"This is the House of Representatives, the old man doesn't have a verbal dispute with anyone! The old man suggested, don't delay any longer, and decide the conditions for the selection of the old man of the Blood Mangdian Pavilion as soon as possible, because there are still many bills in the future, and I don't know how many days it will take to completely solve the matter of the Blood Mangjie Realm. ”

"Fang Xusheng is obsessed, and there is no need for us to waste our words. This holy courtyard is not a holy courtyard of one person, but a holy courtyard of the human race, and the result of the public discussion is the best proof of this. ”

"It's a pity that Fang Xusheng has been too deeply affected by the Blood Mangling Realm and has forgotten his origin!"

"Respect and humility are orderly, no exceptions!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, almost one-sided against Fang Yun.

After a while, Yan Ningshan sighed and said: "Next, the public will vote to set the old conditions of the Blood Mang Palace as a great Confucian, if the number of people who agree with it reaches seventy percent, the bill will be passed, if it is less than seventy percent, a second vote will be held tomorrow, if the second vote still fails, the old pavilion conditions will be reduced to a university scholar, and the blood mang university scholar will occupy at least one seat." ”

The presiding officer has great authority in the public opinion, and Yan Ningshan's decision takes into account both sides, and no one raises objections.

The hall was silent, and everyone looked at Yan Ningshan.

"The vote is open. ”

Yan Ningshan gave an order, and the bamboo sign fell in front of everyone present.

The Empress Dowager Jingguo held Jing Jun's small hand, Jing Jun held the brush, and the two of them slowly wrote on the bamboo plaque.

Not.

Wenxiang Jiang Hechuan glanced at Fang Yun and wrote the word "no" with a pen.

Fang Yun lifted the brush, his demeanor was natural, as he usually practiced calligraphy, and slowly wrote a "no" on the bamboo card.

After writing, the bamboo card flew away, and Fang Yun began to eat the fruit on the table.

Zong Ganyu held a brush in his hand, his face was grim, and he seriously glanced at everyone present, and everyone felt great pressure from the gaze of the head of the sect family.

Some nodded slightly. Expressing understanding, he will inevitably support the miscellaneous family and the sect family.

Subsequently, some heads of the Weng family, the Gu family, and the Sima family also glanced at the audience and met the eyes of many people.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn, and everyone seemed to be doing a major event that would decide the fate of the entire human race.

The scholars sitting in the gallery waited eagerly for the result of the vote.

Not all of them came to the sanctuary in person. Like Liu Shan, the left minister of Jingguo, he is in Jingguo Xue Palace, but the body formed by divine thoughts is sitting in this hall.

From beginning to end, Liu Shan did not speak, but when the public discussion began, he showed a very faint smile.

After a while, the bamboo plaques in front of everyone flew up one after another, and finally suspended on the high platform in front of the hall of representatives, densely arranged. With their backs to everyone, no one knows how many people are in favor and how many are against.

Many people take a deep breath and wait for the bamboo signs to shine.

Zong Ganyu's gaze swept over some people, and most of them smiled and nodded, he breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that they all chose to only allow the Great Confucian to be the elder.

Zong Ganyu turned his head to the high platform. Waiting for the bamboo sign to shine, the white bamboo card only needs to be more than seventy percent. That means that the Blood Mangdian can only be served by the Great Confucian as the Pavilion Elder, and Fang Yun will withdraw from the Holy Courtyard!

Zong Ganyu looked at Fang Yun with a look of pride on his face, but then a look of regret appeared.

One breath, two breaths. Three-interest ...... Five-breath, six-breath...... Ten breaths, eleven breaths......

At first, everyone waited quietly, but after ten breaths. It doesn't feel right.

Only Fang Yun was still eating fruit as if no one was around.

Twenty breaths later, the bamboo plaque still did not shine, and the Confucians present could still hold back, but the scholars and monarchs couldn't hide the surprise in their eyes.

