Qi Ning waved his hand and the teacup flew out. Many people didn't see clearly what was going on. The cup was like a meteor. Then he heard a scream of "Ouch", and the teacup hit a spectator sitting in the crowd.
The man was hit in the bridge of his nose, and blood suddenly emerged from his nostrils. Someone immediately supported him, and someone even stood up and shouted: "What are you doing? How can you be so arrogant and rude in a literary event?"
At this time, there was a commotion in the venue.
The deans of the Eight Academies suddenly showed dissatisfaction on half of the faces. Xue Danqing frowned, stared at Qi Ning, and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhuo's Qionglin Academy has always been very courteous. How can you hurt someone in full view of everyone?"
"Director Xue, I just said that I'll make a joke. I'm open-minded and can just laugh it off, but if I insult my students in the words, there's nothing to discuss." Qi Ning said lightly: "You can't hear that this person is rude, but I can hear it clearly."
"You are slandering!" The man who was beaten covered his nose and said in a furious manner: "I didn't say it."
"Everyone heard the sound?" Qi Ning smiled and said, "No matter how you conceal the voice, you can't change it. The rude voice just now is just like you. If you deny it, the book club will end today. Let's go to the yamen first and explain it clearly. Not only do you have to explain why you are rude, but you also have to confess who is instructing you behind your back."
"Instruction?" the man said anxiously: "No one has instructed me, it's me!" At this point, his voice stopped.
At this time, many eyes were staring at him. The man knew he had made a mistake and was embarrassed. He lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.
Qi Ning smiled and said to Xue Danqing: "Director Xue, this is the venue of your Longchi Academy. You have heard what he said. Do you still want such scum to stay here? Please consider it. After all, this is a gentle place, and this person is stinky. If he continues to stay here, it will be a bad mood for the real literati and talented people present."
Although most of the literati in the venue were quite disdainful of the girls' academy of Qionglin Academy, the insults in front of everyone was too despicable, and many people immediately turned their contempt for the person.
Xue Danqing's face looked quite ugly and said in a deep voice: "Take him out, and from now on, you must not step into Longchi Academy."
Then two scholars from Longchi Academy walked over, pulled the man up, and took him down.
The female students of Qionglin Academy suddenly felt refreshed and looked at Qi Ning and showed awe.
After taking that person down, the venue returned to peace. Xue Danqing continued: "This grand event is still inviting five great scholars who are well-versed in history to preside over the presidency." His voice suddenly increased: "The five people invited this time are Yuan Ning'an, Yuan Lao Shangshu, Ximen Shenhou of the Shenhou of the Shenhou Mansion, Wu Shandao of Xiling, Chen Xichang of Kuaiji and Mr. Zhuo Qingyang!"
Whenever Xue Danqing talked about someone, he shouted everywhere.
At the Jinghua Book Club, each session will invite five highly prestigious scholars to preside over the presidency, but one of the places always belongs to the Minister of Rites.
The Ministry of Rites manages poetry and books etiquette. This is the first literary event in the Great Chu Dynasty. The Ministry of Rites naturally strongly supports it. In history, they always invite the Minister of Rites to attend the presidency. This has become a convention. Yuan Ning'an has been in the position of Minister of Rites for many years. As long as there is no special situation, he will almost always come to attend.
However, the other four locations will change somewhat every year.
Although Ximen Shenhou was the leader of the Shenhou Mansion, he was also a painting saint who was one of the four masters of art. He was also a well-known figure in the literary world, but he had never attended such a grand event. When everyone heard that Ximen Shenhou had come to attend the conference for the first time, they immediately cheered.
Every year, there will be some small controversy in the four major areas of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, when everyone hears that Ximen Shenhou comes out of the battle, everyone feels that at least in the competition of painting skills, there will be no controversy. Of course, no one will question the paintings evaluated by the Painting Saint among the Four Arts Masters.
As for Wu Shandao and Chen Xichang, although Qi Ning had never heard of it, it can be seen from the cheers of scholars and talents around him that both of them were also very famous and were by no means ordinary people.
When the last one reported the name "Zhuo Qingyang", although the cheers were small, the shock was extremely amazing. Everyone looked at each other and stared at them.
As the number one scholar in the Great Chu Empire, Zhuo Qingyang's status in the literary world is of course unquestionable. As long as he is a scholar, he will be respectful when he hears the three words Zhuo Qingyang.
Zhuo Qingyang appeared in such a literary event as a judge. According to common sense, it was definitely something that everyone expected, and no one was more qualified than him.
However, as the president of Qionglin Academy, Zhuo Qingyang appeared on the judges' seat, which of course makes people feel a little inappropriate. Although no one doubted Zhuo Qingyang's character, Qionglin Academy was created by Zhuo Qingyang. If Zhuo Qingyang did not have any favoritism towards Qionglin Academy, no one believed it.
