Inside the Palace of Supreme Harmony,
The written exam is over; now it's time to practice poetry.
Qin Run's performance was particularly outstanding.
Mo Yunzhao glanced at Jiang Qingwan, who was sitting crookedly next to Mo Yunhan, eating melons and fruits with her head down, and suddenly said indifferently, "Ninth Princess Consort, I heard that the student named Qin Run grew up by your side and was taught by you when he was young. He is so outstanding now, which shows that you put a lot of effort into him back then."
Jiang Qingwan, who was suddenly called out, looked up in surprise.
Many civil officials outside the imperial tent also heard it.
All eyes turned to investigate.
Jiang Qingwan carefully wiped her small hands with a handkerchief. Just when everyone thought she was embarrassed and uneasy, she raised her eyes again and looked straight at Mo Yunzhao.
"Isn't it inappropriate for Your Majesty to bring up such a matter in front of my husband on this occasion?"
The civil officials all gasped in shock.
That's the emperor.
This woman is truly daring.
Mo Yunzhao curled his lips into a smile, the meaning of which was somewhat ambiguous.
"I was just saying that later, but the Ninth Prince's wife's personality is becoming more and more like the Ninth Prince's."
The civil officials all shook their heads.
Everyone knows that Ninth Prince Mo Yunhan is deeply favored by the Emperor Emeritus, and is extremely arrogant and domineering, lacking any sense of etiquette.
They showed no respect for their elders and acted arrogantly.
Now, Jiang Qingwan, a young woman from a poor background, has risen to become a princess overnight, and in such a short time, she has developed such a spoiled and arrogant nature.
It's obvious without even thinking that it was instigated by Mo Yunhan.
Mo Yunhan took the handkerchief, held Jiang Qingwan's small hand, and helped her continue cleaning.
"Your Majesty flatters me. We are husband and wife, so it is only natural that we resemble each other. I must thank Your Majesty for bestowing this marriage upon me, which has fulfilled my wish."
Jiang Qingwan let him wipe her, lowering her voice slightly.
"Am I overthinking things? I thought the Emperor was deliberately bringing up my past to embarrass us!"
The sound wasn't loud, but those near the imperial tent could still hear it clearly.
Mo Yunzhao's face darkened instantly, and he felt a headache coming on.
In the past, Mo Yunhan's personality was enough to displease him, but now Jiang Qingwan is even worse.
Those who dared to criticize were rendered speechless.
At that moment, the gong sounded.
The results of the competition are in.
The leader's name is Qin Run.
Su Yulan was so excited she almost jumped up.
My hands are red from clapping.
He glanced to the side with a smug look on his face.
“Su Qinghe, do you see? My son has won first place, and his future career path will be smooth sailing. Even if your father and brother hold important positions in the military, so what? Among the civil officials, your grandfather has no one he can rely on. My son is the best choice.”
Su Qinghe was surprised that Qin Run was so neat.
He gave a cold snort.
"He only won the grand prize in a martial arts competition, not the top scholar in the imperial examination. Does he think he can get a government position tomorrow? He's really thinking too far ahead."
Su Yulan was in such a good mood that she was practically flying, and she didn't pay any attention to her at all.
She was just waiting for Qin Run to kneel and thank the emperor for his grace as she instructed, and then plead for Qin Minglang's life.
She could then produce both literary and martial works, and she could already imagine the happiness of trampling everyone under her feet.
The top three in the grand martial arts competition knelt down to receive the emperor's reward.
Qin Run blushed with excitement, and then deliberately glanced at Jiang Qingwan, who was walking out of the imperial tent with the emperor.
He was secretly pleased with himself.
Such glory must make this woman extremely envious.
I reckon that once the show is over, this woman will eagerly come to him, wanting to acknowledge him as her son.
The golden plaque, a symbol of honor, was carried by the chief eunuch and awaited Mo Yunzhao's personal bestowal.
But just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Father, wait!"
The speaker was the sixth prince, Mo Shaoye, who was only twelve years old.
He was not selected to participate in the competition.
I'm here to observe.
He stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and bowed. “Father, I must report that someone plagiarized and used despicable means to win the top spot.”
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Qin Run said urgently, "Sixth Prince, how can you make false accusations at will? I know that I usually do well in my studies and am often praised by my teachers, which may displease you. But this competition is being held by the head of the academy, with questions set and the examination conducted in court. With the Emperor above, how can you do this?"
His eyes reddened as if he had suffered countless grievances.
Mo Yunzhao frowned slightly.
"Sixth Brother, you shouldn't speak recklessly in this situation. Since you want to report this, do you have any evidence?"
"Your subject has."
Mo Shaoye raised his hand and patted the door, and immediately someone led three scholars in.
Judging from their attire, they are not students from the Imperial Academy.
Qin Run's expression changed drastically.
The three scholars knelt down and paid homage.
"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"
Mo Shaoye hurriedly explained, "Father, these three are students of Yulin Academy. They were Qin Run's classmates and friends. They were all top students, but their families were poor. After Qin Run entered the Imperial Academy, he relied on the power of the Su family to intimidate the three of them and forced them to write articles for him. Qin Run's entry into the Grand Martial Arts Competition was all thanks to these three."
Mo Yunzhao's face was extremely ugly.
"Chief Dean Wang, what exactly is going on?"
Chief Wang was over fifty years old and had worked at the Imperial Academy for more than ten years, where he was highly respected.
He bowed calmly and said in a deep voice, "Sixth Prince, the selection process for the Grand Martial Arts Competition has been conducted in accordance with the rules up to today's competition. It is impossible for anyone to have prepared in advance, copied, or stolen credit. You have probably been deceived by these scholars from humble backgrounds."
He looked coldly at the three kneeling scholars.
"Yulin Academy is just an obscure private school, yet you dare to slander the Imperial Academy and deceive the current prince. How dare you!"
The three of them trembled with fear.
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