The willows in the pond are covered in smoke. How can this be right?

Things like peaches burning on the embankment of the Jinjiang River, tea brewing by the spring chiseled in the wall, and lights hanging on the ripples of the brocade railings, barely conform to the five elements, but the order of the five elements and the structure of the font do not match, and the artistic conception is far worse.

All the talented men and women looked at Han Huaixi.

"Don't look at me, I can only make mistakes, not be right."

"cut!"

Li Zhaoying looked at Han Qingyun. Han Qingyun spread his hands, but he didn't have a perfect answer.

The literary competition ended with some chatting and laughing.

The top ten were also ranked.

First place, Song Wenkang.

Second place, Chen Chuwen.

Third place, Lu Tianming.

Fourth place, Qi Huayin.

Fifth place, Xie Fengnian.

Sixth place, Han Huaiyu.

Seventh place, Liu Shengyuan.

Eighth place, Meng Haichun.

Ninth place, Gu Xiang.

Tenth place, Zhao Huaimin.

Although only these ten people won prizes, people like Hua Qingran, Wang Heng, Liu Zhilian, Qi Shilin and others were also remembered because they performed extremely well in a certain competition.

Among the top ten, not only did they receive 20,000 taels of silver sponsored by Mingxianglou and Meishifang, but they were also given jade pendants and gold rings by Emperor Jilin and the Empress Dowager. What excited them most was the bestowal of official positions.

Even though their official positions were not high, they were all royal officials of the seventh or eighth rank, but at least they had entered the official career.

Emperor Ji Lin said that they could continue with the imperial examinations, which was a good opportunity to attack or defend, and this literary meeting was totally worth it.

Han Huaiyu is too young to be appointed to an official position for the time being.

Qi Huayin and Gu Xiang, holding the little sister in their arms, said they must sign up for next year's county exam.

In addition to these people, Guan Xueqin also selected several people with excellent qualifications to become teachers in various counties.

The first few talented people who came to Jiyang to challenge Han Huaiyu poked the beaming Lu Tianming...

Lu Tianming pretended not to notice and chatted with Liu Zhilian, Meng Haichun and others.

Jia Sidao was so angry at Lu Tianming that he vomited blood. It was Lu Tianming who clearly said that he wanted to suppress Han Huaiyu and Hua Qingran's arrogance and make them never dare to appear in the imperial examination hall again. Why did he remain silent?

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu..."

Lu Tianming was so angry at the tactless Jia Sidao that he was speechless.

"Brother Jia, stop talking. You've seen how many talented men Han Huaiyu has suppressed. Even Hua Qingran is better than most men. Don't humiliate yourself."

"Brother Lu, how can you be so arrogant as to suppress your masculinity? You are third, and Han Huaiyu is only sixth."

Lu Tian understood and his eyes almost rolled up to the sky. It really proved Han Huaian's words, "I have seen embarrassing things, but I have never seen such an embarrassing thing."

"Brother Jia, Han Huaiyu just celebrated his ninth birthday, and me? I'm much older than his father, Prime Minister Han!"

Jia Sidao, who is one year older than Lu Tianming, said: I think you are just implying something to me.

The tug-of-war between the two was seen by many people, especially the first group of twenty or so talented people who came to Ji Yang. They felt very uncomfortable looking at Lu Tianming.

Lu Tianming gained wealth and fame, and even became a seventh-rank official.

These people get nothing but jokes.

A young talent named Fang Yu deliberately raised his voice.

"Today is truly an eye-opener for me. Who could have imagined that today's grand event was simply due to Brother Lu Tianming's disdain for Miss Hua and Miss Han who were taking the imperial examinations?"

Almost everyone's eyes turned to Lu Tianming.

Lu Tianming wanted to kick Fang Yu out.

Fang Yu continued, "In fact, the results of today's competition also prove that Brother Lu has a keen eye. Seven of the top ten places are men, and the top three are all men. I am very pleased, hahaha!"

The crowd was silent for a moment, waiting for the upcoming verbal battle.

