"Ha! You are not stupid, are you? I will definitely win this time!" Zhao Feilan seemed to be afraid that Su Bei would regret his move, so she quickly placed a piece and surrounded Su Bei's white chess pieces.

But Su Bei looked up and glanced at her, with a sly gleam in his eyes.

Zhao Feilan immediately thought to herself, this girl must have something wrong with her brain, she is bound to lose!

Su Bei lost another game, and the battle became difficult.

Zhao Feilan snorted coldly and continued to mediate with her.

The battle was brutal, and when both men lost their last piece, the examiner stepped forward to settle the matter.

"His Royal Highness Prince Su's cousin - Miss Su Bei has won a prize!" the examiner shouted loudly.

Zhao Feilan looked at the chessboard in disbelief, and counted again and again, and found that Su Bei had indeed won one piece...

"It was almost there! If I had paid a little more attention earlier, I would have definitely beaten you!" Zhao Feilan sat aside angrily.

Su Bei looked at Jiang Ruwei and sighed softly.

Jiang Ruwei had a sneer on her lips. It took so much effort to win one game. Her chess skills were just so-so.

"If you admit defeat, when I enter Prince Su's Mansion in the future, I might consider treating you a little better." Jiang Ruwei said lightly after sitting down.

Su Bei said calmly: "If you want to enter Prince Su's Mansion, you have to talk to Prince Su first."

Jiang Ruwei's face turned pale. She had indeed never spoken to Chu Younan until now. They only met occasionally at banquets, but Chu Younan would never talk to female relatives in private.

If she had known that Chu Younan would divorce Mo Qingying, she might as well have humbled herself and made friends with Mo Qingying. Maybe she could have become Chu Younan's alternative.

It's too late to regret.

She could only focus on the chess game in front of her.

In the first half of the game, Su Bei's performance was mediocre, barely on par with Jiang Ruwei, which made Jiang Ruwei "understand" something about Su Bei's chess skills.

Nothing special.

She let her guard down without realizing it.

There was a sly gleam in Su Bei's eyes, and his next move suddenly became fierce.

When Jiang Ruwei felt something was wrong, Su Bei had already killed a large area of ​​her white chess pieces. She quickly raised her vigilance and focused more, but it was too late. Su Bei's previous half of the game was all preparation. At this time, he casually placed a piece and surrounded a large area of ​​white chess pieces.

"His Royal Highness Prince Su's cousin - Miss Su Bei is better than fourteen others!" The examiner shouted loudly after counting.

Mrs. Jiang's face was distorted.

Jiang Ruwei was in a state of confusion. She didn't expect that she would lose two games in a row. She had never even thought about such a situation.

Su Bei looked at her leisurely and said nonchalantly: "In the future Flower Festival, we should encourage more common women to take the stage. I never thought that a nobody like me could beat the talented women in the capital by two rounds! It won't be shameful even if I lose next time!"

Jiang Ruwei's eyes opened wide.

"But," Su Bei whispered, "I have learned calligraphy. My cousin taught me step by step. Miss Jiang, have you ever seen his calligraphy? The Nanbei Dim Sum Shop and the Nanbei Embroidery Shop all have his calligraphy!"

Jiang Ruwei's eyes were red with anger, and her fingers were trembling. The prince doted on a concubine's daughter and took good care of a lowly maid, so why couldn't he like her, the eldest daughter? ! "Let's not talk about it anymore," Su Bei chuckled, "What should I write? I haven't read much, and I don't know a few poems, so I'll just write the one my cousin often recites... Red beans grow in the south, and they sprout in spring. I hope you can pick more, as this is the most nostalgic thing."

She wrote and read, glancing at Jiang Ruwei as she read.

Jiang Ruwei clenched her fists tightly and managed to steady her trembling hands.

This poem is a lesson for children. It is obvious that this slave has never read any books, so she cannot write well! She is the most talented woman in the capital, so she must write a poem with great depth! Everyone put down their pens, and the examiner came forward and displayed the six people's handwriting one by one in front of everyone.

They were all writing ancient poems, but Su Bei had the fewest words, while the other five had filled up the entire paper.

In terms of handwriting, the candidates were almost the same. The key point was that Jiang Ruwei, who originally had the greatest hope of winning, wrote the poem herself, but her handwriting had a trembling stroke, which disappointed everyone.

Chu Younan looked carefully and found a clue.

Although the poem written by Su Bei consists of only eight short sentences, the characters below are not Chinese characters, but Miao characters!

He turned around and said nonchalantly, "The ancient Miao medical book in Jinrong's house was translated by Ah Bei. Look, her Miao writing is actually pretty good!"

Xue Jinrong had been worried about Su Bei for two games, and his eyes lit up immediately when he heard this.

"The last four lines of Prince Su's cousin's poem are in Miao language!" She immediately stood up and said loudly, "What's the use of just being able to write ancient poems? What's the use of being able to write some pedantic poems? How can you compare to Abei's erudition?"

After she said this, people noticed that Su Bei's handwriting was a little different! The whole audience was shocked.

Zhao Feilan was not convinced and shouted, "Isn't it just Miao language? Who wouldn't know it? Doesn't it say that red beans grow in the south and will sprout in spring? I know it too!"

"What's the use of knowing him? Why don't you write it down?" Chu Youyang hurriedly spoke up for Xue Jinrong.

But his words seemed to be of no use. This stuff that everyone knew didn't seem to be that advanced when written on paper. If you look closely, everyone's handwriting didn't seem to be much different.

Su Bei chuckled: "Who said it says red beans grow in the south? If it is directly translated, it should be that there are red beans in the south, and they sprout in early spring. I give it to you, my love, so that you will not forget my longing for you!"

Ha! Do you think all languages ​​have the same word order as Chinese? Superficial! Su Bei glanced at Jiang Ruwei, but saw that she had already wilted, saying nothing and looking dejected.

The audience cheered immediately. There are many girls who can write, but very few can speak Miao language. This girl is very knowledgeable! She is talented! Su Bei chuckled, "Three wins out of four games. I will give up the remaining one. If there are still people who want to challenge, let them defeat Miss Jiang first and then compete with me! I'm hungry!"

Yes, the three games have already taken up most of the day, and it's almost dark now! Having lost three games, the remaining players on the field have no intention of competing anymore. Those who are preparing to go on stage believe that they can't even beat Jiang Ruwei, so this year's Flower Goddess is Su Bei.

"Then please ask His Royal Highness Prince Su's cousin, Miss Su Bei, to get ready. The Flower God will parade in the streets tomorrow morning." The examiner said with a smile.

Su Bei’s expression froze.

Parade?

After searching the original owner's memory for a while, she remembered that there was such a rule. The goddess of flowers had to ride a float to parade through the streets to protect the safety of the people and pray that the flowers would bloom every year. And it lasted for three days...

Oh my god! You are so idle that you have nothing to do, yet you are fighting for this damn goddess of flowers! Su Bei glared at Chu Younan fiercely.

Chu Younan stood up, the ground was ablaze with flames, he was laughing softly, looking handsome and noble.

Su Bei walked over, but brushed past him, and took Xue Jinrong's arm, "Let's go! Let's go to my shop, I'll treat you to something delicious!"

"Okay!" Xue Jinrong agreed happily, feeling so proud as if she were the goddess of flowers.

Chu Younan's face was disheveled in the wind, while Chu Youyang was stunned. "I... I was planning to take Jinrong to eat Dingxiang wontons..."