A magnificent voice resounded at this moment.
It was the sound of Xu Qingnian using the power of a great Confucian.
Xu Qingnian had wanted to accept a wide range of apprentices before, but the reason why he did not compete was because he had not yet met a ripe moment.
Now the time has come.
Tangled white hair, old age and immortality.
This is a very common phenomenon in feudal society.
No matter what the place was, generally important positions would be held by some people.
They could call the shots as long as they were alive.
And this situation would result in talented young people not having the opportunity to show their talents.
Their destiny seems to be fixed, and when they are young and vigorous, they cannot let go of their hands and can only go about their business as usual.
By the time they were in high positions, because this was so hard to come by, they were so cautious that everything had to be done with a purpose, and their own original intentions had long since changed.
It became a new breed of decadence.
Why is it said that in troubled times heroes emerge?
It is for this reason that, in the midst of the heyday, everything, everything, has become a stalemate, everything, has been fixed.
Had Great Wei not been in such a state of decay, Xu Qingnian would not have been able to reach this achievement in just one year.
If the treasury of Great Wei was full, would it still be killing Fan merchants?
If the military amulet of Great Wei was in hand, would he still allow himself to kill the county king?
In many things, it is the times that make the heroes, and the times, the unstable cla*s unrest.
When the rules have been solidified, no one can jump out, and one’s power is ultimately small.
Xu Qingnian deeply understood this truth, so Xu Qingnian also concluded that such a phenomenon was bound to happen in the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
He used the title ‘Dove in the Magpie’s Nest, Old but Not Dead’ to tell the world.
It is right for the scholars of the world to respect the saints.
But who says that the disciples of the saints are always right?
They occupy important positions, but never give young people a chance.
Your talents, will be extinguished forever.
Your light will be drowned by this deadly darkness.
Now in the Shouren Academy, Xu Qingnian has been watching the Qi of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
After discovering the heresy, Xu Qingnian did not hesitate to deliver the strongest blow.
Today, he has taken on disciples!
He is accepting disciples from all over the world.
He wanted to establish his own school to counter the Great Wei Palace of Literature, otherwise, relying on himself alone would not be enough.
By the time he needed to use people, it would be too late to lay out a plan.
And this time, Xu Qingnian had seized the best time to strike a blow, so to speak!
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
And as this voice of Xu Qingnian rang out, the Great Wei Palace of Literature shook, and the statue of the Vermilion Saint even shook wildly, and at this moment, it was as if the saint was angry.
For what Yan Lei had done, even the saints could not endure it.
And, along with Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out.
For a moment, the Great Wei Palace of Literature was completely boiling over.
“Today, we destroy our will! Go to the Shouren Academy and enlighten the Way of Heart Learning!”
Song Ming’s voice was filled with excitement and his eyes were unusually determined.
“We will go too!”
“This Great Wei Palace of Literature is not to be stayed!”
“We are old and immortal, since this place despises us so much, we will not stay here either.”
“Humph, you and other corrupt scholars, all day long, on the basis of your virtue, you suppress us everywhere, and the essays that we have forgotten to write are no better than scraps of paper in your eyes.”
“If that’s the case, then why do you need us? Go! To the Shouren Academy!”
“Brothers, we are not allowed here, so do we have to stay here?”
A voice rang out, more so than before.
Before, there were people who were ruining the intention, but in fact there were still many students who were waiting and watching, because they still had no bottom in their hearts.
It was so hard to come to the Great Wei Palace of Literature, so hard to survive for a few years, and although it was true that the future was somewhat invisible ahead, they did not have the courage to leave.
It was only as Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out.
It was true that it was not a good idea to quit the Great Wei Palace of Literature, but if they all quit together, the law would not be blamed, would the Great Wei Palace of Literature dare to kill them all?
Moreover, after quitting the Great Wei Palace, they could go straight to the Shouren Academy.
If the Great Wei Palace of Literature really dared to do so, they could not stay in this kind of Palace of Literature even more.
These great scholars, they no longer have the pride of the literati, but they still have.
The fervent blood in their bodies also boiled up completely at this moment.
“Yan Lei, you’ve made a big mistake.”
“Yan Lei, you have gone too far.”
A voice resounded at this moment, the voices from the Great Wei Palace of Literature and the presence of other saints in the lineage, not from the Zhu Sheng lineage.
They angrily rebuked Yan Lei, simply because he had committed a great mistake and affected the Wen Palace’s qi.
He had humiliated the Wen Palace readers in this way and had received a backlash, a backlash from the literati.
Such a situation had hardly ever happened in the past five hundred years, but what they did not expect was that Yan Lei would actually do such a thing.
How could they not be outraged?
