Chapter 165: Chaos in the Imperial Palace, collapse of public opinion, ruin of students, great chaos
Confucianism eclipsed
The capital of the Great Wei Dynasty is very strange now.
The common people felt very good about this Great Wei Wen Sheng Bao at first. Firstly, they could learn about national affairs, and secondly, they could educate their children through this Confucian talk.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Although the actions of the Great Wei Wen Gong were a bit disgusting, it has to be said that the Great Wei Wen Gong's retribution actually benefited the people.
So the people didn't say anything.
And the same is true for people. People will still choose to support whoever benefits them.
But the problem is that when the people gradually came to their senses, they discovered that this Confucian talk was on the surface to teach people to be humble.
But what about actually?
In fact, he was mocking what Xu Qingxiao did, and even used the term "childish" to humiliate Xu Qingxiao.
Naturally, the people felt that they had been cheated, although they wanted to educate their descendants.
But they know right from wrong and don't want to solve it this way.
Naturally, the people had some complaints.
But these complaints cannot change the fact that Wei Wengong is about to gain public opinion and talent.
Therefore, people came to major bookstores early, hoping to buy a copy of the Wei Dynasty newspaper to support Xu Qingxiao.
However, Dawei Wenbao also stipulates that one person can only buy one copy, at least one copy at a time.
What Xu Qingxiao valued was his publicity ability, not just this little bit of money.
Just as Mao hour passed.
Dawei Wenbao is now on sale.
People are still rushing to buy.
This time it was even more exaggerated than the first time, and it became an anecdote that attracted thousands of people.
The queues on the first street have already reached the second street. Not only that, some vendors saw the opportunity and set up stalls directly near the queues to start some morning business.
Not only these common people, but also many scholars are also rushing to buy it, including the big dignitaries in the capital of the Wei Dynasty. They have already sent good people to stay here, waiting to be the first to see the newspapers of the Wei Dynasty.
They knew that Xu Qingxiao would never tolerate the Wen Palace of the Wei Dynasty targeting him like this, and he would never tolerate it.
Xu Qingxiao's counterattack made them look forward to it with great anticipation.
In the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, many great scholars stayed up all night, and they all looked at the auspicious clouds in the sky.
Now it has condensed to the 107th flower.
With just one last flower left, Yan Lei might be able to return to the position of great Confucian, and Zhang Ning might actually step into the realm of great Confucianism in the world.
Of course, this is only possible and hopeful. Whether it is possible or not, we still have to wait for the final answer.
Therefore, Yan Lei and Zhang Ning were the most excited people. They stared at the sky for more than an hour without moving their necks.
They are looking forward to it and full of nervousness.
And at this moment, voices reported one after another.
"Yan Ru, the people are queuing up in the street to buy Wei's newspapers. The number of people is estimated to be at least tens of thousands!"
"Yan Ru, after careful investigation, at least several thousand people gathered outside major bookstores. All bookstores in Kyoto, except for a few that cooperate with our Great Wei Wensheng Bao, are selling Great Wei Wenbao."
"If nothing else happens, I'm afraid it may exceed two million copies."
Voices rang out one after another. They were spies sent by Yan Lei to investigate the sales of Wei's newspapers.
Hearing this, Zhang Ning became a little nervous inexplicably. He looked at Yan Lei and couldn't help but say.
"Yan Ru, will something happen?"
Zhang Ning is really too nervous. It is impossible for him not to be nervous. He is a great scholar in the world. This is the achievement he has dreamed of in his life.
No, it's not a dream achievement, it's something he never dared to dream of.
Now that there is a certain possibility that he can get it, how can he not be afraid? How can he not be excited? How can he not be nervous?
"Zhang Ru, don't worry, public opinion has been united, how could something happen?"
"Even if Xu Qingxiao writes eternal poems to insult us, there is no need to worry, he will not be able to influence us."
Yan Lei said with great confidence.
In fact, he was also very nervous and excited, but he acted unusually calm. He had to tell himself that he must believe in himself.
That's why he is so confident.
