If it was really Xiwen who stole the list, then her move was quite clever.

She deliberately left some clues, which made Concubine Ji suspicious of her.

After being suspected by the Queen, Xiwen never said a word against Concubine Ji and even took the responsibility on himself.

In the end, the facts turned out to be a reversal. She was not a thief, but a kind-hearted person who replaced the pen for Concubine Ji in the middle of the night.

As a result, her magnanimity and tolerance made the queen feel a little guilty about her.

In contrast, the Queen's impression of Concubine Ji would also drop a bit, thinking that she made random accusations and had no ability to distinguish.

Under such circumstances, the Queen is very likely to agree with Xiwen's opinion and make Concubine Ji lose the power to share the palace affairs.

Xiwen said: "It is understandable that Lady Ji made some mistakes since this is her first time dealing with palace affairs. After all, everything is difficult at the beginning."

"However, the noble lady Ji failed to keep such an important thing as the list properly, which allowed the scoundrels to take advantage of it. This is really careless."

"In my opinion, Noble Lady Ji still needs more training. It may be better to suspend the check of the list this time to avoid any further trouble." Xiwen faced the Queen with a very sincere expression.

The queen's heart was slightly moved when she heard this.

really.

The list is valuable, and the noble man should keep it well.

Moreover, this misunderstanding also shows that Ji Guiren's judgment is still immature and she really needs more experience and training.

The queen weighed the pros and cons in her mind and nodded slowly, as if she had made a decision.

Wu Qing raised his hand silently: "Actually..."

"I remember all the talented ladies in that list," she said.

Xiwen was stunned, his eyes full of confusion.

Wu Qing opened the plot book and spoke in a calm and clear voice: "Ahem, Yan Yiyan, daughter of the Minister of Rites, sixteen years old, lives in Liuyang County, Henan Province... She is very intelligent and is proficient in poetry and songs, making her an excellent choice."

She paused for a moment and continued, "Qin Mi, the darling of the Nanyang prefect, is seventeen years old, has a graceful figure, and is known as a beauty. She is also of the best appearance."

"Luo Qingyan..."

"Wang Ebing..."

Wu Qing read out the names of the beauties on her list who were destined to be selected into the palace, just like she was reading out the names of dishes.

The queen smiled.

Yes, how could she forget that Concubine Ji had the Book of Heaven's Secrets, so she naturally knew which beauties were allowed to enter the palace.

Xiwen questioned, "Mr. Ji, are you talking nonsense?"

"We don't have a list right now. Noble Ji can say whatever he wants. How can we know that what you said is true?"

Wu Qing said expressionlessly: "Actually, I have a photographic memory. I'm a genius."

Xiwen then showed an expression that seemed like a smile but was not a smile on his face.

absurd.

In her opinion, Concubine Ji had lost her mind because she was about to lose her power to assist in managing palace affairs.

Xiwen smiled and said, "Since Lady Ji claims to have a photographic memory, I'm sure she can remember all the big and small matters in the palace."

Wu Qing hesitated, "Uh... should be... right."

Wu Qing felt a little guilty.

She flipped through the plot book.

Fortunately, "The Palace" has a total of five million words.

The author has given enough explanation, so there should be an answer.

Wu Qing wiped his sweat silently.

Seeing a hint of lack of confidence between her brows, Xiwen couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart, as if the dawn of victory had quietly arrived.

"Then I will come to test you, my Lord."

"Outside the Queen's living room, there is an exquisite screen with a thousand-word article engraved on it, written by Zhao Rumo, a great literary master of the Kingdom of Chen."

"Mr. Ji, why don't you tell me what's written on it?"

This article has not been circulated in the world. It was written by Zhao Rumo himself for the queen.

In other words, there is no possibility for Ji Guiren to cheat.

Xiwen looked as if he was sure of winning.

[Sister, your question——]

[It just happened to hit my rice bowl hahahaha! ]

[For the sake of writing, the author wrote this article without missing a single word. ]

[This bitch, I, Wu Qing, will pretend to be one today! ]

Wu Qing opened the plot book seriously.

Xiwen was puzzled: "...From just now, Lady Ji's hands have been moving around. What is she doing?"

Wu Qing pretended to be serious and put his finger in front of his mouth: "Shh."

“Geniuses like us all have our own memory palace. This palace is hidden in our minds and is a treasure house for us to store knowledge and information.”

She pointed to her head in a mysterious way and continued, "The human brain has limited capacity, so I hide useless information in the memory palace."

"——And my memory palace happens to be a book. Every time I open it, I know what I have seen before."

Wu Qing turned to look at the queen and said excitedly, "Your Majesty, please move the screen over so we can compare."

"If I make a mistake, I'll lose my head."

The queen smiled bitterly in her heart: ...this girl has found another opportunity to commit suicide.

Xiwen frowned and rebuked: "How shameless! Since Lady Ji is so confident, let Her Majesty see your true ability."

Xiwen knew that Ji Guiren's family was of average education and his father was just a minor official of the seventh rank.

The books she read before entering the palace were just some boudoir books such as rules and training for women, which were far from real knowledge.

If Wu Qing really had the ability to remember everything he saw, how could he have remained unknown for so many years?

Wu Qing coughed.

She adjusted her voice to resemble the beautiful voice she had when she took the Mandarin certificate exam, and slowly read the words on the plot book in a broadcasting tone.

"The moonlight is like a silk thread, and the smoke waves are endless..."

Her clear voice echoed throughout Kunning Palace, attracting the attention of many palace servants.

The melodious and clear broadcasting voice seems to have a kind of magic.

After a while, with the Queen's tacit approval, a group of palace maids and eunuchs gathered in front of the screen, comparing Wu Qing's voice word by word.

"That's right!" someone shouted in surprise.

"Right again!" followed by a few more exclamations of praise.

They looked in surprise at Wu Qing who was standing aside with his back to the screen.

One thousand words, not a single word is wrong!

Xiwen was so shocked that his voice involuntarily rose a few notches.

She asked, "Mr. Ji is so talented, why have I never heard of him?"

Wu Qing let out a long sigh, looked up at the sky, and spoke in a gloomy tone.

"Women in Chen country cannot take the imperial examinations, otherwise I would definitely be the first female prime minister of this dynasty."