After all, Yao Fu gave him five hundred taels of silver, and Yao Fu also wrote a letter to him in the name of his cousin Yao Chengli, asking him to take care of his cousin Yunyun, Yao Chengli and he are on the same list as Jinshi, and they have some friendship in private - but in this situation, Yao Fu is already a loser, if Zhang Yuan is just a child of an ordinary family, then it doesn't hurt for him to suppress Zhang Yuan with both soft and hard, but Zhang Rulin and Wang Siren are sitting on the side, And Liu Zongzhou, who presided over the so-called eight-share event, is also blue-eyed to this young Zhang Yuan, and more importantly, the Confucian students inside and outside the Minglun Hall and the people outside the Confucian gate have completely fallen to Zhang Yuan's side, Yao Fu's character is corrupt and spurned, and now if he supports Yao Fu, it will be simply a public anger, how can he Xu Shijin be so stupid!

But if there is no indication at all, Xu Shijin said: "Mr. Qidong said that there are any people in the east who think that this article is not good at making art and stand in the west, foolishly, it is better to change it, who thinks that this article is excellent in the art of making and deserves the approval of the vast majority of students, please stand in the west - how about this, Mr. Qidong?" ”

Wang Siren said secretly: "It seems that Yao Fu's gift is very expensive, Xu Shijin is so partial to him, Xu Shijin is cunning, this is a strategy that can only be thought of by knowing the way of power and strategy, such a change, it seems that there is not much difference, in fact, it is all about the subtle grasp of people's hearts, but this is only useful when the two sides are evenly matched, now, hehe, it is in vain." ”

Zhang Rulin was a little annoyed, but he still couldn't bear it.

Liu Zongzhou said angrily: "Okay, just according to what Xu Fuzun said-" asked Yao Fu: "Yao Sheng, what else do you have to say?" ”

Yao Fu saw that Xu Shijin did not support him to make a small piece of paper to determine the victory, and he complained, but he was helpless, and said: "But it is up to Lord Fuzun to decide." ”

Liu Zongzhou said to the sages of the East Column: "You read the book of sages, Minglun knows the rites, and today it is said that you are in the Minglun Hall of this school office, but you can decide by the conscience of heaven, and you will not be affected by other influences. "With that, his eyes are blazing, and he looks at all living beings.

Of course, Zhang Dai took the lead, and more than a dozen students immediately followed him to the west, and then more than ten people walked over one after another, and there were nineteen people who stayed in the east, and these nineteen people hesitated, looking around--those nearly two hundred students from this county and other counties who stood outside the Minglun Hall all stared at the nineteen people in the east, these nineteen people looked at each other, and three more people walked towards the west-Yao Fu looked at it, anxious, the remaining nineteen people were the ones he had generously ordered, how could they go to the west, these three people walked over, Isn't there more than 35 people who support Zhang Yuan!

Yao Fu was really shameless and fearless, and went to stop the three of them and said: "Brother Fang, Brother Wei, Brother Yu-" with a smile on his face, he almost didn't say the sentence "The three of them have all accepted my generous gifts" - these three looked at it, wow, they were still blocking the way, all the officials in the hall were looking, the three of them were divided left and right, bypassing Yao Fu, and fled to Xilie, for fear that Yao Fu would hold them back.

In this way, Zhang Yuan has already won.

But the matter is not over yet, the remaining sixteen people are like the water that bursts the embankment, and they all walked to the west, and finally even Yang Shangyuan, who was bareheaded, also left, Yang Shangyuan is not a fool, what is the use of sticking alone, is it a joke for people, so regardless of the sad and fierce eyes of his cousin, he bowed his head and went to Xilie.

The east house is empty, there is not a single student left, it turns out that everyone rebelled and left, is this what it looks like?

The cheers of all the students outside the hall were like thunder, and the cheers quickly spread to the outside of the Yimen and the Confucianism gate.

"Wonderful, Zhang Yuan and Zhang Gongzi have won a big victory, and now they are going to peel off Yao Fu's headscarf——"

"Peeled, stripped?"

"I must peel it off, Yao Heixin square scarf shirt goes in, and the bare head Tsing Yi comes out, wahaha, it's very happy!"

“……”

Shang Ran, who was on the side of the Guangxiang Bridge, heard the cheers and knew that the overall situation had been decided, so he said, "Two sisters-in-law, let's go back." ”

Fu Shi said "um", flirted with the curtain and ordered a servant girl, and the servant girl went over to Shang Zhoude, and Shang Zhoude greeted the two little nieces and said, "Xiaolan, Xiaohui, we should go home." ”

Shang Jinghui exclaimed: "Are you going back, uncle, let's go back after Brother Zhang Gongzi comes out, Xiao Hui wants to ask Brother Zhang Gongzi something." ”

Shang Zhoude said: "That Zhang Gongzi will be afraid that he won't be able to come out for a while, we can't always wait here, my uncle's legs are sore." ”

Shang Jinghui hurriedly said: "Then uncle gets in the car and rests, Xiao Hui's legs are not sore at all." Saying that, she bent her legs enthusiastically, indicating that her legs were not sore, and asked Shang Jinglan: "Is my sister's legs sore?" ”

Shang Jinglan said: "I won't either." "Shang Jinglan is not as interested in that Brother Zhang Gongzi as her sister Xiaohui, because it is rare for her to go out once, she always wants to play for a while and see the excitement.

Shang Zhoude said with a smile: "Then you two ask your mother to go, and your uncle is not in charge." ”

The two little sisters hurriedly went to ask their mother, and Fu Shi smiled: "I don't make the decision, ask your little aunt." ”

Shang Ran said shyly: "Why are you asking me, whatever you want." ”

Xiao Jinghui squinted with a smile, "Auntie is really casual with us, then we have to wait here." ”

Shang Ran ignored them, in fact, she herself wanted to see Zhang Yuan come out.

