The second student is a 17 or 18-year-old boy with a tall handwriting and a handsome face. He has the charm of a noble family and looks a bit unruly like a playboy.

But when he looked at Qingluan, he was not frivolous at all, but full of sincere with a sense of teasing. "Junior sister, please give me advice."

Qingluan glanced at him and said quietly: "The best is like water. Water is good at benefiting all things without fighting. It is almost as good as the way that people hate. Living in a good place, having a good heart, being kind to be kind, speaking with good faith, being righteous and governing, doing good things well, and moving to good times. Only when you don't fight, there is no fault."

His voice paused slightly, and Qingluan said lightly: "Senior brother, what do you think of this sentence?"

"Thinking?" the young man smiled faintly, "A good person is good at choosing places in a living place, is good at keeping calm and unfathomable, is good at treating people sincerely, is loving and selfless, is good at abiding by trustworthiness when speaking, is good at governing, is good at streamlining, is able to govern the country well, is good at making good at making long-term things, and is good at grasping opportunities when acting. What a gentleman does is precisely because of the virtue of inconvenience, so there is no fault and no complaints."

His tone was calm, and his pronunciation was clear and calm. In the end, he concluded: "This passage means to teach people the virtues. Whether for the people or the officials, they should have noble character, tolerant mind, a gentleman open-minded and good cultivation. The key to dealing with people and doing things is to "not fight". He would rather treat what others hate than compete for profit, so others have no grudges."

Qingluan smiled slightly: "Senior brother, please sit down."

The young man raised his eyebrows lightly and blinked at Qingluan: "Does my answer satisfy my junior sister?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the face of Wenwu at the forefront changed.

What a disciple who talks about the character of a gentleman, but here he is blatantly teasing the little girl?

It's simply life or death.

Qingluan curled her smile and said seriously: "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense. This is the sacred palace, and your highness is here. Are you afraid of being dragged out to beat the board?"

The man smiled and apologized sincerely: "The junior sister has taught her a lesson."

After saying that, sit down calmly.

Jiuqing, who was sitting in the upper position, just glanced at him casually, but there was no emotion on his face. After glanced at him, he looked down at the paper.

Qingluan continued to ask, and the students stood up and answered one by one, with a humble tone. They neither looked down on the little girl nor the pride of literati, and their performances were remarkable.

It was soon the ninth student Yun Chuyang's turn.

"Senior Brother." Qingluan nodded politely.

Yun Chuyang stood up, clenched his hands unconsciously, his expression stiffened, and his eyes glared at the little girl in front of him.

When the enemy meets, they are extremely jealous.

He didn't expect that they would face each other in this way, let alone that she would be the one around His Highness Crown King...

Thinking of their first meeting, Yun Chuyang couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yun Hao. Yun Hao sat upright on the chair, his face calm, and turned a blind eye to his eyes.

Yun Chuyang looked up at Jiu Qing on the dragon throne without any trace, and had a little ominous premonition in his heart. If this little girl was someone around His Highness Crown Jun, then when she saw him attacking Yun Hao last time in the academy, and what happened later... Did the Ninth Princess already know?

And this time, will she take revenge on her private revenge because of his rude words?
Chapter completed!