My system is three thousand years ahead of time.

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Cheng Guang also looked at Bai Shuxuan's position with interest. He was also very curious about which people Bai Shuxuan would choose to pass the test.

If she wanted the prince to become a lick dog, she would definitely have to do something to highlight her identity.

To tell the prince that although she was a courtesan and a brothel girl, she was not an ordinary brothel girl, and she was not someone you could easily get.

Perhaps it was because Bai Shuxuan, through a series of means, raised her own identity and status in the prince's heart to a height that should not belong to her, that he became her loyal lick dog without even touching her hand.

Cheng Guang's thoughts were surging, but Qiao Songshan on the side was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He stared blankly into the distance and muttered.

"I don't know if the turtle slave's poem is useful."

"With so many students in the academy, the poems they wrote must be extraordinary. The poem written by a turtle slave is unreliable no matter how you think about it."

"Why does the boss believe that the poem written by the turtle slave will definitely help him pass Bai Shuxuan's test?"

"Could it be that the turtle slave is Bai Shuxuan's man and deliberately wants the boss to pass the test?"

"This shouldn't be the case. Didn't Bai Shuxuan say that he would choose someone he likes? Could it be that she has already loved my boss?"

Qiao Songshan muttered to himself, and he had already become a chatterbox.

Cheng Guang didn't pay attention to him. He picked up the teacup, blew the hot air out of the cup, took a sip, and watched calmly.

This time, after the red-clothed maid entered the room, there was no movement for a long time.

Everyone present was getting more and more nervous, but they still kept their temper and waited quietly.

Under the attention of the crowd, the red-clothed maid soon appeared again.

She was dressed in red, smiling, and spoke gently.

"Miss Bai has read everyone's poems and selected one person to pass the exam."

After the red-dressed maid finished speaking, there was silence in the audience.

The air seemed to freeze a little.

After a long while, the entire Jade Pavilion erupted in an uproar.

"What?? What did you say?? Only one person was selected??"

"There must be at least 1,000 poems just submitted, if not 800?? There are also poems by many scholars in the academy. Miss Bai only selected one person? What was she thinking??"

"Who is that person?? Is the poem he wrote so good??"

"That is to say, there won't be any shady dealings! Does Miss Bai already have a favorite person in mind??"

"We demand that the poem of that person be published, so that we can all see how good the poem he wrote is, so that Miss Bai can let only him pass the exam!!"

Many people were furious when they heard the words of the red-dressed maid.

They had no objection to the fact that whether the test questions passed or not only depended on whether they met Bai Shuxuan's wishes, after all, it was Bai Shuxuan who chose the guest.

But.

Now you tell me that you only chose one person from thousands of people to pass the test questions? ?

Among the poems written by thousands of people, only one person could meet your wishes? ?

Then how good should his poems be? How different should they be? ?

Is this reasonable? ?

This is obviously unreasonable!!

Many people were not convinced, and they also doubted whether Bai Shuxuan had already chosen this person.

Under the crowd's anger, many people began to question whether there was a shady deal.

Downstairs, Wen Qinghe was stunned when he heard this voice, and then a hint of joy rose in his eyes.

"I didn't expect Miss Bai to admire me so much."

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"After she read my poems, she was afraid that other people's poems were just tasteless, so she only chose me to pass the test."

"In this case, I must be the guest of honor."

Thinking of this.

Wen Qinghe's calm heart beat quietly at this moment.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work. Miss Bai has chosen me. She has a good eye for talent. Don't be so excited."

Wen Qinghe stood up, with an irrepressible smile on his lips, and spoke to the people in all directions in a gentle tone.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of countless people in the Jade Pavilion.

"Is this Wen Qinghe?"

"He is the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites, and is considered a top-level aristocratic family. It is said that he is also a student of the Great Zhou Academy. If it is him, it may not be possible."

"Hiss, it's over, there is no comparison."

"Miss Bai, we have no chance."

As everyone discussed, they could not help but gnashed their teeth secretly.

Wen Qinghe was watched by so many people, and was valued so much by Bai Shuxuan that only he was chosen.

His vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

The students of the academy around Wen Qinghe immediately congratulated Wen Qinghe in advance.

"Brother Wen, congratulations first. Your poetry talent has even been praised by great scholars. I think it won't be difficult to win over the courtesan Bai Shuxuan."

"I'm so envious, Brother Wen. When you go back, you must tell us how beautiful Bai Shuxuan is."

"We have never seen Bai Shuxuan, but Brother Wen can sleep with Bai Shuxuan tonight and enjoy the blessing of heaven and man. I really envy you."

"Brother Wen, you deserve to die. Why don't I have poetry talent like you? Be gentle at night, or I'll feel bad."

"Hiss, come to think of it, Brother Wen, can you also call my name in the evening, so that I can feel a little involved."

Wen Qinghe was secretly pleased by the flattery of the students around him, and he didn't care about the teasing of the people around him.

Getting a woman like Bai Shuxuan who is famous in Kyoto is destined to bear pressure that ordinary people can't bear.

He has been prepared for this for a long time.

"Everyone, no need to say, wait for me to go back and tell you in detail."

Wen Qinghe showed a calm and chic smile on his face, fanned the painted fan in his hand, and was about to get up and go upstairs to Bai Shuxuan's room.

However, at this time, the voice of the red-clothed maid sounded at the right time.

"Since everyone wants to listen, then I will read out the poem of that person for everyone to enjoy."

"Autumn is full in the middle of the sky, and everyone looks at the bright inside."

"Clouds are born in thousands of streams, and dew washes a river clear."

The red-clothed maid's voice fell.

The entire space of the Jade Pavilion was silent.

Wen Qinghe, who was about to go upstairs, paused in mid-air.

After being stunned for a long time, he slowly retracted his steps and looked at the maid in red with a dull face.

"No, this is not my poem."

"Did you read it wrong?"

Wen Qinghe looked at the maid in red in disbelief, muttering to himself.

The faces of the students around him were also frozen, looking at each other.

It's not Wen Qinghe? ?

Whose poem can compare with his? ?

Even they couldn't believe it.

After being stunned for a moment, Wen Qinghe immediately said loudly: "There is a conspiracy!!"

"Although this poem is a good piece of work, even I can't write it, who here can write it?!"

"Ms. Hongzhu, may I ask who is the author of this poem? ?"

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