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"Whew!" Song Feng let out a sigh of relief, immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you, thank you, Childe." ”

"Get up, let's have dinner together, there is something that needs to trouble Mr. Song."

"Don't dare, don't dare, childe, but please command."

Fusu smiled and said nothing, and asked Meng An to bring in the prepared food box.

When the food box was opened, Song Feng thought it was Fusu's own small stove, but he didn't expect it to be the food in the canteen of the Xue Palace.

"When did Mr. Song become a monk?"

"Yu Gongzi, the villain's family has lived in Leiyang for generations, close to the wild land of Wuling, influenced by the local aborigines, the way of witches and ghosts is popular, under the influence of ears and eyes, the villain is quite interested in it, and then came to the Central Plains, seeing the Fangshi rampant, the villain came up with the idea of taking this as a business, but now for nearly ten years, it is only its skin, and it has not been accepted by the Fangshi." Song Feng said with a sad look on his face, it seems that the business of this god stick is not easy to mix.

"Don't be so polite, after a long time of contact, you will find that I am actually very easy-going."

"Let me ask a somewhat inappropriate word, in addition to being able to swagger and deceive, can Mr. Song pretend to be a ghost?"

Song Feng's face turned red, and he said unnaturally: "Occasionally, occasionally." ”

"Oh, let's hear it."

"Yes......"

It turned out that since this Song Feng left his hometown at the age of fifteen and arrived in the Central Plains, he saw that Fang Shi did not produce, and he only used one mouth to play with people in the world, so he had the idea of being a Fang Shi, and it has been almost thirty years. He has not had a good time in the past thirty years, the way of witches and ghosts and gods is prevalent in Chu State, but the monks are not popular, he thought that he knew the way of witches and Gu, and when used in the means of the monks, he could be unique and famous. Unexpectedly, he took this idea to ask for a famous alchemist, but he ran into walls everywhere and was not welcomed.

First, the state of Chu has always been discriminated against by other Central Plains countries, and secondly, the monks of Yanqi have been circulating for a long time and have their own inheritance, so they will naturally not have a good face for those who come to grab food. Song Feng has avoided the place where Yan Qi Fangshi appeared for many years, and can only seek a way to survive in the wilderness and countryside, and his life is very unsatisfactory, when Korea perished, he happened to be in South Korea, in countless chaotic news, he heard that Fusu created a school palace and recruited talents, so he wanted to come and try his luck, but he didn't expect a month's preparation, just shot, and was seen through by Fusu.

After listening to Song Feng's experience quietly, Fusu knew that this was an ambitious person, and he became more and more confident about the little aura in his heart, so he said: "I have an idea, if you are willing, maybe you can realize your wishes, and it may even be possible to order the world, but I don't know if Mr. Song intends to participate!" ”

Song Feng looked at Fusu in a daze, he didn't expect Fusu to see through his methods, not only did he not clean him up, but he would also make remarks to solicit him.

Song Feng's heart spun rapidly, on the one hand, he thought of what he had encountered in the past thirty years, and if he was favored by Fusu, his fate would change. On the other hand, he wanted to help Su know Fang Shi's methods, but he still recruited himself, it seemed that he wanted to use Fang Shi's means to do something, these things were definitely not trivial, this thought together, Song Feng felt a chill in his heart.

"Refuse, refuse." Song Feng couldn't help echoing a word in his heart, but when he saw Fusu looking at him with a smile on his face, a greater chill rose, and he hurriedly got up, knelt down and said, "Thank you Gongzi for your love, the villain is also broken, and he will not hesitate to do it." ”

Seeing Song Feng's reaction like this, Fusu was even more satisfied, he was a brain, so he didn't have to worry about him not being able to do well.

"Mr. Song thinks too much, but he is just pretending to be a ghost, and he will not be able to take his life. Get up. ”

"Mr. Song, to be honest, you can't stay in this school palace, so go to Sixian Yuan to live for a while, and when this matter is over, I will talk to Mr. in detail."

"Obey the orders of the childe." Now that he has accepted the solicitation, Song Feng is very conscious of his subordinates, and he should do whatever Fusu says.

In a few moments, everyone appeared in the large conference room, and found that Fusu was already waiting here, and there were a large number of ballots filled out by everyone in the morning in front of the table.

When everyone arrived, Fusu walked up to the podium and took the pile of ballots.

Fusu coughed, attracting everyone's attention, and then said: "Everyone filled out a ballot in the morning, and after Mr. Zhang Cang's inspection, many problems were found, so before the official election begins, I will explain the problems that have arisen to everyone, and strive for the smooth conduct of the election later." ”

After Fusu finished speaking, he ignored everyone's heads and ears, took out a ballot paper and said: "This ballot is not written in regular script, it is a waste vote, and it is also the most problematic in everyone's ballot in the morning. "Fusu did not set up a scrivener, for those who are illiterate or can't write regular script, this is an academic committee election, not a grassroots election in the old time and space, and it is understandable that they can't write.

"This ballot has been altered and invalidated."

"This ballot, write one more name, invalid the ballot."

"One ballot, three names, all one person, invalid votes."

"This ballot paper, written with the name of the non-candidate, that is, me, is invalid."

"This ballot ......"

Fusu pointed out the mistakes in the ballot one by one, and then held it up for everyone to see. There were more than a dozen of these ballots that were singled out, and together with the same mistakes as them, more than half of the votes were invalid. Such a ratio made Fusu have no confidence in the success of this election.

"Do you have any questions?" Although there is no confidence, the academic committee has been put out, and the election is imperative.

"Childe, what if, what if you can't write regular script?" Someone lowered his head and asked secretly, as if it would be humiliating to raise his head.

"Regular script is the only text applicable to the official documents of the Great Qin, it is the legal script of the King of Qin, and the rest of the ancient characters have been abolished in the Qin State, Tsinghua School Palace, is the Qin State School Palace, the first one is to abide by the Qin law, and all the votes written in non-regular script are invalid."

"Childe, I've just arrived at the school palace for less than a week or a week, and I don't know any of the teachings here, and I don't know me, what should I do if there is no one to fill in?" This person uses new words that he has just learned, but what he wants to ask is what if no one chooses him.

Fusu was stunned, he really didn't expect this question, because there were less than 100 people in total, so he didn't publicize any candidates, nor did he designate or select a few candidates for the differential election, but directly elected among these 80 people, but he didn't expect that there was really no one who he knew.

But fortunately, although Fusu did not participate in the election, various movies and television in the old time and space gave him rich reserves.