Was it these great scholars that made the Great Wei Palace of Literature flourish for five hundred years?
It relied on a constant stream of talented scholars.
Without these people, sooner or later, the Great Wei Palace of Literature would have fallen into disrepair.
This is the foundation!
But what he didn’t expect was that Yan Lei would affect the foundation of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
“Yan Lei, you are really deserving of death for your wild words.”
“Yan Lei, Pang Ru gave you the opportunity to be the chief writer of the Great Wei Literary Gazette, but I never imagined that you would be so arrogant that you would cause the Confucian students of our Literary Palace to waste their own will.”
“I implore you to punish Yan Lei severely!”
Another voice rang out, the great scholars in this section were really angry.
This Yan Lei’s tactics were disgusting, he deliberately tried to suppress Xu Qingnian and squeeze Xu Qingnian, he obviously copied Xu Qingnian’s newspaper, but you had to say that Xu Qingnian copied your newspaper.
It’s not a problem.
After all, it was for the sake of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
But today, what Yan Lei did was really a bit too much.
A scholar who has just entered the Palace of Literature is full of sincerity and has forgotten to write an article and wants to give it to you for your perusal.
You say he doesn’t measure up? Yes, it’s true that he’s not capable, but you have to give him a chance, right?
You can’t not even give him a chance, can you? Even if the writing is really bad, you can say a few words about it, right?
You don’t have to do that, do you?
Isn’t this just disgusting?
How can people not be angry when it’s so complicated now? How can they not be angry?
When he heard the verbal abuse from the great scholars, Yan Lei’s face became very ugly, he did not expect that these people would suddenly take offense.
In normal days, no matter how much they humiliated them, this group of people did not dare to speak up, so why did they suddenly shout at themselves?
Xu Qingnian! Xu Qingnian! It must be this Xu Qingnian!
Yan Lei’s fists were clenched in his sleeves, and the first thing he thought was that it was Xu Qingnian who had sabotaged the event.
Why, all of a sudden, these students would suddenly lash out en ma*se, not to mention the rest of them, just to mention Song Ming and a few others, who usually treated him with immense respect.
Especially today, he didn’t insult this Song Ming, right?
Why is he so furious for no reason? And he was the first one to jump out and ruin his intentions?
If there was nothing fishy about this, he didn’t believe it, he didn’t believe it at all.
But no matter what, at this moment, Yan Lei could only keep quiet, he wanted to continue to rebuke angrily, but he did not dare to do so.
The situation was too stagnant, and if it continued like this, he would certainly anger more people.
Seven or eight great Confucians appeared, including Chen Xin and Zhou Min, and they came to these Confucian students and said in an incomparably gentle tone.
“Students, don’t be angry.”
“Yan Ru was just being straightforward for a moment, so don’t mention the matter of destroying the will, now come with me, I will take you to the holy statue.”
“Just bow three times and burn incense reverently for a hundred days, and you will be restored to your Confucian position.”
Chen Xin spoke out, and his first intention was to dissuade these Confucian students from casually destroying their intentions, and at the same time to speak of a remedy.
Only as soon as this was said, the voice of Song Ming rang out.
“Chen Ru, it is not that we are arbitrary and presumptuous, but Yan Lei has deceived people too much.”
“This person, who is not right-minded, old and immortal, insults our Confucianism, if Chen Ru can ask Peng Ru to remove this person from his post.”
“Then let him go before the holy statue to thank him, we are willing to bear this anger.”
Song Ming spoke, he was indeed furious, but he also understood that he had drawn extremely bad publicity by doing so.
He still respected Zhu Sheng, otherwise, he would not have said these words.
It was just that when he finished saying this, Yan Lei’s voice could not help but ring out.
“You are really arrogant!”
“How can I be your elder, how dare you ask me to ask for my sin?”
“You are delusional!”
Yan Lei had originally held back, but Song Ming’s words were too much for him to bear.
Asking himself to ask for sin?
Although he was no longer a great Confucian, his prestige was still there, right?
Behind him, there was a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth.
“Arrogant?”
“As long as one opposes Yan Ru, is that arrogance?”
“No wonder they call Xu Shouren arrogant all day long?”
Song Ming said loudly, his words filled with anger.
“Yan Lei, old thief!”
“You were not arrogant when you humiliated us?”
“We handed you the article, and you didn’t even read it, you just threw it into the bamboo basket, isn’t that arrogant?”
“Bullying the young with the old, relying on the old, you are really the scum of Confucianism!”
Many Confucian students cursed at once, and the atmosphere had indeed been eased with the arrival of Chen Xin and the others.
But with Yan Lei speaking like this, the Confucian students once again became furious.
