Chen Qingquan pretended to be humble, took out the scroll slowly, unfolded it, and saw a strange appearance in the sky.
It was a palace, and the two extraordinary kings in front of the throne were showing humility to each other. They both wanted the other to sit down. The civil and military officials of the court were prostrate on the ground, waiting for the birth of the new king.
There is no bloodshed, no intrigue, just humility.
There are two small words written in the corner of the scroll: Surrender!
"The King's Abdication Picture"!
When the scroll is unfolded, there are different appearances. This picture is recognized by heaven and is extraordinary.
It's just that taking out such a scroll at this juncture is just right for the occasion.
"What a picture, this is the country of scholars!"
"This is the wise king's morning court!"
"This scroll is full of grandeur, no wonder it reveals different images when you open it!"
"To abdicate, we don't stick to the rules and pass them on to future generations, but those who have achieved it first. I heard that this was completed in the past few months. I must have felt that Mr. Yu was away and Senior Brother Chen took the lead alone."
"That's right, in just a few months, Brother Chen has become much more powerful than before. I heard that he has solved many difficult problems in the Eight Wastelands."
The people below were still immersed in the artistic conception of the scroll, but the hidden secrets in the crowd had already begun to build momentum, making insinuations and naming Chen Qingquan's outstanding contribution in the days when Yu Huanshui was away.
He also named the core of the scroll and gave way. The meaning is self-evident.
But no one can refute it, because these are all facts. Chen Qingquan did not cause any trouble when he was in charge of Yumi Academy, and he even made contributions to the entire Bahuang Territory. It was much better than Yu Huanshui who stayed at the door all day long.
"Don't talk nonsense. The academy will always belong to Mr. Yu. I am willing to serve him all my life!"
Chen Qingquan waved his hands repeatedly, making a look of fear.
"That's too modest. Mr. Yu is so ambitious. I'm afraid he will be extremely happy when he sees his disciples excelling."
"If my disciples and disciples had half as much writing and ink as Chen Xiaoyou, I would have abdicated in favor of others."
An old man with a white beard sitting at the front of the crowd laughed loudly, looking very free and easy, but upon closer inspection, something felt wrong.
"Old goat, if you don't stay well on your star, what are you doing in Jiehai?"
When Yu Huanshui saw the white-bearded old man, his face turned gloomy for a moment.
"My old friend has been reunited with me. Naturally, I want to come to congratulate you. I've already found it unpleasant to the underworld. It's a pity that you are the only one who dares to speak out."
"Recently, I am so poor that I came to Jiehai to look for ways to make money."
The old man with a white beard stroked his beard and chuckled.
"It's just because you have been growing a poor mustache that all your wealth has slipped away."
They were joking around and the conversation was unremarkable, but he had a general grasp of it.
Sitting at the front were all the leaders of scholars from various stars, many of whom were friends with him, and this old goat was the leader among them.
The two of them have been friends for many years, and this time this person came all the way, secretly mentioning that he was looking for ways to make money, and the meaning of this was self-evident.
This great literary figure was also won over by Chen Qingquan, and even the old goat, who had always been honest and arrogant, was captured. It is conceivable that the other wealthy scholars also came here to force him into the palace.
He was a little disappointed. They were all scholars, and usually they were full of truths that were deeper than the sea and higher than the mountains, but when something happened, they all went out the window.
"What does Naojia Chang do? Is this the time for Nao Jia Chang?"
"That's right, my disciple finally had the courage to take out a masterpiece and is still waiting for his master's comment. It would be better for you two to chat on your own!"
The old men beside the old goat blew their beards and glared, forcing the topic back.
They knew that the old goat wanted to secretly raise some fishy things, and it was a dangerous day, but since they had decided to help Chen Qingquan, they couldn't have any personal feelings at this juncture!
If you want to suppress someone, you have to suppress them until there is no chance for them to stand up.
"Old Yu, please say something and give me a review!"
"This scroll is really good. Looking back, I want the disciples in the clan to look at it and understand it. Maybe they can learn something."
The crowd booed and looked displeased as Yu Huanshui remained silent.
"Good calligraphy, good paintings, good artistic conception."
"Seeing this painting reminded Yu of his long-dead grandfather. Before he entered the immortal world, my grandfather passed on the old house to my grandson. Time flies and Yu is getting older. He can't help but think of the past.
It’s time for me to pass this academy on to future generations.”
"Chen Qingquan is extremely talented, mature and experienced. He is fully responsible for this position."
Yu Huanshui coughed twice and said.
Why did Chen Qingquan feel so uncomfortable? It was obviously going very smoothly, but why did he always feel like Yu Huanshui was calling him his grandson?
"Look at what you said...you are the elder, he is the junior, you..."
"Eh?"
"What did you say?"
"Are you willing to give up your seat?"
"You want to pass the academy to Chen Qingquan?"
A group of old men were surprised that the academy was established by Yu Huanshui and they agreed so easily.
They were also prepared to quarrel and ridicule openly and subtly, and Chen Qingquan also prepared a back-up plan at the dinner. Why did he agree to it just by mentioning someone in broad daylight?
Don’t play by the rules!
Is the state of fish in water really so high that it has reached the point where it is possible to give up the things you love at will?
"Yes, what's the matter? Today you are here to take care of Mr. Yu, and there happens to be a successor. It can be said to be a double happiness."
"Why don't you take this opportunity to abdicate the throne in favor of someone more worthy, and you all will come to bear witness."
Yu Huanshui chuckled.
"Forehead……"
"There's a banquet tonight, why not..."
Yu Huanshui waved his hand and made an immediate decision: "That's it."
"It's good, great..."
"good……"
Everyone looked at each other, confused.
The sailors who had prepared their rhetoric in advance were also stunned by this.
"Let's break up then. See you all in the evening."
Yu Huanshui stood up, stretched, and left gracefully.
On the practice ground, everyone was a little confused.
It was indeed a double happiness, but why did they feel a chilling atmosphere?
the other side.
Inside the small thatched cottage.
Li Xiaobai: "Just give up the territory so simply?"
"If they want it, just give it to them. Didn't you see that the big guys here are all lobbyists hired by Koizumi?"
It doesn't matter if the fish is happy with the water.
"Are you scholars so unconcerned about things outside of yourself?"
"Resources are very important, but territorial power does not matter. It does not mean that you are a true leader if you sit in that position. The world of scholars is different from that of sects. We have fans and followers. I thought they would understand this truth, but now it seems
, they are all just a bunch of people. In the end, I am the only one who will bear the title of literary giant in the world."
Yu Huanshui played charades, and it was obvious that he really didn't care about giving up his seat.
But Li Xiaobai didn't know why he was so confident, as if giving up the position of dean of the academy would not have any impact at all.