amaotonovel Chapter 311 Watching Her Competition
Chapter 311 Watching Her Competition
Ji Yuntang almost fell to the ground.
This child is hopeless!
At this moment, a deep and pure bell sound passed through the clouds and rang in the ears of the students.
After three bells rang, Mei Zhuyu came out and said, "I have studied hard for decades just to pass the imperial examination. Both I and Shanzhang Cheng are honored to be here and see so many new faces."
"You represent hope and the future of Dongchen. The court will need fresh blood like you to shine for the country and benefit the people."
“I hope that all the students present here today can make full use of their accumulated knowledge and achieve good results in Canglang Poetry Talk.”
"Now, I declare that the Canglang Poetry Contest officially begins."
As soon as he finished speaking, applause sounded in his ears and continued for a long time.
Ji Yuntang stood in the crowd and applauded along with them.
She learned from Luo Junhe that Mei Zhuyu and Cheng Rushan were both very important figures on this continent.
Ji Yuntang was very excited to see both of them today.
After the applause, the official in charge came out to read out the rules.
"This assessment consists of five rounds: arithmetic, law, carpentry, calligraphy, and poetry. Each round has a total score of 100. There is only one stick of incense left, and each person only has one chance to answer each round."
"Eighty points is the passing score. Only candidates who pass this round are eligible to enter the next round."
"Anyone who cheats or plagiarizes during a competition will be eliminated immediately."
"Anyone who disrupts order during the competition will be eliminated immediately."
"Those who fail to complete the questions before the incense burns out will be eliminated immediately."
"Those who fail to hand in their papers before the incense burns out will be eliminated."
"When the competition begins, candidates cannot walk around the venue at will. Within half an hour after submitting the papers, the referee will announce the scores and the list of candidates who advance to the next round."
"If you have any objections, you can raise them in person. No one will be accepted after this time."
After the steward finished reading out the rules, someone immediately lit a stick of incense in the incense burner in front.
The smoke of cigarettes rose up, along with a piece of light yellow rice paper and a writing brush and inkstone, which were placed on the table in front of Ji Yuntang.
With a single table, a single stool, and hundreds of invigilating eyes, the arithmetic competition began.
Ji Yuntang felt that this kind of open-air examination was really a strange feeling, and it gave her an inexplicable sense of calm in her heart.
Her eyes swept over the test questions on the rice paper and saw only these four sentences written on it.
"The Qinchuan River is nine hundred miles long, and its source is a chestnut.
A chestnut only turns five centimeters, and after a few turns it reaches the bottom of the river."
Ji Yuntang: "..."
Are all the questions so crazy nowadays?
She tried to understand it and finally figured out the meaning of the question.
Qinchuan is a famous river in Dongchen State, spanning Dongchen and Xishu States, with a total length of about 900 miles.
At the source of Qinchuan, someone put a chestnut in the water.
It takes five points for a chestnut to rotate one circle along the river. How many times did this chestnut rotate from the source of Qinchuan to the foot of the river?
This is a typical arithmetic problem.
Before coming here, Ji Yuntang had read about the conversion system of units of this dynasty.
Normally, one li is equal to 500 meters, which is equal to 350 steps, and one step is equal to 5 feet, which is equal to 500 points.
After figuring this out, she quickly came up with an idea for solving the problem.
Ji Yuntang lowered his head and wrote and drew on the paper, looking very serious.
What she didn't know was that in a teahouse with a wide view not far away, a handsome man in black was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her gently.
He wore a black and gold mask on his face, and his narrow and long peach blossom eyes were as bright as stars, and he was reluctant to even blink.
Chen Hu stood beside him and asked weakly, "Your Highness, the Night King, if we sneak out like this, will the princess be angry if she finds out?"
Luo Junhe didn't even turn his head, and said calmly: "She is angry, but I will support her, you don't have to worry."
Ji Yuntang took Wang Sheng out the door, and Luo Junhe and Chen Hu arrived soon after.
Because the fact that he was able to get out of bed was still a secret, Ji Yuntang blocked all the news and forbade people in the Yewang Mansion to leak a single word.
It was also for this reason that Luo Junhe sneaked out from the back door this time in a carriage.
Chen Hu also booked a private room in the teahouse in advance and entered through a special passage.
To be on the safe side, Luo Junhe took out the mask he had collected for many years and put it on his face.
Chen Hu thought that their prince's move was too risky, but Luo Junhe didn't care.
If he didn't see Ji Yuntang shine in the Canglang Poetry Talk today, he might regret it for the rest of his life.
Luo Junhe curled up his lips into a smile, and looked at the woman with even more gentle and blurred eyes.
"Before, I only heard about how powerful she was from other people. Today, I can finally see it with my own eyes!"
Even if he just glanced at Ji Yuntang from a distance, he felt that the trip was worth it!
Chen Hu felt like he had eaten a mouthful of dog food. He scratched his head and asked curiously: "My Lord, do you think the princess will win?"
"Yes." Luo Junhe's voice was extremely firm, "I believe her."
He saw all of Ji Yuntang's efforts over the past three days.
Luo Junhe felt that with her intelligence and talent, even if she didn't read books or do exercises, she could still get a good ranking in the Canglang Poetry Talk.
He had unconditional trust in Ji Yuntang.
At this moment, Ji Qingqing, who was sitting at the podium, looked extremely excited.
She stared at Ji Yuntang's face, and a hint of ferocity flashed in her eyes.
Cui Liu praised her earnestly, "Second Miss, you are so smart that you actually signed Ji Yuntang up for the Canglang Poetry Contest. With her stupid brain, I'm afraid she won't even make it through the first round this time!"
Ji Qingqing glanced at her and said arrogantly, "Humph, didn't she get the emperor's praise at the palace banquet and boast about her literary talent?"
"I want to see how she will save herself this time."
Cui Liu immediately agreed, "How dare she show off her literary talent in front of an expert? Even the Third Young Master was stumped by the topics in Canglang Poetry Talk. How can a country girl like her compare with the Third Young Master?"
Ji Qingqing sneered disdainfully, "Of course she can't compare to Third Brother. The title of Canglang Poetry Talk this time belongs to Third Brother."
"But she has never been self-aware. She was so proud of the poem she wrote at the palace banquet. Who knows where she copied it from?"
"I want her to see with her own eyes the gap between her and others, so that she won't really think she is the most talented woman in Dongchen Country!"
Cui Liu said: "With Princess Shuyang and Miss Murong here, how could she be the first talented woman?"
"You are so smart, Second Miss. You gave Ji Yuntang priority in signing up. Otherwise, we would not be able to see this wonderful show!"