“That’s enough! Yan Lei! Don’t say anymore.”
“Yan Lei, what else do you want to say? You are indeed wrong in this matter.”
“Yan Lei, a mistake is a mistake, so why bother?”
“Yan Ru, let’s forget it!”
“Yan Ru, let’s forget about it.”
At this moment, many great scholars spoke up again, and Chen Xin and the others angrily rebuked Yan Lei.
At this point in time, they were still trying to intensify the conflict, wasn’t this a death wish?
Even if they did speak out of turn, were they not forced to do so by you? We are now solving the problem, not letting you continue to intensify the conflict.
As for the other great scholars, even those who supported Yan Lei, they couldn’t help but speak up in a hurry, telling him to stop first, otherwise it would really cause a big problem.
“Ridiculous!”
“Ridiculous!”
“Old man sort of understands that you are not ruining your will at all because of this matter.”
“Song Ming, I now suspect that you have colluded with Xu Qingnian to deliberately create chaos in the Great Wei Palace of Literature.”
“Using the issue as an excuse to try to victimise the Palace of Literature.”
However, Yan Lei did not listen to these great scholars’ words of advice, but looked at Song Ming, his gaze cold and incomparable.
Yan Lei’s dark side completely exploded.
He did feel that he had some problems at first, but they were not big problems, so at least there was no need to target himself like this, right?
There was no need to directly destroy the intention because he had lost an article?
This is simply unreasonable!
So Yan Lei thought that Song Ming had colluded with Xu Qingnian and wanted to use the issue to his advantage, and that this was also Xu Qingnian’s usual tactic.
That was why he had spoken in such a manner.
However, what Yan Lei did not know was that what was written in the Great Wei Wen Wei newspaper today was to accuse him of such behaviour, and Song Ming was just feeling something.
This, coupled with the fact that he had seen the exact same situation, was why Song Ming was furious.
The rest of the readers did the same.
It was just that Yan Lei had gone completely mad, he was a great Confucian, and when he was at the South Yufu, he was angrily rebuked by Xu Qingnian in the middle of the night, and even wrote a poem to insult him.
To say that he had lost his reputation was an exaggeration, but he had also lost face.
He hated Xu Qingnian, hated Xu Qingnian to death.
Now that Xu Qingnian has abolished his Confucian position, he no longer hates Xu Qingnian, but he has become a demon in his heart.
What great Confucian is not a great Confucian.
What is a sage or not a saint?
He wanted to kill Xu Qingnian completely, to make Xu Qingnian return blood for blood.
So as long as someone insulted Xu Qingnian, he would look up to that person, but as long as someone praised Xu Qingnian or did not insult Xu Qingnian, he would be full of malice towards that person.
That was how it was.
Now, this Song Ming, in his eyes, was colluding with Xu Qingnian and trying to frame him, trying to get himself killed.
Otherwise, what did this matter have to do with Song Ming?
Who was he to accuse himself?
A mere seventh-ranked Confucian scholar, insulting himself like this? To accuse himself like this?
Who is he?
Was he worthy?
Yan Lei’s reply chilled Song Ming to the bone.
He had not expected that Yan Lei would be so mad as to go to this extent. He was a Confucian student of the Great Wei Palace of Literature, and although he had not insulted Xu Qingnian, he had supported the Great Wei Palace of Literature in any case.
Although he had not insulted Xu Qingnian, he had supported the Great Wei Literary Palace anyway.
“Yan Lei!”
“I joined the Great Wei Literary Palace five years ago, at that time, did I know Xu Qingnian?”
“I Ming Yi is a saint who respects the saints and would like to bow and scrape for the people of the world.”
“You do something wrong and instead of admitting it, you want to slander me like that?”
“Good! In that case, today, I, Song Mou, will have to leave even if I don’t.”
“I have always admired the talent of Xu Shouren, Song!”
“Gentlemen, listen well to these next words of mine!”
Song Ming was already determined to leave, but before he went, he wanted to say something to get his inner words out.
But at that very moment, an even more magnificent voice rang out with a terrifying aura.
“Shut up!”
The voice rang out, the voice of Peng Ru, and in the middle of the Great Wei Palace of Literature, all of the Haozheng Qi was fixed.
The voice of Peng Ru rang out, causing the Great Wei Palace of Literature to be completely and utterly silent.
“We have met Peng Ru!”
“We have met Peng Ru!”
At this moment, many voices rang out, a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth had spoken out, naturally the crowd still had to be in awe, even if it was Song Ming, facing a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth.
Even if they were facing a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, they still saluted, even if they had the greatest anger and resentment in their hearts.
