Zhong Bo snorted coldly. Zhong Qi didn't dare to speak. He quickly got up and left the courtyard in embarrassment.
The surrounding students looked at this scene. They all held their breath and did not dare to make any sound.
After Zhong Qi left, Zhong Bo's attitude changed significantly, and his tone became gentler: "Thank you for your hard work this time. The chaos at the Five Courtyard Tea Party was all caused by Zhong Qi alone. Of course, I also blame my teaching. Wu Fang, as the dean of Zilu Academy, I should also be punished."
"Let's do this. After all the disciples present return to the academy, they will go to the Treasure Pavilion and each choose a suitable ink treasure to serve as a compensation for this incident."
"Dean!"
The surrounding students all knelt down, and they all showed joy.
"This is God's will and the punishment I deserve from Zilu Academy."
Zhong Bo waved his hand and motioned for them to get up.
"Okay, the tea party in the Fifth Courtyard is over. Let's all go back to the academy."
After saying these words, Zhong Bo's figure disappeared directly into the pavilion, leaving only a group of Zilu Academy students looking at each other. They knew that their dean was really angry. Zhong Qi really provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked this time, and even caused something he shouldn't have provoked.
The students of Zilu Academy left the pavilion in silence one by one, with heaviness written all over their faces. They knew that this tea party was undoubtedly a huge blow to Zilu Academy, but fortunately each of them received compensation, which was a bit of comfort to their hearts.
Zigong Academy on the other side has a completely different style of painting. Duanmu Wei Li, the dean of Zigong Academy, can be seen with his eyes wide open, looking at Duanmu Qingcang and Zhang Wuyan who are sitting on the chairs with disbelief. .
"Qing Cang, did you just say that you were going to take Wu Yan to Daliang Zhongzhou in front of Ci Kuang Sheng?"
"That's right, I'm going to take Wu Yan to Daliang Zhongzhou to express his passion for poetry."
Duanmu Qingcang's tone was very calm, as if he was telling something ordinary.
"You...you are just fooling around!"
Hearing the affirmative reply from his son, Duanmu Qingcang was angry and patted the table in front of him. Although the sound was loud, the entire table was intact and showed no signs of being broken.
"At that time, the entire Confucian and Taoist family basically took action against Ci Kuangsheng. Twenty years ago, Ci Kuangsheng cut off all contact with the entire Confucian school. He once said that if anyone from the Confucian and Taoist family dared to provoke him again, they would be punished. No return.”
As Duanmu Weili spoke, he became angry again. He stood up suddenly, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth. He had also fought against Ci Kuangsheng back then. Although the two of them had no conflicts, they If Baoqi was not saved, he would regard human life as nothing, and he would bear a grudge against himself.
If this is the case, Duanmu Qingcang and Zhang Wuyan will be in danger.
"Teacher, my senior brother and I just want to visit Ci Kuangsheng. We don't have any other intention. Ci Song will be there to guide the way, so we shouldn't be in any danger."
Zhang Wuyan on the side couldn't see his teacher being so worried about him, so he quickly tried to persuade him.
"Yes, father, you don't have to worry, I will take good care of Junior Brother Wu Yan."
Duanmu Qingcang drank all the tea in his hand, and then said: "Father, you are old. You relied on your fearless heart to marry my mother."
"You brat, I'm only 59 years old this year, so you think I'm old? Forget it, you can die outside if you die, I don't care about you."
Duanmu Weili waved his hands as if he was angry, and said: "Ganggun, I don't want to see you again."
Duanmu Qingcang put down the tea cup in his hand and said to his father: "Don't worry, father, my child has grown up and will have his own considerations in everything he does."
"Gone, father."
Duanmu Qingcang saluted his father, then turned and left the room.
"Teacher, I have no words to excuse myself."
Zhang Wuyan felt secretly happy when he saw that his teacher did not stop him from going to Zhongzhou to meet Ci Kuangsheng. He said goodbye to Duanmu Qingweili, and then trotted to follow Duanmu Qingcang.
Looking at the two people leaving, a helpless smile appeared on Duanmu Weili's face, "He is indeed my son. His temper and character are exactly the same as mine back then."
"I'd better write a letter to Yan Zheng and ask him to take more care of these two children. For Yan Zheng's sake, Ci Kuangsheng shouldn't take action against these two children, right?"
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After Zhong Bo punished Zhong Qi, he did not go back to his room, but went to the back mountain of Kong Sheng Academy.
In the back mountain, there are towering ancient trees, the shade of the trees blocks out the sun, and occasionally you can hear the roars of beasts.
Zhong Bo appeared next to Zhong Qi, quietly looked at Zhong Qi with a slightly painful look on his face, and slowly said: "My son, are you really angry?"
"Father, I know you are protecting me. I just regret a little. I regret not holding the semi-holy treasure on stage. I know I was wrong."
Zhong Qi is not a fool. If his father abolishes his status as a direct disciple, then he will not be able to go to Yan Sheng Academy as a student slave. This is to protect him.
"My son, you can have your own thoughts. It's a great pleasure for me as a father."
Zhong Bo did not blame his son, but instead praised him, "I know you hate Bai Ye in your heart. You hate him for defeating you at the last Wuyuan Tea Party, making you embarrassed in public and becoming a laughing stock. But that was just Wu Ye." What happened years ago, you didn't get Yan Sheng's true biography at that time, so it's completely different from now."
"My father thought that the hatred in your heart would fade away in five years. It seems that my father was wrong. This is my fault. Today I will tell you everything that needs to be said. You can't kill Baiye, either. Can’t move.”
"Why?" Zhong Qi was very puzzled. Even if Bai Ye now became a candidate for the dean of Yan Sheng Academy, his father would not be so afraid.
"Bai Ye is the person chosen by Master, and is being cultivated as the next Master. If anything happens to the Bai Ye chosen by Master this time, the entire Tianyuan Continent may be turned upside down by him."
"If he finds out that Bai Ye died in your scheme, I'm afraid that year"
Zhong Bo told the truth, "Master has long wanted to return to the countryside. Decades ago, when I was a direct disciple of Confucius and Sheng Academy, Master once said that he would abdicate and decided on two candidates. , one is the current dean of Yan Sheng Academy, Yan Zheng, and the other is today's Confucian and Taoist sinner, Ci Kuangsheng."
"It's just that too many things happened that year, which caused Ci Kuangsheng to be expelled from Confucius and Sheng Academy and cast aside by the entire Confucianism and Taoism. And Yan Zheng was also disheartened by the departure of his best friend and returned to Yan Sheng Academy. Since then, For a long time, Yan Zheng had no contact with Kong Sheng School."
"At that time, the master's resentment reached the extreme because his two most proud disciples left the Confucius School and no longer had any contact with him. In order to vent his resentment, the master went to the other side of Tianyuan alone in anger and broke open with one punch. The Holy Qi Divine Wall went to the foreign races and started killing them. When the master returned to Kong Sheng Academy, he was already covered in green blood, and he was holding the head of a foreign semi-holy king in his hand."
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