Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Chapter 204 Performance

Mu Zhiqiu lowered his eyes and cupped his hands, saying, "Your Majesty, my answer is, face."

Jiang Qingyan raised an eyebrow and looked at Mu Zhiqiu below the stage, inwardly praising him: This Mu Zhiqiu is really smart...

She nodded and said, "Yes, this scholar answered correctly, add one point."

The other ministers and scholars below the stage all looked enlightened upon hearing this, and some even felt a little ashamed.

They are all dignified scholars and gentlemen, how could they think that way?

The scholar who had just answered with the words "yin luan" had already blushed and hidden himself in the crowd, fearing punishment from the emperor.

Mo Ting chuckled and shook her head, knowing her husband wouldn't be so absurd.

Jiang Qingyan coughed lightly and said, "Listen up, here comes the second question~ Hair on top, hair on the bottom, hair next to hair at night."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into another blushing silence...

Mo Ting, who had just been looking at Jiang Qingyan with doting eyes, instantly froze with a smile...

He gently tugged at Jiang Qingyan's sleeve, blushing as he whispered, "Husband, how can you ask the candidates such questions?"

Jiang Qingyan shrugged, looking nonchalant. "What's wrong with this kind of question? It's just simple common sense!"

Mo Ting sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. Who asks such a basic question in public?

After a long while, the familiar voice rang out again, "Your Majesty, I have the answer..."

Jiang Qingyan looked in the direction of the voice, and sure enough, it was the same scholar who had just answered "yin egg"...

Although he changed positions with other candidates several times, the small tuft of black hair on his face was very distinctive and unforgettable.

Jiang Qingyan curled her lips and said expectantly, "Then tell me your answer."

The scholar, blushing, replied, "Your Majesty, it was... sexual intercourse..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but burst out laughing again. "Young man, it seems you have a lot of life experience... But unfortunately, you answered incorrectly... I'll give you 0 points."

The scholar awkwardly pursed his lips and quickly disappeared back into the crowd…

Jiang Qingyan took a cup of tea from the eunuch beside her, took a sip, and then her gaze fell on Mu Zhiqiu.

Seeing that he showed no intention of answering, Jiang Qingyan asked again, "Is there no one who can answer my question?"

The audience remained completely silent…

Jiang Qingyan shook her head regretfully. "Alright, then I'll have to ask you the third question. Listen carefully. Why is a monkey covering its mouth and laughing while peeping at a man taking a bath on a rooftop?"

Now the ministers and scholars below the stage really began to ponder the answer...

They've even started whispering to each other...

Why would a monkey peep at a man taking a bath?

"Could it be a female monkey?"

"Then what is it laughing at?"

"Yeah...what is it laughing at?"

Jiang Qingyan rested her chin on her fists, listening with great interest to the discussions below the stage. She couldn't help but turn to Mo Ting beside her and ask, "Baby, do you know what the answer is?"

Mo Ting shook her head. "Husband, can you tell me the answer to the previous question? If it wasn't sexual intercourse, then what was it?"

Jiang Qingyan brought her lips close to Mo Ting's ear and whispered, "Want to know the answer?"

Mo Ting felt a tingling sensation run through his body from the sudden warmth of the breath on his ear. He swallowed hard and whispered, "I want to know..."

Jiang Qingyan looked at Mo Ting, whose ears were flushed red, and said with a mischievous smile, "Then let's see how you perform~"

Mo Ting's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Performance? Performance in the imperial court?

Jiang Qingyan stretched her head back and looked down at the audience again. Seeing that everyone was still deep in thought, she leaned back on the dragon throne out of boredom.

Suddenly, she felt something moving beneath her robes, getting closer and closer…

Then a tingling sensation came over me...

A blush crept across her cheeks as she slowly turned her head to look at the shy-looking Mo Ting…

This kid... he's really good at this...

But he's really got some nerve...

There was only a table in front of the dragon throne, yet Mo Ting dared to do this in front of all the civil and military officials and numerous tribute students…

After a long while, Jiang Qingyan let out a satisfied sigh, and Mo Ting withdrew his wet fingers. He whispered, "Husband, can you tell me the answer now?"

Jiang Qingyan squinted and murmured, "Hmm... the answer is eyelashes..."

Mo Ting's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this. So it was eyelashes! He hadn't even thought of such a simple answer!

After Jiang Qingyan steadied her breathing, she looked at the audience again and asked, "Why hasn't anyone come up with an answer yet?"

All the civil and military officials shook their heads helplessly; the emperor's problem was truly unheard of...

Jiang Qingyan pinched her chin and accurately found the tuft of black hair in the crowd. She pointed at him and said, "Since no one is willing to answer, then I will ask a question... The scholar standing in the seventh row on the far left, you answer."

The young scholar with black hair was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. Why did the emperor specifically ask him by name?

Could it be that the Emperor recognized me as the one who took the initiative to answer the first two questions?

That shouldn't be the case... He clearly changed positions several times...

Jiang Qingyan urged, "Answer quickly, I will reward you whether you answer correctly or incorrectly."

The young black-haired scholar was the first outspoken "kindred spirit" she encountered in ancient times. Interestingly, even though he wasn't the smartest, Jiang Qingyan planned to keep him by her side as a minor official.

At least when I tell dirty jokes, does anyone get it...?

After pondering for a moment, the little black-haired scholar said, "Your Majesty, I believe the monkey is laughing because the man doesn't have as much hair as it does..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyan burst out laughing again. It was indeed fun to have the little black-haired scholar answer questions…

Seeing the Emperor's reaction, the young scholar with dark hair already knew what had happened; it seemed he had answered incorrectly again…

Jiang Qingyan raised her sleeve to wipe away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, then pointed at Mu Zhiqiu and said, "The scholar on the far right of the eighth row, you answer."

After pondering for a moment, Mu Zhiqiu cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have no answer in my heart."

Jiang Qingyan shrugged regretfully. "Alright, I thought you would surprise me... Never mind, even so, you are the only candidate who answered one question correctly. Come forward and receive your title."

Immediately afterwards, Mu Zhiqiu stepped forward from the crowd, lowered his eyes, and knelt down to await receiving the imperial decree.