Taming beasts starts with understanding bird language

Unlike Gu Chan and all the other contestants present, Yan Li, after a brief thought, immediately picked up her pen and started writing. She even laughed triumphantly while writing.

Gu Chan tilted her head to glance at her and immediately felt something was wrong.

How many people in Jiangnan City don't know what level this woman is at? It's impossible for her to be so talented in writing and to be able to answer such a difficult question with ease.

"It seems that there is something wrong with the mistake in the first game!"

After watching for a while, Gu Chan began to speculate secretly in her heart.

However, she did not say much, but continued to think, and thought about all the poems she had learned in modern times, to see if there were any poems that could correspond to the blank scroll in front of her.

On the other side, in a room behind the pavilion.

At this time, the old academician was standing in front of a dozen academicians and yelling, "What the hell are you doing? In such a grand event, we made mistakes in the first test. If the Lord hadn't helped us out, wouldn't we have made a huge fool of ourselves? You really disappoint me."

"But we clearly put all the test papers in a box and locked it last night. We also checked it many times and there are no mistakes at all!"

"Yes! We even sent someone to guard it, how could it go wrong?"

"This is very wrong, I'm afraid someone has switched it for me!"

More than a dozen academicians complained with a look of grievance on their faces.

The old academician stood there in a daze, his eyes wide open, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

The next second, he waved his hand and said hurriedly, "Go and get the remaining five test papers and check them again. Don't make any more mistakes."

"But according to the regulations, after the opening of the poetry competition today, we can no longer change the test questions. The test questions have been handed over to the county magistrate for supervision!"

"Yes! The poetry gathering has already started, so why haven't I seen Xu Ziguang or County Magistrate Xu?" After this reminder, the old academician came back to his senses and said.

Then he quickly dismissed a dozen academicians and asked them to maintain order on the scene, and then he rushed to the warehouse where the test papers were stored alone.

Soon the old academician arrived outside the warehouse where the test questions were stored.

At this time, Xu Ziguang was lying on a recliner at the door of the warehouse, drinking wine and eating grapes, while more than 20 officers were standing around the warehouse, each with a long sword on his waist, guarding the warehouse tightly.

The old academician stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Master Xu, why are you lying here instead of going to the pavilion in front to watch the game?"

"I have no interest in literary arts. I'd rather lie here and have a drink." Xu Ziguang said with disdain.

He has always been unkempt, and recently he has neither tried to please Yan Xishan nor Gu Chan. On the contrary, he is quite happy and relaxed. After all, he has never been loyal to the Second Prince since he became the county magistrate. In the past, because he couldn't stand the actions of the Second Prince's party, he had submitted memorials to impeach Yan Xishan and others many times.

Therefore, he was neither a member of the Second Prince's party nor a member of the Crown Prince's party. He did not want to deal with Gu Chan and the others at all and only wanted to keep himself out of trouble.

The old academician knew this very well. He knew that this person was the biggest troublemaker in the Jiangnan area. He did not dare to be presumptuous, but said very respectfully, "Master Xu, please let me go into the warehouse. I want to check the test papers stored last night to see if there are any problems."

"No, since the questions have been given, for the sake of fairness, no one is allowed to go in and touch the test questions in the next three days. Before each competition, I will go in and get the test questions myself, and then send someone to deliver them to you." Xu Ziguang said, crossing his legs.

"Lord Xu, you are too overbearing! As the manager of Jiangnan Academy, are you afraid that I will change the test questions?" said the old academician unhappily.

Xu Ziguang ignored him and just waved at him, signaling him to leave.

The old academician left angrily, not daring to stay here any longer, for fear that he would anger Xu Ziguang and get beaten!

"Bah! You old thing, you want to change the test questions to please Gu Chan, right? I won't fall for it. So what if I'm a lord? If I don't like him, I will still submit a memorial to impeach him." Xu Ziguang spat on the ground, staring at the old academician's departing back and cursing.

After cursing, he drank some wine and hummed some tune, looking like he was fearless.

Half an incense stick of time later, the old academician returned to the pavilion with a stiff face and sat next to Gu Chan.

Gu Chan thought for so long but still couldn't figure it out. She threw the paper and pen on the small table next to her. Seeing the old academician come back with a stiff face, she couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you?"

"My lord, I feel that something is wrong. I just called over a dozen academicians to ask them. They all said that the test papers were checked and confirmed last night before being stored in the warehouse. But when the first test started today, the test papers taken out were wrong. This shouldn't be right!" said the old academician with a bitter face.

"Then you didn't check the remaining test questions?" Gu Chan asked.

"I went there! But the county magistrate, Lord Xu, refused to let me go into the warehouse to check the test questions. According to the rules of the poetry meetings in our Jiangnan area, after the questions are published, they have to be handed over to the local county magistrate and his men for supervision. If he doesn't let me in to check, there's nothing I can do." The old academician complained to Gu Chan.

Gu Chan smiled and felt that this was quite interesting.

She had been curious before. Ever since the Crown Prince ordered Zuo Wangfeng to lead the army to Jiangnan, all the Second Prince's followers had been jumping up and down like dogs, but she had never seen the County Magistrate Xu Ziguang come to the Censorate to discuss matters.

Moreover, after she became the lord, Xu Ziguang never came to bow to her or kneel down to her.

This really made her suddenly interested in the Jiangnan County Magistrate.

Seeing that there was still a long time before the deadline for submitting the papers, Gu Chan said playfully, "Then how about this, you wait here, I'll go over and take a look."

"Say goodbye! Don't you still have to answer questions and compose poems? This will only waste your time!" The old academician hurriedly persuaded.

Yan Xishan also followed suit and said, "Lord! I advise you not to provoke him. Xu Ziguang is a stubborn person. All the officials, merchants and wealthy people in Jiangnan know this. If you piss him off, he might just file a memorial to the capital to impeach you."

"Is this person so interesting?" Gu Chan said with a laugh.

"Oh! Don't mention it. His grandfather was a great general of Jiangnan in the past. He had made great military achievements for the Tiancang Kingdom. We dare not touch him or provoke him. It's so annoying." Yan Xishan also complained.

Gu Chan was so happy. She never thought that there was such an interesting thing hidden by her side.

What else is there to say? We must discuss him!