In the end, Ye Ling'er knocked her opponent to the ground with a beautiful roundhouse kick and became one of the 100 contestants selected in the final of this martial arts competition.
On the eighth day of April, after two days of rest, the one hundred women who passed the martial arts test began to take the literary examination in the Imperial Examination Hall.
However, during the body search before entering the exam hall, fifteen people were disqualified for carrying cheat sheets or writing on the back of their clothes. There was even a person who carved words on rice and cheated with a magnifying glass, and all of them were stopped.
On the tenth day of April, the test results came out, and Ye Ling'er and twenty-nine other women were selected to take part in the next round of examinations.
In the following exams, a dazzling array of talents awaited. The melodious rhythms of poetry and song, the exquisite skills of calligraphy and painting, were all showcased vividly in the examination hall. Each contestant displayed their unique skills and talents.
After fierce competition, fifteen people emerged as the finalists. Among them, Ye Ling'er stood out. With her outstanding poetry and exquisite calligraphy skills, she won high praise from the examiners.
On April 15th, the exam was held in the back hills of the Imperial Academy. However, when the examiner announced the content of the competition, the participants were dumbfounded.
"Watering the vegetables? Lord Jijiu, could this be a mistake? The King's uncle is looking for a son-in-law, not a farmhand to take care of the farm!" A noblewoman twitched her lips. Her eyes were filled with shock.
Ruan Suhe, the Imperial College's chief academic officer who was overseeing the competition, had a sullen expression as he spoke, emphasizing each word: "No. If anyone wants to give up, they can leave now."
As Ruan Suhe finished speaking, everyone who was whispering to each other shut up.
Without a word, Ye Ling'er picked up the bucket and began to work. She expertly scooped up the water and watered each vegetable plant with a deft, quick movement. The sunlight shone on her, illuminating her focused expression.
Seeing this, the others followed suit, though reluctantly. For a moment, the back mountain was filled with busy figures.
Time passed quietly, and at noon, the competition ended. Ye Ling'er's performance undoubtedly won the approval of the chief priest Ruan Suhe.
At this point, 120,000 candidates finally selected five single women of marriageable age, including Ye Ling'er.
The next day (April 16), Ye Ling'er and five other women were ordered to enter the palace to meet the emperor.
In the imperial garden, Hua Qingguo, who was sitting in the pavilion with Hua Qingcheng, did not expect to see Ye Ling'er.
Although Hua Qingguo had no intention of getting married, he did not object when he saw Hua Qingcheng taking great pains to find a wife for him and did not want to disappoint his sister.
Next, Hua Qingcheng asked everyone a question: "Tell me, why do you want to participate in this competition to recruit a son-in-law?"
The first person to answer was a twenty-year-old woman holding a folding fan. She was dressed in an elegant long dress and smiled as she said, "Your Majesty, my name is Zhao Linger. As the saying goes, 'A virtuous man and a gentleman are always a good match for an eloquent woman.' Master Bai is handsome and talented. What woman wouldn't be attracted to him?"
After saying this, she pretended to be nonchalant and gently waved her folding fan.
Hua Qingcheng didn't expect that the other person was also called Ling'er. She glanced at Zhao Ling'er, nodded slightly, and then signaled the next person to come forward and speak.
The second woman was only 28 years old and was also pretty. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand.
"Qiqiqi... Your Majesty, my name is Fengfengfeng... Feng Yu, and I live at... "
"Next!" Hua Qingcheng waved her hand impatiently.
"Ah! This, this, this... Your Majesty..." She didn't finish her words until Feng Yu was dragged a long way away.
The third woman who answered the question was very beautiful and spoke clearly, but she was a little petite.
Hua Qingcheng looked suspiciously at the woman in front of her, who was only about one meter tall, and asked, "How old are you? Are you sure you're not a child under school age?"
The woman said embarrassedly, "Your Majesty, my name is Li Zhen, and I am already nineteen years old.
Hua Qingcheng frowned when she heard this. Although she did not discriminate against dwarfs, it was definitely not possible for her beloved brother to have her as his wife.
So she waved her hand, signaling the next person to come forward and speak.
The fourth woman was tall and fat, with a broad back and strong arms, and looked very strong. She was at least 190 cm tall and had very dark skin.
"Your Majesty, my surname is Hao, and my given name is Linglong. This man is nothing more than a woman's accessory. In my opinion, it doesn't matter who I marry. It's fine for him to marry into the Hua family. However, after the marriage, the Hua family's money, house deeds, land deeds, shops, manors, and the indentures of the slaves, etc., must be handed over to me for safekeeping."
Upon hearing Hao Linglong's words, Hua Qingcheng's face suddenly turned dark, and she immediately ordered people to drag her out of the imperial garden.
Hua Qingcheng sighed slightly. She hadn't expected that after so many rounds of screening, there would be such a few mismatched ones. Looking at it this way, only the first one, Zhao Ling'er, and the last one, Ye Ling'er, looked pleasing to the eye.
"What about you?" Hua Qingcheng turned her gaze to Ye Ling'er and asked.
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