As more and more support came in, the literati who had just followed the Beimang students to insult Xu Que also hid behind the crowd in dejection.
Are they afraid? Of course they are afraid, they are afraid that they will be spurned by their own students, and they are even more afraid that their literary foundation will be tarnished!
A young candidate said: "The junior student originally agreed with the teacher's words, saying that academics have no nationality. Since they are all scribes, they should communicate well. However, today I finally realized that the teacher's words were nonsense. If it weren't for brother Xu Que, We came forward, and now we Dayan students are jumping off the building! We must fight for everything for ourselves. How come these Beimang students insulted our Dayan students like this, and we have to fight back against them. Is this wrong? So I am willing to stand On Brother Xu Que’s side!”
"Yes, academics have nationality!" Another middle-aged candidate shouted: "Beimang students do not allow Dayan students to stay. They target us Dayan students everywhere. The purpose of setting up today is to make our literary base fall into dust. If If Brother Xu Que hadn't stood up for us, would you still be able to stay here well?"
With most students from Dayan choosing teams, in an instant, the entire Confucian Temple Hall turned into three factions.
One is the counterattack faction headed by Xu Que, the other is the defensive faction of the Beimang system, and the last one is the mixed neutral faction.
"Xu Que, you stirred up trouble before the college entrance examination. Aren't you afraid that the saints will blame you?" a Beimang student asked.
"Blame it? May I ask your Excellency, who brought up the Wen Lei first, and who persecuted our Dayan students?" Xu Que asked with a wicked smile.
The Beimang student was speechless. He was directly asked about his life gate by Xu Que's counterattack, which made him instantly defeated.
"Xu Que, when you came in just now, you shouted "Shu Wen Lei". In this case, we Beimang students will also rush to set up Wen Lei. Do you dare to fight decisively?" Another Bei Mang student shouted.
Hearing what this Beimang student said, more than a dozen Beimang students immediately ran to Shi, the director of the Confucian Temple Association. They had thought carefully that even if they lost, they would not die. Moreover, if Xu Que was allowed to set up a challenge, then they would No one will end well!
Xu Que smiled disdainfully: "There are problems with this national literary competition. Why don't we compete like this? Whoever loses will lose his or her own literary foundation. What do you think?"
The Beimang students hesitated. They hesitated at first, and then began to discuss among themselves in a low voice.
Just when Xu Que wanted to add more firewood, an old voice sounded from the guild director Shi: "Although this competition is very similar to the communication competition, it is also suitable. After all, such a competition is fair to both parties. .”
After hearing this voice, all the students quickly bowed deeply to Shi Nali, the director of the guild.
"I've met Chang Shi!"
"Um"
An old man opened the door, nodded slightly and walked out, followed by a dozen Beimang students. However, the expressions on these students' faces were not smiles, but an intriguing kind of distress...
"Are you Xu Que? The student from Dayan who caused Nanfeng City to turn upside down?" Chang Shi asked Xu Que.
"Student Xu Que, I have met Chang Shi." Xu Que saluted respectfully.
Shi, the director of the Confucian Temple Association, is not an official, but specializes in receiving local managers who are above the imperial examination. This is similar to the managers of modern hotels. Although they are not as powerful as the supervisors, the people who can become Chang Shi are basically the administrators. The above scribes also have a very strong character, because they can only stand between fairness.
Chang Shi nodded slightly and returned the salute to Xu Que.
The students who saw this scene were dumbfounded. What is going on? They haven't even taken the exam yet, but this long history actually treated Xu Que with courtesy? And the most important thing is that this is the chief history of Nanfeng City, which can only be held by Jinshi status...
"May I ask why Chang Shi did this to his students?" Xu Que asked in confusion.
"The sage said: A master is a teacher. Your knowledge far exceeds mine. By doing this ceremony, I took advantage of you."
This sentence put Xu Que on a high pedestal, which made hundreds of students dumbfounded. They never expected that Chang Shi would actually hold Xu Que up so high.
"You are so flattering, but students don't deserve it." Xu Que immediately saluted.
He didn't dare to admit it. Who knew if this old guy was setting a trap for himself? If he fell into it, he wouldn't be able to carry out his plan today.
Chang Shi smiled and stroked his beard, and then said: "Border literary competition will harm the peace of the world. How about changing this literary competition into an exchange literary competition?"
In an instant, Xu Que immediately understood that he wanted to wait for him here. However, he was not so easy to control. Since this road was blocked, he had to overtake on the curve!
"May I ask Chang Shi, where are you from?" Xu Que asked respectfully.
"The ancient country of Xilou is from Yu County, Shazhou, Qing Dynasty." Chang Shi replied with a smile.
Xu Que was very confused, what did this long history mean?
In fact, Xu Que thought too much, and that was what the family chief Shi Zhen thought. After all, in his opinion, people like Xu Que were taking the college entrance examination, and they were not soldiers outside with their hands stained with blood.
Chang Shi saw what Xu Que was thinking, and quickly said with a smile: "Every road to literature is different. I am both a good person and a good person."
As soon as these words came out, Xu Que instantly understood that he wanted to tell him that you were too murderous and should not do this. You should put aside your prejudices and face the college entrance examination...
Xu Que wanted to complain about this long history, why don't you practice immortality? In the classics he had read, there was a record of such an immortal sect, but it was not mentioned there... It must have been out of date, otherwise such an immortal sect would not have been recorded.
"Long history, students have a firm mind. The hatred of the country and the family should not be forgotten, and the words of the saints should not be forgotten. Therefore, sir, please understand!"
In the end, Xu Que didn't address the other party as Chang Shi. He obviously told the other party that if he was not allowed to do this, he would directly ask Shengyan to make the decision today.
Chang Shi's expression froze. He also understood what Xu Que wanted to do. Seeing that it could not be stopped, Chang Shi immediately took out the message slip, pinched it gently, and a stream of Wen Qi flew towards the Confucian Temple in an instant.
The students who saw this scene were shocked. Are they going to ask the watchman to make a decision?
Xu Que was also surprised. He didn't expect that this would escalate to the level of asking someone to come forward. This was not a good thing.
Just as a group of students were waiting for the watchman to come forward, a golden literary energy appeared instantly, and then fell into the long history slip.
After seeing the suggestion given by the watchman, Chang Shi nodded slightly, and then shouted to a group of students: "The Holy Envoy's message can be set up in any literary competition, but it cannot be similar to the previous national boundary literary competition. In other words, the Holy Envoy hopes Conduct it in a cultural meeting style!”
As soon as these words came out, the students were a little overwhelmed. Is this a competition? And you can’t hurt others?
But at this moment, Xu Que smiled, because he guessed what the watchman meant by what he said!
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xu Fan asked worriedly.
"It's okay, this is just what I want!" Xu Que took a step forward: "The Holy Envoy has spoken beforehand. Since it is a literary exchange, I, Xu Que, will bet on my literary career. Can anyone dare to fight with me?"
Xu Que's words seemed to open up a certain field, and all the students present reacted instantly.
All the students murmured in their hearts that Xu Que was a lunatic and would bet on himself at every turn. Who would dare to do this?
More than twenty Beimang students looked at each other, and after a few nodded slightly, they ran upstairs.
"Is this calling someone?" asked a student from Dayan.
"It looks similar, but I don't know who it is." Another Dayan student agreed.
Suddenly, some students thought of something, and their expressions instantly froze.
Just when everyone was curious, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps upstairs, and there were at least five or six people.
"How could it be them? When did they become Beimang students?"
A group of Dayan students began to discuss one after another. None of them expected that the person who came down was actually Nanfeng Juxiu!
In fact, these people don't know what's going on downstairs. Each of their rooms has a cultural shield, and this is also the unique feature of the Confucian Temple Guild Hall.
After there was a knock on their door, they learned that there were students from Dayan downstairs making trouble and wanted to challenge them. They couldn't sit still for a moment. They finally changed their identities, but the students from Dayan actually wanted to challenge them. Who can stand it? Come on!
