The Choice Queen's

TCQ 8: Failed Elimination

“So, he plans to make himself fail in the election?”

Mo Wei who had just finished stalking Li Fengran nodded his head a few times. This time, he had the task of figuring out what plan Li Fengran would have next. Apparently, the woman was trying to thwart herself.

His first-half performance was already planned. When everyone was vying to be his concubine, to the point of having to resort to cunning ways by cursing, Li Fengran actually avoided him.

He had a rare opportunity, becoming Danchuan's envoy and was given the opportunity to become a successor to Queen Donghao through elections. Unexpectedly, the woman did not want him, even trying hard so that she would not be elected.

“Is His Majesty planning to choose him? Or perhaps, it would be better if His Majesty raised him to be a concubine.”

Finished saying that, Mo Wei was rewarded with a punch and kick from Nangong Zirui. Mo Wei was not very good brain, other than obeying orders, he usually could not think deeply and in detail.

After years of following Nangong Zirui, from a prince to a king, his thinking skills were just so-so. Nangong Zirui was sometimes irritated, but only Mo Wei could he trust after Wang Bi.

Nangong Zirui kicked him again in annoyance. Since ascending the throne until now, Nangong Zirui has never raised a concubine. The person who filled his harem was only one person: Ling Sui, Queen Donghao.

Nangong Zirui was so busy with state affairs, that he did not have time to take care of his household. For years married to his queen, his attitude was still the same as it used to be, so ignorant and indifferent.

It wasn't without reason. Ling Sui came from a large noble family with an outstanding background. He could occupy his current position, it was impure with his own efforts.

There was his family who managed to clear a path for him behind him. Although Ling Sui did not know, but Nangong Zirui knew about it.

People say Ling Sui is the perfect match for King Nangong. But deep down, Nangong Zirui preferred women with simple, uncomplicated thoughts like Ling Sui. Nangong Zirui did not hate him, but that did not mean that he liked him very much.

Ever since Ling Sui had often fallen ill, the burden on Nangong Zirui's heart had increased a lot. Agreeing to the election of a new queen was just a moment to cheer her up. Think of it as fulfilling his request that is not much.

“If she enters the palace as a concubine, it means that there will be three wives living in the harem. Her Majesty the Queen, the future queen, and also the concubine. The palace will surely be crowded.”

Mo Wei imagined how crowded the Back Palace would be if there were many women living there. All this time, other than Queen Donghao, there were only servants serving and going back and forth every day.

She thought, Queen Donghao must have been very lonely since marriage, so her mind was disturbed and often fell ill. Even though he had been kicked twice, his foolish thoughts remained lodged in his head.

“Only if that woman from Danchuan becomes a concubine, she will be even more insolent. Last night he even dared to hit His Majesty's face and this morning pretended not to know.”

Over time, Nangong Zirui was irritated. Mo Wei's unreasonable babble impaired his hearing.

Had Mo Wei not been his personal bodyguard and confidant, Nangong Zirui had already kicked him over the border and barred him from returning home. It was a pity that Mo Wei had a special position in his life.

“Ennyah! I don't want to see you!” nangong Zirui.

Mo Wei instantly closed his mouth, then ran away. Too bad, he did not pay attention to the road and hit the palace mast made of marble.

Her forehead was banged next to her, as big as a chicken egg. Thousands of butterflies flew on his head, circling around rapidly. Mo Wei had difficulty standing due to dizziness.

Nangong Zirui shook his head and said, “Stupid basis.”

...***...

The second round of the election competition is about to begin. Ling Sui and Nangong Zirui had already sat back on the throne followed by the ministers.

The rest of the food from the banquet was taken away, there were only glasses and hot teapots on the table. Outside, the sun had already passed through the head, midday had already passed. Snow melts, air warms.

The Minister of Regional Affairs summoned back four envoy girls of the Four Regions to enter the hall. All four walked slowly and their steps were regular.

Except for Li Fengran, the facial expressions of the other three people showed immense and passionate interest. At this stage, they were confident of winning.

