Hu Li felt that she might have miscalculated. What a bad memory! Even she could remember one or two books.

Qi Wuze on the side chuckled softly, looking at Ye Mei with a soft and tender gaze: "A Nuan, don't be naughty."

Everyone looked at Qi Wuze suspiciously, then at Ye Nuan.

Ye Nuan's eyes curved, full of cunning, and she said to the accountant, "Sir, please turn to the last page of the last book."

The accountant was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what she meant. He looked up in disbelief, then quickly took out the last book and turned to the last page.

Every time Ye Nuan recited a line, he would compare it with the last one. He recited the ten books word for word, reciting them all in one breath... The accountant was so stunned when he turned to the last page.

He exclaimed, "Miss Ye has a photographic memory! She can recite it backwards!"

Many people in the stands stood up in shock. Ye Yuru stared at Ye Nuan in astonishment, not believing she could recite it at all. She said casually, "Sister Nuan, didn't you always get a headache whenever you studied? The teacher asked you to recite the Thousand Character Classic for a month, and you still stuttered. How could you possibly recite ten account books backwards?"

Xue Xiaozhu asked with a serious face: "Master Ye didn't cheat?" There are ten account books, not just one, how could he recite them backwards.

"Master Ye has a close relationship with the young master and lives in the mansion. Could he have seen it in advance?"

People started whispering on the field, and everyone looked at Ye Nuan with scrutiny.

Ye Nuan wasn't annoyed. She chuckled and said, "The election was naturally notarized. Didn't General Xue send someone to watch over it? You don't even trust yourself." She turned her head to look at Ye Yuru. "After all, it's rare to have a photographic memory. Since you don't believe it, why don't you test me with the account book?"

She had only just arrived at the City Lord's Mansion yesterday, so even if she had memorized it beforehand, she would still make mistakes if she didn't memorize everything. Ye Yuru, feeling competitive, turned around and handed her the account book in her hand, then stared at her without blinking as she flipped through all the books.

Less than half an incense stick.

"Sister Nuan, let's start."

Under everyone's curious gaze, Ye Nuan recited Ye Yuru's account book in both forward and backward order. Ye Yuru picked up the account book in shock and muttered, "How is that possible? Where's the sixth line on page ten of the third book?"

Ye Nuan reported it accurately. Ye Yuru looked at it again and again, wishing she could look a hole in the account book in her hand.

But that’s right!

"All the accounts add up to a total of 78,860 taels of silver in receipts and 19,580 taels of silver in expenditures. There's something wrong with the first three pages of the fifth account book. Someone must have falsified the accounts and embezzled the money." Ye Nuan explained slowly. The accountant was so surprised that he broke out in a sweat. He plopped down on his knees in front of Liu Yu and explained in panic, "Young Master, the falsified accounts have nothing to do with me. Those were the accounts from the end of last year. At that time, I... I took leave and went home. Young Master, you are very discerning, General Hu is very discerning!"

The accountant regretted it so much that he should not have taken last year's account book. He was sweating profusely. This Miss Ye was terrifying. Not only did she have a photographic memory, but she could also recite the total account in one breath and even spot any mistakes or falsifications.

He changed his mind and thought that this competition shouldn't have taken place. Given her terrifying level, there would probably be problems no matter what year it happened.

No one really expected that corruption could be uncovered during the competition. This owner Ye is indeed the one who can bring down the Creation Pavilion!

The accountant and his account books were taken away, and the gong sounded.

"Round 1: Ye Nuan from Yunjian Farm wins!"

As the gong sounded, Ye Yuru's radiant white seemed to dim. The ring on Ye Nuan's pinky finger glowed slightly, and her luck value soared from 22% to 50%. She moved her pinky finger and looked at Ye Yuru in surprise.

The heroine's luck increases so much after winning one game. If she wins three games in a row, will she also become a lucky person?

Ye Nuan was a little moved.

That’s the European Emperor!

Ye Yuru felt a little depressed. The gong seemed to strike her heart, irritating her eyes to the point of burning. From childhood to adulthood, she had never lost at anything she did. How could she possibly lose to her sister, Ah Nuan, who was so useless at studying?