Zong Ganyu looked at Qingjun, Qingjun looked puzzled, looked at Gu Juwu, Gu Juwu had a complicated expression, looked at the others, all of them were similar, and no one knew what was going on.

"Could it be that the Sacred House power is wrong?" some speculated.

Suddenly, there was a golden light on the high platform.

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes, and when they opened their eyes again, they found that all the bamboo signs had turned into dust, slowly falling, and dissipating into the air.

Everyone was stunned.

The results are not yet out!

Wei Huangan blinked, he had never heard of such a thing happening in the assembly.

Thousands of scholars and scholars were stunned and confused.

But a few seem to know what's going on.

Yan Ningshan restrained his surprise and said slowly: "The decree of the temples, this vote is invalid, let's discuss it again!"

"What?" cried out some, forgetting the rules of the House of Representatives.

The saints actually interfered with the House of Representatives and vetoed the vote of the House of Representatives, and the Terrans had never done such a thing.

At this time, Yan Ningshan didn't bother to care about any rules, sat in place, looked at the high platform in a daze, looked at it for a while, and then looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun was still eating fruit.

"The fruits of the Holy Courtyard are good, this bunch of grapes, I'm afraid they are produced in the ancient land of Kongsheng, right?" Fang Yun commented while eating.

Everyone's eyes left the high platform and fell on Fang Yun.

If nothing else, the result of the vote is obvious, except for Jing Guoren and a few great Confucians, no one will reject that bill, because these great Confucians or family heads have their own holy ways and their own ideas, and it is impossible for Fang Yun to change course because he threatens to leave the Holy Courtyard.

Personally, they sympathize with Fang Yun, but from the perspective of the Terrans, they must oppose Fang Yun.

But the saints vetoed it!

Many people motioned to Yan Ningshan and wanted to speak.

Yan Ningshan smiled bitterly: "The old man knows that you are full of stomach problems, just ask if you have anything, anyone can speak, anyway, the old man can go to the history books again." Don't mess around, ask one by one. ”

Such a major event will inevitably be recorded in the history books by the historians.

"Dare to ask Mr. Banhai, can the saints give a reason for vetoing this public discussion?"

"The saints don't need to give. Yan Ningshan replied.

"Do the saints allow the elders of the Blood Mangling Hall to be served by scholars?"

"If the saints allow it, they will make a decree before the vote, and the veto of the saints is aimed at the result of the vote. ”

"What the hell is the result?"

"The old man doesn't know. "Yan Ning Mountain Road.

"Do all the saints agree?"

Yan Ningshan hesitated for a moment and said, "For such a major matter, all the saints will also vote. ”

Everyone suddenly realized, no wonder the bamboo card has not been shining, and it dissipates after thirty breaths, during which it should be the saints voting.

"All saints...... Why the hell is this done?"

"Ask all the saints. Yan Ningshan smiled bitterly again and again, he couldn't answer anymore, this matter was too weird.

Some people thought about it, remembering that Fang Xusheng complained about the inaction of the saints before, thinking that the saints should not hand over this matter to the hall of the council, who knew that at the critical time, the saints would still interfere.

Wei Huangan smiled and said: "The child is naughty, just give it a beating." ”

Weng Shi snorted coldly and said, "It's not certain who it will hit you! Maybe it's because less than seventy percent of the people agree with it that the saints will make a move." Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow's vote, we must support the Great Confucianism in order to serve as the elder, and we must not let the power of the human race be sidelined!"

Tian Songshi said with a bitter face: "The old man is stupid, who knows what the saints think? Do you support this proposal or deny it?"

No one answered, and the thoughts of the demi-saints could not be fathomed.

Who knew that Fang Yun took out the fan, fanned it gently, and said leisurely: "The saints must be supporting me, if you oppose me again tomorrow, the saints will veto!"

"Nonsense, no shame!" Weng Shi said...... (To be continued.) )