And with Peng Ru’s voice, many of the great Confucians sighed with relief, but a small number of them frowned.
At this time, the sudden appearance of Peng Ru was somehow odd, and the appearance of Peng Ru, looking at this, did not seem to come out to say something fair.
Rather, he wanted to find trouble with Song Ming and the others.
Only in the face of Peng Ru’s voice, Song Ming first made a salute, and then rose and spoke.
“Pengru! Dare I ask a question, why should Song shut up?”
Song Ming was still rigid, since he had already destroyed his will and was determined to leave the Great Wei Palace of Literature, he was naturally already fearless.
“Song Ming!”
“How dare you!”
“Song Ming, you dare to contradict even Peng Ru, are you crazy?”
“Song Ming, I know you are burning with anger, but when facing Peng Ru, you still need to show some respect!”
The voices of all the great Confucians rang out, and apart from a few of them who did not speak, basically all the great Confucians of the Zhu Sheng lineage spoke up.
They were a little annoyed, although they knew that Song Ming was a little unhappy, and they also knew that what Yan Lei had done was a little too much, but no matter what, they still had to have some respect for the Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth.
Just facing the gazes of the great Confucians, Song Ming did not have any fear.
On the contrary, his gaze was even more determined and cold.
“You colluded with Xu Qingnian and used the issue to victimise Yan Lei, destroying the unity of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.”
“Old man, why can’t you be silenced?”
“Song Ming, I really misjudged you, since you entered the Wen Palace, I would often observe you, but found that you, eager for success, hated to reach the top in one step!”
“In the past five years, you have wasted your time and forgotten to write your essays in the hope of gaining the approval of the great scholars, yet which of the scholars in the Palace of Literature of the Great Wei is not busy with their daily work?”
“Occasionally forgetting in haste, occasionally neglecting, yet leaving hatred in your heart.”
“So you and Xu Qingnian colluded with each other, you just never found the opportunity.”
“And this time, Yan Lei was concerned about the auspicious clouds’ qi and had no time to care, and his words were inappropriate for a moment, but you found the opportunity to try to trap Yan Lei and try to divide my Wen Palace Confucian students!”
“Song Ming, was I right?”
Peng Ru spoke up, believing that this matter was Song Ming’s secret collusion with Xu Qingnian.
“Peng Ru!”
“You’re spouting blood!”
When Song Ming heard this, his face turned red, if he didn’t go to explain himself and this kind of slander, would he still have a place to live in the future?
“You’re spitting blood?”
“I’m asking you three things.”
“First! Have you ever been to the Shouren Academy?”
Peng Ru said in a calm tone.
The moment this was said, countless gazes fell on Song Ming in an instant.
And when Song Ming heard this again, he was stunned, but soon he spoke.
“I have been there, but because my good friend is at the Shouren Academy, I went to the Shouren Academy just to hear about heart learning, to take in all the rivers and make up for my shortcomings.”
Song Ming gave his explanation, and what he said was true word for word.
But once this was said, Yan Lei’s heart could not help but be relieved, and he immediately rebuked loudly.
“The learning of Zhu Sheng, you haven’t learnt it properly yet, and then you go and learn some side paths? Do you believe this, yourself?”
Yan Lei opened his mouth, and his words were again derogatory to Xu Qingnian.
This made many great scholars really upset.
I know that you Yan Lei hates Xu Qingnian, but you don’t have to be like this, right? He insulted Xu Qingnian out of the blue.
“Confucians, is it wrong to learn more?”
Song Ming frowned.
However, the next moment, Peng Ru’s voice rang out again.
“Secondly, I ask you, are you dissatisfied with the Great Wei Palace of Literature? Do you consider yourself to be underprivileged?”
Peng Ru continued to ask.
At these words, Song Ming’s face became even more ugly.
But in the face of the questioning from the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, he stiffened his head and answered.
“Yes!”
“But, as is the case with everyone, we are all talented, all of us have talent, otherwise how could we enter the Great Wei Palace of Literature? Is it wrong for me to think that I am pregnant with talent, please?”
Song Ming replied thus.
He was a talented scholar from Jiangnan County, but he had entered the Great Wei Palace of Literature and was only doing some miscellaneous work? Was it wrong for one to harbour talent but not be met?
“A good talent? You yourself said that this is the Great Wei Palace of Literature, where all the talented people of the world gather.”
“What makes you think that you are the most talented person?”
“Which of us great scholars did not study hard in the Great Wei Palace of Literature? Which one of us did not make it through? Which one of them was not a great talent back then?”
“You are clearly arrogant and haughty, and when you were not given the opportunity to show your talent, you harbour hatred.”
Yan Lei continued to question his opponent.