Seeing that Yan Lei was so confident, Zhang Ning said nothing more, breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to wait.
It's just that this auspicious cloud of public opinion is really slow to gather.
And at the same time.
Kyoto of the Great Wei Dynasty.
The first batch of the Great Wei Wenpao has been sold out, and the second batch of the Great Wei Wenpao will have to wait half a quarter of an hour to be delivered.
The common people who got the first batch of Wei Dynasty newspapers rushed to read them.
When they saw the title, the people of Wei were completely stunned.
[The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and the old will not die]
Eight simple words appeared. The first four words were not understood by the common people for the time being, but the last four words were still understandable by everyone.
Too old to die?
Isn’t this just scolding Peng Ru?
Xu Qingxiao is really bold, directly insulting a great scholar of heaven and earth?
This, this, this is really enough for Xu Qingxiao.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Good scolding, good scolding."
"It's fun, it's fun, it's so fun."
"I haven't read the content yet, but just reading the title makes me feel good. Do you feel good?"
"The depression in my heart yesterday was gone in an instant, hahahaha."
"I just said that Mr. Xu will not tolerate it."
"This is Mr. Xu's temper. He should be scolded."
The people were excited and happy. To be honest, they felt aggrieved, but they were always curious whether Xu Qingxiao would scold him back.
But when this title appeared, they became excited and excited, and the scolding was quite refreshing.
No, it's not refreshing enough, it's extremely refreshing.
Immediately afterwards, the people began to read the contents of the newspapers of the Wei Dynasty, skipping national events and local anecdotes. They now wanted to see what Xu Qingxiao wrote.
How to scold Peng Ru? What else is called dove occupying the magpie's nest?
Soon, everyone looked at the content.
Xu Qingxiao's writing style is also extremely simple, using storytelling to ridicule.
The story of doves occupying magpie nests is very simple. There is a kind of bird named dove. They do not build high nests to reproduce their offspring. They never hatch and feed them by themselves. Instead, they lay their own eggs in magpie nests.
The magpies raise their offspring for them, and even kill their offspring in order to feed their own children.
It is such an extremely simple fable. Xu Qingxiao did not use much writing, but the significance of this story is that Xu Qingxiao used such a story to satirize some of the great scholars in the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty.
They occupy the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty and claim to be of the lineage of saints. Therefore, the words they say and the things they do represent the saints. They are obviously their own thoughts and ideas, but they must be said to be the thoughts and ideas of the saints.
The problem is that you can't refute it yet.
Xu Qingxiao's overt and covert satire is direct. At the same time, the core of Xu Qingxiao's fable is to put an end to this phenomenon and never blindly follow other people's opinions.
It doesn’t mean that other people’s work is necessarily better. Xu Qingxiao even gave her own example. She was once a police officer, but found that she couldn’t do it well after ten years of working as a police officer. So she went to study and suddenly enlightened.
Xu Qingxiao's slight exaggeration is actually a whitewashing method. Otherwise, what's the point of scolding him directly?
What he wanted to do was not only to educate the people, but also to tell the people of the world that some people in the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty were like dove birds, with vicious hearts, excluding dissidents, and completely devoid of any Confucian style.
As long as you are not a fool, you will basically not be unable to understand the content of this article.
As for old age and not dying.
Xu Qingxiao was more direct.
Xu Qingxiao wrote an article, and the content of it mentioned the Wei Dynasty. Xu Qingxiao believed that among the Wei Dynasty, there were countless capable and talented scholars. They were clearly capable of serving the country, and they were clearly capable of changing the world for the better, and making the Wei Dynasty a better place.
Prosperity.
However, due to their humble status, they often have a very good opinion, but because of their low-key words, it is not conveyed to the superiors, so that the Wei Dynasty misses opportunities again and again.
And what is the fundamental reason for this? It is because some people never die when they grow old.
Xu Qingxiao even directly gave an example of the Taiping Poetry Society. Why were the Taiping Poetry Society and the talents of the Wei Dynasty so vulnerable?
You say that the Wei Dynasty declined? I admit it, but the problem is that the decline is the economic and military power, the national power, not the power of your scholars.