When Qi Ning saw Zhuo Qingyang appearing in the judges' seat, he was also surprised. He thought that this old man was really joking, so he left Qionglin Academy and went to do whatever judges he wanted.
Some people couldn't help but whisper and whisper. At this moment, five judges had already appeared in front of everyone. Yuan Ning'an, the Minister of Rites, sat in the middle, and the divine guards Ximen Wuhen and Zhuo Qingyang sat on the left and right. Although Wu Shandao and Chen Xichang were not weak in prestige, they were obviously a little worse than these three people, and sat on the side of the left and right.
When the five judges arrived, the deans of each academies led their disciples to meet, and the five bowed their hands to return the gift. After sitting down, Xue Danqing cleared his throat and said, "Everyone here knows the rules of the book club. I will repeat it here. The major academies compare the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Each item is scored by five judges, and ten is the best. The full score for each round is fifty!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice saying, "Let's wait!"
Xue Danqing turned around and saw Zhuo Qingyang standing up. Everyone looked at him. Zhuo Qingyang then said, "This time I was going to lead Qionglin Academy to participate in the event, but I was invited by Mr. Yuan!" After saying this, he bowed to Yuan Ning'an beside him. Yuan Ning'an immediately bowed back to his salute. Zhuo Qingyang continued, "The old minister insisted on letting Mr. Zhuo participated in the assessment. Mr. Zhuo thought about it again and again. He was getting older and he was afraid that he would not have many years to live, so he agreed to participate in the assessment this year."
Everyone couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Zhuo Qingyang once occasionally participated in the evaluation of book clubs. He was well-versed in the past and was fair, so the book clubs he participated in were always fair and fair, and the result of the evaluation was never controversial.
However, since Qionglin Academy participated in the book club, in order to avoid suspicion, Zhuo Qingyang disappeared from the judges' seat and has not appeared for many years. Since then, there have been some controversy in previous book clubs.
"However, this time I participated in the assessment, I could only judge it." Zhuo Qingyang said slowly: "I have also explained this matter to Mr. Yuan."
Yuan Ning'an got up. He was old and waved to Xue Danqing. Xue Danqing hurried over. Yuan Ning'an explained a few words. Xue Danqing hesitated for a while and finally said loudly: "Everyone, the rules of this year have been slightly changed because of Mr. Zhuo's suggestions." He coughed twice before saying: "Mr. Zhuo will not score every round of assessment, so the full score will be forty. Whoever gets the highest score will be the winner of the round, but just like the book club every year, the winner of the round cannot be determined by the winner. After four rounds, which academy has the highest score and will win the championship of this book club."
The rules were set, but everyone was even more respectful to Zhuo Qingyang, thinking that Zhuo Qingyang did this, obviously to avoid suspicion.
"Everyone, the time has come, so there is no delay." Xue Danqing said loudly: "Everyone knows that each academies can come out to perform, and all kinds of musical instruments can be chosen, mainly for the musical examination." He bowed and smiled: "Longchi Academy is responsible for the holding of this academy. According to the rules, he can only show his ugly appearance and send someone to perform." He turned around and looked at the judges' seat. Seeing Yuan Ning'an nodded slightly, he waved to the seat. Soon, one of the eight disciples of Longchi Academy came out. He was twenty-three or four years old and looked beautiful. He stood in the center of the venue in front of everyone. He first raised his hand and waved around.
"Liao Liang Bo is a disciple of Longchi Academy." The man said aloud: "This time I can participate in this round of competition, first of all, I have to thank Dean Xue of our Longchi Academy!" Speaking of this, he gave Xue Danqing a deep respect. Xue Danqing waved his hand and smiled, and then he heard Liang Bo continue: "I also want to thank the senior brothers and junior brothers of the academy, but what I thank most is my mother. When I was young, my family was very poor. My mother worked hard day and night to make me study, and she blinded her eyes!" At this point, her voice choked.
There was a silence all over the place.
Liang Bo's eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Just a few days ago, I received a letter from my hometown, telling me that my mother was seriously ill in bed, but she was still concerned about me and asked someone to bring me a bunch of candied haws. This is my favorite thing to eat when I was a child!" Speaking of this, I took a brocade parfait, opened it little by little, and took out a shriveled candied haws. "I can't bear to eat it. This is the love my mother gave me. I will keep it by my side. When I see the candied haws, I will feel that my mother is close to me!" Speaking of this, I sucked my nose and said, "Today's song, I think of every bit of the past, and I think of my mother's hard work, and I hope everyone likes it."
Chapter completed!