She looked at Baili Zhuo, but his gaze was fixed on Ye Nuan. Her nose felt sore and she almost cried. She had always been the center of attention, but at this moment, she felt like a mosquito that had lost its luster, feeling lost and unwilling.

Before she was done feeling sad, the second round of competition would begin.

"Round 2: Embroidery Contest."

Liuguang City was famous for its Liuguang Brocade, much like the jade of Luomu City and the salt of Beichen. The weaving techniques of Liuguang Brocade must not be revealed, but they could be allowed to embroider on it.

When Ye Yuru heard about embroidery, she immediately perked up. Her embroidery skills were taught by her mother, who was the best in Jiangnan. The Empress Dowager once praised her embroidered screens as better than those of the palace embroiderers.

In this respect, she is definitely not inferior to Sister Nuan.

Sister A Nuan’s embroidery skills are so poor that she can’t bear to look at them.

The embroidery frame has been placed, and the flowing brocade is shining brightly under the sunlight. Ye Yuru is in position, threading the needle smoothly and quickly. It is the most sophisticated double-sided embroidery method, with delicate embroidery and lively needlework. In just a moment, an elegant white orchid blooms on the brocade.

The embroiderer watching nearby couldn't help but marvel in amazement, secretly praising in her heart: This embroidery skill is better than Chunniang in their workshop!

Looking at Ye Nuan on the other side, he glanced at her and her whole face wrinkled with a dirty expression.

What the hell is this embroidery?

Several fingernail-sized red flowers were embroidered on the brocade. They were smooth, with blurred borders, and you could barely make out they were plum blossoms. This girl had never learned embroidery before; she could do better with her eyes closed.

This wasn't Ye Nuan's fault. She had only ever embroidered a cross-stitch, and even then, she'd never embroidered a complete piece. Being able to embroider a few plum blossoms was already pretty good. Actually, she'd rather embroider a bud, but her husband was watching, so she had to save face.

After finishing her embroidery, Ye Yuru stood aside with confidence, glancing at Ye Nuan from the corner of her eye. Every time she inserted a stitch, she couldn't help but twitch her eyes. Then she became happy again, she was sure to win this round.

When the time came, the two of them stood in front of the brocade they had embroidered. After looking at Ye Yuru's, everyone looked at Ye Nuan's.

Where does Ye Nuan get the confidence to stand calmly in front of her own work?

Those who have just learned embroidery can embroider better than her!

He should just be good at accounting, how can he know everything!

Xue Xiaozhu sneered and deliberately turned to ask Qi Wuze, "City Lord Qi, what do you think of your wife's embroidery?"

Qi Wuze stared at Ye Nuan with a smile on his face. He just thought that his wife's embroidery was so lovely. What did it have to do with him no matter how good other people's embroidery was?

He looked at Xue Xiaozhu seriously and said, "After the competition, can you give me my wife's embroidery as a gift? If not, you can buy her. How about one thousand gold coins?"

Everyone who was still laughing: We know Luomu City has a mine, but we can’t show off our affection like that!

Xue Xiaozhu snorted coldly, turned to the embroiderer and said, "There's no need to judge this! Anyone with eyes can tell that the Duan family's daughter has won!"

Just as the results were about to be announced, Ye Nuan suddenly said, "That's not necessarily true!" She looked at Ye Yuru's embroidery and said, "Since we're all embroidering flowers, whoever is embroidered with the most realistic and closest embroidery will win. After the people have finished judging, there are no butterflies."

Ye Yuru was puzzled: "Sister A Nuan, what are you talking about? Where did the butterflies come from?" As she spoke, a group of butterflies suddenly fluttered in from the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion. The number of butterflies was so large that everyone was stunned.

The embroiderer's eyes followed the butterflies. Groups of butterflies circled around Ye Nuan and finally landed on those ugly plum blossoms, desperately inhaling the remaining spiritual spring energy on them, and refused to leave for a long time.

Ye Yuru's eyes widened as she turned to look at Ye Nuan: "Ah, Ah Nuan, sister, why did the butterfly stop here?"

