Originally, Yang Huijun had thought about it. Since she proposed to discuss strategies for governing the country, Yun Jiao would establish the topic, which would make it fair.

It was obvious that she was standing beside her, with a slightly better appearance than her and not nervous at all. She felt a little unhappy in her heart and didn't want to give in.

If you win, you won’t fight. If you win, you won’t fight. She must suppress this woman today.

She slowly moved forward two steps and thought, "As we all know, every two or three years in the Dayuan, floods occur in the southern part of the country. We will take the topic of how to prevent and control floods. What is the Nine Girl's idea?"

"Enter Yang is a guest, everyone will listen to you." Yun Jiao agreed without thinking.

"Then please ask Your Majesty to order someone to prepare the pen and ink." Yang Huijun glanced at Yun Jiao again.

I believe this girl has read a lot of books on weekdays, and her confident look must have read some methods to prevent and control floods in the books, so she thought she could do everything.

She snorted in her heart, and after a while she asked her to know what the real strategy for governing the country was.

"Go and prepare." Liang Chengjin raised his hand and ordered.

The internal supervisor naturally did not dare to neglect and quickly retreated.

After a while, several internal supervisors carried two desks into the hall.

On the desk, the four treasures of the study were all available, and the best rice paper was spread flat and just waiting for her to start writing.

"I'm here to have a wedding banquet today, and it's not easy to delay it for too long." Yang Huijun walked to the desk, picked up the best wolf-haired pen, looked down at it, but then said, "It's up to one stick of incense, how dare Miss Nine?"

"Everyone is in the envoy of Yang." Yun Jiao responded casually and walked to the desk.

"Let's light incense." Yang Huijun signaled to the side, and naturally someone came to grind the ink for him.

Jianjia has been following Yun Jiao.

The place I came to today is extraordinary. The master said that we should not bring too many people in. The rest of the yard were waiting outside, so she was the only one who followed the girl in.

She had already thought about it early in the morning and had to keep guarding the girl after coming in without any accidents. For this reason, she didn't even drink a few sips of water all day, just to avoid being convenient at this time, and no one is waiting for the girl.

At this time, she naturally didn't need Yun Jiao to speak, so she walked forward to grind the ink.

The fragrance has been lit, and the huge Zichen Palace is quietly filled with only the sound of two inkstones being polished.

Qin Nanfeng looked at Yun Jiao's head half-hung, with a quiet look on his face, and felt his hands itchy. He wanted to go forward and pinch her face and make her smile.

He has liked to see her smile since he was a child, and he doesn't want to see her always look like a little adult.

Where is there a child born sensible? Haven’t he suffered enough?

He thought of a moment of distress. After this time, he married her back and took care of her for life, and would not let her suffer.

After a moment of silence, there were some small talk in the hall.

The hour of incense passed quickly.

Yang Huijun had finished answering when there was still a small piece of incense burning, and took the lead in putting down her pen.

Yun Jiao still lowered her eyes and wrote quickly on the paper.

As the burning incense was about to perish, she stopped the pen in her hand, looked at what she had written, breathed a sigh of relief, and gently lowered the pen.

"Your Majesty, the fragrance is over." The inner supervisor whispered.

"All have been written?" Liang Chengjin glanced at her and said, "Come on."

The inner supervisor agreed and hurriedly went up to get the rice paper in front of the two of them, returned to Liang Chengjin, and presented it with both hands.

Liang Chengjin took Yang Huijun's picture, read it briefly, and took Yun Jiao's.

The methods written by Yang Huijun are commonly used, but one added is not beyond his expectations.

From this point of view, Yang Huijun does have the talent to govern the country, and it is no wonder. If he had no real skills, how could the King of Dongyue be used so heavily on her?

At this moment, he wanted to see what Yan Huan, the youngest daughter, wrote.

As soon as he got it, he was a little surprised. The writing of this concubine's daughter was elegant and elegant, and the ink traces that were not dry at the end had a faint rhyme, but it brought out an ethereal aura.

It seems that Jae Yanhuan really loves this little daughter, otherwise how could a illegitimate girl have mastered such good handwriting?

This is not inferior to those of scholars.

After carefully reading the content, he was even more surprised.

The first few steps are similar to what Yang Huijun wrote, and they are common methods for disaster relief, and there is one more item later, but what she wrote is actually the opposite of what Yang Huijun wrote.

"Queen, come and see." Liang Chengjin looked up to the bottom of the paper and pointed to the bottom of the paper: "This is a bit interesting."

Queen He took the page, looked up and down, and looked at Yun Jiao again, with a kind smile on her face: "This child looks a bit smart, I'm really right."

She felt relieved with her heart, and this time she had the right bet.

Everyone was watching from the bottom, wondering what Yun Jiao and Yang Huijun wrote, and who won and who lost in the end?

Seeing the actions of Liang Chengjin and Empress He, Yang Huijun was extremely curious about what Yun Jiao wrote.

She was sure of the last thing she added. She had thought deeply that only in this way could the people suffer from the suffering of floods over the years.

Judging from Liang Chengjin’s meaning, Yun Jiao has a better way than her?

That's impossible.

Yun Jiao stood in the middle of the hall with a calm face, but she felt a little regretful.

I had known to eat some food at home before coming, so as not to get hungry now.

When she came, she thought that since it was a wedding banquet, it must be full of delicacies and seafood, so there would naturally be something that had never been eaten before.

Therefore, when Jianjia asked her to eat something, she did not eat it, because she was afraid that she would not have the luck to taste it.

But when I really got here, I really had some delicacies, but I didn’t have time to eat it at all, so I asked Yang Huijun to order it for a competition.

She had originally planned to come to the palace today to see Qin Nanfeng and take a look at it. Who knew that such a thing would happen?

It’s really better than God’s calculations.

When I was hungry, I could smell the aroma of the food around me, which was really painful.

"Your Majesty has read the methods of the two of us. Have you ever distinguished the difference?" Yang Huijun didn't want to wait any longer, so he simply asked.

Liang Chengjin was still looking at the page of rice paper written by Yun Jiao. When he heard this, he raised his eyes and said with a smile: "What you two have their own reasons, and I can't tell the difference for a while.

It happened that the court officials gathered together and read out all the writings of you and everyone looked at who won and who lost."

"Okay." Yang Huijun has confidence in his own method, so it will be better to read it, so as not to Liang Chengjin be favored.
Chapter completed!