Fang He came back to his senses and nodded wildly with joy, "Xinxinxin, cousin, you can't go back on your word. If it happens, I will thank you forever."
She couldn't wait to choose a noble man with a good family background, and he was waiting to see Shen Nianqing's ugly face of surprise, shock, and regret.
Huh, don't even dare to block her way.
"Why are my brothers and sisters so polite?" Fang Zhao suddenly changed his tone, "By the way, tell me more about your sister Qian. There are some things I still don't understand."
When Fang Qian returned to Fang's house, he was not at home. When that incident happened, he was not at the scene either. It was just hearsay that he could not tell clearly.
But his intuition told him that Fang Qian would be a very useful chess piece. If he could grasp her weakness, he could use it as his own.
He didn't believe that she didn't have any weaknesses. As long as she was a human being, she would have weaknesses, and no one was exempt.
Fang He hurriedly agreed, "Okay, you want to know? I will definitely tell you everything I know."
In order to please him, she doesn't care even if she sells everyone around her
Fang Zhao curled his lips with satisfaction and listened to her detailed explanation.
He was extremely proud, and it seemed that he had successfully pulled the concubine of his second wife into his hand.
The whole morning was spent in the noisy registration, and as of noon, the registration was completed. A jury composed of several college deans selected the ten most outstanding poems.
The competition officially started at three o'clock in the afternoon. The five deans of the jury lined up and sat on the high platform, leaving five empty seats in the middle as usual.
Everyone was looking up at them below, anxiously waiting for the final result.
The chief minister of the palace shouted loudly, "The prince has arrived, the eldest prince has arrived, the second prince has arrived, Concubine Shu has arrived, and Concubine Ling has arrived."
King Mo Ting was in the lead, followed closely by the two princes, followed by the two concubines with their dresses sweeping the floor, and finally followed by a large group of maids.
Everyone knelt down one after another, and a group of people walked onto the high platform amidst the sound of kneeling and worshiping.
King Mo Ting was wearing a formal dress and looked majestic. He stood in the middle, looking up at everyone with a majestic expression. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, get up."
Ding An, the dean of Baiyun Academy, is the leader of the judging panel and is fully responsible for this competition.
He came over, bowed, and respectfully asked for instructions, "Your Majesty, when is the best time for the game to start?"