During the Seven Northern Expeditions, how many scholars died? How many soldiers died?
So the Northern Expedition did not affect the Great Wei, so the Great Wei is still the same Great Wei, and Wen Palace is still the same Wen Palace. Why did it lose so miserably?
It is because some people are old but not dead. They feel that they are going to die. They hold on to important power with a sigh of relief and use outdated ideas to imprison the new generation of scholars.
What they restrict is not a group of ambitious young people, what they restrict is the development of Wei Dynasty.
They killed not only a group of young people with ideals and ambitions, but also the common people of the Wei Dynasty.
What they destroyed was not the scholars in the world, but the Confucian heart and the spirit of improvement.
By the end, Xu Qingxiao’s writing was sharp and her comments were serious.
[Thieves of the people, thieves!]
【Thieves of Confucianism steal the country!】
【Beautiful white hair, old and not dead!】
If saying that the dove occupying the magpie's nest is just a mockery of the shamelessness of a certain group of great scholars in the Wen palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, then this old and immortal Xu Qingxiao is really shocking.
When the common people read this, their faces were red with excitement. They were so excited.
Xu Qingxiao's scolding was so good.
White hair, old and not dead!
That's really good to say.
But what they don't know is that to readers, this Wei Dynasty newspaper is no less than a meteorite falling into the sea.
Thousands of huge waves are gradually rolling up.
among the crowd.
Song Ming was a scholar. He was a scholar in Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty. He was a talented person from Jiangnan County and was a famous talented person.
He composed poetry at the age of ten and could write articles at the age of fifteen. He is not a child prodigy, but he can still be regarded as a good and talented person.
He has great ambitions, great concepts and ideas, and he hopes to use his own power to sweep away the decline of the Wei Dynasty.
I hope that my own light will one day bloom like a star until it disappears.
Therefore, his goal is the Great Wei Wen Palace. He hopes that he can enter the Great Wei Wen Palace and do things for the country and the people of the world.
Therefore, he tried his best and finally came to the Wen Palace of Wei Dynasty when he was twenty years old.
Originally, he thought that after coming to the Great Wei Wen Palace, he would be reused and many of his suggestions would be supported by the Great Wei Wen Palace.
What he never expected was that when he came to the Great Wei Wen Palace, he found that this place was extremely cruel, so cruel that it made him feel desperate.
Here, status is too important, and your rank is nothing. Everything depends on your age. He is now twenty-five years old. When he was twenty, he was a seventh-rank scholar.
After the age of twenty-five, he was still a seventh-grade Mingyi scholar!
Five years.
For five years, all he did in the Great Wei Palace was run errands, inquire about news, or occasionally clean the rooms of the great scholars.
That's all!
That’s all!
In the past five years, he has been unable to sleep every night, thinking about his life and future every day!
He wanted to endure it, because there were many people who endured it like him, they were all young people with ambitions. When he came here, everyone was full of energy and wanted to do big things.
But did they do it?
Done.
In each of their rooms, there is a thick pile of strategies, some of which are to improve the country's production methods, some to improve punishment, and some to the Ministry of War.
However, they could not submit these things because the great scholars could not even take a look at them.
Even if they really read it, it was just a sentence full of mistakes and they were sent back.
For a moment, they were silent. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.
In this way, five years passed, a full five years, and inexplicably, they regretted why they entered the Great Wei Wen Palace.
Why not just join the imperial court? At least once they enter the imperial court, they still have the right to speak. Even if they become parents and officials in one party, they can use their talents to do something for the country.
Even if it's a trivial thing, it's better than wiping the table.
At first, they were desperate, but people from the Great Wei Palace told them that this was a process, a process of sharpening their character.
They accepted it, they could only accept it, because they could not betray Wen Gong, and whoever betrayed Wen Gong would not have a good end.
Someone left the Wen Palace and wanted to go back to teach, but the local county government academies, etc., issued announcements saying that this person was expelled from the Wen Palace of the Wei Dynasty.