When this was said, Song Ming’s brow furrowed and his face became increasingly unpleasant as he tried to explain, but what Yan Lei said did make sense.
He did not know how to go about explaining.
Indeed, within the Great Wei Palace of Literature, the gazes of many Confucian students changed somewhat.
“Thirdly, you have ruined your intention today and intend to go to Shouren Academy, are you thinking that Xu Qingnian will help you restore your Confucian position?”
This was the third question asked by Peng Ru.
And when this question rang out, not only him, but also many Confucian students who had destroyed their own clear intent just now, also inexplicably looked a little ugly.
Because that was what they were thinking.
But when confronted with this question, Song Ming said without any hint of hesitation.
“No!”
“I have never thought of it that way.”
“Today, Song Mou is completely relying on just a pa*sionate heart.”
Faced with this question, Song Ming said categorically.
He had never thought of it that way at all.
But once this was said, Yan Lei continued to speak.
“Do you think you believe these words yourself?”
“You are the one who colluded with Xu Qingnian and tried to frame old me, and also tried to plot the Qi of the Great Wei Wen Palace, you, deserve to die!”
He looked at the other party with cold eyes, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.
Only, Peng Ru’s voice rang out.
“Shut up!”
He spoke slowly, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied as well.
At this moment, Yan Lei was indeed just like a villain, where was the half of a great Confucian!
He had gone mad, just like a madman, and kept on shouting, disgusting people.
When he heard Peng Ru’s words, Yan Lei was silent, he shut his mouth, but his heart was full of unhappiness, of course he did not dare to be unhappy with Peng Ru, but an emotion.
Of course, with Peng Ru’s three questions, Yan Lei was even more certain that this Song Ming was the one who had colluded with Xu Qingnian.
At this moment, the last bit of burden he had was completely gone, vanishing in smoke and replaced by anger.
“Song Ming!”
“I know that you have not been respected in the Great Wei Palace of Literature.”
“This is not your fault, but neither is it the fault of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
“However, you must not behave like this, but what happened today was not your fault, nor was it Yan Lei’s fault, it was just someone who was sowing discord.”
“I will give you a chance to go to the statue of the saint, kneel for seven days and seven nights, bow three times, and I will personally write down a penance for you.”
“To help you restore your Confucian status, and you must also be well enlightened and not follow this evil path, but don’t worry, I will not blame you, I just need you to reform your ways.”
Peng Ru spoke out, he did not dwell on the answer to the third question, yes or no, it did not matter anymore.
For the Confucian students of the Great Wei Palace of Literature would not be so decisive in destroying their intentions as long as they created doubts, and once they did.
Nor would they follow blindly.
Indeed, above the vault of heaven, the qi of the Palace of Literature, which had been somewhat collapsed, gradually recovered again at this moment.
This was the tactic of the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth.
Asking Song Ming three times, holding out some literal traps to make him enter the pit.
And Song Ming was indeed made somewhat unstable by these three questions.
In particular, the sudden gesture of goodwill from the Confucian scholar to restore his Confucian status, and his willingness to let bygones be bygones and also to write a confession to them, was a kind of giving a stick and a candy.
This tactic silenced the Confucian students, and for a while, everyone gradually calmed down.
As to what exactly happened, it still depended on how Song Ming would choose.
But in reality, Song Ming was now very desperate, deeply desperate.
He had clearly chosen to speak out because he was full of enthusiasm, but now that Peng Ru had said so, he had become a villain who had colluded with Xu Qingnian.
It seemed that Peng Ru’s words seemed to indicate that he was not willing to take issue with himself and was willing to give himself a chance.
But how could Song Ming not know that Peng Ru was using a scheme? He was not doing it for himself, but for other Confucian students, and did not want this matter to go on.
But among the Great Wei Palace of Literature, many people had already started to look at themselves with different eyes.
Although there were still some people whose eyes were still full of trust and determination, most of them were indeed beginning to waver.
The reason was simple.
He was just an ordinary Confucian student, while this one in front of him was a great Confucian of heaven and earth.
At this moment.
Song Ming did not know what to do.
If he did not agree, he would not be able to explain himself clearly.
If he agreed, he felt that he was going against his heart, and even Song Ming knew very well that if he agreed, he was afraid that he would end up in an even worse situation.
He was silent.
Truly silent.
He didn’t know how to choose, and he didn’t know how to answer.
He was caught in a kind of desperate path.
If he chose badly, he might have to step into the abyss.
They hoped that Song Ming would not say yes, but what they knew even more was that if Song Ming did not say yes.
But what they knew even more was that if Song Ming did not agree, he would not be able to cleanse himself of suspicion and would be in even more trouble.
This was the tactic of Pengru.
To put Song Ming in a dilemma, but at least choosing to compromise was better than not compromising, at least for now.
But at that very moment, a voice rang out.
“Ridiculous!”
“Ridiculous!”
“Ridiculous indeed.”
“Yan Lei is arrogant, a Confucian student of the Palace of Literature, presenting an article and abandoning it without reading it, this crime is not asked!”
“Yan Lei is despicable, his own fault, but planted evidence to frame him, this crime is not asked?”
“Instead, you are questioning the victim?”
“Is this the Great Wei Palace of Literature? Is this the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth?”
“This is really ridiculous!”
This was Xu Qingnian’s voice.
As his voice rang out, at this moment, the Great Wei Literary Palace boiled over.
The gazes of the Confucian students could not help but look towards Xu Qingnian.
The gazes of Song Ming and the others could not help but look over as well.
No one would have expected that Xu Qingnian would appear at this time, and that he would dare to come to the Great Wei Literary Palace?
In the next moment, Xu Qingnian’s figure, appearing outside the Great Wei Palace of Literature, was walking step by step into the middle of the Palace, while a line of Jing soldiers followed behind him, looking like they had come to look for trouble.
“Xu Qingnian!”
“Who gave you permission to come to the Great Wei Palace of Literature?”
Yan Lei’s voice rang out, and when he saw Xu Qingnian, his eyes were bared with hatred.
“Shut up!”
“Dog-like thing.”
“Does the Great Wei Palace of Literature belong to you, Yan Lei? As a great Confucian scholar who respects the saints, why can’t I come to the Great Wei Palace of Literature?”
“Not to mention that I come, even if I stay here, what can I do? Who would dare to drive this Confucian away?”
Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out like thunder, directly abusing Yan Lei.
As this voice rang out, all the Confucian students froze in their places.
Xu Qingnian had scolded Yan Lei before, as well as other great Confucians, even the County King Xu Qingnian.
But basically, they were all rather subtle, and even when they had insulted Pengru, they had only scolded an old, immortal man.
But now directly abused Yan Lei dog-like thing, this ……. This ……. This is really wild.
“Xu Qingnian.”
“You dog-like thing.”
Yan Lei yelled, his voice was going hoarse, this was too humiliating for Xu Qingnian.
Directly calling himself a dog-like thing, how could he not be angry?
His lungs were about to explode, his face was red and terrifying, he was so angry that he was going to vomit blood, if he didn’t scold him back, he would really have no face in his life.
But when his voice rang out.
Xu Qingnian’s voice also sounded.
“Someone!”
“Those who insult the Great Confucian, slap your mouth for thirty!”
The next moment, Xu Qingnian gave a direct order as he stood with his hands folded and walked towards the interior bit by bit.
In an instant, a line of Jing soldiers directly came out of line, extremely fast, and headed in Yan Lei’s direction.
“How dare you!”
“Xu Qingnian, how dare you.”
“Xu Qingnian, don’t go too far.”
When they heard this order from Xu Qingnian, many great scholars spoke up, although they did not want to wade into this mess, but Xu Qingnian even said that he would slap Yan Lei, how could they allow it?
“I am a great Confucian scholar of the Great Wei Confucian Way, what is he, Yan Lei?”
“He is not even a seventh-ranked Confucian, and he insulted this Confucian, so what if he is slapped?”
“You rotten people shut up, or else I will slap him myself.”
Xu Qingnian’s gaze was cold.
The words were overbearing.
He dared to come to the Great Wei Wen Palace today to settle this grudge.
Xu Qingnian had endured the fact that the Great Wei Palace had copied his own newspaper!
Xu Qingnian also put up with the first issue of the Great Wei Palace’s newspaper, which humiliated him.
But now that the Great Wei Palace had planted such a false story, Xu Qingnian could not tolerate it anymore.
In addition, Xu Qingnian had written ‘Jiu Jiu White Hair, Old and Immortal’ in order to cause a conflict within the Great Wei Palace.
I thought it would take at least seven or eight days, but what I didn’t expect was that this Yan Lei was really stupid and bad, and it only took an hour to find an opportunity for himself.
Now that he had found the opportunity, how could Xu Qingnian let it go?
Today, he did not mean to kill Yan Lei, but at least he wanted to make Yan Lei pay the price in blood, to make this guy truly desperate.
“You!”
“Xu Qingnian.”
Several great scholars were so angry that their beards were crooked.
But they didn’t dare to continue saying anything else, because they somehow felt that Xu Qingnian would really slap them.
Once that really happened, even if they could take revenge later, they would definitely lose face in the future.
The next moment, several Jing soldiers came in front of Yan Lei, and almost without giving Yan Lei time to speak, they stretched out their hands and were about to strike towards Yan Lei.
“How dare you!”
“This is the Great Wei Palace of Literature!”
“You are here to commit murder, are you really not afraid of death?”
Peng Ru’s voice rang out, at the most critical moment.
Just Xu Qingnian’s voice also rang out in a flash.
“You too, shut up.”
“As a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, you are selfishly biased, planting false evidence and reversing right and wrong, are you still considered a Confucian?”
“People like you, you might as well die early.”
“On your command, slap your mouth for thirty minutes!”
“Peng Ru, if you dare to shout one more word, three months ago, Xu Mou, with the Realm of Bright Will, asked the Holy Will to execute the King!”
“In three months’ time, I will be a great Confucian, do you believe that I dare to ask the Holy Will to execute the Confucian?”
Xu Qingnian’s face was cold and clear, and his words were resounding.
However, Xu Qingnian was not trying to scare Yan Lei, he was now a great Confucian, and he really had the means to invite the Holy Will, but he just had to pay a price.
But so what?
The unlucky one would definitely not be himself.
As expected, once this was said, Peng Ru did not dare to say anything.
It was not that he did not dare, but in this case, if Xu Qingnian really invited the Holy Will, whether the Great Wei Palace suffered or not, Xu Qingnian would definitely not suffer.
And most likely, it would help Xu Qingnian win public opinion and prestige again, he was not stupid and did not want to give Xu Qingnian this opportunity.
“Xu Qingnian! Are you crazy?”
“Xu Qingnian, you beast.”
“Xu Qingnian, I’ll fight you to the death.”
“Pengru, save me!”
“Pengru! Pengru, help me!”
“Xu Qingnian! Aah! Aah! Aah! Ah!”
Yan Lei roared in anger, especially when he saw the Jing soldier getting closer and closer towards him, he was furious and various words were uttered.
But when the slaps of the Jing soldiers fell, he instantly let out a miserable scream.
This group of Jing soldiers were now not the same as they were back then, hesitant to make a move, now they dared to do it as long as Xu Qingnian opened his mouth.
When something happened, the big deal was that someone would naturally step in.
At this moment, the sound of slapping resounded in the Palace of Literature.
Yan Lei’s face was red and swollen, but the pain was nothing, it was mainly the shame, the deep shame.
His eyes, looking deadly at Xu Qingnian, the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt.
Every slap on his face was a great shame.
“Xu Qingnian, don’t you think you’ve gone too far?”
Peng Ru’s voice rang out, his tone cold and incomparable.
It was full of chilling intent.
“Excessive?”
“Is it excessive for Yan Lei to copy Xu’s Great Wei literary newspaper?”
“Is it excessive for Yan Lei to deliberately choose an article to insult Mister Xu?”
“Is it too much to say that Yan Lei planted evidence to frame Xu for the incident that occurred at the Great Wei Literary Palace?”
Xu Qingnian spoke slowly.
He turned around and questioned Peng Ru.
It was not that Xu Qingnian was really angry, so he personally came down to the Great Wei Wen Palace.
Rather, it was that Peng Ru was so powerful that he was able to turn a dead one into a living one, even though it was obvious that Yan Lei had done something wrong.
Xu Qingnian had been following the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
Naturally, she would not allow Peng Ru to succeed in his plot.
“Copying Er’s literary newspaper?”
“The article insulted you.”
“Planting false evidence?”
“Xu Qingnian, do you have any evidence for what you say?”
Peng Ru opened his mouth and also questioned Xu Qingnian in return.
He said so much, but did he have any evidence?
But Xu Qingnian said calmly and incomparably.
“No.”
Xu Qingnian answered in a big way.
As soon as she said this, Peng Ru’s cold laughter rang out.
“If you have no evidence, how dare you say such things?”
“Xu Qingnian, I am a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, if you are so arrogant, they can’t control you, but I can still suppress your vigour!”
“You have slandered the Palace of Literature, you have made a big mistake, do you know your crime?”
Peng Ru opened his mouth and said so, trying to make Xu Qingnian ambush his crime.
The current Peng Ru, who had bitten off more than he could chew that Song Ming had colluded with Xu Qingnian, was emboldened by Xu Qingnian’s refutation and inability to produce evidence.
This was an extremely disgusting tactic.
But it was also very effective.
You can’t produce evidence and you want to make a scene at the Great Wei Palace of Literature?
Is that possible?
“Hahahahaha!”
“Xu Qingnian, even though I don’t care how much you humiliate me, but if you can’t produce evidence today, I will sue you even if I die for the crime of defying the Palace of Literature.”
At this moment, Yan Lei had already finished slapping his mouth, his face was full of blood and somewhat red and swollen, but he was determined, and his anger towards Xu Qingnian was raging and heaving.
“Xu Ru, this matter has nothing to do with you, you should go back.”
It was also at this moment that Song Ming’s voice rang out, having thought that Xu Qingnian’s arrival would be able to change anything.
But what he didn’t expect was that Xu Qingnian was also being counted on, and he didn’t want Xu Qingnian to lose anything because of this matter, and would rather carry it off himself.
But Xu Qingnian did not answer Song Ming, instead she looked at Yan Lei and said with calm eyes.
“Xu Mou has no proof!”
“But Mou Xu has a way to make you tell the truth.”
Xu Qingnian’s eyes were calm, and in the next moment, a writing brush coalesced in his hand, his talent Qi coalesced in front of him, and the Book of Words appeared.
“Today, Xu Mou invites the Holy Will to inspect and ask Yan Lei three questions!”
“One question to Yan Lei, is the Great Wei Wen Sheng Newspaper a copy of the Great Wei Wen Newspaper! If not, I will abolish my position as a Confucian!”
“If not, I will abolish my position as a Confucian! If not, I will dissipate my talent!”
“Thirdly, I ask Yan Lei, did you pa*s on Cheng Lidong’s practice of foreign arts? If not, Xu Mou is willing to suffer the punishment of Pengru.”
Xu Qingnian spoke out.
At this moment, a terrifying talent filled the Great Wei Palace of Literature, and the Book of Words blossomed into an infinite light, evolving a holy will.
Above the dome of the sky, the auspicious clouds also transformed into a holy intent shadow.
At this moment.
The people of Kyoto were astonished.
As for the great scholars of the Palace of Literature, they were also smacking their lips one by one, they did not expect that Xu Qingnian would ask the Holy Will to monitor and ask Yan Lei three questions.
These three questions appeared.
Yan Lei’s face turned extremely ugly.
Because of these three questions, he did not want to answer them.
He also did not dare to lie and answer.
Because if he lied, he would definitely die in front of the Holy Will.
But if he answered, he would lose his reputation.
“I will not answer, old man, it is nonsense!”
Yan Lei gave his answer; he did not dare to answer, so he did not answer.
“If you do not answer!”
“Today, with the position of a great Confucian and a thousand ancient talents, I, Xu, ask the sage to recover and take away the Zhu Sheng lineage and all Confucian positions.”
Xu Qingnian took a step forward, his voice carrying across the miles.
His eyes were filled with cold intent.
It was also full of killing intent.
No answer, right?
If you don’t answer, I will directly take the position of a great Confucian and revive the will of the saints and revive them.
Let the sage investigate thoroughly.
Of course, this Xu Qingnian was only scaring and frightening people.
He had no such ability, he was just making it up to look like it.
But for some reason, when Xu Qingnian said this, in the Palace of Literature, the statue of the Vermilion Saint once again glowed with an astounding light.
A terrifying holy might appeared.
Even a wisp of it caused the Confucian students to feel a tremendous pressure.
This moment.
Yan Lei’s body trembled.
Because of this wisp of holy intent, it pressed him painfully.
It made him not dare not to say anything, he couldn’t not say anything!
His face was pale.
“Yan Lei!”
“Speak!”
Xu Qingnian spoke.
His voice was like thunder.
“Yes!”
“The Great Wei Wen Sheng Newspaper, it was copied from you!”
“I, Yan Lei, am targeting you! That’s right, I am against you, you have caused me to such an extent, I am against you, so what?”
Yan Lei shouted, he could not resist the saintly pressure, his body trembled, and he answered.
Gave an answer.
And above the dome of the sky, the auspicious clouds that were about to coalesce into one, completely collapsed.
But Xu Qingnian, did not care about the first two questions.
What he cared about was the third question!
If he answered the third question.
If he answered the third question, the Great Wei Palace of Literature would be in unprecedented trouble.
He himself would be completely relieved.
“Did you pa*s on Cheng Lidong’s unusual arts?”
Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out again.
He asked in a stern voice.
His voice was interspersed with hints of holy might.
Yan Lei’s face turned pale, and his gaze was even slightly lost in thought as he looked towards Xu Qingnian.
At this moment, many people were curious.
Many people were wide-eyed.
Curious, was Cheng Lidong’s supernatural art pa*sed on by Yan Lei or not.
If Yan Lei admitted it, then something really big was going to happen!
The Great Wei Palace of Literature would encounter an unprecedented crisis.
The Great Confucian had pa*sed on his supernatural arts!
The whole world is going to boil!
–The whole world will be in an uproar!
