Chapter 7 — When I heard that my Husband had died in battle, I immediately fled to Giang Nam. Who would have thought that he...

I don't bother to pay attention. Directly enter the field. There was only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears. The arrow tore through the clouds through the sky. Steadfast like an eagle spreading its wings. By the time the horse was reined in and stopped... The whole arena fell silent. Right after that... Earth-shattering cheers erupted. My five arrows. They all hit the center of the bull's eye. More stable than O Lan Na. Faster than O Lan Na. We won. I have crushed the Western Region people's provocation. Regaining dignity for our dynasty." Second Miss To and General Ta are truly talented and handsome men!" "I didn't expect Second Miss To to be so majestic and heroic!" Everyone's applause rang out endlessly. The elder sister's eye sockets were red. She gritted her teeth. Ta Uan Chu still sat upright. But the bottom of his eyes were filled with wonder. On the outside, I am still as calm as a gentle breeze and drifting clouds. But inside... Fireworks have bloomed. For so many years... This is the first time I've been able to shine in front of so many people. It's incredibly refreshing! The Emperor Long Nhan was extremely happy. "Reward! Reward one thousand taels of gold!" 11 Over the years, although I have never shown off in front of others, behind everyone's back, I have never given up hard training. I like riding horses and shooting archery. Every time I'm on horseback... I'm like an eagle that's free to fly. That one thousand taels of gold... Is the reward I deserve. If there are no surprises... In the next round of the literary contest, we may receive even more rewards. Exactly like the previous life. O Lan Na again proposed to organize a poetry contest. She was extremely well prepared. Determined to make Long Quoc lose face. This time, the rule is to use the delicious wine on the banquet table as a poem. Only females are allowed to participate. The people of Long Quoc are famous for being good at writing poetry. Everyone felt that O Lan Na was like playing an ax over the eyes of a craftsman. The nobles present all silently laughed in their hearts. People from the Western Region have a generous and rude personality. How can you write poetry? Therefore... Famous female poets did not step up. Give the female relatives in the family the opportunity to show off their talents. In my previous life... After reading the elder sister's poem. Everyone felt extremely magical. Will definitely win. Unexpectedly... Still lost in the end. O Lan Na's poem has an eloquent style. It carries both pride and affection for the country. In comparison... Eldest sister's poem immediately became too narrow. In any case, it is very difficult for the poems of female concubines to escape the soft sentiments of the ladies' room. That time... Long Quoc lost all face. That was also an exploration of the Western Regions. After that... The tribute ceremony was gradually reduced. The frontier also began to stir. In this life... If the eldest sister would have been reborn. So she must have prepared extremely carefully to win the poetry contest. She was the first person to complete the poem. His face was filled with confidence and he was sure of victory. Then take the poetry book and hand it over to the official who marked the exam this time. New graduate of Poinsettia Ta Uan Chu. And I... I'm the last person to submit my assignment. The elder sister glanced at me smugly. Anyway, she knows my style of writing poetry very well. Tends to be elegant and flexible. No matter how well written... In the end, it still cannot go beyond the limit. Ta Uan Chu in turn assigned the eunuch to read each poem aloud in front of everyone. Until I read the elder sister's poem. Everyone was full of praise. Everyone said that the poem had gone beyond the constraints of the Khue Dynasty. Carrying a rare majestic atmosphere. Just at that moment, the smug look on the elder sister's face spread. Then the eunuch read O Lan Na's poem. Unexpectedly... It's completely different from my previous life. There are more poems

a concern for the country and the people. Immediately distinguish high and low. The smile on the elder sister's face stiffened. But in the eunuch's hands... There was still the last poem left unread. The elder sister's talent is famous throughout the country. Even she lost. It seems... There is no more hope. The Emperor's face immediately turned black as the bottom of a pot. Amid everyone's desperate eyes. Ta Uan Chu received the last poem from the eunuch, and began to read my poem. The more he read... The more his voice filled with emotion. The amazing look in the bottom of his eyes was even more impossible to hide. It is a seven-word song. There was no intention to elaborate on the words.