Jiang Yueyang's scream scared everyone, even Emperor Yuan on the dragon throne was frightened.

At this moment, Minister Jiang wished he could put her back into her mother's womb and recreate her!

His wife is obviously a gentle and virtuous person, and he is not a hot-tempered person. How come his daughter has such a character?

She has the appearance of a girl, but she doesn't look like a girl at all.

Jiang Yueyang came to her senses after shouting, and at the same time realized how socially disastrous her behavior just now was.

She pulled the corners of her mouth awkwardly, "No... I'm sorry."

Everyone came back to their senses after their small shock. Emperor Yuan coughed twice and said, "Right Prime Minister, let me ask you, in the face of a sudden natural disaster, how can we better reduce the losses of the people and avoid casualties."

Jiang Yueyang didn't realize that Emperor Yuan was talking to her until Lord Wang behind her poked her on the back, and then she realized he was asking her.

Jiang Yueyang, who didn't want to pass the probation period at all, said without thinking: "Your Majesty, I don't know."

The Right Prime Minister snorted, "I knew it all. I thought Miss Jiang was very knowledgeable, but it turns out she is just this good. If you can't even answer such a simple question, how can you stand in the court with us and not be afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

Jiang Yueyang turned her head to look at the right prime minister who was speaking, pursing her lips and smiling slightly.

Yes, you are right. I am not worthy of standing in this court. Let me go home quickly.

The person appointed by Emperor Yuan said at this time: "Your Excellency Right Prime Minister's move is too difficult. How to deal with natural disasters has been a difficult problem since ancient times, and no one present has been able to give a perfect answer."

"Then you can at least come up with one or two countermeasures, right?" The Right Prime Minister said, "If Miss Jiang wants to enter the court, will she be incompetent?"

"I second the motion."

Many people came forward to express their support for the right prime minister, saying that this was unfair to them.

"Everyone has their own strengths. It's a bit too arbitrary for the Right Prime Minister to conclude that Miss Jiang knows nothing based on just one question. Don't you know that at the Princess's flower-viewing banquet, Miss Jiang wrote an amazing peony poem that even the Grand Tutor's granddaughter felt inferior to."

The ministers in the court all knew about the knowledge of the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor. She was truly a top female scholar.

When it comes to this, many adults whisper to each other.

The person appointed by Emperor Yuan continued, "Just like the people in the Imperial Hospital, they don't understand the affairs of the court, so are they not qualified to be officials?"

"The imperial physician knows medical skills, what can she do?"

"Miss Jiang is very accomplished in poetry, and your majesty has only asked her to be responsible for the repair of the books in the library. I think Miss Jiang is capable of taking charge of this matter."

Jiang Yueyang frowned and looked at the adult who had been speaking for her. Who is this person?

Could you please stop talking?

She doesn't want to go to work!

Right Prime Minister: "The library has many books of all kinds. She is only good at poetry. How can that be enough?"

"Does the Right Prime Minister mean that he wants her to be in charge of the entire library? There are so many editors and compilers, wouldn't it be better for each of them to be in charge of what they are good at?"

"Ridiculous!" the Right Prime Minister shouted, "How can you make such a joke of granting an official position?"

Jiang Yueyang nodded silently, yes, yes, we can’t take it so lightly.

Someone who was at odds with Minister Jiang came out to agree, "If Miss Jiang only has some talent in poetry, it would be hard to convince people to grant her a fifth-rank official position, and it would be disheartening. What if students all over the world follow her example and only study poetry?"

Emperor Yuan's men were speechless and could not find any words to refute.

The man continued, "Also, I want to ask, did Miss Jiang really write the peony poem she wrote at the flower viewing banquet?"

"What do you mean, Lord Wu?" Emperor Yuan asked.

On the day of the flower-viewing banquet, Emperor Yuan arrived late and did not know that the peony poem was not written by Jiang Yueyang.

The Queen Mother was so busy with Wanpin's affairs that she forgot to say it.

"Not long ago, I invited a teacher from outside to come to teach my son. Unfortunately, that teacher had taught Miss Jiang before."

Lord Wu paused, "I asked a question, but the teacher said that Miss Jiang was... a blockhead, and it was impossible for her to write a peony poem that would be unparalleled in the history of the world like the one at the flower viewing banquet."

Since Emperor Yuan told his ministers that Jiang Yueyang had written a good poem about peony, in order to prove that Jiang Yueyang was indeed talented and knowledgeable, he made the poem public.

It is now widely circulated among the people.

"Then, Miss Jiang, is that poem really written by you?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Yueyang, and Minister Jiang turned his head and winked at her, telling her not to admit it.

Jiang Yueyang, who didn't want to go to work, pretended not to understand and answered truthfully: "No."

Minister Jiang: I knew it would be like this.

"As expected!" Lord Wu sneered, "Yesterday a young man came to me and said that he wrote that poem. I asked me to seek justice for him."

[Heh! Listen, little melon, these people are willing to say anything to prevent His Majesty from granting me an official position. Although that poem was not written by me, it was definitely not written by anyone in Daxia.]

【Isn't this just what you want? 】

Because Jiang Yueyang was standing in front of Lord Wu with her back to him, Lord Wu did not realize that it was Jiang Yueyang's inner voice.

But the Crown Prince and the third-rank minister standing in front of her saw that she had not spoken a word just now.

What is...going on?

"Miss Jiang, just admit it. You plagiarized that gentleman's poem."

[I admit it! How dare you pretend to be Liu Yuxi's poem.]

The adults in the line behind were stunned for a moment. Why would someone start swearing at someone just because they disagreed with something?

Such vulgar words.

The adults in the front row vaguely understood, is this the voice from the heart?

Minister Jiang, in order to protect his daughter's image, quickly said, "Lord Wu, you should investigate thoroughly before drawing conclusions. Although the peony poem was not written by my daughter, she saw it in her dream. To put it another way, it was also written by her."

"What did you see in your dream? Minister Jiang actually said something so outrageous to protect his daughter."

Minister Jiang's face darkened. "That day at the flower viewing banquet was the first time my daughter went out in her life. May I ask, Lord Wu, how did she plagiarize that young master's poem?"

"You'll have to ask Master Jiang about this."

Jiang Yueyang suddenly turned around and glared at Lord Wu, [Little melon, did I understand correctly? This fat guy just said that my brother plagiarized someone else's poem? ]

[Yes, the host did not misunderstand. ]

[Asshole! You can say I can do that, but you can’t say my brother can do that!]

Lord Wu was in a daze at this moment. He seemed not to have seen Jiang Yueyang open her mouth to speak, but he heard the voice.

Jiang Yueyang said with a dark face: "Master Wu, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! My brother is a man of integrity and righteousness, and I won't tolerate your slander."

The opening and closing of his mouth brought Lord Wu back to his senses, "You know whether it is slander or not!"

[Ha! Fatty, I'm going to beat you to death.]

Jiang Yueyang sneered in her heart, "You can't produce evidence, but I can prove that the Peony Poem was what I saw in my dream."