Chapter 444 (1/2)
After Wen Xiang finished, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the students talked one after another.
”Wei Yu? Is it true that he wants to fight for Fang Yun?”
”Isn't that Wei Yu? Bad luck! Stay away from this man.”
”It's nothing to argue for Shangshe, but even Wen Xiang said that his heart was not right. I dare not stand within thirty feet with such a person. It's a shame to be known!”
”Wen Xiang's temper is so good that he provoked Wen Xiang to announce the matter himself. He must ignore it in the future!”
The students nearby retreated one after another and stayed away from Wei Yu like hiding from the plague.
Wei Yu's face was as green as bitter bile. It was hard for even the little Duke around him to calm down.
Wen Xiang is the soul of a country's literati. It is better to be vacant than to choose an unqualified great Confucian. His position in the hearts of scholars in Jingguo is far higher than that of the monarch, second only to semi Saint Chen Guanhai.
Lei Yuanting was among them. He snorted coldly and said, ”Wei Yu, can't you see that Wen Xiang is partial to Fang Yun?”
Xiao Guogong stared at Lei Yuanting and was so angry that he wanted to punch him. This man regarded Jingguo as Lei's family. He dared to say so in Jingguo school palace. No great scholar is a soft persimmon. Even if Jiang Hechuan has a good temper, he is also a person who has set foot in the holy way. There is no doubt about his heart.
Although the relationship between Prince Kang's residence and Jiang Hechuan is not harmonious, the Duke of Xiaoguo dare not say Jiang Hechuan half a word in the capital, because Wen Xiang is not only in charge of the education and literary academy of a country, but also in charge of the capital. He is the first of the three great Confucians who control the power of the holy temple!
As long as the three great Confucians are in the capital and with the help of the holy temple, even if the demon half Saint kills them, they will never return.
Wei Yu sighed helplessly and was about to speak when he heard a huge sound burst in the sky.
”So what!”
The sound carried a strong wind and blew Wei Yu, Lei Yuanting and xiaoguogong back and forth.
Lei Yuanting's face is red and purple. Although he is from the Lei family and won't be afraid of Jiang Hechuan at all, his status is not high enough after all. If he is punished for saying bad things about Jiang Hechuan, the Lei family can only make an apology and lose their face.
Qiao juze beside Fang Yun smiled and said, ”it's worthy of being a great scholar. The four words' so what 'are wonderful! If Jing Guowen Xiang doesn't favor Fang Yun, but keeps justice to outsiders who harbor evil intentions, it's not Jing Guowen Xiang! I Qiao juze also favor Fang Yun, so what!”
Fang Yun smiled. No matter the Nangong Leng of the state of Wu or the Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan, regardless of their holy way, their actions have amazing similarities. They are direct and simple. If they are placed on ordinary people, in a way, they can even be said to be capricious.
But this willfulness is precisely what many adults can't do.
Fang Yun vaguely understood that what the great Confucianism pursued was no longer everything secular. They could do whatever they wanted to deal with these small things. They pursued the holy way and were only cautious in front of the holy way. Everything under the holy way was not worth spending too much thought.
The students of Jingguo who were present looked more and more disdainful at Wei Yu and others. Their opposition to the great Confucianism of Jingguo was almost equal to their opposition to Jingguo, which was almost treason. The vast majority of scholars could not tolerate such people.
Wei Yu turned to look at Fang Yun, his eyes shining with hatred. Today's Wen Xiang said this. Whether he won or lost, the whole family could not have a foothold in the capital or even Jingguo, so they had to move out of Jingguo to Lei's house.