The child's eyes were sharp, and at this time, Xiao Jinghui suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure, hurriedly walked to the handmaid Fanghua's side, pulled Fanghua's skirt, and pointed at the bridge with his little hand: "Fanghua, look, I gave oranges last time——"

The maidservant Fanghua didn't understand what Miss Jinghui was saying, so she looked in the direction she was pointing and suddenly said, "Oh, it's that fallen woman." ”

On the other side of the river is Mu Zhenzhen, a fallen girl, she is wearing an old black gown and a hairy green cloth skirt, the two sets of skirts that Zhang Yuan sewed for her in the ready-to-wear shop last month have already been sent to her, but she is reluctant to wear them, and it would be a pity if she accidentally wears out the back basket if she wears such a new skirt, and she will wear it again during the New Year's holidays - Mu Zhenzhen has long seen the beautiful and lovely little sisters of Guangxiang Qiaotou, and knows that they are here for the young master of the Zhang family, so I don't know what relatives of the young master are the young master? At this time, when she saw the little girl of five or six years old waving to her, she hurriedly ran over, bowed down and asked with a smile, "What do you have to say, Miss?" ”

Xiao Jinghui looked at her back basket and asked, "I'm thirsty, is there any orange in this sister's basket, and my sister confiscated my money last time." ”

Shang Zhoude on the side frowned slightly, and Xiao Hui also called her sister to a fallen woman, which was really unorthodox.

Fourteen-year-old fallen girl Mu Zhenzhen has experienced the bitterness of the world, and her mind is extremely fine, Shang Zhoude's slight frown has fallen into her eyes, and hurriedly said: "Miss is called the maid Zhenzhen, the maid is the slave of Young Master Zhang's family, and it is the Young Master Zhang who wrote the eight-strand essay in the school office——"

"Huh." Xiao Jinghui's dark eyes widened, and he said happily: "It turned out to be from Zhang Gongzi's brother's family, no wonder he didn't charge us orange money last time." ”

Shang Zhoude watched Mu Zhenzhen take out the persimmon from the back basket and hand it to Jing Hui and Jing Lan, and then a maid took it on his behalf, carefully peeled the skin and let the two young ladies eat, Shang Zhoude asked Mu Zhenzhen: "Do you recognize Zhang Yuan's family as your master?" ”

Mu Zhenzhen responded: "Yes." ”

Shang Zhoude nodded, and wanted to ask Mu Zhenzhen something about Zhang Yuan, when he suddenly saw an errand officer wearing a flat-topped scarf and a white arm, riding a brown gelding, shouting all the way: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, report urgently, report urgently-" The horse's hooves stepped across the Guangxiang Bridge and ran towards the Confucian Palace.

Shang Zhou Dexin said: "What's going on here?" ”

The noisy front of the Confucian Palace also fell silent for a moment.

…… Even his nephew Yang Shangyuan abandoned him, Yao Fuzhen felt sad at this moment, he never thought that it would fall to this point today, he didn't introspect, he only hated others, these days he invited guests and gifts for three days, most of the fifty-two people who stood in the west of the hall He visited the door, more or less gave gifts, and nineteen of them were made friends by him, thinking that this eight-share gamble would win, but there was no one left, and no one stayed to support him, even Yang Shangyuan, the brute, also walked away, Do these people really think that if he loses the gamble, he will give up the scarf and return the Confucian clothes to the provincial superintendent? Jokes, don't imagine!

Yao Fu is also strong-willed, and he was only depressed for a moment after suffering such a major blow, and he was not discouraged again, and laughed and said: "A group of villains who tend to be inflammatory-" Chao Xi Zhusheng pointed at him, "You all fall into the well, you think that I, Yao, am going to be unlucky, the Ming Dynasty has been founded for more than two hundred years, who has ever seen a bet to gamble on the fame of the students, which one of the laws of the Ming Dynasty stipulates?" ”

As soon as the Xiyu Zhusheng heard Yao Fu scolding them as villains, they were all furious, and they scolded Yao Fu one after another, Xiucai scolded people, and the people were also, Wen Zou Zou was lively and interesting, Zhang Cao's throat was itchy, and he didn't dare to scold beside his father, so he quietly slipped to Xilu and the toilet among the students, and scolded loudly, his eyebrows flew and danced - the students of Zhejiang counties standing in the courtyard also joined the scolding group, pointing their spearheads at Yao Heixin, and scolding couldn't tell what to scold.

Yao Fu turned his heart sideways, what Qianfu pointed to, he turned a blind eye to it, and scolded others, just thinking in his heart: "Scold, scold, but what can you do to me!" ”

The officials in the hall looked at each other, and Governor Xu didn't speak, and they didn't know what to do?

Xu Shijin knew that Yao Fu wanted to play Lai Mengfu, but the people present would let Yao Fu go? He Xu Shijin didn't want to drip into this muddy water anymore, so he got up and said: "Shanyin Confucianism, what kind of system!" Xiang Wang Siren and Zhang Rulin bowed their hands: "The two gentlemen will sit less, and they will go back to the palace first." ”

Lord Fuzun obviously has the intention of blaming, that Sun Jiao Yu was extremely frightened, at this moment, he suddenly saw a messenger striding towards him and kneeling and said: "Lord Fuzun, the great master of the school has arrived at the mansion, and I heard that the lord is studying Confucianism in Shanyin, so he came here." ”

The Grand Master is a provincial school inspector, also known as a school officer.

(To be continued)