Scholars and scholars are not short of money.
One by one, they paid money and entered Huanghelou Market.
At this time.
Two young men of eighteen or nineteen years old walked towards them at a leisurely pace, their brows showing confidence and calmness.
They are from Jintianfu.
He is a disciple of Taishan Academy, and the dean is Deng Bin, who is silent and has become a blockbuster.
Now... I am on my way to meet the Holy Master of the Holy Court.
"stop!"
The two teenagers walked straight in without queuing up, but were stopped by Zhu Zhiyun.
Several private soldiers from the palace quickly surrounded him, their hands already grasping the handle of the knife at their waist.
The older boy cupped his hands towards Zhu Zhiyun and said, "Excuse me, please be accommodating. I will study the dean's poems!"
The other boy nodded repeatedly.
The literati and bachelors queuing up behind him all started to criticize.
"We are also here to read the dean's poems, so hurry up and get in line!"
"The book has been read into the dog's belly? Are you polite? Go to the back and line up!"
"Who doesn't come here to learn about poetry? Ridiculous!"
All the literati and bachelors were very angry. These two young men were undoubtedly at gunpoint.
"Shut up, everyone, do you know who our senior brothers are?" the young man said proudly.
"hehe!"
All the scholars sneered.
Who here doesn’t have a great background? Who can come to participate in the holy meeting of the Holy Court, who is not the best among people?
"laugh!"
The younger disciple sneered and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you that our fellow disciples are disciples of Taishan Academy. The Mingfu poems in Yellow Crane Tower were written by our dean!"
The older disciple smiled crookedly and said, "Our dean is being summoned by the Holy Lord right now..."
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the scene was silent, and then there was an uproar.
All the scholars were so surprised that they did not dare to laugh anymore.
They believed what the two teenagers said.
Because no one would make fun of the Holy Lord.
call out!
Zhu Zhiyun also quickly stood up from his chair, looked at the two young men up and down, and murmured: "No way? Will His Highness recruit such a person as an academy disciple?"
"Also... why was it the Holy Lord of the Holy Court who summoned His Highness the Crown Prince, instead of him entering the palace to meet His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Zhu Zhiyun was confused.
With the situation of His Highness the Crown Prince, it is impossible to accept such people as academy disciples.
It’s so out of class!
"Dare I ask, who is your dean..." Zhu Zhiyun asked.
"Deng Bin!"
The young man raised his head proudly, like a little rooster.
Snap!
Zhu Zhiyun sat back on the chair with an indifferent expression, waved his hand towards the palace's private army, and said: "Catch these two people pretending to be disciples of Taishan Academy and send them to the Zhenfu Division!"
"yes!"
Several private soldiers from the royal palace surrounded him and arrested him directly.
"What?"
"What are you going to do? Presumptuous, we are disciples of Taishan Academy..."
The two teenagers yelled.
But soon they became quiet and were knocked unconscious...
After being loaded into the carriage, he was sent directly to the newly built prison of Zhenfu Division.
All the scholars looked suspicious, because it didn't look like these two people were fake!
"Brother, how do you know what they said is false? I feel that what he said is true..."
A scholar asked.
Other literati also nodded in agreement, curious about this.
Uh-huh!
Zhu Zhiyun unfolded his folding fan, looked at Erlang Tu and said: "Even if they are disciples of Taishan Academy, they are not the Taishan Academy where Mingfu Poems are written..."
"Because the real dean of Taishan Academy was invited by King Teng. It just so happened that I, a talented man, had a drink with the dean of Taishan Academy!"
Wow!
All the literati and bachelors suddenly became curious and asked questions one after another.
"Brother, how old is the dean of Taishan Academy? What does he look like?"
"Better looking than you!"
"Where is Taishan Academy?"
"You will find out soon!"
"..."
Everyone had a lot of questions, and they were even more gossipy than the female bachelors. Zhu Zhiyun couldn't bear it, and said, "Are you still going in for enlightenment? The time has come, but we have to drive people away!"
All the scholars quickly shut up.
At the same time, curiosity was completely aroused. It turned out that the dean of Taishan Academy who was summoned by the Holy Lord was fake.
rough!
The Holy Lord was deceived, and the Holy Court suffered a huge loss of face?
