The list of the last round of the competition is freshly released, and Mo Lan deservedly became the biggest dark horse of the Mingxiang Juxian Conference, and her talent and wisdom once again subverted the legend of Princess Min's "illiterate".

In this case, she is the most likely to win the top spot this year. The ministers in the audience all sighed, regretting why they didn't bet heavily on Princess Min? The rumors are really not credible......

Everyone had sad faces, but only Si Yunyi shook his legs proudly and smiled brightly. Now just wait for his fifth sister-in-law to win the final victory, his 100,000 ...... Oh no, it's fifty thousand taels of silver, and it's about to fly over with wings.

There are even a few people around him, humbly asking the eighth prince for accurate betting, how can he be so clever?

Si Yunyi snorted softly, extremely proud and complacent, and shamelessly stole Mo Lan's words: "Insight, not everyone has it!" ”

Everyone sighed, the eighth prince really had a unique vision......

Mo Lan and the other four women were waiting for the last round of competition, and it was Nie Rong standing beside her. Unexpectedly, General Nie Yuan's daughter is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also first-class in literature.

She tilted her head slightly, meeting Nie Rong's gaze.

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, and then showed a natural friendly smile, and Mo Lan also smiled and nodded at her - she had a very good impression of this heroic general's daughter.

At this time, Si Yunqing walked out of a private house at the middle end of the cloister and carefully closed the door. Mo Lan couldn't help but glance at the room a few more times, but saw that the window was gauzy, so that people couldn't see the scene inside, but in terms of direction, the view from that window was excellent, and it should be able to see the entire garden.

Could anyone be in that room? Mo Lan was thinking about it, but she heard Si Yun's light voice drifting in the wind.

"The question of the last round of the competition will be decided by this king." The gentle voice seems to be swept by the breeze, bringing deadly comfort. He paused slightly, and his gaze swept over Mo Lan as if unintentionally, "This king's topic is ...... As a monarch, what should be the first way to govern the country? ”

Mo Lan was stunned for a moment, and frowned a little strangely. This is a sensitive political issue, and it seems that it should not be asked in such a public setting, right? Besides, all the people standing here are women, and women in ancient times did not participate in politics, so how to govern the country is also a matter for the emperor and important ministers of the court. What is the intention of King Wen to ask such a question?

She secretly swept both sides, and sure enough, Nie Rong and the others all had a little overwhelmed look on their faces.

If the answer to such a question is so-so and ambiguous, it is okay, and if you accidentally say the wrong thing, it is not a joke. Emperor Laozi's affairs, who dares to talk about it casually?

She stroked her brows, her gaze unintentionally swept over the window, and there seemed to be a flash of bright yellow.

Don't......

The corners of her mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, and a look of understanding appeared in the woman's bright eyes.

If she guessed correctly, this question was specially prepared for her......