Wei Shiren stood up and knocked on the table with a fan, and shouted: "You Meng Haoran, it's ridiculous, can our academy find a more suitable person than the little prince?" What are you? It's just a poor kid, and he dares to be presumptuous here! You ......"

Wei Shiren still wanted to say more, he didn't want to be in Tianchang, his senior brother covered his mouth as soon as he raised his hand, and Lao Wei suddenly seemed to be nailed, where his hands and feet were swinging, he just couldn't move, and his face was swollen red but he couldn't speak, he knew that this senior brother of his was actually the eldest disciple of the head of the Wudang faction, so he could understand it.

Yu Tianchang nodded at Chu Chu, smiled and said: "Haoran, this is the election meeting of the Confucian Society, the purpose of our conference is one person, one vote, every Confucian student has the right to speak and express his opinion, you can tell your reasons." ”

Xiao Yao stood up and bowed to Yu Tianchang, "Thank you, Deputy Mountain Chief, I think that although the little prince is of noble birth, Xiao Sheng thinks that our Confucian Association is an autonomous service-oriented organization, and the seniors of the Confucian Association should be people with a sense of service, who can think about others in everything, and who have the spirit of sacrifice, personality charm and learning, these have nothing to do with birth, birth is innate, these are acquired, not to mention," Xiao Yao endured it for a while, and still said it: "Princes and generals, rather have a kind?" ”

Zhang Long's face turned pale, twisted into a ball of twisted flowers, stood up and pointed at Chu Chu and said: "What is the nature and the day after tomorrow, you want to rebel, and the prince will ...... Xiangning" Zhang Long's words did not land, and his face was scraped with a big ear, Zhang Long covered his face, and just wanted to fight back, when he saw that the person who beat him turned out to be his boss Li Chun and the little prince, a little blind. "Little, little prince, where did I say it, did I say it wrong......"

"You! What a rebellion, this is the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty! In my big Xiangyang, who dares to rebel! Yes? Zhang Long only remembered at this time, he was anxious for a while, he didn't have a brain, and what he said stepped on the sensitive part of the boss, in Xiangyang, who is the person who wants to rebel, basically Sima Zhao's heart, passers-by know it.

Lao Wei's face was gray, and Yu Tianchang knocked on the folding fan in the palm of his hand, but he didn't say anything. In order to make up for the mistake just now, Zhang Long thought of the word again, stood up and said: "Lao Meng, if you don't raise your hand, the minority obeys the majority, you are finished, hahaha!" "That means that when our boss takes office as the new mountain chief, let's see how we clean up your kid!

Xiao Yao said: "Senior Brother Zhang said just now that I don't raise my hand alone, on the surface, this is indeed the case, but Xiao Sheng thinks that this is just formalism, and formalism is a kind of deception and concealment. Lao Wei couldn't help but ask: "What is formalism?" ”

At this time, all the Confucian scholars looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, everyone was speechless, and Li Chun clearly heard a murmur from his chest: "No, no, no." "And it's getting louder and louder, and it's really a thunder in a silent place.

Xiao Yao smiled: "It's better to take a more real method to obtain the voting results, this method I believe can make the election of the little prince more authoritative, more convincing, and more protective of the sanctity and non-desecration of the senior election." ”