But then I thought about it.
They are just academicians, why should they worry about the Holy Lord?
If you have that kind of intention, you might as well improve your cultivation and literary attainments.
…
at this time.
In the Holy Temple.
Confucius Zhongzi sat high on the holy chair, and the shadow of the saint chanting sutras rose and fell, and the sky was full of flowers.
Talent transforms into golden lotuses, blooming and withering, evolving in a most mysterious way.
After Deng Bin entered the temple, his eyes were dazzled.
He was extremely shocked.
"It's so damn luxurious. These are all stone pillars made of spiritual jade!"
"If you cut off a piece, you will definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money!"
"The golden holy chair of the Holy Lord, this, this, this...how heavy is this!"
Deng Bin felt like he had really stabbed his butt with a knife today. It was an eye-opener!
"Student Deng Bin, Dean of Taishan Academy, pays homage to the Holy Lord!" Deng Bin calmed down and bowed to the Holy Lord.
The more nervous he is, the calmer he becomes.
After all, he is an old liar, so he can still control his psychology.
"No gift!"
The Holy Master looked at Deng Bin with a smile and said, "I heard that you left two Mingfu poems in the Yellow Crane Tower. I wonder what your purpose is?"
Deng Bin stayed up all night last night, just thinking about possible questions and answers.
"The students visited the Lantern Festival on New Year's Eve and had a lot of feelings. As the saying goes, thousands of flowers bloom on an east wind night. Even more, the stars are falling like rain..."
Deng Bin is tall and thin, speaks with a clear accent, and has an inexplicable appeal.
"Since I have gained some insights during the lantern festival, I will stay in the Yellow Crane Tower to show that students are here..."
Deng Bin's speaking speed was neither too fast nor too slow, just right, and no one could find any flaws in his words.
Holy Master Kong nodded secretly.
It's him!
He can guarantee this. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to have such a calm and composed demeanor.
Unless you are an old liar for decades.
But Taishan Academy is registered in the Holy Academy, so this cannot be false.
"You are so talented at poetry at such a young age. You can be said to be the light of the Holy Court. This time your poems will bring glory to the Holy Court. Tell me...what do you want me to reward you with?"
Holy Lord Kong looked at Deng Bin with a smile and said: "Wen Li, or the Secretariat of Holy Academy Scriptures? Or the resources needed by the academy? You can open your mouth!"
Deng Bin was very excited, but he behaved very well. He saluted and said, "Student, thank the Holy Lord!"
"The student has been immersed in poetry all his life. He has not studied the secret scriptures deeply, and he does not have the profound realm of the sages. He cannot understand it!"
"Student Taishan Academy has just been established, and we are thinking of all the students, but...hey."
He flicked his sleeves and robe, as if his sleeves were in the breeze.
Holy Master Kong nodded slightly and said: "Yes, as the dean, I should consider the students. I also know something about your Taishan Academy. It was founded in the ruins of Rendao Academy."
"I know that the reason why you named Taishan is to remember the harm that Prince Dayan brought to the Holy Academy, so you named it Taishan..."
Holy Master Kong showed an expression that he knew everything, and chuckled: "This box of golden tickets is my support for Taishan Academy. I hope that in the future you can cultivate more literary geniuses like you for the Academy." !”
"Of course... the deans of the major academies came last night and asked me to talk to you and not to steal the bachelors from their academies."
"A bachelor's degree is the foundation of the academy. I hope you will think twice before you act..."
Deng Bin's heart was beating wildly, a box of golden tickets?
Straight bitch!
Get rich!
But he acted very calmly, with an expression that regarded money as dirt, and said with a wry smile: "In this case, students are naturally more respectful than obeying orders. Taishan Academy will never compete for disciples from other academies. In this regard... Holy Lord University You can rest assured!”
After I leave the Holy Academy, I will not be Dean Taishan.
Anyway, sooner or later it will wear out, so why not just roll it up and run away...
Thank you Holy Lord for the reward!
"good!"
Lord Kong was very satisfied with this.
He not only won over the heart of the dean of Taishan Academy, but also stabilized the hearts of the deans of other academies.
Why should the Holy Academy not be able to return to its peak in the future?
In this battle for the spiritual realm, the Holy Academy has a great advantage...
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