhuang walked into the classroom with steady steps, and the originally noisy classroom became quiet in an instant.

He glanced at everyone and finally landed on Minglan.

He seemed to notice something strange about Minglan, and his brows furrowed slightly, but he said nothing.

Master Zhuang cleared his throat, and his cloudy eyes swept over the disciples sitting below him, finally landing on the desk.

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful, as if carrying the power to penetrate people's hearts: "Today, I will give you a strategic plan."

He paused, his eyes sharpened, and his tone became more serious: "Now there is a country with fertile land and prosperous people, but it is surrounded by powerful neighbors who are eyeing it covetously."

"There are old aristocratic families in the country who control many industries and are entangled with the power of the court. The implementation of government policies is often blocked. There is also the rise of a new merchant class with a strong desire for profit, which causes price fluctuations and disrupts people's livelihood."

"If you were the Prime Minister, how would you promote the good and eliminate the evil, maintain national security at home, defend against foreign enemies, and ensure the prosperity of the nation and the happiness of the people? Please discuss this in detail."

As soon as the words fell, the school fell into silence.

Minglan still sat in the corner, expressionless, as if she was out of the matter.

The topic of the policy essay was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart again and again, making her feel suffocated.

State? Powerful neighbor? Aristocratic family? Merchant?

The words buzzed in her ears, but failed to arouse her interest in the slightest.

Her world had already collapsed with Wei Xiaoniang's departure, leaving only darkness and silence.

She numbly turned the pages of the book, her fingertips touching the cold paper, but she could not feel a trace of warmth.

Her heart was as cold and hard as the paper.

Gu Tingye, however, looked excited. He rubbed his hands together, and his eyes were shining with eagerness to try.

This kind of topic is just what he likes.

He likes challenges and the feeling of being able to plan and win battles from afar.

He stood up straight, his eyes bright, and he had already started to think about his own strategy in his mind.

Changbai frowned and looked solemn.

He comes from a wealthy family and is well aware of the interests involved.

This question not only tests your knowledge, but also your insight into and control over the current situation.

He must think carefully before he can give a convincing answer.

Molan observed the reactions of the people around her calmly, with a barely perceptible smile on her lips.

She was born into a noble family, had been well-read since childhood, and had some understanding of court affairs.

This question was not difficult for her.

She believed that she could write an outstanding policy paper that would impress Zhuang Xuejiu.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the classroom was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of pens scratching across paper.

Gu Tingye put down his pen first with a confident smile on his face.

He stood up and walked to Zhuang Xuejiu, presented his policy paper with both hands, and said in a clear voice: "I have completed the policy paper, please review it, sir."

Zhuang Xuejiu took the policy paper and read it carefully.

His brows were sometimes relaxed, sometimes furrowed, and there was no expression on his face.

After a long while, he put down his policy paper, his eyes fell on Gu Tingye, and he said calmly: "Your policy paper is quite insightful, but too radical and lacks prudence."

When Gu Tingye heard this, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed across his face, but he did not refute.

He knew that Zhuang Xuejiu's evaluations were always very strict, and to receive such an evaluation was already quite good.

Qi Heng also completed his policy paper. His policy paper was elegant in writing and clear in thought, but it seemed somewhat conservative.

Zhuang Xuejiu's evaluation was: "It is quite standard, but lacks courage."

Changbai's policy proposal appears steady and grand. It not only takes into account the interests of all parties, but also proposes practical solutions.

Zhuang Xuejiu's evaluation was: "Thoughtful and insightful."

The three people's policy proposals all have their own merits, but Zhuang Xuejiu did not seem satisfied.

His gaze fell on Minglan again.

Minglan still kept her head down, motionless, as if she didn't hear Zhuang Xuejiu's question.

Zhuang Xuejiu sighed and was about to speak when he heard a crisp voice.

“Students also want to try it.”

The one who spoke was Molan.

She walked lightly to Mr. Zhuang and bowed gracefully with an elegant and graceful manner.

Zhuang Xuejiu's eyes flashed with admiration, and he nodded, "Molan, you are well-known for your talent, and you are also the daughter of Princess Fuxi, who is as capable as any man. I would like to see what you think."

Molan smiled slightly, and calmly unfolded her strategy and began to tell her story.

Her voice was clear and melodious, like a mountain spring, flowing slowly in the school.

She first analyzed the current situation, pointed out the internal and external troubles facing the state, and then proposed her own solutions.

She believes that in order to promote benefits and eliminate disadvantages and ensure national security, we must start from three aspects.

The first is to rectify the administration of officials, crack down on corruption, and restore the integrity of the court; the second is to support agriculture and sericulture, develop the economy, and improve people's livelihood; the third is to strengthen armaments, resist foreign enemies, and defend the country.

Her policy paper is well-organized, well-argued, concise and convincing.

Everyone in the school was listening fascinatedly. Even Minglan, who was originally absent-minded, couldn't help but raise her head and look at Molan.

She had to admit that Molan's policy proposal was indeed brilliant.

Every word Molan spoke was like a sharp sword, piercing through the haze that shrouded her heart.

Her heart seemed to gradually wake up with Molan's voice.

As Gu Tingye listened to Molan's strategy, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He always thought that Molan was just a delicate lady from a wealthy family, but he didn't expect her to have such insight.

Qi Heng's face was full of admiration. He had always admired Molan, and now he was even more impressed by her talent.

Changbai also nodded secretly. Molan's policy proposal was not only brilliant in writing, but also quite feasible. It was indeed rare.

Zhuang Xuejiu nodded frequently as he listened, his eyes full of admiration.

He didn't expect that Molan's policy proposal would be so outstanding, completely exceeding his expectations.

After Molan finished her policy talk, the classroom fell into silence.

After a long moment, Zhuang Xuejiu finally came to his senses. He clapped his hands and laughed, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Molan, your policy proposal is truly perfect. I am ashamed to be inferior to you!"

He looked at Molan, his eyes full of admiration and expectation, and said in a loud voice: "Your knowledge far exceeds that of your peers. You are worthy of being the daughter of Princess Fuxi! In time, you will become a great person!"

Molan smiled slightly, without a trace of pride on her face. Instead, she said modestly, "Sir, you are too kind. I am just doing my best."

Zhuang Xuejiu waved his hand, signaling Molan not to be modest, then turned to look at the other disciples and said loudly:

"Did you all hear that? Molan's policy is the true way to govern the country and maintain national security! You must study hard and think diligently, so that you can serve the country and benefit the people in the future!"

Several people responded, looking at Molan with eyes full of admiration and envy.

Minglan also looked at Molan silently, feeling mixed emotions.