No one will let his children be sent to his home, because this person betrayed the Great Wei Wen Palace, this person betrayed the saint, and this person has no morality.
In the end, the man hanged himself and ended his life.
They remembered this matter in their hearts. They were a little afraid and did not dare to mess around. They could only wait, wait slowly, waiting for one day, they would be appreciated, and they would be appreciated by a certain great scholar.
In this case, they will have the opportunity to do something big.
In the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, there were too many people who held this idea, but when they saw that some Confucian scholars did not have any light even when they were old.
They fell into silence again.
But life has become like this, and they cannot resist, nor do they have the courage to resist.
Because they were not facing one person, but the Great Wei Wen Palace!
The orthodoxy among scholars in the world!
Today, Song Ming was dispatched again to check every move of the people in real time and make reports at any time.
But because of the excitement of the people, he couldn't help but buy a copy of Da Wei Wen Bao.
In his eyes, every word and sentence of Xu Qingxiao's words was like a huge wave, beating his heart, a heart that was about to die!
For some reason, what Xu Qingxiao did flashed through his mind.
There are some things that he was not at the scene and did not see, but he can make up his mind.
You can imagine how Xu Qingxiao made a big fuss in the Ministry of Justice!
He also imagined how Xu Qingxiao killed the prince!
Justice for the people! Punish evil and eradicate evil!
this!
this!
this!
Isn't this how he wants to live the most?
Isn't this what I dreamed of when I was studying?
White hair, old and not dead!
Never die!
At this moment, Song Ming felt that what Xu Qingxiao said was so right.
Some people have been holding important positions and not leaving opportunities to young people. In their eyes, there is only struggle and interests, not the country.
In their eyes, it is not the common people, but their own reputation and their own interests.
Such gray hair!
Why not die?
Song Ming was silent, and the Wei newspaper was in his hands. For a moment, his mind was in a state of confusion, and his heart was completely confused.
"Song Ming!"
"What are you still doing? Why don't you go back and report it to the great scholars?"
At this moment, a voice sounded, calling Song Ming, asking Song Ming to quickly return to the Great Wei Wen Palace and report the situation in time.
"good."
Song Ming nodded, and he left in response, subconsciously walking towards the Great Wei Wen Palace.
A quarter of an hour later.
He saw a group of people who also came to report the situation. There was a small group of people who walked very fast, as if they wanted to take credit, and ran faster than them.
But there was a group of people who seemed a little lost for no reason, just like themselves.
They all held Da Wei Wen Bao in their hands.
Everyone looked at each other, their lifeless eyes full of confusion.
At this time, they returned to the Great Wei Wen Palace.
I met Yan Lei and several other great scholars.
"I have met Yan Ru."
Everyone spoke together.
However, Yan Lei and the other great scholars stared at the auspicious clouds of public opinion in the sky and did not care about them.
"Back to Yan Ru, back to Zhang Ru, back to all the great scholars, all the newspapers and magazines on Nanyi Street were sold out within a quarter of an hour."
"The people all looked excited and happy."
Song Ming opened his mouth and said this.
"excited?"
Yan Lei couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this.
But he didn't turn pale in fright, nor did he do anything else. Instead, he waved his hand and said.
"Keep exploring!"
Yan Lei's words were very simple. He just said "continue to explore" and asked the other party to continue doing things.
At this moment, Song Ming wanted to say something, but looking at Yan Lei's appearance, he finally opened his mouth and said nothing.
However, suddenly, someone came slowly.
He came to Yan Lei and said.
"Yan Ru, this is an article the student just wrote. I hope Yan Ru will read it in his spare time."
That voice sounded.
He was a very young scholar, eighteen or nineteen years old, with a delicate appearance. He bowed deeply to Yan Lei and spoke while holding a volume of articles.
As soon as he said this, Yan Lei couldn't help but look at the other party slowly, frowning slightly.
"What article?"
He asked directly.
The latter didn't even raise his head, but his tone still sounded a little excited.
"Chapter of Wenbao."
"The student had some clear insights, so he boldly wrote an article. I hope Yan Ru will read it when he has free time."
