Everyone looked around, and then many people showed serious expressions.
Su Shidao pressed his hand on the table, his old face full of resistance and dissatisfaction, "The Imperial Concubine's marriage proposal is your majesty's decree. How can we be allowed to make irresponsible remarks?"
Old Mrs. Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Su Shidao would recklessly say something that would end badly and easily lead to loss of status. Fortunately, this old friend who in his youth shouted to draw his sword and fight in a duel when he didn't agree with him was so old. As we get older, our xinxing has finally grown.
After listening to his words, everyone felt that there was some truth to it.
Arguing against state affairs is a serious crime punishable by death.
A great scholar laughed and said: "Haha, brother Zicheng is overly worried. Students discussing politics are the preferential treatment of the state. In the past, Emperor Renzong Zhao issued an edict that the Imperial College and the prefectural schools can organize students to discuss politics every quarter, regardless of the gains and losses of the court. , and also ordered the six ministers of the imperial court to observe and understand the gains and losses of governance. He even went to attend the first session in person, and was praised by people at the time for his demeanor as a wise king. Since then, this move has been spread and has not been banned to this day, so why worry."
Song Yanzhi waved his hand and looked fair, "Zicheng's words are actually mature and prudent words. Emperor Renzong did take such measures back then, but today is different from the past. We are not the Imperial College at the center of the world. How can we do it?" So many perks.”
Just when everyone thought they had guessed wrong, Song Yan waved his hand and said, "In this case, let's not talk about anything else, but let's talk about the benefits that can be brought by the Queen's marriage. This will never go wrong. Let us, the future countries, Officials in the DPRK should also give it a try, talk less and think more about practical matters, think about issues from a central perspective, and make decisions in the future, so that our Sishui Prefecture literary world can become famous and shine!"
After speaking, he looked at Master Su and said, "Brother Zicheng, what worries do you have?"
Su Shidao opened his mouth and sighed heavily, then took a sip of wine and glanced at Mr. Yun. The meaning was very clear, it's your turn! This is not my disciple alone!
Mr. Yun slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's okay if you don't give me the look. If you give me such an obvious hand, do you think I will accept it or not?"
It was as if the two of us were colluding.
But Mr. Yun still spoke.
Because he is Xia Jingyun's master, he used Xia Jingyun's reputation for nothing, and got such a good disciple for nothing. How could he see him being bullied like this!
As for saying that it is a loss of dignity, it will fall off the tongue...
That’s bullshit!
He said in a deep voice, "I also think it's inappropriate!"
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
The great scholars who originally thought they had everything under control stopped talking and put down their hands that were twirling their beards confidently and contentedly.
The dignitaries who had nothing to do with it, headed by County Magistrate Zhao, stood high, watching the dishes on the table to see what secret recipe of Cuihualou was hidden in the dishes on the table.
Then I silently scolded Song Yanzhi in my heart, you are a piece of shit, you only plot against others, but you actually plot against us!
At this time, no matter how stupid the person is, they will understand that this is not a purely interesting debate.
Song Xuezheng also put away his constant smile and said seriously: "Old Master, do you have any advice?"
Mr. Yun sat upright in his seat with a heavy gaze, "Mr. Song, you are the principal of the state school. It is your responsibility to arrange the affairs of the students of the state school. We have no right to interfere. But tonight, you are not the only one in the state. As students and talented people from all walks of life, they don’t need to be involved in this matter, right?”
Song Xuezheng laughed twice and said, "Everyone here tonight is a talented person. In the future, there will be more than just students from one state. How can we not participate in this grand event together?"
Confirming the other party's thoughts, Mr. Yun leaned forward slightly and looked at Song Xuezheng with a deep gaze, "Brother Zicheng's new disciple Xia Jingyun came from the countryside, but he has a little reputation. How can he be on par with the students of the state school?"
Compared with Su Shidao, who is really the "Haoshou Qiongjing", Mr. Yun is a person who has taught a first-class imperial concubine after all. His vision and experience in these years are different. He is not as incompetent and furious as Su Shidao, but Song Xuezheng was given a multiple-choice question.
If you want Xia Jingyun to participate in this debate and give your disciple a chance to regain his position, then you must agree to allow Xia Jingyun to study in the state in the future.
If you don't agree, then I will naturally have a reason to prevent him from getting involved with you and not suffering this humiliation.
If you agree, the important matter of the imperial examination will be ahead of you. Xia Jingyun himself has not accumulated much experience in policy theory. If he loses, he will lose. In the calculation of the general ledger, he will still be considered a gain.
After all, Xia Jingyun is still carrying the identity of a criminal. Even if he is rehabilitated in the future, there may be trouble if Song Xuezheng really makes a fuss about this.
Song Xuezheng's mind changed rapidly and he understood what Mr. Yun was thinking.
