"The geography and climate of Fengshadu are special. There is a plant called Fudi that grows there. Fudi covers the ground like a carpet and only exists in Fengshadu. The soldiers leaning against each other are standing on Fudi."

A cold aura lingered between Yan Wei's brows. He pointed to the foreground and said, "As for the capital, there are too many iconic buildings and people. Miss Su, art comes from life, which makes it more real and moving. Things imagined out of thin air, if not imbued with emotion, are just lifeless objects."

Before he could finish speaking, a contestant next to him immediately chimed in, "I can see it now. The close-up is from Wang Ji Steamed Bun Shop on West Street. I even went there to buy steamed buns this morning before the competition."

Another contestant chimed in, “Yes, yes, that vendor pushing the cart is selling things. I see him every time I pass by that street.”

"And that little kid with pigtails, he's so cute, chubby and adorable. Every time I see him, I want to pinch his cheeks." Another contestant said excitedly, as if he had discovered a treasure.

……

More and more contestants recognized the Beijing in the foreground as the very city where they lived.

Song Siyao brought the place where they lived into the painting.

These voices were like sharp swords, constantly piercing Su Qingshuang, leaving her covered in wounds.

She felt ashamed, angry, and embarrassed.

Her grandfather was a renowned Grand Tutor, a man of vast learning and exceptional talent, a role model for scholars throughout the land.

But she didn't even recognize the plant called "Fodi" (覆地), and she didn't even know that such a special plant existed in Fengshadu.

Of course, everyone's abilities are limited, and it's not that everyone can master every kind of knowledge.

She had never been to Fengsha Ferry, nor did she like reading geography books, so it's understandable that she didn't recognize Fudi.

But what about the capital?

This is where she lives, right beside her, yet she still doesn't recognize it.

Moreover, she accused Yan Wei of having no evidence to prove that this was the capital city.

Little did they know, evidence was everywhere.

As Yan Wei said, she was a joke.

But she is Su Qingshuang, a pampered young lady in the eyes of the world. How could she admit defeat?

She sneered, raising her voice to vent her anger, and incidentally taking a jab at those who had just recognized the evidence in the painting.

“I am different from you. I travel by carriage every day, unlike you who have to walk. I can observe the things around me anytime and anywhere.”

"Besides, I have so many things to do every day, where would I find the time to observe those insignificant people and things? Only those who have nothing to do would put their energy into these trivial matters."

Su Qingshuang held her head high, looking down on everyone, as if every cell in her body was filled with a sense of superiority.

However, her behavior angered many of the contestants.

Not everyone has a grandfather who was a Grand Tutor; being high-ranking is occasional, while being ordinary is the norm.

"Miss Su, you're just lucky. Your wealth and status were given to you by your grandfather, not earned by yourself. What's there to be proud of?"

"What's wrong with being a nobody? Does being a nobody mean you don't deserve to live? Without people like us farming, selling our goods, and working, how could you enjoy such a comfortable life?"

"So what if you ride in a carriage every day? Who built your carriage? Who feeds your horses? Aren't these things done by the insignificant people you speak of?"

……

Sharp words pierced Su Qingshuang's ears and quickly overwhelmed her, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.

She roared, "Shut up, all of you!"

Everyone was stunned by her hysterical state.

At this moment, Su Qingshuang was no longer the graceful lady of the past, but a madwoman with a fierce and cold expression, having lost all her composure.

She turned her gaze to Song Siyao, her tone contemptuous, "Song Siyao, what have you been doing hiding like this? Not saying a word, is it because you feel guilty?"

"Why would I feel guilty?" Song Siyao didn't not want to speak; she simply didn't need to.

Once her artwork is displayed, it speaks for itself, and the people around her also speak for it.

"You used to be a fool, how would you know about the plant 'Fudi'? You probably don't even know where Fengsha Ferry is, do you?"

Su Qingshuang gave a cold laugh, "The reason you were able to draw these is because someone told you beforehand. That person told you the topic of the competition and then told you what to draw. You just needed to draw the picture on the field, and with him as the judge, your painting would definitely win first place. Song Siyao, you cheated. Do you deserve to win first place?"

“Miss Su, you…” Yan Wei knew that Su Qingshuang was talking about him. He was about to prove the innocence between Song Siyao and him when he saw Song Siyao looking at him. He immediately shut his mouth.

The people around Song Siyao also looked at her, and they felt that what Su Qingshuang said made some sense.

"Miss Song, how did you paint this picture? Tell everyone about it," a contestant asked.

"Yes, tell me, so no one will say you cheated."

"If you can't answer, you're definitely cheating!"

"Nonsense! How could a renowned physician like myself do something as shameful as cheating?"

……

Seeing that someone had sided with her, Su Qingshuang became smug again, "Song Siyao, why aren't you saying anything? Scared now?"

"What am I afraid of? Shouldn't I be afraid of you?" Song Siyao said. "You just said that someone leaked the competition topic to me and told me about the content of the painting. Who is that person?"

"Fine, Song Siyao, since you want to die, then I'll expose your ugly face today!"

Su Qingshuang pointed at Yan Wei, "The person I'm talking about is him, Yan Wei, the top teacher of the academy! He's the one who helped you cheat! He explained your work so clearly and logically just now. If he hadn't helped you cheat, how would he have known so much detail?"

"Where's the evidence?" Song Siyao's voice turned several degrees colder. "Su Qingshuang, you'd better think carefully before you speak. If you can't produce any evidence, you're just slandering me!"

"You want evidence, is that it?" Su Qingshuang said with disdain. "I saw it when you entered the competition venue today. You and Mr. Yan were exchanging glances. It's obvious that you two are having an affair. Mr. Yan was lusting after your beauty and then leaked the competition questions to you. He got the beauty, and you got first place in the competition. What a perfect deal!"

"Nonsense!" Yan Wei was furious. "Miss Song is my..."

Before she could even utter the word "master," Song Siyao spoke up, "Su Qingshuang, you were confined to your quarters by the Emperor for a month before, and you harbor resentment towards me. How can your one-sided account be used as evidence? You're retaliating against me!"

"Heh, Song Siyao, you still won't admit it, huh? I'm not just telling the whole story, I have witnesses too."

Su Qingshuang announced loudly, "The witness is Mr. Zhang Cheng."

Soon, the man called Zhang Cheng arrived. Song Siyao recognized him as the person who had registered her when she entered the arena that morning.

Zhang Cheng must have heard her conversation with Yan Wei at the time. Moreover, there was almost no eye contact between her and Yan Wei, so where did the flirting come from?

"Zhang Cheng, why are you slandering me and Miss Song?" Yan Wei questioned.

Zhang Cheng looked at Yan Wei and said, "I didn't slander you. I saw that there was something wrong with the way you two looked at each other. I even asked you why you were so nice to Miss Song. You said that Miss Song was beautiful and that after today, Miss Song would be yours."

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