As soon as these words came out, the whole room was shocked again.
Fang Ruhai? Isn't he also from the Great Confucian Academy?
Many people looked at Master Meng with suspicion, and it was hard to imagine why Fang Ruhai didn't defend himself.
"I personally wrote this book, and it was approved by the emperor as a universal book. It is not unusual for Fang Ruhai to give lectures." Master Meng calmed down and spoke coldly, but the guilty conscience that flashed in his eyes still could not escape Xia Lingxuan who had been staring at him. .
Sure enough.
"Master Meng, are you sure?" Xia Lingxuan asked unhurriedly.
His calmness made Master Meng fearful, but at this moment, he was already riding a tiger and could not get off, so he could only continue to scold with a cold face: "I am a teacher in my job, and I consider myself to be dedicated to cultivating talented people for the court and setting an example for the world. Why not be sure?"
Master Meng taught in the Confucian Academy for decades and was well-known throughout the Xia Dynasty. He was considered the highest among the students.
At this moment, on one side were the current prince's eloquent words, on the other side were the harsh words of their mentor. The students hesitated for a moment, but naturally they still did not believe Xia Lingxuan's remarks.
There were whispers in the room, most of them supporting Master Meng's remarks.
"The pure will be purified by themselves, but it is difficult to meet again after a broken mirror. Master, can you trust the laws of nature?" Xia Lingxuan was not in a hurry and opened the scripture that had not been touched for a long time on the table. He took a look and pointed to the first half of the poem above.
"From the front to the back, the writing style changes drastically, the rhetoric and tone change suddenly, and the stitching is forced. Can you really not notice it?"
He picked up the book and showed the paper without notes openly and openly in front of the students in the hall. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Master Meng looking ghostly, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
"What do you mean, the prince, this book is written by Fang Ruhai? It's ridiculous. Although Fang Ruhai is talented, he is just a classic reader. If he had the ability to open up new rituals, he would have flown into the sky long ago. You are here to quibble, but you want to confuse the public. ?!" Master Meng couldn't hold himself back and immediately spoke out to guide public opinion.
As soon as these words came out, some people among the students immediately agreed.
"Your Highness, could it be that you had a problem with the Master before and are you here to cause trouble today?" A strange and sinister voice sounded again unceremoniously.
Xia Lingxuan looked back and saw that it was the little transparent Yuan Tou. His skin was itchy and he stood up, looking at him with disdain.
He frowned, impatient with Yuan Tou's meddling.
Every time Yuan Tou doesn't find something unpleasant, he feels unhappy.
But others could not stand it and already believed Yuan Tou's words. After all, it was always known to everyone that Master Meng and the prince were not getting along. It is true that Xia Lingxuan's target at this moment, under Master Meng's distortion, invisibly turned into a deliberate target.
"That's right, the academic universe is vast, and there are competing paths. There are similarities and minor differences, and it's understandable. It would be rash to conclude certain things based on just some guesses!"
"Everything must be justified and supported by evidence, so that the truth can be explained, rather than just slandering one's own good and evil at will..."
Everyone criticized him one after another, but Master Meng did not agree with him and remained a high scholar for the time being.
So what about the prince? He has the support of students. Even if the emperor comes in person, he can only suppress it by force.
These students are all backed by aristocratic families and will be the pillars of the country in the future. If they are all killed today, this Great Xia will be in chaos.
Furthermore, the prince's refusal to provide evidence for a long time might be because he wanted him to get into trouble.
However, Master Meng was also surprised that Xia Lingxuan, a person who had always been a waste, could still discover this secret.
What he did when he was just an unknown person should have gone to hell long ago.
No, this time is over, we must run away quickly!
Fang Ruhai is a person with limited knowledge, no flexibility, and no threat. But if he is unlucky enough to be noticed, it will be hard to say.
Xia Lingxuan looked around, looking calm and calm.
There is no disturbance in my heart.
I was so speechless that I shut down my computer.
What to do? What else could he do?
Nothing can be done!
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Outside the Confucian Academy, a dusty man stepped onto the steps and looked up at the door with a plaque hanging high on it. There was an uncontrollable smile on his dirty face.
He walked directly over and stepped into the gate of the mansion.
The classroom had already descended into a one-sided confrontation, but three crisp knocks on the door sounded out of place.
Everyone looked at the door in unison.
At this sight, his expression changed, his color changed, and he was shocked and cold.
At this sight, the hustle and bustle in the house suddenly stopped, and time and space seemed to freeze.
At this glance...it turned out to be Fang Ruhai!
Xia Lingxuan blinked, doubting his eyes for a moment.
However, at this moment, Fang Ruhai was in a very embarrassed state, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes. He looked like a hungry man fleeing famine.
"Fang, Mr. Fang? Are you back from your travels?" One student stuttered and was trembling with excitement.
What’s it like to watch a show come to a head when the main character arrives? Who hasn’t had a change of heart yet?
Xia Lingxuan was also surprised. He had not heard from his father that Fang Ruhai had returned from delivering a message. He should still be in Danzhou at this time. How could he appear here?
Fang Ruhai strode into the room, unaware of the stalemate in it. When he saw Xia Lingxuan, he immediately rushed over excitedly, hugged him and shouted, "Your Highness! It's just right for you to be here, I, I'm so good, I found it!"
"I want to see the emperor! I have something important to report!"
Fang Ruhai was so excited that his usual rigid and serious look disappeared. His face turned red and he talked incoherently about what he had found.
Xia Lingxuan was confused when he heard this, and the others were also confused by the dancing. They all looked at Fang Ruhai, not knowing how to react.
He finally pulled away from the crazy scholar and asked in a gentle voice: "What did you find?"
"I, I found the theory passed down from generation to generation!" Fang Ruhai opened his arms, his eyebrows were dancing with joy, and he was not at all as decadent as when he left before, and his eyes were filled with brilliance.
"The theory passed down from generation to generation?" Xia Lingxuan became even more confused after hearing this, and supported Fang Ruhai who was in a frenzy.
From the side, Master Meng suddenly interrupted, "Mr. Fang, calm down."
"I'm calm! I really realized..."
Fang Ruhai couldn't wait to say it, but when the words reached his mouth, he suddenly stopped. Then he frowned, thinking hard, and moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything anyway.
Xia Lingxuan noticed something was wrong, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Why, I, I can't think of anything?" Fang Ruhai suddenly waved his hand away and covered his head with force, thinking painfully, but his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything.
"No, no, didn't I just realize it? Then when did I?"
"Amnesia? Have I lost my memory? When did I lose my memory?"
"No, it's all wrong. Amnesia is also my memory? Why can't I remember when I have amnesia?" Fang Ruhai seemed to have caught a blind spot and immediately grabbed Xia Lingxuan's sleeve again.
He calmed his breath and said, "Your Highness, if I say that I have a memory of enlightenment, but it overlaps with the memory of three years ago, and after that point in time, I have no idea that I have lost my enlightenment, do you believe it? ?"
He knelt down with a plop and met each other with the courtesy of a king and a minister.
"I put everything down and retreated to write the next book. But after that, the book seemed to disappear from the world, and I never felt anything was wrong."
"It was clear that someone took advantage of me and deliberately plagiarized me! They even erased my memory afterwards!"