"Of course, the student knows that his article is mediocre, and he just hopes that Yan Ru can give some pointers in the future."
The latter replied that the article he wrote was based on his own insights, and he wanted to ask Yan Ru to read it. It didn't matter if the draft was not passed, the main thing was that it would be best if he could give some pointers.
Tell yourself what you wrote poorly and what you wrote well so that you can pay more attention to it in the future.
This matter is very simple, just ask the teacher for advice.
Song Ming didn't pay attention.
He turned around to leave, but at this moment, Yan Lei's voice sounded.
"absurd!"
"You are just a Confucian scholar, what qualifications do you have to write a sentimental article?"
"Every article in this Great Wei Wen Sheng Bao is written by a great Confucian scholar. I will personally delete and select every article and take it seriously."
"Among them, many articles have been deleted by me, and they are all first-rate scholars."
"Who do you think you are? A mere seventh-grade Confucian scholar, how can you be so arrogant? Do you want to imitate Xu Qingxiao?"
Yan Lei scolded the Confucian scholar with an angry voice.
In fact, he wasn't really angry, the main reason was that he was too anxious to wait.
If it were normal times, the most he would do is say "oh" and ask the other person to put it down, but he would not even look at it.
But now, he looks calm on the outside, but inside he is anxious.
I look forward to getting well soon, and hoping that I can regain my status as a great scholar as soon as possible.
But he never thought that a Confucian scholar would interrupt his thoughts, so forget it. The most important thing is that this Confucian scholar would come to him with an article.
An article like this.
If it's an ordinary article, just let yourself read it.
Do you want to participate in the Confucian talks?
Do you deserve it?
Do you deserve it?
Are you, a mere seventh-grade Confucian scholar, worthy?
This is what Yan Lei is really angry about. A mere seventh-grade Mingyi Confucian scholar actually writes such an article?
It's simply overestimating one's capabilities.
The most ridiculous thing is that he still has the nerve to show it.
Yan Lei really wanted to tell him, how many great scholars wrote to him these days? How many great scholars' articles were rejected by him?
Even the great Confucian scholars have been overruled by you. How dare you, a seventh-grade Confucian scholar with clear ideas, speak out arrogant words?
As soon as he said this, many people gathered to watch. Even Song Ming couldn't help but look over.
The young Confucian scholar who was reprimanded by Yan Lei was blushing at this moment. He was ashamed and lowered his head, but the roots of his ears were extremely red.
In full view of everyone, who could have been ridiculed and insulted by Yan Ru? Who could have endured it?
But this is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened. In the Great Wei Wen Palace, this kind of thing will happen almost every once in a while.
But this scene brought back Song Ming's memories.
Because he did the same thing back then, dedicating his thoughts and strategies to these great scholars, but the only thing was that these great scholars did not insult him like Yan Lei.
It was an extremely indifferent sentence, full of mistakes and omissions, and then nothing happened again.
I didn’t tell myself where I went wrong, or where there was a problem.
Some are just one sentence.
Now, is this young Confucian scholar not the same person he was back then?
That scholar who has ideas and ambitions, but doesn't get any respect?
He was silent and speechless!
Many scholars were also silent.
At this moment, Zhang Ning on the side also looked over.
Everyone looked at him.
But Zhang Ning's eyes were cold and calm.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
He slowly opened his mouth and said four words, then he stopped talking and continued to look at the auspicious clouds of public opinion.
Don’t overestimate your capabilities!
As these four words sounded, the latter shed tears, crying with shame.
His body was trembling slightly, but he was not angry, but said in a crying tone.
"What the teacher teaches is that students know they are wrong."
He said this, admitting his mistakes and not daring to accuse Yan Ru, which was extremely humble.
"Bring the article."
At this moment, Yan Lei spoke and asked the other party to hand over the article.
For a moment, everyone was a little curious. They looked at Yan Lei and thought that Yan Lei was just a hothead. After giving him a lesson, they looked at the other person's articles and gave some pointers.
