At this time, Deng Bin, under the halo of Kong Zhongzi's Holy Lord, was like a firefly under the bright moon, dim and dull.
Only a few people noticed him.
But Deng Bin didn't feel any displeasure about this, but felt extremely relaxed.
It seems that Kong Zhongzi is the focus, but in fact... the real focus is him and His Royal Highness.
Not urgent!
The highlight of today is the moment when the academy icon is unveiled.
Now it's just a matter of preheating and sprinkling water.
"Students pay their respects to the Holy Lord!"
"Students pay their respects to the Holy Lord!"
Kong Zhongzi walked towards the table arranged in the academy square. In an instant, a large number of bachelors from the Holy Academy and major academies fell to their knees.
The deans of the major academies, as well as the deans of the Holy Son and Holy Academy, bowed and bowed.
The music begins.
With a smile on his face, Kong Zhongzi was making great strides with every step he took. Behind him, a vision of a saint chanting sutras appeared.
The sound of chanting resounded from heaven to earth, and talent filled the air.
Complemented by the scene of the holy land of Taishan Academy, the auspicious atmosphere dropped, and Kong Zhongzi seemed to have transformed into a first-class saint.
His figure is indescribably majestic, and his temperament is out of this world, like a holy god descending into the world.
"Holy Lord!"
"Holy Lord!"
"Holy Lord!"
Countless literati and scholars kowtowed, one with incomparable fervor, and the sound was loud.
Kong Zhongzi's whole person was blessed by the vision of heaven and earth, and the holy light shone everywhere. There was no scholar who could not be moved by it.
Deng Bin looked slightly stunned.
He admitted that he was severely tricked by Kong Zhongzi.
on the square.
No one was unmoved, even He Wancheng, Deng Tai'a, Prince Teng and others could not help but be moved.
The vision of the sub-sage released by Kong Zhongzi overlaps with the vision of Taishan Academy. This visual impact is really strong.
It gives people a sense that the Holy Court alone controls the way of heaven.
Kong Zhongzi held the holy ruler in his hand, stepped on the table with his hands behind his back, and looked around at the thousands of outstanding people from the Holy Academy attending the meeting.
Many faces were unfamiliar to him.
But what does it matter?
The more people come, the prestige of the Holy Court will naturally spread far and wide.
"No gift!"
Kong Zhongzi had a smile on his face and waved his hands slightly.
All the literati and bachelors stood up immediately, all their eyes fell on Kong Zhongzi, their eyes were wild.
"This Holy Meeting was held as scheduled. Looking back on the past, there are countless talented people in the Holy Academy, and there are many brilliant poems and articles. It is really my destiny..."
Kong Zhongzi stood on the stage and began to deliver a speech, loudly saying: "This holy meeting will select a new holy son and formulate future spiritual practice plans to make further contributions to the prosperity of culture..."
His voice echoed in the mountains of Mount Tai.
All the literati and bachelors were aroused, and they had the urge to commit suicide for the Holy Academy.
"Before the convening of the holy meeting, I would like to express my congratulations to Deng Bin, the dean of Taishan Academy."
"Today is not only the Holy Assembly of the Holy Academy, but also the opening ceremony of Taishan Academy."
"For this reason, as a congratulatory gift, I would like to confer the title of Third-Rank Confucian scholar to Deng Bin, the dean of Taishan Academy, to show his move to hand over Taishan Academy to the Holy Academy!"
Kong Zhongzi turned to look at Deng Bin with a smile on his face.
However.
Deng Bin's eyes widened, and he subconsciously said, "When did I turn it in to Taishan Academy?"
But he hasn't reacted yet.
His body floated towards Kong Zhongzi uncontrollably and landed on the stage.
This scene, in the eyes of the bachelors of All Saints Academy and major academies, made Deng Bin impatient to accept the degree.
Li Xiyang looked at this scene with a smile and said: "Dean Deng is also a scholar who is aware of current affairs. How can he possibly hold on to such a holy place? It would be better to exchange it for a third-grade scholar. This is the best choice." Cost-effective!"
Li Wenbo didn't speak, his expression looked a little weird, but he still nodded and said: "It's a good deal..."
yes!
Maybe Taishan Academy would still be there by then, and a third-grade scholar from Kong Zhongzi might have been prostituted for nothing.
The gift of literary status is not given just because one wants to.
But give one less one.
After all, the total amount is only that much, unless one day, the Holy Court can steal the national destiny of the Dayan Dynasty.
Transform the national destiny into cultural destiny.
At that time, it was not impossible for a fourth-grade gentleman to travel everywhere.
The same goes for imperial official positions.
Therefore, from the beginning of their birth, the imperial court and the Holy Court had a very sharp conflict.
It's just that the strongest ones are equally powerful, and coupled with certain factors, they have always maintained a relative balance.
And now... because of Lin Yi's appearance, this balance has almost been broken.
Li Wenbo didn't know this before, and after being attracted by the idiot Li Xiyang, he told him many things.
at this time.
Seeing that Li Wenbo had the same view as him, Li Xiyang smiled and patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder as a sign of appreciation.
Li Wenbo smiled.
His eyes wandered among the crowd, trying to find Lin Yi, but found nothing, which strengthened his suspicion...
Yi Lin of Taishan Academy, the person who left Mingfu poems in Yellow Crane Tower, was the prince Lin Yi.
At this moment.
In the academy square, many academy deans’ eyes were filled with envy.
Deng Bin is so lucky.
He was unknown in their circle of deans, but he didn't expect to become a third-grade scholar.
but.
Then I thought about it, Deng Bin dedicated all his ancestral Taishan Academy to the Holy Lord, so what's wrong with getting a third-grade scholar?
Deng Bin is losing blood.
"What a stupid ass!"
The dean of the academy scolded Deng Bin secretly.
On stage.
Deng Bin looked particularly embarrassed, with a somewhat painful and entangled expression on his face. He looked at Kong Zhongzi and wondered: "Holy Lord, this Taishan Academy, I..."
I can't make the decision!
"Only when Taishan Academy is in my hands can it realize its value. In the future, the imperial court will grant you the second-grade sub-sage title."
Kong Zhongzi sent a message and directly interrupted Deng Bin.
There was also a hint of doubt in Chuanyin's tone.
You have to do it even if you don’t want to do it.
Deng Bin looked like he had suddenly realized it, and said with red eyes: "I understand, your so-called support and rewards are all your plan. You want to take over my Taishan Academy!"
Due to Kong Zhongzi's formation skills, no one could hear Deng Bin's words except him.
Kong Zhongzi sighed softly and said: "On the way to the rise of civilized society and the Holy Academy taking charge of the way of heaven, it is inevitable that some people will have to make certain sacrifices."
"Deng Bin, you are also a scholar, and you also cultivate literature. In the face of great justice, the academy is handed over to the Holy Court to help the Holy Court control the way of heaven. Can't you make this small sacrifice?"
Deng Bin was silent.
I couldn't help but think in my heart, he couldn't do it, didn't he have to show a little more pain?
If I just nod my head and agree, you must not doubt my authenticity?
"good!"
Deng Bin finally nodded.
Kong Zhongzi waved his hand and removed the formation. He placed the Saint's Ruler in his right hand directly on Deng Bin's forehead and said loudly: "The Holy Duke is here to grant you the third-grade scholar's title!"
A bright light suddenly burst out from the saint's ruler, and then shot straight into the sky.
Among the rules of literature and Taoism, there is a translucent golden Confucian crown, which descends from the sky along with the light that reaches the sky.
It landed on Deng Bin's head and then disappeared.
Deng Bin closed his eyes at this moment, feeling the perfect integration of Wen Wei and Ru Ling, and felt ecstatic in his heart.
good!
The fifth grade jumped to the third grade.
Is this an extra reward for him and the prince playing this scene?
Countless academy deans were extremely envious at this time.
I hate that I am not the dean of Taishan Academy...
