He drew out the last syllable, his gaze sweeping over the people below, finally noticing some emotional fluctuations.

These talented women had not heard of this news; only some of them knew that Bian Ting would submit a petition every year.

What does this represent? Why did they suddenly agree this year? And what is their connection to the Shuofeng Dynasty?

Of the forty-one people, only a few extended invitations out of politeness, while the majority of the rest possessed genuine talent and ability.

Qin Zhaoyue appeared nonchalant, but in reality, she was closely watching their expressions.

The moment this intelligence appeared, some people were stunned, while others fell into deep thought.

Interesting... It's not just one or two people who are truly insightful.

Qin Zhaowan gave everyone some time to react before continuing:

"They said that the girls of Fengjing only know how to apply makeup and adorn themselves, unlike the women of the grasslands who can tame gyrfalcons."

In terms of talent and learning... they might not be inferior at all.

These words caused a stir in the room.

"Ha, Your Highness need not take the barbarian's provocative words to heart."

"Miss Liu, please be careful with your words. The borderlands are governed by the principles of education, and the people are the subjects of our vast territory."

"You certainly know how to boost others' morale..."

They are all talented women, and most of them are proud and arrogant.

Moreover, many of them had long-standing grudges, and as the conversation progressed, some verbal attacks were inevitable.

However, while it's good to have arguments, Qin Zhaowan showed no intention of stepping forward to quell the conflict.

After everyone had calmed down, he spoke again, his gaze now slightly sharper.

"If they pass the imperial examinations with high ranks, they will overshadow all the students from our university. What do you all think?"