The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 179 Why Are You Alright?

Feng Jiayin barely sat up, crying until her face was full of tears, and her voice became hoarse: "Help! I've been poisoned by tickle powder, the antidote, I need the antidote!"

The common people pointed at her, Feng Jiayin wished she could pass out immediately, to avoid this extremely embarrassing moment.

"Why did you suddenly get itch powder? Isn't this a poison that is prohibited from being sold publicly?"

"Whoever gave her this kind of poison, and specially picked this moment to make her embarrass herself in front of so many people, how can she see people in the future, she will be punished!"

"If you lose your composure in front of so many people, no noble son will marry you, right?"

"Who did Miss Feng offend?"

Everyone was discussing with their own thoughts, when a clear female voice sounded: "Director, sir, I've settled it."

Everyone's eyes were immediately drawn back to the field, and Mo Li, who was not favored by everyone, stood up.

When the other four ladies heard this, they were anxious, and tried to concentrate their energy on the account books, trying to protect themselves from outside intrusion.

The head of Yunshan College was astonished: "Are you sure it's done?"

The head of the Xiancai Academy reminded: "There is only one chance to submit the answer. If you make a mistake, there is no chance to count again."

The attitude of the Houde Official Academy was quite different from the two, and he said cheerfully: "Okay, okay! Yang Qi, let's see if her calculation is correct?"

Yang Qi confidently took Mo Li's account books and answers, and handed them over to the specially hired bookkeepers.

In order to maintain fairness and impartiality, these account books were prepared by accountants at noon and under the joint supervision of the heads of the three colleges.As for the surplus of each account book, in order to prevent the answer from being leaked in advance, it has not been calculated at all, so even they do not know at present.

Several accountants opened Mo Li's account book, and began to move the abacus in their hands to calculate the results.

The common people stretched their necks, watching the fingers of the accountant gentlemen dancing quickly on the abacus, with anxious faces.

"Mo Li has never touched an abacus, the answer is guessing, right?"

One person frowned and guessed: "How do you guess? She looked at the account books so seriously just now, maybe she was calculating in her heart. She has an abacus in her mind."

Another person showed a contemptuous smile: "Even the accountant who often reads the account books can only calculate very simple accounts in his mind. This is an account book, and there are several accounts on each page. An account book Come down, even the gods have to use their abacus."

"Even if you really have an abacus in your heart, it's impossible to figure out the answer so quickly. Look at the accountants, the abacus is done so quickly, isn't it only two pages now?"

"There's nothing to argue about. Whether it's right or wrong, we'll know when the accountants finish their calculations. Miss Feng has offended someone, and she's been given tickle powder. I'm afraid ordinary pharmacies won't have an antidote."

Unable to bear the itching, Feng Jiayin yelled in a terrified voice, "Mo Li, why are you alright? You're the one who hurt me, right?"

The eyes of everyone watching the play flicked back and forth between the two, and some people even became excited: "What do you mean by Miss Feng's words? Could it be that the tickling powder came from Mo Li?"

Someone shook his head: "It's not that I underestimated Mo Li. I heard that Mo Li's life in Mo's residence was worse than that of a servant. After she fell ill, she didn't even have money to see a doctor. Would she have money to buy itching powder?

Even if she is rich, she will only come to the capital for a month at most, and she will go to the government academy to study all day long. I'm afraid she doesn't even know the location of the pharmacy, so how can she know where to buy something like itching powder?

Not to mention that she is a foreigner, but we have been living in the capital, who knows where to sell itching powder? "

Everyone shook their heads quickly: "I really don't know. This kind of thing is secretly traded, and ordinary people can't buy it even if they have money."

A woman from the government academy frowned: "Although it makes sense, Mo Li and Feng Jiayin did have a feud. Feng Jiayin was supposed to participate in arithmetic, but Mo Li snatched her place."

"Since it was Mo Li who snatched Feng Jiayin's spot, then Mo Li is satisfied with what he wants, and there is no reason to poison Feng Jiayin. But Feng Jiayin may not be able to swallow this breath..."

A man who looked like a scholar gasped: "Could it be Feng Jiayin's bitter trick?
Feng Jiayin held a grudge against Mo Li because of being robbed of her place in the competition.In order to frame Mo Li in front of everyone, she cruelly poisoned herself.

We can't buy things like itching powder, but for some powerful people, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Sure enough, the woman became so ruthless that she even hurt herself.

Mo Li has no reason to be ticklish to her at all! "

Feng Jiayin, who was scratching non-stop, was almost driven mad when she heard this analysis.She wanted to poison Mo Li and make herself look ugly, how could she poison herself?Sure enough, a scholar is the most useless, with only a mouth that turns right and wrong.

After listening to the scholar's analysis, some people nodded, but some disagreed: "Since she has a grudge, why didn't Ms. Feng just poison Mo Li and make Mo Li look ugly? Why did she set herself up?
You see, it is Miss Feng who is discredited and demeanored, and Miss Mo is standing right there! "

Mo Li stood in the arena, like a fairy out of dust. She looked at Feng Jiayin innocently with a bewildered expression: "Miss Feng, what do you mean? Why can't I understand?"

Feng Jiayin was almost tickled and furious: "You have also got into the abacus, why are you okay? Did you do something wrong?"

Mo Li looked at the copper abacus on the desk in disbelief: "Miss Feng, you mean...

You mean the abacus is poisonous?The abacus you gave me was smeared with itching powder? "

The onlookers suddenly realized: "It turns out that Feng Jiayin injected the poison himself!"

"The abacus was given by Feng Jiayin, and she knew that there was tickling powder on the abacus. Look at Mo Li's expression, she obviously doesn't know anything.

Fortunately, Mo Li didn't use his abacus, otherwise there would be one more person making a big fool of himself.

For a beautiful fairy like Mo Li, if she lost her manners like Feng Jiayin and scratched around like crazy, it would be a nightmare! "

"Feng Jiayin shot herself in the foot with a stone. She wanted to harm Mo Li with her abacus, but Mo Li didn't use her abacus at all. Instead, she was poisoned instead. Hahaha... It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous!"

"Feng Jiayin's future is doomed. Everyone knows that she tried to make fun of others, but ended up on herself. With such intelligence, who would dare to marry her?
Besides, what if she gets married and accidentally says something that hurt her, and she also poisons her?
Mrs. Feng is a servant, at the very least, the young master of an official family above the servant will definitely not marry her again.

But after all, she is the first daughter of the Feng family. Although her clothes were scratched and messed up, she was not torn or exposed.So you can still get married if you marry, but you can only marry at a low price. "

(End of this chapter)