Ye Nuan ignored her and looked at Xue Xiaozhu: "Is the flower embroidery good? Butterflies are more sensitive than humans. The fact that they linger around is enough to prove that my embroidery is better. General Xue, don't you agree?"

This seems to be correct, and some people have nodded in agreement.

Xue Xiaozhu was thinking: best of three games, if she is judged to win this game, there will be no need to compete!

She said with a sullen face, "Even if the butterfly is willing to land on it, it's still people who wear the clothes. Master Ye embroidered something like this and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to wear it. Naturally, you can't be considered the winner of this round."

The butterfly was really an eyesore, and it seemed to be stuck to it. She said, "Let's call it a draw!"

Baili Zhuo's eyes dimmed slightly, and his gaze fell on Ye Nuan again.

Ye Yuru bit her lower lip, feeling even more frustrated: Can this be considered a draw?

The gong rang, finalizing the outcome: "The second round is a draw."

The two embroidery pieces were put away, and just as the embroiderer was about to leave, Qi Wuze called out to her, "Send my wife's piece over here."

Qi Wuze put the embroidery into his sleeve pocket in front of everyone, shamelessly not paying a penny.

Everyone: How shameless!

"Round 3: Spring comes to the dead tree!"

A dead peach tree was carried to the center of the arena. The old man presiding over the announcement said, "This is a peach tree that the city lord raised before his death. It suddenly died overnight two weeks ago. No matter what you two do, as long as you can make it grow new leaves, you win."

Ye Nuan: I feel a little embarrassed to take action. This is a completely unfair victory.

Not to mention hanging leaves, she can make this peach tree bloom and bear fruit instantly and grow big peaches.

Just as the announcement was about to be made and the gong was about to be struck, Ye Nuan stepped forward and said, "Stop competing, I win this round!" His casual attitude touched Ye Yuru's nerves.

The usually delicate person gritted her teeth and said unconvincedly: "Sister Nuan, why don't you compete? Do you look down on me?"

"No, I'm afraid you'll become autistic after this competition!" Ye Nuan raised the corner of her lips. "You might win at other things, but you can't win at this!"

Ye Yuru's chest heaved and her eyes immediately turned red.

"I don't believe it!"

Ye Nuan sneered: "You don't believe it, right? Then you go first."

Ye Yuru asked for a pair of scissors. Her method was simple: she used grafting to attach the buds to the dead branches, which effectively gave them new branches. She looked at Ye Nuan with a smug look on her face: "Look, Sister Nuan, I did it!"

General Duan was the first to clap and shout, "Seconds! My daughter is so smart! Don't you agree?" The others began to echo her. She looked at Ye Nuan sarcastically and said, "Master Ye, I want to see how you can beat my daughter!"

Then her voice stopped abruptly!

Ye Nuan asked for a small kettle. As soon as the water reached the peach tree, the withered tree quickly grew taller and stretched out, bursting the pot underneath and sprouting new branches. In the autumn, the peach tree suddenly became lush and leafy, and the flowers danced in the wind.

As the water dripped more and more, the peach tree completely took over the stage, its branches even reaching out to the stands. The stunned crowd retreated in a flurry. The branches had already sunk into the ground, and those who couldn't dodge in time were caught in the rapidly expanding branches.

He thrashed about in vain in mid-air, screaming, "Quick, stop!"

Xue Xiaozhu drew her sword and cut the peach branch directly. Clusters of peach blossoms fell down and hit her head. The autumn wind blew through the yard, and the fragrance of flowers wafted through the air, making her feel like she was in a fairyland.

Liu Yu was protected by Hu Li and stood on a high stool, laughing excitedly: "Sister, it's so beautiful, how did you do it?"

Ye Nuan was smiling brightly under the peach tree. Ye Yuru, who was also looking up at the tree, looked pale. Her entire radiance was obscured by the shade of the tree, and she was lost in the sea of ​​flowers, blending in with the crowd.

Ye Nuan's pinky ring made a slight crisp sound. She lowered her head and saw a silvery-white metallic glow. Her luck value continued to rise by 70%...80%...90%... She was surprised and immediately went to see Ye Yuru.

