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Chapter Thirty-Four: Win

  The judges on the platform are evaluating the results, and the students under the stage are also discussing.

  Today, Shen Miao didn't make a fool of herself. Although it made the assessment seem somewhat dull, it also made some of her fellow students who usually don't take her seriously pay attention to her. People are probably all weird, and those who are usually poor performers only need to show slight improvement, perhaps in other people's eyes they can turn over a new leaf.

  Feng Anning was somewhat nervous, occasionally glancing over at the judges on stage. The people on stage seemed to be arguing about something for some reason.

  "It seems like today is also very intense." Fu Xiuan smiled and said, "However, as a daughter of the family, why bother to be so particular? In any case, she won't enter officialdom." His personality has always been somewhat arrogant, but he's not afraid that these adults around him will hear it and be dissatisfied. After all, some people's daughters are just like those students who just went on stage.

  "Opportunities are rare," said Fu Xiuyi, "so we must grasp them firmly."

  "Brother Jiu is right." Fu Xiuyan picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, saying: "If there's an exceptionally outstanding woman, Brother Jiu can also pay attention to her." Although he looked calm, he was actually not easy to deal with. Openly and secretly, they were all testing whether Fu Xiuyan would find himself a powerful wife with a strong background.

  "Wu Ge said with a smile." Fu Xiuyi shook his head: "My marriage, the emperor will take charge of it himself, where is there room for me to intervene?"

  This is also the case, Fu Xiuyi usually does things arranged by the emperor and rarely has his own ideas. To outsiders, such a prince is almost too gentle and has no ambition, just like Dong Shufei. However, in the eyes of Jing Wang Fu Xiyuan, there are always a few differences.

  "In life, one must take a gamble or two. Isn't that the same for wives as well?" Jing Wang's words were laced with meaning: "Until the very end, who knows what the outcome will be?"

  King Zhou also detected his brother's probing of Fu Xiuyi and turned his eyes around, but didn't say anything.

  Not long after, the inspector on stage stood out and announced the result.

  In the piano category, unexpectedly, Feng Anning took the top spot. Originally, there wasn't anyone particularly outstanding in this group, but Feng Anning was exceptionally prominent. She was naturally overjoyed, went up to receive the verification certificate, and happily handed it to Mrs. Feng to see. Mrs. Feng was delighted by this honor, which for a woman, although not allowing her to hold office, was like adding flowers to brocade. The children of aristocratic families were naturally not lacking in wealth and glory, but their own talents and beauty could clearly distinguish them from others.

  Feng Anning used today's verification to upgrade her level.

  In the chess game, Bai Wei took the lead. A special checker who recorded the chess moves handed over the well-drawn chess route to the people below to show fairness. Shen Miao glanced at the chess game and after several rounds of play, Bai Wei's chess game seemed more detailed, which is why she made it to the end. Unfortunately, she paid too much attention to trivial matters and failed to take a better overall view, instead slowing down her progress and becoming somewhat cumbersome.

  The book category, Shen Qing only got second place. The first was Yi Peilan. Her poem about chrysanthemum's lamentation in the boudoir was indeed written with elegance and charm. Although it's a bit too much for an unmarried girl to write such poetry, Guangwen Hall excels at breaking through conventional restraints and doesn't have overly strict requirements for women. Moreover, the short poem is indeed well-written with interesting connotations, not just simply praising chrysanthemum, but using it to express longing, thus adding another layer of depth.

  Shen Qing's complexion wasn't very good, but she naturally wasn't skilled at composing poems either, and it was all done with great reluctance.

  The last one is Shen Miao's this set of "paintings".

  The judges on the stage had different expressions, and it seemed that this group was the most contentious. The women were guessing that Shen Yue and Qin Qing must have been very close in score, after all, these two people were often compared in Guangwen Hall. Qin Qing sat proudly in his seat, seemingly not caring about the result at all, but the fingers holding the teacup were slightly stiff.

  In comparison, Shen Yue seemed more at ease. She sat beside Chen Ruoqiu, her eyes sparkling with a hint of shyness and coquetry, as Chen Ruoqiu gazed at her with tenderness. This daughter was intelligent and sensitive, with talents that rivaled her own, exceling in music, chess, literature, and painting, always topping the school's annual exams with ease, looking so carefree, today should be a sure win.

  Shen Yue naturally had a confident air about her, with strong brushstrokes and a clear artistic vision. It was as if she had already figured out the preferences of these examiners and could always produce her best work. Qin Qing may have been beautiful, but in the end, she was still useless. Thinking about this, her gaze fell on Shen Miao, who was sitting on the other side. Today, Shen Miao had caused her to lose so badly, and she had thought that Shen Miao would make a fool of herself at the verification stage, but unexpectedly, she had managed to get through it safely. However, with the next step being to display their paintings for everyone to see, Shen Miao would still have to endure a round of ridicule.

  Everything is going to be a joke, and she felt a flash of relief in her heart.

  The verifier responsible for announcing the results shouted loudly on stage: "First prize in painting - Shen Miao"

  What's so strange? First prize!

  A stone caused a thousand ripples, and everyone burst into an uproar. Even the voices of the first few names announced by the examiner were drowned out.

  Shen Yue's smile froze on her face, she looked at Chen Ruoqiu in disbelief, her voice trembling: "Mother, just now... who was the first place? Did I hear it wrong?"

  Chen Ruoqiu pinched Shen Yue's arm, and although she was shocked and angry in her heart, after all, she had eaten several decades more rice than Shen Yue. She knew that in this situation, there would be many onlookers waiting to see Shen Yue's reaction. If Shen Yue had been calm and composed, it would have been fine, but as it was, with her struggling and flailing about like just now, she had already lost the upper hand.

  Shen Qinghe and Ren Yuanyun were delighted to see Shen Yue lose face for the first time, but when they heard that the person was Shen Miao, they were also shocked. They thought that the examiner had mistaken Shen Yue's and Shen Miao's names.

  The women's seats were abuzz with discussion, and the men's seats were also in an uproar.

  "What's going on? Why isn't it Xiaoyue?" Cai Lin suddenly stood up and looked at his classmates beside him: "Did I hear wrong? Did that old man read it wrong?"

  There were naturally more than one who thought like her, especially the young men who had been classmates with Shen Miao, and they all discussed it with a look of extreme surprise.

  "See, brother, I knew she would win." Su Minglang pulled Su Mingfeng, among this group of people, he was probably the happiest, his white and chubby face shaking with excitement.

  Su Mingfen was also a headache, who would have thought it was Shen Miao. To know that every time before the exam, there would be private gambling dens to open bets, he bought Shen Yue, but bought one thousand two silver coins!

  Lost, a thousand taels of silver all gone to waste. If Old Master Su finds out, he'll be finished for sure. Looking at the delighted Su Minglang, Su Mingfen was on the verge of tears.

  Pei Lang furrowed his brow, but instead of looking at the inspector on stage, he looked towards the purple-clothed girl in the female spectator's seat.

  Her face was unusually calm, indifferently watching everyone's surprise and suspicion.

  She knew early on that she would win.

  Digression

  Don't worry, Young Master is on his way~ \(≧▽≦)/~

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