After Xiang Zhixue's speech, according to the usual practice, the prison was invited to the stage.

As in previous years, the prison court talked about the situation in some countries, advised the students to study hard, and finally handed over the venue to the chief and the students.

However, this time, under the watchful eye of the public, Feng Yemai of the prison just shook his head slightly, saying that he would not go up.

Xiang Zhixue stood on the stage and was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he said with a smile: "You guests may not know that I, Qiming Academy, inherited Mr. Gang Feng's teaching philosophy and delegated part of the power to the students. Mr. Supervisor shook his head this time, which was to express to the students that the college unconditionally supports the students and will never overly bind us. The students of Qiming College, let us thank the teachers of the College for their efforts. ”

Many students expressed their gratitude.

However, the representatives of the major forces are old and sophisticated, and they think that they have other purposes.

The people of the Divine Bow faction whispered.

Liu Yitian said: "This thing is very strange, you have to be prepared." Because since the establishment of the Qiming Literary Society, the prison has made speeches every year. Decentralization is true, but attention is also paid to scale. ”

"If the prison does not come forward, it is likely that the college will not interfere in today's cultural meeting. But the specific position is intriguing. ”

"The empty table at the Excalibur Gate makes me very uncomfortable. Obviously, this year's cultural conference will not be so simple. ”

"If the prison court doesn't come forward, is it saying that the Divine Sword Sect has nothing to do with the academy, or is it that the academy let what happens next? Or is it that these teachers don't play on the surface, but they are actually pushing secretly? ”

"It's worthy of being an old guy who is good at reading, and he has never been a bird, but will only pick up cheap in the end."

"If you look closely, you will find that some students have a very bad attitude towards us, but some students seem to sympathize with us. Obviously, more people think that our Divine Bow Sect is framed, and only a small number of people sympathize with the Divine Sword Sect. ”

"The students of Qiming Academy admire the name of Mr. Gang Feng, who come from all over the world, and the number of people is more than three thousand, even if it is a small part, there are five or six hundred, which is not a small number."

"yes, that's a headache......"

The bloody clothes door not far away was also discussing this matter in a low voice.

"The attitude of the prison is too obvious, the college stays out of the matter, but let the students do it themselves."

"Next, no matter how the Divine Bow Sect responds, they are tied up. If you forcibly make a move and hurt the students, then the college will have an excuse to interfere. If you don't make a move, then wait to be dismembered by the yamen. ”

"I don't believe that all parties join forces, and the Divine Bow Sect can make any waves."

"They don't dare!"

The major forces were speculating about the intentions of the academy, and even the students were puzzled.

Li Qingxian was like no one else, discussing the food in the northwest with Yu Ping, which made everyone in the Shengong Sect helpless.

Xiang Zhixue resolved the small turmoil of the prison not coming to power, and announced that this year's literary meeting would be based on poetry, as in the past.

On the surface, the Wenhui is open to all the lower-grade scholars below the six grades, but it mainly supports the students of Qiming Academy, and other students and scholars are just here to have a good time.

Next, Xiang Zhixue took out the wooden box commonly used to compose poems, with many wooden cards in it, first took out the question box, and selected the theme of tonight's poetry meeting, snow. Then, take out the rhyme box and select the rhyme.

In addition to the students, almost all of them are martial arts people, and occasionally there are some Taoist miscellaneous cultivators, who don't know anything about poetry.

This cultural meeting looks hot, but the reality is clear.

Readers seriously think, write, communicate, compose poems, comment, and so on.

The major forces eat and drink here, talk about the world and the earth, and don't say a word of poetry.

For them, the main purpose of coming to Qiming Wenhui is to express their respect for Qiming Academy and recognize that Qiming Academy is the real overlord of Qiyuan City.

In a short time, many students wrote poems, submitted them, and the teachers of the college explained them, and then the judges scored them, and finally calculated an average score.

There are three categories of judges, one is the college teacher, the other is the famous scholar in Qiyuan City, and the last is the student.

The people of the Divine Bow Sect couldn't listen to the explanations and evaluations of those teachers, and ate and drank like the rest of the gangs.

Seeing that the Wenhui was about to come to an end, Liu Yitian quipped: "Li Keqing, when you were in a lawsuit in the Yamen, you said that you also studied in the academy and were also a scholar, so don't you write a poem?" ”

Li Qingxian glanced at the stage, and said in his heart that he remembered a few poems with snow, all of which were in the previous textbooks, but the rhyme was not right at all, this kind of broken poem would be a lot, if there was no limit to rhyme, hehe......

Afterwards, Li Qingxian glanced at the judges on the stage and said, "Do you think they will let the people of the Divine Bow Sect win the top of the poetry club?" ”

"Indeed." Liu Yitian said.

Li Qingxian took a sip of rice wine and said slowly: "Besides, this leader may have come out a long time ago." ”

Liu Yitian's eyes widened, and everyone in the Divine Bow Sect looked surprised.

Liu Yitian said in a low voice: "What do you mean? ”

Li Qingxian raised his chin to Gao Tai and said, "Be patient." ”

Everyone was confused, looking at the stage, listening to Wen Xuan's words, and their heads were dizzy.

Towards the end of the night, after all the poems were reviewed, Xiang Zhixue, as the head of the house, represented the college, and from the tenth place, the students with the highest scores were announced in turn.

The tenth and ninth places are not students of Qiming Academy, and from the eighth place onwards, each of them is a member of Qiming Academy.

Every time Xiang Zhixue pronounced someone's name, the students in the audience would cheer and congratulate loudly.

After reading the name of the second place, the audience was silent.

Even the gang members, who only knew how to eat and drink, stopped.

Everyone knows that this is the highlight of the Qiming Cultural Society.

As long as the first leader is elected, this person will be famous for thousands of miles, and in every way, far surpass his peers.

The most important thing is to present a bowl of dumplings to the tablet of Li Gangfeng, the founder of Qiming Academy, on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, which is a supreme honor for the students of Qiming Academy.

Li Gangfeng is a model for scholars.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiang Zhixue, the head of Qiming Academy.

Xiang Zhixue smiled and slowly scanned the audience.

His gaze stayed on the empty table of the Divine Sword Gate for a moment, and also lingered for a moment in the subtleties of the Divine Bow Sect.

Then, he took out a piece of yellow paper and said loudly: "After all the judges unanimously identified and repeatedly discussed, Xiaosheng announced on behalf of Qiming Academy that the Qiming Academy Literary Association in Xinsi Year will be the first leader, Lu Yuanting. ”

The gang didn't care at first, but when they heard this surname, they suddenly remembered, isn't this the surname of Lu Nanqiong, the head of the Divine Sword Sect?

The students present were puzzled, they had never heard of this person before, there seemed to be a person named Zhuang Yuanting before, why was there an extra Lu Yuanting with the same name?

Xiang Zhixue sighed and said, "It seems that many classmates don't know about this person, but if I talk about Zhuang Yuanting, everyone may have an impression." The reason why this Zhuang Yuanting classmate changed his surname was that dozens of people in his mother's family were wiped out, and his uncle's family was completely cut off. Below, please Lu Yuanting come to the stage, ascend to the top, serve dumplings, and sacrifice Gangfeng! ”

The venue was quiet, and I saw a young man with his head held high, carrying a robe in front of him, and slowly walking towards the high platform.

(End of chapter)