In a place invisible to everyone, it seemed as if countless glowing threads were disappearing from Ye Yuru's body. The threads sank into the peach tree, and the peach blossoms became more beautiful and fragrant. When the peach blossoms bloomed to the extreme, she suddenly fell to the ground.

The entire backyard was in chaos. Baili Zhuo remained motionless, watching Ye Nuan's radiance, then Ye Yuru's gradual fading. His emotions remained calm, but suddenly a string snapped in his mind, and the trapped beast was freed, circling the field.

Peach blossoms were falling, and the past flashed before his eyes. Baili Zhuo was suddenly surprised why he had chased Ye Yuru into this desert?

A strong consciousness was awakening, and this consciousness began to break free from the cage and gain self-awareness: Why could he, the emperor of a country, be infatuated with a woman, and such an ordinary woman at that.

Isn’t the country beautiful?

What he should do is to hold everyone's life in his hands!

He turned his eyes to look at the frightened Xue Xiaozhu beside him, and a smile with ambiguous meaning appeared at the corner of his lips.

Xue Xiaozhu shouted at Ye Nuan: "Stop! Stop!"

This farm owner Ye is so weird. She really made a dead tree come back to life!

When the kettle was empty, Ye Nuan stopped, and the peach branches stopped growing. She said to everyone, "Two out of three, I win!"

After experiencing such a thrilling revival of a dead tree, no one objected to her words!

The old man who was squeezed to the stage to announce the outcome trembled and struck the gong: "Wasteland Ye Nuan versus Flowing Light City Duan Yuru, Wasteland Ye Nuan wins!"

"The final match, Ye Nuan from the Wasteland versus Hu Li from Flowing Light City!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Ye Nuan immediately shouted, "I give up!"

Everyone: “…” Everyone’s mind was no longer on the election. They were all wondering about the background of the owner of the wasteland, Ye, and how he could do things beyond human power.

Ye Nuan took the initiative to pick up a piece of peach branch on the ground and hit it hard at the sound of the gong, repeating the words just now: "I give up!"

Hu Li was stunned on the spot!

She won!

Winning by doing nothing!

Ye Nuan looked at Xue Xiaozhu and said seriously, "General Xue, the election is over. Can you hand over the city lord seal now?"

Xue Xiaozhu didn't want Ye Nuan to win, nor did she want Hu Li to win. Everyone in Liuguang City knew that Hu Li was the old city lord's loyal servant. He and Liu Yu were on the same page, and now that Hu Li had become the Lord's wife, what was she doing?

He immediately declined, saying, "It's getting late today. Conferring the City Lord's seal is a serious matter. It won't be too late to receive it tomorrow at noon."

Ye Nuan laughed and said, "The City Lord's Seal will have to be handed over sooner or later. It won't be yours in one night, so why bother?"

Xue Xiaozhu stood up and her face immediately turned cold: "I said tomorrow, so it's tomorrow. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first." She walked out regardless of Hu Li's obstruction, and the people who followed her immediately followed. Baili Zhuo actually followed obediently this time.

Not long after he left the house, someone called him in a crying voice from behind. He turned around and saw Ye Yuru standing five steps away from him with tears in her eyes.

If he had seen her like this in the past, he would have felt distressed, but now he just felt a little annoyed: how could he have been fascinated by such beauty and almost lost his kingdom.

Ye Yuru, who was standing opposite him, hesitantly approached him, reached out to hook his hand, and without hesitation, threw herself into his arms, crying, "Brother Zhuo, I was wrong. I won't run around anymore. Let's leave now and go back to the palace! I don't want to stay here anymore. Can we go?"

Baili Zhuo stood straight, not caressing her eyebrows with pity as he did before.

Xue Xiaozhu, who was in the front, saw him stop and said impatiently, "Baili Zhuo, what are you standing there for? Come over here!"

Baili Zhuo's eyes dimmed slightly: Humph, male favorite, huh...

He suddenly turned around and left. Ye Yuru, who was holding him, fell to the ground. She trembled with fear as she watched him walk further and further away.

She seems to have lost something very important!

It seemed like she was no longer the center of attention!

He no longer looked at her!

Ye Yuru felt guilty, unable to understand what had gone wrong. When Baili Zhuo disappeared, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood...