Cui Yixian stepped forward expressionlessly and came to the side of his uncle.
The Cui clan members on the side quickly stood up and moved their seats so that Cui Yixian could sit down.
"I am familiar with the school rules and regulations of the academy. It is mentioned in it that candidates for each mountain president should be recommended by the previous mountain president. After a collective vote of all the academy's tenured doctors, only those who get more than 70% of the votes can be selected.
Selected.
If the votes do not exceed 70%, the mountain chief will need to recommend additional candidates to compete for the position."
The old patriarch of the Cui clan said calmly: "Chen Danqiu's current position as mountain chief is only verbally recognized by Lian Xuanxiao and has not been voted by the lifelong doctors of the academy, so it is not in compliance with the rules.
This is one of them."
"Is there another one?"
Cui Yixian asked coldly.
"Yes."
Patriarch Cui nodded and said: "If the process is not complete, Chen Danqiu's position as mountain leader is invalid. It is enough to initiate a meeting, organize lifelong doctors, and conduct a new election."
Cui Yixian was unmoved, "This rule is rarely used."
The academy has always had a tradition of giving horses a ride, and it rarely happens that the previous headmaster dies unexpectedly and has no time to recommend a successor.
It is also rare to see situations where the position of the mountain chief is unresolved and the two factions fight overtly and covertly with each other.
"But it's not without precedent."
The old patriarch smiled slightly, "Third..."
He took out an envelope from his arms and threw it out.
Under the influence of telekinesis, the envelope floated steadily to Cui Yixian, who reached out to take it and opened it.
There was only a thin page inside the envelope, and the content was very simple. It was the household registration book of a man named Chen who entered Yu State.
"This is Chen Danqiu's father's information."
The old patriarch said leisurely: "He was originally a minor nobleman from the Jing Kingdom. Because he had a feud with the local powerful, he fled to the Yu Kingdom and met a noble lady in Zhao County.
With his good looks and eloquent eloquence, he became a son-in-law and gave birth to Chen Danqiu. Relying on the connections in the woman's family, he quietly changed his household registration.
In other words, Chen Danqiu is actually from Jingguo.
Haha, this information has been buried in Zhaojun's literary library for many years. A friend of mine found it by chance.
I’m afraid Chen Danqiu himself doesn’t know about it. Of course, it’s also possible that he knows about it and doesn’t take it to heart.”
Cui Yixian read the naturalization document word for word, then with a move of his sword, he smashed the paper into ashes - this was a handwritten copy, and the original must have been hidden by the old patriarch.
"It doesn't matter."
Cui Yixian's tone was cold. The Yu State did not value blood. There were several generals and ministers of Hu origin in the court, and there were also lifelong Ph.D.s from other countries in the academy.
"At other times, it really doesn't matter, but it's different now."
The old patriarch took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I saw clearly at the funeral today that most of the doctors from other countries were sitting on the edge of the cemetery. Those who were close to Lian Xuanxiao's tomb were all members of the Yu Kingdom.
If we say that the war preparations carried out by Yu State were to resist foreign humiliation and protect the country,
So after Lian Xuanxiao destroyed the Zhou palace, attacked and killed Turkic priests, and cut down the peak of Taihao Mountain, the only possibility left was a war to destroy the country.
No matter which country is destroyed.
An undercurrent is already surging. At this moment, those PhDs from other countries must have been monitored by the Supervision Department.
Not only must we prevent them from returning to the country to serve the motherland, but we must also strictly guard against them from betraying the Yu State and defecting with secrets such as Tianxuan, penicillin, and spiritual energy machines.
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. This sentence is not just rhetoric.
Under such circumstances, will the lifelong Ph.D.s of Yu nationality, who account for the majority of the total, accept a person of Jing nationality who has concealed his ancestry as their mountain chief?
Don’t forget, the temple where Chen Danqiu is currently in retreat is the Holy Land of the Academy."
The old patriarch was very heart-wrenching and refused to let go of Chen Danqiu's Jingguo bloodline, but Cui Yixian still had a dull expression and no trace of emotion could be seen.
"One more thing."
The old patriarch paused and said slowly: "Yixian, the academy has been passed down to this day, with a total of more than forty mountain chiefs and hundreds of siye.
Among all the ministers, more than 30% are from those with the fifth surname Qiwang and are related to the fifth surname Qiwang. And among them, how many people can become mountain chiefs?
The answer is none.
Even according to the rules of taking turns to be the banker, this result is impossible.
For so many years, the Xuegong and the Li Yu royal family have always been wary of our family. Even if we pulled out our claws, disarmed, and backed down step by step, they still did not regard us as a member of the Yu Kingdom.
Yixian, you have served in the Academy for many years, and the number of demons and evil spirits you have killed for the Academy far exceeds that of Chen Danqiu, who sits firmly on the Diaoyutai and rarely goes out.
Why is it him and not you? Just because of Lian Xuanxiao's words, this position belongs to him, Chen Danqiu?"
"..."
I don't know which sentence touched the nerves. Cui Yixian frowned, looked around at everyone present, and said coldly: "The mountain chief has just been buried, and you called me here just to talk about this?"
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A familiar elder of the clan also advised: "Yixian, we are not betraying the Yu State, but we want to find peace for the entire family and future generations.
Just imagine, what if the position of mountain chief still belongs to Chen Danqiu, and when the talisman of mountains and rivers dissipates, the war to destroy the country breaks out, and the Yu State forces the children of our family to go to the battlefield?
Can you bear to watch your nephew and junior lose their lives in vain?
Tantai Leshan is a scholar and has no ambition. Xue Che is a reckless martial artist, so there is nothing to worry about. Xi Yangyu has a suspicious identity and has no room to compete with you.
Now is the best opportunity. If you can ascend to the position of mountain leader, your family will be able to make fewer unnecessary sacrifices.
If we retreat, if the decline of the Yu Kingdom appears, we will have one more bargaining chip to negotiate with Taihao Mountain."
"That's right."
Another clan elder also said: "Lian Xuanxiao did an incredible job. He chopped down the peak of Taihao Mountain, seriously injured Headmaster Haotian, tore off the last trace of face on both sides, and pushed Yu State to the point of no return.
At this moment, in Chang'an City, there are more than one family or two who are discussing a way out like us.
It also includes those dignitaries from the two capitals who shout loudly about "supporting the Jade Dragon and dying for the king" and "resting with the country" - everyone is doing this."
Cui Yixian's eyelids twitched slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at his uncle who was hesitant to speak, "Uncle, what about you."
"Yixian, me,"
The uncle rubbed his palms, lowered his head shyly, and whispered in a low voice, "I am also the one who is holding a grandson."
To enjoy his grandchildren and enjoy his old age is his pursuit for the rest of his life.
There was no coercion or threat from within the family at all. It was entirely out of his personal will that he came forward to persuade Cui Yixian today.
"..."
Cui Yixian fell into silence for a long time. At the dinner table, the eyes focused on him were either hoping, worrying, or begging. All the tribesmen were waiting for his answer.
Brush.
Under the table, Cui Yixian released his hand holding the sword hilt.
This chapter has been completed!