Even this young Confucian scholar was inexplicably excited. He handed his article to Yan Lei with trepidation.
He never raised his head from beginning to end.
And Yan Lei took over his article.
Without even looking at it, he threw it directly into the bamboo basket without even bothering to open it.
This move silenced many scholars.
They were somewhat speechless.
I originally thought that Yan Ru was just a sharp-tongued person with a soft heart. There were several such great scholars in the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, but what I didn't expect was this.
Yan Lei looks down on people too much.
Looking at his article, which was thrown into the bamboo basket by Yan Lei, the scholar was silent, and his face that had just softened turned blood red again.
"Don't do this kind of thing in the future."
"Do what you have to do."
Yan Ru said this.
Extremely indifferent.
Such words are sharper and more terrifying than a knife, piercing directly into this person's heart.
As for the other great scholars, they looked at the scholars around them and noticed something strange, so they couldn't help but speak.
"Yan Ru, actually this guy has some courage. Although the article is not well written, at least his courage is commendable."
A great Confucian scholar came out to smooth things over, hoping that Yan Lei would just let it go, so as not to offend other Confucian scholars.
But as soon as he said this, Yan Lei couldn't help but said in a cold tone.
"courage?"
“Do Confucians need courage?”
"What's the difference between being brave but not resourceful and Xu Qingxiao?"
"Young people should do what young people should do. Each of you will feel like a star."
"But do you know that in our eyes, you are dim and dull?"
"What have you experienced in our eyes?"
"If you can't bear these two words, what's the point of talking about Confucianism?"
"You are also stupid. If you don't learn from the good ones, go and learn from Xu Qingxiao!"
"How ridiculous!"
Perhaps because he brought Xu Qingxiao with him, Yan Lei's words became more and more unpleasant.
He is a traditional thinker who inflicts the suffering he suffered on these students.
But, at this moment.
Finally, a voice sounded.
"ridiculous?"
"Dare to ask Yan Ru!"
"What am I waiting for?"
The voice was not loud, but there was anger hidden in it!
For a moment, everyone was curious and looked around, and then many people showed surprise.
Because the speaker was not the scholar, but Song Ming.
At that moment, Yan Lei couldn't help but look at Song Ming, but his brows frowned subconsciously.
"Who are you?"
Yan Lei didn't know the other party's name, but he was inexplicably disgusted with Song Ming. If he was scolding others here, would it be his turn to be interrupted by a seventh-grade Mingyi Confucian scholar?
Moreover, it’s the seventh grade again?
"Student Song Ming!"
"Jiangnan people."
Song Ming bowed to Yan Lei.
The next moment, Yan Lei remembered Song Ming, and then he couldn't help but said coldly.
"Can Jiangnan College teach someone of your caliber?"
"Did you read the Great Wei Wen Holy News yesterday?"
"Didn't you read what Zhang Ru said?"
Yan Lei asked.
But Song Ming ignored Yan Lei and stared at Yan Lei.
"Students have naturally read Zhang Ru's articles."
"But the student doesn't want to talk about it. The student just wants to ask, why did Yan Ru think it was ridiculous just now?"
"What's so funny about that?"
Song Ming asked with calm eyes.
Physically he was humble, but mentally he had no humility.
"It's just ridiculous!"
"Isn't it ridiculous for a seventh-level person to have a clear intention and want to report it?"
Yan Lei said coldly.
But as soon as he said this, Song Ming's voice couldn't help but get louder.
"A mere seventh grade!"
"What a mere seventh grade!"
"Students dare to ask three things."
"Aren't the seventh-grade Confucians not Confucians?"
"Didn't Yan Ru experience the seventh grade?"
"Great Wei Wen Gong, when did you say that no one should report the seventh grade's clear intentions?"
Song Ming's voice was louder, and there was anger in his tone.
As soon as he said this, many people came forward and pulled Song Ming, not wanting him to quarrel with Yan Lei.
After all, the other party is a great scholar.
But when Yan Lei looked at Song Ming, he couldn't help but have anger in his eyes.
"presumptuous!"
"How brave you are!"
"How dare you do this."
"Where did you learn it? And did you learn the bad qualities from Xu Qingxiao?"
"You are so arrogant, do you still have the moral character of a Confucian?"
Yan Lei roared, pointed at the other party, and said this.
"Shut up!"
But the next moment, Song Ming directly shook off his friend's dissuasion and pointed at Yan Lei in public.
His face turned red, and all the anger in his heart came out at this moment.
"Who do you think you are, Yan Lei!"
"In the past, you were a great Confucian and had the title of Confucian. I respected you as a Confucian!"
"Today, you do not have a Confucian title, but I am a seventh-grade Confucian scholar. I respect you and call you a strict Confucian!"
"But you, again and again, humiliate us scholars."
"We respect saints, not deposed scholars like you."
"He is full of passion, young and talented. He is eighteen or nineteen years old. If he can enter the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, he is naturally very smart and can write articles, even if he does not fall into his eyes."
"But at least have to take a look before making a final decision!"
"You didn't even read it, just threw the article into the bamboo basket. You don't respect Confucianism!"
"You humiliate us scholars, but ask us to respect you. This is not the way of a saint. You are disrespecting the saint!"
"What you do is truly arrogant and arrogant."
"No wonder you were deposed. If I were Xu Qingxiao, I would also depose you as a Confucian!"
Song Ming's words were so intense that he couldn't hold it in anymore, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Today, he completely exploded.
"You! Arrogant!"
"Song Ming! How dare you be so disrespectful to me."
Yan Lei roared.
Several other great scholars could not help but frown and looked at Song Ming.
"Song and Ming Dynasty! Yan Ru is not a great Confucian, but I, Zhang Ning, am a great Confucian?"
Zhang Ning spoke, and he was also a little angry. Although Yan Lei did say something unpleasant, he is an elder, and you actually humiliated him like this?
"Is it possible that you don't want to stay in the Great Wei Wen Palace?"
As a scholar in the literary palace, he naturally would not help Song Ming, but would favor Yan Lei immediately.
But once you say this.
Many Confucian scholars couldn't help but frown.
Song Ming did go overboard on this matter, but everything Song Ming said was true.
You, Yan Lei, keep saying that you want everyone to respect you and respect their elders, so that everyone understands and understands the difference between elder and younger.
But the problem is, I respect you, but you don't respect me, which is really disgusting.
"Shut up, too."
"Jiujiu, the thief, will never die when he is old!"
"You have occupied important positions in the literary palace for decades."
"Rely on your own emotions and emotions to treat us scholars."
"We revere the Great Wei Wen Palace, but we revere the saints, not you old and immortal people."
"Today! I, Song Ming, can't stay in this damn place anymore."
"Everyone, when I entered the Wen Palace, I was full of expectations. We all hope that we can shine!"
"I can help all the people in the world, I can help saints, but what will happen to me after I come to the Wen Palace of Wei Dynasty?"
"The errand runners, the desk cleaners, the desk cleaners, even when I write an article and ask these great scholars for advice, I don't get any response."
"What are these literary palaces waiting for?"
"Today, I, the Song and Ming Dynasties, will slander Confucianism."
Song Ming cursed loudly, and the next moment, the righteousness in his body was released. He was completely angry, completely angry.
"you!"
"Come here! Drive him out of the Great Wei Wen Palace."
Zhang Ning pointed at the latter and cursed loudly.
He was also very angry.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, at this moment, someone in the crowd stood up.
Together!
Ten ways!
Twenty!
Thirty!
Fifty!
One hundred ways.
More and more people came out. They blocked the way of Wei Wenshi. Their eyes were colder than the other, and they blocked Song Ming's way.
The confusion in his eyes, the lack of energy in his eyes, all showed different expressions at this moment.
The next moment, the young man who was so humiliated by Yan Lei spoke up.
"Yan Ru! Students have always respected you."
"But today, the students realized that what Xu Shouren said was absolutely correct. A traitor will never die even if he grows old."
“I’m not angry if you deny my article, and I’m not angry if you insult me!”
"But you threw my article directly into the bamboo basket, and the student's heart was completely dead."
"Student Sun Lai, today, he also ruined his will. From now on, he will leave the Wen Palace."
The young student said this.
After saying these words, Haoran's righteousness was released. He also chose to destroy his clear intention and give up everything at the moment just to gain this breath.
"you!"
"Wait!"
"Wait!"
"You are really arrogant. The two of you are really bold and audacious to threaten us with this."
Yan Lei and Zhang Ning were trembling with anger. They were angry, not for contradicting them, but for contradicting them in this way.
Self-destructive intention?
What exactly is this going to do?
"Yan Ru!"
A great scholar spoke up and wanted to persuade him, because he could see that these students were really angry.
But before he could continue to speak, in an instant, one voice after another sounded out one after another!
"Today, I, Zhao Ning, have destroyed my own will, the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, occupied the magpie's nest with a dove, and cheated the thieves. I will never die even if I am old!"
"Today, I, Li Ping, destroy my own will."
"Today! I promise to shine and destroy myself to make my intentions clear!"
"Today! My grandson, the leader, will destroy himself!"
"Brother Song, I'm here to accompany you."
"Hahahahahaha! Enjoy it! Enjoy it! You all have the spirit of Confucianism, and I, Li, will not back down!"
"Come!"
"Everyone, I'm coming too!"
"A group of old and immortal things, so happy, so happy!"
Those sounds sounded.
The figures gradually stood up.
In the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, the terrifying awe-inspiring righteousness filled the air and vented everywhere.
In one moment, the number of people who have destroyed one's will was in the hundreds.
The faces of several great scholars became extremely ugly.
This is no joke.
It is actually no small matter for one person to ruin his will.
What they clearly understand is the saint's intention. If they destroy the intention, the saint will sense it, but if one person destroys the intention, it will not affect the saint.
But it's completely different to have so many people destroying one's intentions at once.
Hundreds of people ruined their will.
Such a thing has never happened in the Great Wei Wen Palace.
At this moment, the Great Wei Wen Palace roared, and the faces of these students were all determined.
In fact, an inexplicable emotion appeared in the hearts of every Confucian scholar in the Great Wei Dynasty.
This is the emotion condensed by the self-destructive intention.
The resentment in their hearts! The unwillingness in their hearts! The anger in their hearts! The disappointment in their hearts!
At this moment, every Confucian scholar, except the Great Confucian, felt this emotion.
"Today, I, Qian Yi, destroy my own will."
"Today, I will have a banquet to destroy myself and make it clear."
One after another, more and more voices sounded.
These people don't know what exactly happened.
But they felt the mood of other Confucian scholars.
Doesn’t Yan Lei look down on seventh-grade Confucian scholars?
The ones I sense now are all Confucian scholars of seventh rank and below.
Some sixth-grade scholars also feel this disappointment.
This aura of despair makes all Confucian scholars feel depressed and unwilling.
For a moment, I couldn't help but think of all the grievances I had suffered in Wen Palace.
At this moment, more and more Confucian scholars are disloyal.
Yan Lei's face turned pale.
Not only him, but also Zhang Ning's face turned pale.
The other great scholars were even more shocked.
No matter how much Xu Qingxiao made trouble, he could not shake the foundation of Wei Wen Palace.
The reason is.
The greatest foundation of Wei Wen Palace is scholars!
He is the best scholar in the world.
These endless scholars are fresh blood that is constantly injected into the Wen Palace of the Wei Dynasty.
They can lose everything, but they cannot lose these scholars.
"Yan Lei!"
"You are presumptuous!"
At this moment, the voices of great scholars sounded.
And above the sky.
The auspicious cloud of public opinion and talent that was originally gathered began to collapse.
Even in the Wen Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty.
The statue of the saint shook.
It was as if thunder was furious.
Hundreds of Confucian scholars.
At this moment, his eyes were even more determined.
It was at this time.
A magnificent voice resounded throughout the Wei Dynasty.
"I am Xu Qingxiao. Today I have comprehended the great success of mind science and opened the door to the school!"
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