Yun Chuyang gritted his teeth, finally took the pen and dipped it ink, and put it on the paper.

The hall was silent. Jiuqing's eyes passed by the students, turned to look at the ministers, and said lightly: "The waiting time is really boring. You all can go out to exercise your muscles."

"I don't feel bored," said Master Su Xiang. "This is the time to test the patience of all officials. Such an opportunity is rare."

Jiu Qing smiled faintly when she heard this: "Since that's the case, I feel sorry for all my dear ministers to accompany these future pillars of the court and think about how to govern the country."

After saying that, Jiuqing leaned slightly backwards, leaning lazily on the back of the chair with a little bit of laziness, closing his eyes to rest.

Time passed by little by little, and the hall was silent, and the atmosphere was relatively peaceful. The students were not nervous and uneasy on their faces. They just lowered their heads and wrote articles quietly, occasionally flirting their eyebrows and thinking for a moment, and then continued writing.

Yun Hao, sitting on his chair, staring at the student who was writing hard, had no emotions in his eyes.

The ministers looked at the students present without any hesitation, and found that most of them were calm. Although they were a little nervous, they were not nervous about writing articles. They were more likely to be faced with the current atmosphere and scene for the first time, so they were inevitably a little restrained.

In addition, what really puzzled many people was that the eldest son of the Yun family, who was sitting on the third left of the second row, frowned and looked stiff at this time. The writing speed was much slower than that of others, which looked a bit abnormal.

"Mr. Yun." An official attached himself to Mr. Yun's ear and whispered in confusion, "Young Master Yun looks something wrong. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yun Hou's face was obviously not good-looking. Hearing the Yan, he turned his head to look at the spoken minister. Just as he was about to say something, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He couldn't help but hold his hand tightly, and turned to look at his son again.

He doesn't know if the article on governing the country can stump Yun Chuyang, if it really doesn't work...

The quiet atmosphere makes people dare not break it easily, and there is no reason to break the tranquility and solemnity. Yun Hou took a deep breath, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, but his mind kept changing his mind.

Half an hour says it’s not long, and it’s not short.

Until Qingluan's respectful and weak voice rang in the hall, "Your Highness, half an hour has arrived."

The ministers woke up as if they were in a dream and looked up at the little girl who was talking.

The little girl was about fifteen years old and looked white and tender, soft and weak, but I don’t know if it was caused by the excessive quiet atmosphere or the girl’s voice itself contained a trait that made people look sideways. When her voice sounded, they seemed to feel the slightly condensed coldness of the air in that moment.

Jiuqing slowly opened her eyes, her black eyes were clear and clear, as quiet as snow.

He casually glanced at the students who had put their writing down. His eyes were frozen on Yun Chuyang's face with a little hesitant expression. After a moment, he looked away and said indifferently: "Go and take the paper."

Qingluan received the order: "I obey the order."

After saying that, she walked down the jade steps step by step, walked to the student's case, closed her eyes from the first row, and did not stop on anyone's papers. She silently put all the papers away, then returned to the imperial court and submitted them to Jiuqing's hand.

Jiu Qing took it and put it aside, smiled faintly: "There is no need to write the second question, just ask and answer it directly."

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Chapter completed!