After the performance, the entire audience fell silent.
Yun Qingran and Consort Ning were both a little flustered. Had it been smashed or flown away?
What everyone was really thinking was, "Who are Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Wu of Han? I've never heard of Emperor Taizong of Tang and Emperor Taizu of Song. Genghis Khan was a foreigner, wasn't he?"
"Consort Ning, your performance was wonderful, but I would like to ask, who are Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, Emperor Taizu of Song, and Genghis Khan?" The Emperor voiced everyone's doubts.
Holy crap, how could I forget about that!
"Your Majesty, I once read a miscellaneous book that said that in a very distant dynasty, the Qin Emperor unified the six kingdoms, standardized the written language, the width of carts, and the weights and measures; the Han Emperor drove out the barbarians and expanded the territory; Emperor Taizong created the Zhenguan era, unified the people of the world, and the Tang Dynasty was unprecedentedly prosperous; Emperor Taizu ended the division at that time and unified the Central Plains and the South; Genghis Khan conquered the barbarian lands. They were all wise and sage emperors."
After Yun Qingran finished speaking, half-truthfully, the Emperor laughed heartily, "Consort Ning, you've put your heart into it."
All those great men are gone; let us look to the present. This is a self-praise of one's imperial talent.
"Your Majesty, I dare not take credit. This poem was written by the eldest daughter of the Yun family." Consort Ning looked at Yun Qingran with a smile.
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Yun Qingran. Wasn't it said that this wicked woman had a hard time counting from one to ten? How could she write such a magnificent poem!
Jun Molin's gaze remained fixed on Yun Qingran. Upon hearing these words, he couldn't help but smile slightly. This woman's ability to fabricate stories was as impressive as ever.
"Father, what are you laughing at?" Jun An'an looked up at Jun Molin and asked.
He thought his father was the most powerful man in the world. His father almost never smiled, and even when he did, it was a cold smile. He also followed his father's example and didn't like to smile.
But today, my father actually smiled. So, will he smile or not in the future, or will he smile less noticeably like my father?
"You're mistaken, Father isn't laughing." Jun Molin lowered his head and affectionately patted Jun An'an's head.
Father is lying. He clearly saw him smile, and it was a genuine, heartfelt smile; he looked very happy.
When the Imperial Noble Consort heard the Emperor praise Consort Ning, her face immediately changed with anger. She glared fiercely at Consort Ning and Yun Qingran, then stepped forward with a smile.
"Who in the capital doesn't know that the eldest daughter of the Yun family is a good-for-nothing and wicked woman? It's truly an eye-opener that she could write such a poem today."
After these words, there was another moment of silence. No matter how useless Yun Qingran was, she was still the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhen'an's mansion. The Imperial Noble Consort's words were far too blunt.
The veins on Yunxiao and Yun Qingbi's foreheads bulged, and the father and son stood up at the same time.
"Imperial Noble Consort, my younger sister may have been ignorant in the past, but it is not up to others to insult her in such a setting."
"Does the Imperial Noble Consort mean to disregard the Marquis of Zhen'an's residence?"
To everyone's surprise, the Marquis of Zhen'an and his son dared to confront the Imperial Noble Consort in public on this occasion.
"Lord Zhen'an, am I not wrong?" The Imperial Noble Consort was not one to be trifled with, and she retorted directly.
"Ha, Your Highness, your brother rode his horse recklessly in the street, causing the death of a pregnant woman and her unborn child, and he also lent out countless loans at exorbitant interest rates. He is far more outrageous than my sister, and neither my son nor I have spoken ill of him in public."
“My daughter is young and doesn’t know any better, but she has never done anything illegal or against the rules.”
Yun Xiao had Bi Cao pay for Yun Qingran's free meals, so aside from being arrogant, Yun Qingran really didn't do anything illegal or taboo.
After Yunxiao spoke, everyone fell silent again. Every family has its unworthy descendants; this is something everyone tacitly agrees on. But the Marquis of Zhen'an and his son dared to say it directly in order to stand up to the Imperial Noble Consort, showing absolutely no fear of death.
From then on, everyone knew one thing: the Marquis of Zhen'an was a doting father to his daughter, and the heir of the Marquis of Zhen'an was a sister-obsessed man.
“It’s not surprising that the Imperial Noble Consort questions me. Why don’t we have a competition on the spot to avoid any doubts that could harm my reputation?” Yun Qingran said.
"They're really courting death." Yun Song muttered, secretly pleased. It seemed that he didn't need to lift a finger; Yun Xiao, his son, and his daughter could bring about their own demise.
"Yun Qingran, you were the one who said you wanted to have a competition, so don't say that I'm bullying you." The Imperial Noble Consort chuckled.
"That's natural." Yun Qingran's gaze was fixed on the Imperial Noble Consort.
Their eyes met, and hostility was palpable.
"Alright, since Miss Yun wants to have a competition, then let's have one." The Imperial Noble Consort looked at Yun Xiyue, "Xiyue, come out and have a competition with Miss Yun."
“Imperial Noble Consort…” Yun Xiyue bit her lip, looking conflicted, then walked up to Yun Qingran and said, “Ranran, I will give in to you.”
Yun Xiyue appeared reluctant, as if she was being forced into the role, but inside she was incredibly excited.
After years of scheming, she had led this little bitch astray, while she herself was the most talented woman in Beiyin, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Today, she could finally crush her in public.
She wanted everyone to know that so what if Yun Qingran was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhen'an's family? She was still a good-for-nothing, and she herself was the hope of the Yun family.
"Then thank you very much, cousin." Yun Qingran smiled on the surface, but in her heart she was cursing. Don't think I don't know what she's thinking. Right now she's thinking about how to publicly humiliate me.
"Your Majesty, why don't you give the two Miss Yuns a question?" The Imperial Noble Consort looked at the Emperor with bright eyes.
The Emperor was also very interested in the competition and nodded in agreement to set a question. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The question is for you to compose a poem on the spot."
When Yunxi Yue heard the topic for impromptu poetry composition, she was overjoyed.
She would privately pay talented scholars to write poems for her, including poems about spring, summer, autumn, winter, various plants, and different solar terms and festivals.
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