"Of course I'm here to ask for an explanation from the man named Li!"
"That's right! Where is the man named Li? Tell him to get out of here!"
Someone yelled angrily!
Fan Zhong stood in front of everyone, wearing a white Confucian robe, disheveled hair, and a sad expression. However, he did not make a loud noise like the others, but instead watched this scene coldly.
"The one whose surname is Li?" Butler Yang was stunned for a while before he realized that the one whose surname was Li was referring to his young master, so he became angry and angrily shouted: "You are so brave!"
"My young master is the fourth-ranked General of the Imperial Conquest of the West! He is the late Emperor's conferred Prince Anbei. The most important thing you scholars should pay attention to is the word Li!"
"How dare you call my young master such a name? You are really seeking death!"
As soon as these words came out, all the scholars looked at each other in shock.
They scholars are not afraid of anything, but what they fear most is a name!
Whether it’s a name during your lifetime or a name after your death, you have to ask for them all!
Today they broke into Wulinghou Mansion and asked Li Changkong for an explanation. This was originally a good talk.
But if they don't respect etiquette, that's another story.
It is rare to be criticized by others.
So Fan Zhong stood up, raised his hand, pressed it twice, and said, "Old man, I'm waiting for Meng Lang!"
"But this matter is of great importance. I hope the old man can send a message and call Uncle Anbei to come out and confront us!"
"Don't even think about it..." Before Butler Yang could finish his words, bursts of laughter came from behind him.
Dressed in a moon-white robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and handsome features, Li Changkong, who looked like a noble prince, walked out and shouted loudly: "I'm here! You guys are still not polite!"
As soon as this statement came out, many scholars couldn't help but look at each other.
According to the laws of Daqian, if you have not achieved fame, you will be a white body!
When facing nobles like Li Changkong, you need to salute!
Even if it is not a grand ceremony of kneeling down and worshiping, this part is definitely indispensable!
However, they came to confront Li Changkong and raise an army to hold him accountable!
Now that I have saluted, my momentum is a bit weaker. How can I say it later?
So everyone hesitated, a little hesitant.
Seeing this, Li Changkong strode forward three steps again, almost in front of everyone, and said in a loud voice: "You really make me laugh!"
"As scholars, it is rude for you to knock on the door in such a aggressive manner!"
"It is unwise to tear down the door and wall of my house indiscriminately."
"You speak dirty words, and you know your mistakes but still don't change them. This is unbelief!"
"You are a group of disrespectful, unwise, and unbelieving people!"
"How can you pretend to be a scholar and stand in front of Uncle Ben?"
"He keeps saying that he wants to confront Uncle Ben and seek an explanation from him!"
"Where do you get your qualifications?"
"I have to answer to the imperial court, to the Holy Father, and even more to the people of the world, but I don't have to answer to you bastards!"
"Steward Yang, close the door and thank you!"
"I, the Marquis of Wuling Mansion, will not welcome such a nasty guest!"
When Butler Yang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He called the servants and shouted, "Can't you hear what the young master said? Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and see the guests off!"
As soon as he said this, the servants and grooms holding all kinds of farm tools gathered around him, menacingly!
For a moment, the readers were completely frozen in place.
They were called stupid!
Scholars pride themselves on being smart and eloquent!
But now they met each other. Because he refused to salute, Li Changkong took advantage of him and labeled him as disrespectful, untrustworthy and unwise!
With such a name, how can you argue with others?
That is really tantamount to slapping yourself in the face!
Seeing the servants waving their hoes and about to fight, everyone was panicked for a moment.
Someone shouted: "Brother Fan, Brother Li, what should we do now?"
The scholar surnamed Li did not say anything because he was already sweating on his forehead and he was also confused.
Instead, Fan Zhong stepped forward, walked in front of everyone, blocked the servants, then looked at Li Changkong with red eyes, then knelt down with a plop and kowtowed three times.
"This..." Many scholars couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw Fan Zhong behaving like this. They were extremely puzzled!
Li Changkong became a little more interested. He looked at Fan Zhong and asked, "What are you doing?"
Hearing this, Fan Zhong raised his head and said, "These ringings are for the rudeness just now!"
"Uncle Anbei is right. You have the responsibility to explain to the court, to His Majesty, and even more to the people."
"Then I dare to ask Uncle Anbei, whether Fan is considered a common citizen of Daqian or a citizen of Daqian?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Changkong became even more interested.
This person looks reckless and acts irrationally, but in fact he is rough and subtle.
To be able to find the loopholes in his words in a short period of time and take the opportunity to attack him. This calmness and sensitivity are not something ordinary people can have.
"Who is your last name? Who are you?"
Hearing this, Fan Zhong said honestly: "My name is Fan Zhong. My ancestors were born and grew up in Qiandu City for generations. I dare to ask Uncle Anbei, whether a villain like this can be regarded as a citizen of Daqian and a common people of Daqian." !”
Hearing this, Li Changkong couldn't help but laugh.
This is quite a talent. He seems to be answering questions, but in fact he is using the answers to the questions to put pressure on himself again.
"Of course it counts."
"Then are you qualified to ask Uncle Anbei a few questions? Regardless of whether Uncle Anbei's answer is yes or no, as long as it is the truth from Uncle Anbei, then I will leave after listening to it!"
"Ask." Li Changkong said.
"I would like to ask Uncle An Bei, there are constant rumors in Qiandu City now that Princess Changping of the Western Jin Dynasty promised you the position of the Governor of the Western Jin Dynasty and was even willing to recruit you as your consort. Is this true?"
"It's true." Li Changkong said.
Hearing this, Fan Zhong's body while kneeling on the ground trembled visibly, and his face turned even paler.
The many scholars behind him were immediately filled with indignation.
The eyes looking at Li Changkong were angrier than the last, but they did not dare to use their words anymore.
After all, the scene just now is still vivid in my mind.
They didn't want to kneel down and apologize, let alone ruin their reputation, so they had to do this.
"Then, I dare to ask An Beibo, if you are interested in going to the Western Jin Dynasty?" Fan Zhong raised his head, looked directly at Li Changkong, and said word by word.
Li Changkong shook his head and said, "I'm not moved."
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth."
"As for whether he will go to the Western Jin Dynasty, I can't guarantee it."
Hearing the first sentence, Fan Zhong felt relieved, but after hearing the second sentence, he immediately became nervous and asked: "Why?"
"Now the situation between Da Qian and the Western Jin Dynasty and the Northern Yuan Dynasty is extremely complicated."
"It's difficult to describe the changes in detail. Therefore, I can't give you an accurate answer. I can only say that even if I really went to the Western Jin Dynasty, I was still doing it while I was in the Western Jin Dynasty."