He was determined, since he was just a state student, he would not be able to stop him when the time came. Now, it was his business to help his favorite student understand his thoughts and rebuild his confidence.
"What are you talking about, old man? Brother Zicheng's talent is well known to the world. It is our great fortune to have his great disciple come to the state to study. We should welcome him with a warm welcome. Why should we refuse?"
"Then I have nothing to say."
Mr. Yun replied lightly, and then glanced at Xia Jingyun from a distance.
He didn't know if Xia Jingyun could understand his thoughts, and hoped that this good disciple would not have any quarrel with him because of this.
It's decided to study in the state. Just bear with what happens tonight. If you lose, you lose. No one will look down on you just because you didn't lose to a person from an official family in governing the country.
The future is long, so learn slowly.
Seeing that things were settled, Magistrate Zhao and others were like fish hiding in the water, finally daring to come up to the surface to breathe.
The atmosphere in the field was also relaxed.
Song Xuezheng smiled and said: "Since everyone has no other opinions, let's start?"
Debates like theirs have a fixed process, so there is no need to organize it in advance.
At this moment, a person who surprised everyone spoke.
"Master Song, everyone, I have something to say."
Everyone looked around and saw that it was Xia Jingyun.
"Gao Yang! You have no place to speak here, so get out of here quickly."
Su Shidao was afraid that Xia Jingyun would say something disgraceful because he was afraid of failure, which would have more serious consequences than failing in the competition, so he quickly pretended to reprimand him harshly.
"Hey! Brother Zicheng, we just want people to speak freely!"
Song Xuezheng did not let Su Shidao succeed. He interrupted with a smile, maintaining the air of an extraordinary superior, "Are you Xia Jingyun? You are a talented person. If you have anything to do, just tell me."
"Your Excellency, you are so complimentary." Xia Jingyun cupped his hands, "Students thought, not only do they want to participate in a grand event, but they also want to become an elegant event in the literary world of Sishui Prefecture, and show everyone that the students of Sishui Prefecture are not only elegant, but also have the ability to manage the world and benefit the people. , with the ability to govern the country, why not ask everyone present to write their thoughts into articles, and then select the ten best articles from them and compile them into a book, so as to leave a record that can be passed down to future generations!"
? ? ?
Big question marks floated on everyone's foreheads. Was Xia Jingyun's brain caught in the door?
It also needs to be bound into a book. Wouldn't this mean that he would be nailed to the pillar of shame?
"This Xia Jingyun is indeed a bit quick-witted. By not reciting in front of everyone, he can avoid making a fool of himself in public. Moreover, when time passes, he can still be eloquent in the future and say that he was suppressed by Xue Zheng and deliberately did not choose His. At that time, who knew what he wrote!"
The quick-thinking people in the room immediately saw through Xia Jingyun's "evil intentions". After some analysis, others suddenly realized, and the eyes they looked at Xia Jingyun quietly changed.
Good guy, I didn’t expect you, a thick-browed person, to have so many evil ideas.
Song Xuezheng also reacted after a moment of doubt, and sneered in his heart, "This statement is very reasonable. Only by recording the golden words of all the talents in a book can it be easily disseminated and preserved. But when we are all gathered together, how can we just hand over one Forget about paper manuscripts, let’s just write them by ourselves first, and then choose someone to recite them one by one, so that your masterpieces can reach the ears of the public.”
"No!" Xia Jingyun subconsciously showed panic, but he immediately reacted, his throat rolled, and he softened his tone, "The student feels that there are dozens of students here, and if he recites them one by one, it will be too time-consuming."
A great scholar snorted, "This is not a long essay. Each person writes an article, but it's just a matter of a glass of wine. You don't have to worry about it."
Song Xuezheng twirled his beard and smiled, "Also, in order to be fair and avoid suspicion, Mr. Zhao, could you please come and select the talents?"
Magistrate Zhao, who was enjoying the show, was stunned. I came here to eat some melon, why did I get it on myself?
But he glanced at Zheng Tianyu who was sitting still, sighed in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "What an honor!"
"Master Zhao was born as a Jinshi and was an official in the same county. His political skills are the best here. I don't know everyone's handwriting. Please write your name on the left side of the page and then fold it. This will ensure absolute fairness and justice."
In this way, all Xia Jingyun's carefully planned escape routes were blocked.
Song Xuezheng smiled broadly and looked at Xia Jingyun like a cat that had eaten a mouse, "Xia Jingyun, do you still have any opinions?"
Xia Jingyun looked like his wishful thinking had failed, as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He cupped his hands in despair and stumbled back to his seat.
Soon, a servant removed the food and wine from everyone's table and placed pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Looking at this neat effort, Su Shidao snorted in his heart. Who would believe that he was not prepared in advance?
However, there is no other way now. I can only resign myself to fate and hope for happiness.
“Everyone, with the limit of one stick of incense, let’s put pen to paper!”
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