Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

The emperor's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty. He smiled and asked Sun Jijiu:

"Sun Jijiu, I remember the last time the Imperial College was so lively was seven years ago. I wonder if your college has had such a grand occasion in recent years?"

Sun Jijiu smiled awkwardly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly glanced at Jiang Boyi below, and responded helplessly:

"Indeed."

Seven years ago, Jiang Boyi challenged all the great scholars of the Western Wei Dynasty, and the situation in the Imperial College... was the same.

However, Meng Xun had only joined the Imperial College in the past two years and was not familiar with the name Jiang Boyi.

When Sun Jijiu thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He also complained about Meng Yu in his heart, secretly blaming him for bringing trouble to himself!

however……

Although they failed to defeat Jiang Boyi that year, it does not mean that their students cannot do it.

Because of this, although Sun Jijiu felt that Meng Luan had caused him trouble, he did not stop the contest.

He couldn't beat Jiang Boyi, but if his student could win, that would be another way of feeling proud.

The emperor looked at the embarrassed and helpless expression on Sun Jijiu's face, but he laughed even more happily:

"Well, the reason why I came here today is entirely because of Thirteen's invitation to join in the fun. Let's proceed with the rest of the matter step by step."

Just as Sun Jijiu was about to respond, Concubine Yao beside him gently pulled the emperor's dragon robe and whispered:

"Your Majesty, since you are here, how can you just sit and watch? Wouldn't that be too boring?"

"Oh? Then what do you think, my dear..."

"Whether they are students of the Imperial Academy or Mr. Jiang's disciples, they are all disciples of the emperor. Your Majesty, why don't you come up with a question yourself and test them."

Concubine Yao's suggestions made the emperor smile, and he felt extremely relieved because Concubine Yao always understood his thoughts.

As the king of a country, it is rare for him to leave the palace. If he just sits and watches, how can he show the emperor's feelings of sharing happiness with the people?

However, he himself was not in a position to say such words, and Sun Jijiu seemed too old-fashioned and did not know how to please him. Fortunately, Concubine Yao brought it up in time, and the emperor was naturally very satisfied.

Then, the emperor smiled lovingly at Concubine Yao and nodded:

"My beloved concubine is right. Then I will give you a question."

The emperor turned his gaze to Ying Shuo, who immediately ordered someone to bring paper and pen so that the emperor could write down the question.

Ying Shuo glanced at the question written by the emperor and was slightly surprised, but he still respectfully handed the question to Sun Jijiu.

Sun Jijiu carefully took the topic, bowed to the emperor, then turned to face the crowd and announced loudly:

"Today's contest is about making friends through literature. Whether we win or lose, we should treat it with a calm attitude and never bear grudges. This reflects the noble character of us scholars."

"There are three competitions this time. Mr. Meng and Mr. Jiang can each select three of their favorite students to participate. It's a best-of-three game. The order of appearance can be determined by drawing lots."

As soon as Sun Jijiu finished speaking, Yuan Jinbin, Li En, Qi Zhou and others, led by Meng Yu, immediately walked up to Sun Jijiu and stood in an orderly manner.

Jiang Boyi looked leisurely and walked over with Zheng Fengyun, Dou Qianqian and Zheng Huiyi.

"Mr. Jiang, how are you?" Sun Jijiu looked at Jiang Boyi with complicated eyes, his tone revealing his unconcealable emotion.

"Sun Jijiu doesn't seem to be as brave as he used to be. I guess time is merciless and his eyesight has inevitably become a little dull." Jiang Boyi smiled lightly and glanced at Meng Yu with a sidelong glance, hinting at Sun Jijiu with a thorny tone in his words.

The corner of Sun Jijiu's mouth twitched slightly. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he recalled the awe-inspiring scene when Jiang Boyi single-handedly debated with a group of scholars, and finally swallowed his dissatisfaction.

Back then, Jiang Boyi was young and promising, and no one could refute him. Now, seven years have passed, and no one dares to mess with Jiang Boyi, who is in his prime.

Sun Jijiu smiled awkwardly, then took out two lottery sticks and suggested:

"In that case, why don't we each draw lots to decide the order of the competition. After the lot is drawn, the numbers cannot be changed."

Meng Yu stood aside, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. The familiarity between Sun Jijiu and Jiang Boyi made him curious.

Why is Sun Jijiu so familiar with Jiang Boyi? And...

Meng Yu secretly glanced at the emperor sitting at the top, and wondered if it was his illusion. The emperor's eyes seemed to be always on Jiang Boyi, revealing a strong interest.

Meng Yu looked at Jiang Boyi again and saw that he was wearing a bamboo green robe, his long hair was tied up with an exquisitely carved bamboo jade hairpin, his eyes were as charming as peach blossoms, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which naturally revealed a charming demeanor.

Jiang Boyi looks extremely handsome, suave and charming, adding a touch of tenderness that makes people dream.

Meng Yu's heart moved slightly, and his eyes became a little strange.

Although it was not known that the emperor liked men, Jiang Boyi's outstanding appearance might have attracted the emperor's attention. Otherwise, why did the emperor always keep his eyes on Jiang Boyi?

Meng Yu was speculating secretly in his mind, but he didn't realize that everyone had already drawn their lots in turn.

After checking the signatures of both parties, Sun Jijiu announced loudly:

"The first match will be between Li En and Dou Qianqian."

"The second group will be Qi Zhou versus Zheng Huiyi."

"The third group will be Yuan Jinbin versus Zheng Fengyun."

As soon as the words fell, both sides became tense and confronted each other.

Upon seeing this, Sun Jijiu immediately stood in the middle and announced loudly:

"In that case, the first group will stay to compete, and the rest of you will step back and wait."

Meng Yu and others heard this and encouraged Li En:

"Rean, just perform at your usual level."

Li En smiled contemptuously, looked at Dou Qianqian with disdain, and said confidently: "Don't worry, sir, I don't even need 30% of my strength to deal with him."

As soon as these words came out, before Dou Qianqian opened her mouth, Zheng Fengyun had already winked and imitated Li En's tone, saying in a sarcastic tone:

"Oh my, you don't even need 30% of your strength? Who is so confident? Did you eat too much garlic?"

"Hmmmm! It stinks! Brother, you better be careful when you compete. Huiyi is worried that some people will start to fart because they may lose!"

Zheng Huiyi frowned and glanced at Li En with extreme disgust, as if the other party was a disgusting reptile.

Li En was so angry that his teeth were itching. Just as he was about to explode, he was interrupted by Dou Qianqian's gentle laughter:

"You guys should step back first. I think Master Li En seems to be eager to get rid of his unpleasant breath. Be careful not to be contaminated by his stench."

"That's right! Second brother, run away! Be careful of that annoying guy."

Zheng Huiyi immediately pretended to be panic-stricken, hurriedly hid beside Jiahong, and opened her arms as if asking for help.

Jiahong immediately understood what he meant. He jumped lightly, lifted the little guy steadily onto his shoulder, and made a face at Li En from above.

Li En's face was as dark as a cloud. He glared at Sun Jijiu angrily and shouted, "Jijiu! Look at them..."

"Master, let's start the competition! Master Li En is clearly eager to show off his skills."

Dou Qianqian smiled as beautiful as a flower and lightly interrupted Li En's attempt to complain, looking at Sun Jijiu sincerely.