Han Huaixi had run to the third floor at the highest level at some point, and his clear and tender childish voice could be heard clearly.

"Bah, don't you even consider the ratio of the number of participants? We have 61 women, and three of us are in the top ten, while you have over 200 men, and only seven. If the number of participants were the same... haha, who do you think would win?"

Fang Yu was speechless. This was equivalent to choosing one woman out of twenty, while it took nearly thirty men to choose one.

Han Huaixi continued, "Sister Qi and Sister Gu are both young women under 20 years old."

As she spoke, she blew a kiss to Qi Huayin and Gu Xiang, making the two women want to hold her in their arms and give her a good rub.

"My sister, Han Huaiyu, is only nine years old. In our Han family, children start learning at the age of five, and my sister has only been in school for four years. You? Most people have at least thirty years, right? Tsk tsk..."

This very spiritual sound immediately attracted the sneers of the women.

Lu Tianming bowed to Han Huaixi and begged for mercy: "My little princess, please save some face for me. I admit now that I am not as good as my friend Huaiyu. Even if it is Miss Hua, I am not as good as her at her age."

Lu Tianming was very humble, and although he was a little flattering, his expression was sincere, and there was a bit of righteousness between his eyebrows, which made him not annoying.

Li Zhaoying nodded at Han Huaixi and laughed, "From today on, everyone in the world will know that women can surpass men and hold up half the sky."

"Okay, Your Majesty is right." Today, the women are no longer bound by the constraints of the boudoir. Emperor Ji Lin has vindicated women, which makes them very happy.

A man who had been sitting in the corner suddenly ran up to Li Zhaoying with a humbly look on his face and asked him some obscure sentences.

Everyone knows that Li Zhaowen is a man of both literary and military talents. He was called the talent of Jian'an when he was young. He is well-read and has extensive knowledge. It seems reasonable for this person to ask him for advice.

The man and Li Zhaoying were discussing in low voices when Han Qingyun shouted, "Your Majesty, be careful."

The man had already taken out a sharp dagger and stabbed it towards Li Zhaoying's chest.

At the same time, several assassins with extraordinary skills jumped out.

The group of scholars were so frightened that they stood there in shock, protected by the guards behind them.

Li Jianan, Han Huaijin, and Lu Changan flew in front of the Empress Dowager, Lu Yanyan and others.

Qi Jingyu and his guards protected the other judges in the middle.

Everything happened in just a moment.

Li Zhaoying pushed Han Qingyun to the side of the talented man who was protected by guards, snatched the man's dagger, and crippled his hands.

All the assassins headed towards Li Zhaoying.

Swords flashed, knives shone, and Li Zhaoying, with his bare hands, was besieged by five or six highly skilled assassins, yet he held his own.

The God of War Dayu displayed his prowess, and the talented men and women were dazzled and mesmerized.

Han Qingyun pretended to be startled and fell to the side, signaling to Li Zhaoying that it was enough and he should stop showing off.

If the guards didn't go on the scene, it would arouse suspicion. How could they watch the emperor fighting with the assassin while the guards protected others?

Li Zhaoying knocked all the assassins to the ground with some boredom and had them tied up. He was not yet satisfied with the fun.

Han Qingyun, possessed by his acting spirit, grabbed Li Zhaoying's clothes and said, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, they were just a few scoundrels. Zuo Chunming, all of these people will be thrown into jail. They dared to ruin the grand event of the Northern Ji Literary Festival. I will not let the person behind this easily!"

Zuo Chunming, who had been promoted to the commander of Li Zhaoying's personal guard, responded loudly and left with the disabled assassin.

Li Zhaoying turned to the crowd again and said, "I'm sorry to have frightened you all."

"I dare not, your humble servant. Thank you for your protection, Your Majesty."

Han Qingyun's face was filled with anger. "Over the past few days, we have arrested many people with bad intentions. I never thought that someone would sneak into the literary gathering. I underestimated the enemy. If the emperor or the scholars and guests are harmed in the slightest, I will die!"

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