"Chief Wang!"

Just moments ago, Chief Physician Wang had a righteous expression on his face, but now sweat was dripping from his forehead into his eyes.

He hurriedly stepped forward, trying to figure out how to defend himself, when Mo Yan came crashing down on him.

"Is this the talented scholar selected through your grand competition?"

Chief Prosecutor Wang knelt tremblingly on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I believe that this topic is too broad. If we could have more time to develop our ideas, perhaps we could give full play to their talents."

Mo Yunzhao snorted coldly and glanced at the other students.

Who can devise this strategy?

At this point, no one dared to step forward and be the first to speak out.

They had agreed to offend the chief academy, but if they hadn't, they would have been punished by the emperor, leaving them with no chance of pleasing either side.

In the dead silence, someone raised their hand.

"Students can."

Jiang Qingwan looked over gently, somewhat surprised.

"What is He Yidong?"

Mo Yunhan lowered his head and asked, "Who is it?"

"What year was his father born?"

Jiang Qingwan explained in a low voice.

He Yidong stood ramrod straight, his slender frame radiating a clear, resonant voice.

Although the time was short and the concept was by no means amazing.

However, it is meticulous in its thinking, connects the preceding and following paragraphs, draws on ancient allusions, and is sincere in its emotions, making it extremely moving.

If written on paper, it would definitely be considered a masterpiece.

Most importantly, the fact that he stood out by standing up and expressing his thoughts and feelings under such pressure is already remarkable.

Mo Yunzhao was overjoyed.

He said "good" three times.

"You're a promising young man. What's your name?"

"Student, He Yidong."

Su Yulan was extremely anxious.

Forgetting all etiquette, she rushed to Qin Run's side, grabbed his arm, and urged him repeatedly, "Tell me quickly, have you forgotten all the books you read? You are the champion!"

Qin Run, who was already short-tempered, angrily pushed her away.

"It's all your fault. You don't know anything and you insisted on testing me in person."

Caught off guard, Su Yulan was thrown to the ground.

The three large, flamboyant characters "Filial Piety and the Nation," personally written by Mo Yunzhao and held aloft by a eunuch beside him, seemed particularly ironic at this moment.