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Chapter 306 Passive Registration

The general content of the notification letter is, congratulations to Miss Ji Yuntang for successfully registering for this year's Canglang Poetry Competition. Please arrive at Qianqiu Tower on time at 1:01 pm three days later to participate in the competition.

If you break your promise, Qingyun Hall has the right to cut you off permanently and prohibit you from participating in any literary activities organized by Qingyun Hall and the Royal Academy.

It will also affect your reputation in your home country and the eligibility of your children to attend the Royal Academy in the future.

Ji Yuntang almost spit out the food in her mouth. She exclaimed: "When did I sign up for the Canglang Poetry Talk? How come I didn't know about it?"

"It's fake, it must be fake, this must be a human prank, I don't know who is so bored to deliberately play a prank on me."

Luo Junhe took the letter from Ji Yuntang's hand, and his calm dark eyes swept across the font and the two seals on it. After looking at it for a moment, he came to a conclusion.

"This is real."

Ji Yuntang: "..."

Ji Yuntang: "!!!"

Ji Yuntang was shocked by these four light words.

"What exactly is going on?"

Before, she wanted to sign up for the Canglang Poetry Talk, but Luo Junhe said that women were not eligible to participate, so she gave up the idea.

But now, someone actually delivered the competition letter to her.

What does this mean?

This can't mean that Qingyun Hall changed the rules for her, right?

Luo Junhe narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and his low voice was a little cold. He turned his head and looked at Ji Yuntang.

"The seals of Qingyun Hall and the Ministry of Rites cannot be forged. Moreover, there is a sun and moon logo on the letter."

"The sun represents the Dongchen royal family, and the moon represents the Royal Academy. The meaning of the sun and the moon shining together is the combined strength of the royal family and the Royal Academy. It also represents auspiciousness."

"Generally, when this sign appears, something big is happening. The Canglang Poetry Talk can be considered one of the major events in Dongchen Country."

Ji Yuntang was even more confused after hearing this. She asked: "So, the consequences above are also true?"

Luo Junhe nodded slightly and pursed his thin lips.

"That's right. If one person breaks an appointment, the whole family will be implicated. Qingyun Hall has always been so strict."

"In fact, the consequences written on it are relatively mild. If you sign up for the Canglang Poetry Competition but don't show up on the day of the competition, then starting from you, the children of the next three generations will not even be eligible to participate in the Spring Examination."

Ji Yuntang: "..."

Ji Yuntang: "!!!"

Isn't this too overbearing?

So if she doesn't go, then her sons and grandsons will never be eligible to take part in the Spring Examination?

Ji Yuntang felt as if ten thousand alpacas were galloping through his heart.

Luo Junhe's eyes were dark, and his smile was shallow. He mocked, "How could ordinary people be allowed to act so recklessly at a cultural event jointly organized by the royal family, Qingyun Hall, and the Royal Academy?"

"It is precisely because there were people who signed up before but did not participate, which affected the normal process of the competition that Master Mei of Qingyun Pavilion came up with this desperate measure."

"Master Mei's starting point is good, which is to prevent someone from making trouble in the Canglang Poetry Talk and affecting the assessment of other students."

"After all, the registration fee for Canglang Poetry Talk is really low."

Ji Yuntang asked in surprise: "How low?"

"One tael of silver."

"Only one or two ounces?" Ji Yuntang was stunned!

“This is too low!”

Ji Yuntang originally thought that for such a large-scale and formal competition, the registration fee would have to be at least a hundred taels of silver.

Unexpectedly, it was much less than she imagined.

Luo Junhe looked at Ji Yuntang's astonishment and chuckled. He said softly:

"Atang doesn't know that the head of Qingyun Pavilion, Mei Zhuyumei, is a poor student himself. It is precisely because he grew up in a poor family that he understands the hardships and difficulties that poor students face in their studies."

"Some students have to walk from far away places to the capital city to participate in the Canglang Poetry Competition. They have very little money left after the journey. If the registration fee is too high, they simply cannot afford it and will not be able to participate!"

"But it is precisely because the registration fee for Canglang Poetry Talk is too low that it indirectly leads to anyone being able to sign up for the competition, and there are many people who cause trouble on Canglang Poetry Talk."

"If we want to avoid this kind of situation, we can only work hard on the registration system and let students know how serious the consequences of disrupting the order of poetry talk are."

Ji Yuntang was filled with sorrow.

She sighed and said: "The owner of the Plum Pavilion is such a good person. After getting caught in the rain, he wants to hold an umbrella for others."

He has put a lot of effort into helping thousands of poor students!

One tael of silver can get you the qualification to compete. Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance of winning the championship, countless students will rush to compete.

A general's success is the result of the sacrifice of hundreds of soldiers. This road has always been rugged, dangerous and extremely difficult to walk on.

His eyes fell on the envelope on the table, and Ji Yuntang asked the question that puzzled her.

"Ah He, if according to what you said, one tael of silver can register, then doesn't that mean anyone can register on behalf of others?"

She is now certain that someone must have signed her up.

As for who it is, how did they sign up, and why was the woman able to sign up?

Ji Yuntang has already asked Wang Sheng to go out and inquire!

She didn't reject this competition, but she couldn't just watch herself jump into the fire pit.

What if someone wanted to harm her?

"As far as I know, there are three things that are indispensable for signing up for Canglang Poetry Talk."

"The first is the applicant's date of birth, the second is the applicant's household registration card, and the third is money!"

Luo Junhe narrowed his eyes dangerously. He knew what Ji Yuntang was worried about.

From the first moment he saw the entry letter, Luo Junhe already had a guess in his mind.

However, for various reasons, he did not say it directly.

Now that Ji Yuntang asked, Luo Junhe told her.

He believed that with Ji Yuntang's intelligence, he would be able to think of something.

Sure enough, Ji Yuntang figured out the problem almost instantly.

"You mean, it was someone from Yongning Marquis's Mansion who signed me up?"

Luo Junhe didn't say anything, but his face showed an unquestionable expression.

He knew Ji Yuntang's birth date so clearly and even had her household registration card in his hand.

Who else could it be except the people from Yongning Marquis Mansion?

Ji Yuntang put his hands on his hips and put one foot on the chair, his delicate eyes and eyebrows looking around with a lively look.

"Damn, how much do they love me? They even think of me first when they attend an event like Canglang Poetry Talk?"

Luo Junhe: "..."

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Ji Yuntang, his eyes were indescribable.

"Atang, are you sure this is love?"

"Are you speaking in anger?"

Luo Junhe looked at her and felt that his little princess was very angry, but her expression was smiling.

"What else?" Ji Yuntang's eyes were mysterious, and a sarcastic arc suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips.