Yan Ziyuan smiled self-deprecatingly and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The deans of the academies were also a little stunned, for so many years, Yan Ziyuan's image in their hearts has always been very great, not to mention crying, not even major mood swings, but I didn't expect that when Meng Fuzi was mentioned today, Yan Ziyuan actually shed tears.

Although Ren Shoushou and Luo Zhongzheng had just heard about something terrible, they still took Yan Ziyuan's face into account, deliberately took a few steps forward, and asked, "Mr. Yan, the content of the next round of assessment has not yet been decided." ”

Yan Ziyuan said with a smile: "When people are old, they always can't control their emotions, and I am out of shape." He bowed to the crowd and then continued, "I already have an idea in my mind for this final contest." ”

"It's up to me to play a game of chess with this kid named Xu Xiaoli."

This fluttering sentence fell, like a pebble on the quiet lake, and the originally quiet deans immediately exploded.

An old dean came out and objected: "Mr. Yan! Cannot! The scale of this Confucian exchange meeting is unprecedented, how can it be two consecutive rounds of chess tests, besides, Fang Wenlong and Xu Xiaoli are each the winners of one round, and the third round of the competition should continue to be between them, how can it be so hasty! ”

Yan Ziyuan nodded and said, "Then let me play against these two separately." ”

Song Qunshan couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Mr. Yan, these two people's chess skills are not at the same level, why bother to do this?" ”

Yan Ziyuan looked at Song Qunshan and said, "Since this is the case, it is even more convenient." ”

Song Qunshan was stunned for a moment, speechless for a while.

Rarely, Yan Ziyuan said strongly: "I already belong to Xu Xiaoli, the winner of this conference, the final game just wants to see his character, there is no need to discuss more, please go back!" ”

Although everyone was dissatisfied, Yan Ziyuan's tough attitude still forced everyone to retreat.

Yan Ziyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone withdraw.

He looked at the chessboard, which had not yet been removed, with black and white pieces crisscrossing it.

Suddenly, without looking back, he said, "Who's there!" Come out! ”

Luo Zhongzheng slowly walked out of the shadows and saluted Yan Ziyuan.

Yan Ziyuan seemed to guess that it was him, and asked, "Zhongzheng, haven't you left yet?" ”

Luo Zhongzheng hesitated for a while, and then finally spoke: "Mr. Yan, in fact, you can tell the truth of the matter!" ”

Yan Ziyuan smiled: "Oh! It turns out that you can see it too. Also, after all, you are also my national hand of Dalu. ”

Luo Zhongzheng said with a complicated expression: "The chess style is mindful, if it weren't for Mr. just mentioned it, I would never have thought of it." It's just that something like finding a gunman to ghostwrite, why doesn't Mr. just say it! ”

Luo Zhongzheng also reacted not long ago, and got Yan Ziyuan's affirmative reply, and he can also confirm one thing - in the first round of written exams, the article written by Fang Wenlong was actually ghostwritten by someone else. Although I don't know how he knew the content of the assessment in advance, this kind of bad behavior should be canceled from the test results and expelled from Qufu City.

Yan Ziyuan said leisurely: "Depose the Confucianism of the hundred schools, this is the way of the king!" Obviously, the chess style inherited his father, but the style of the article is very different from his father, which has to be doubtful. Why don't you say it? Do you think it's just you and me who see ghostwriting? ”

Luo Zhongzheng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood. Of the four national players in Dalu, the first three are all Confucians, except for Yan Ziyuan and himself, there is only Song Qunshan. Since Luo Zhongzheng can see it, Song Qunshan should naturally know about it.

Yan Ziyuan looked at Luo Zhongzheng and said deeply: "Zhongzheng, among the younger generation, I am most optimistic about you and abide by it, your two temperaments complement each other, and it is expected to carry forward Confucianism." You have an upright temperament, and it is indeed difficult for you to hide the secret of ghostwriting in the bottom of your heart, but sometimes, some secrets, although you know that I know him, still can't tell it. After all, Dean Song has worked hard for my Confucianism for most of his life, and if you say things like this, how can he save face? I don't want to spoil the current atmosphere of unity within Confucianism. ”

Luo Zhongzheng nodded reluctantly, and said slowly: "In order to take care of Dean Song's face, it will damage your majesty. ”

Yan Ziyuan walked in front of Luo Zhongzheng, looked at his extremely reluctant head, and laughed helplessly: "There are many unfair things in this world, you can uphold justice alone, can you uphold all the justice in this world?" ”

Luo Zhongzheng raised his head and looked at Yan Ziyuan, his eyes were extremely resolute: "Mr. Yan, I understand your concerns, I won't say anything about this matter." But if there is such a thing in the future, no matter what the consequences are, I will not hesitate, you are right, I can't do all the justice in this world, but all I can do is to stand up once when I see an injustice, this is my Dao heart. ”

Yan Ziyuan nodded lightly.

"Mr. Yan! Lu Guogong is invited! ”

At this moment, the scholar outside the door shouted.

.......

The royal palace of Qufu City is very different from the palaces of the rest of the princes and kings.

Lu Guo advocates simplicity, the Lu Guogong of the past dynasties love the people like a son, and rarely build a large number of buildings to repair the palace, so the palace seems to be extremely old.

Even Lu Guogong's dormitory looks just a little better than ordinary rich and noble people.

Lu Guogong sat on the kang and looked respectfully at Yan Ziyuan, who was sitting opposite.

"Teacher, I heard that the winner of this Confucian exchange meeting has come out."

Dalu has advocated Confucianism and promoted Confucianism for nearly a hundred years. Yan Ziyuan has gone through three generations of Lu Guogong, and he is regarded as a celestial. Although the contemporary Lu Guogong is in his early fifties, he once worshipped Yan Ziyuan as an apprentice when he was young, and such secrets are naturally unknown, and Lu Guogong will only be commensurate with Yan Ziyuan as a master and apprentice in private.

Yan Ziyuan said with a smile: "Don't hide it from the lord of the country, Yan Mou does have a candidate in his heart." ”

After receiving a definite answer, Lu Guogong was a little impatient: "I heard that it is from a small academy in Weiguo? ”

Yan Ziyuan asked with some curiosity: "It's true that I came from a poor background, but I don't know why the lord of the country is so concerned this time." ”

Lu Guogong lowered his head a little embarrassed and said, "That guy Wan'er has also reached the age when he should get married." ”

Yan Ziyuan suddenly came to his senses, and laughed out loud: "So that's what happened!" ”

Lu Guogong's expression was full of love, but he said helplessly: "Wan'er, this child, is naughty when she is a child, she doesn't like to read books, and she is not good at the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I am always worried about her getting married in the future." ”

Yan Ziyuan said with a smile: "Princess, what is there to worry about marrying, the lord of the country is too worried." ”

Lu Guogong said with some annoyance: "Teacher, you don't know, a few years ago, several princes came to propose marriage, and the bride price was sent outside the palace, but Wan'er said that she didn't want to marry." I thought about not marrying, I don't marry, I am the hometown of Confucianism in the world, and when it comes to bloodline, I am still a branch of the Zhou royal family, and there is no need to treat Wan'er's happiness as a political victim of marriage and alliance. But after a few years, she is eighteen! ”

Yan Ziyuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Lu Guogong, and said, "So the lord of the country wants to marry Wan'er Xu to the winner of this conference." ”

Lu Guogong nodded and said, "I heard that the teacher is very favorable, and those who can enter the teacher's eyes must not be bad." ”

Yan Ziyuan understood what Lu Guogong meant, and it was rumored that Yan Ziyuan was going to find a closed disciple for himself this time, so as to find a good inheritance for Confucianism, and Lu Guogong naturally heard about it. Yan Ziyuan, as a leader of Confucianism, has almost the same status as Lu Guogong in the Lu State, and even surpasses it, and there are many Lu Guogongs in the past dynasties. If you can establish a good relationship with the next Confucianism leader in advance, it will be much easier to govern the country in the future, which is understandable.

"This child named Xu Xiaoli, I think it's really good, but it's hard to say whether it can enter Wan'er's eyes."

When Lu Guogong heard Yan Ziyuan's evaluation, his heart was already half relieved, and he hurriedly said: "Wan'er, I will persuade you, but I still have to bother the teacher to do more ideological work for her." ”

Talking about this naughty child, the two of them looked at each other, crying and laughing.

......

The conversation between the two in the Lu State Palace undoubtedly made the weight of this conference a lot heavier. Outside the palace, the news that Yan Ziyuan would play against Xu Xiaoli in the last round of the competition had spread all over Qufu City.

And in an inn, a blind white-haired old man listened to the discussions of the people around him, and said to himself: "Old Yan, what kind of child is it, worthy of your treatment." ”

The old man fumbled and picked up the wine jug on the table, then took out the wine gourd in his arms, and slowly poured the wine from the wine jug into the gourd.

He stood up, placed two copper coins on the table, and walked slowly towards the outside of the inn.

A blind and sloppy old man naturally does not attract too much attention, but if you look closely, you will find a strange thing, although he is blind and stumbles when he walks, but the old man's back is straight, as if he wants to hold up the whole world.