Seeing Li Fengran bend his face, Nangong Zirui silently grinned. I don't know what other plans the woman will do this time, which is clear this second half will be more exciting than the first half. Nangong Zirui did not plan on releasing him at this round either.

“The second chapter is about to begin. Ladies, please listen carefully to the regulations,” said Minister of Regional Affairs.

The second round is a prize. The best poems will be given a gift directly from Queen Donghao.

Good, thought Li Fengran. He hates literature. In formal school, his literary grades were the worst in the class. Classical literature is boring.

Li Fengran preferred western literature. He had at most only read colossal fantasy stories from some famous writer whose novels had been adapted into plays, or comics that he found interesting.

Making poems? Today he will make a grand jury, including Nangong Zirui seeing how ugly the poem is and how meaningless it is.

The first person to perform a poem was Shen Lihua. He composed a poem of the prosperity and prosperity of the country achieved after Nangong Zirui ascended the throne, filled with praise and flattery. He received a standing ovation accompanied by awe.

The second person to appear was Su Min. This woman put together a poem about the romance of winter and spring, a little vulgar.

The selection he said was not very good, but at the end, he managed to attract everyone's heart. He also gained appreciation although not as much as Shen Lihua had.

Now, it was Li Fengran's turn to deliver his poem. He who ranked first in the first half instantly attracted attention again with his strange poem:

“Ayam crowed in the morning, the eggs hatched giving birth to new life. The chicks are looking for the mother, the mother is missing eaten by a ferret. Life is not always about fun. Tribulation is a fate made by one's own hands. Ah, the hen can fly!”

“This.... what does his poem mean?” ling Sui asked Li Fengran.

“Dynamics of chicken family life,” Li Fengran replied lightly.

“Supply! How dare you speak carelessly!” one of the ministers shouted and snapped at Li Fengran. “You think you can say that to His Majesty the King and His Majesty the Queen?”

Li Fengran's forehead frowned.

“Why? Her Majesty the Queen asked me, and I answered her. Is that wrong?”

“No need to fuss. The poetry of the dynamics of the life of this chicken family, has similarities with the dynamics of human life. Born, suffered a disaster, then freed. Miss Li, your poem is quite interesting,” Ling Sui interrupted, before the debate widened even bigger.

Li Fengran was of course surprised. No, that's not what it means. He wanted to say that his poetry had no meaning at all. His words are not beautiful and original written.

Queen Donghao's reaction was too great. The interpretation was too far and too deep, whereas Li Fengran's poem was not that special.

But, Queen Donghao did not give her a chance. The Minister of Regional Affairs called Fei Jia in the last order. This time, he put the word together very well.

In this second round, it was estimated that his first rank would be taken by Fei Jia. Shen Lihua looked displeased, then hid her expression with a smile made as beautiful as possible.

Four women with four poems had already finished past the second round of competition. The Minister of Regional Affairs holds a paper containing a list of ratings.

Everyone held their breaths, afraid that if their predictions missed again like in the first round. The Minister of Regional Affairs in a loud voice then mentioned the acquisition of each participant.

“First rank, Fei Jia. Second place, Shen Lihua. Third place, Su Min. Fourth place, Li Fengran.”

For someone who had previously ranked first then to be at the final rank, this was definitely not a good thing. For Li Fengran, this was a golden opportunity and a blessing for him. Not in vain did he bring out his free fabricating talent.

The ratings dropped drastically, and it was like an oasis in the middle of the desert for him. Li Fengran was about to come out from within the hall, as he thought it was time to leave.

Not until he got out of his seat, the voice of the Minister of Regional Affairs stopped him. “Nona Li, where are you going?”

“Am I not in the final stages? It means I can get out, right?”

“Nona, even though you are in the final rankings, there are still two more innings that you have to go through. In addition, you were ranked first in the first round, you have enough value to maintain your position.”

The smile on Li Fengran's face instantly disappeared. No matter he was the center of attention at this moment, his heart was clearly cursed loudly. It's hard to get out of the competition.

Li Fengran unintentionally glanced at Nangong Zirui, and that was when he realized that the man had no intention of letting go.