Because of that "The Mean", the will of the eight saints came in advance and caused a vision.

But all the great Confucians know very well how much it means, so in this case, they have to do something.

In fact, even without the will of the sages, with the vision of Confucianism, they fully understand the importance of the "Mean" to Confucianism, which can be passed on to future generations, and if any school can have some relationship with it, it is excellent.

So they know that although they belong to the Southern School of Confucianism, what about this?

In this case, some faces can actually be dispensed without.

After all, it's about the Hereafter.

In other words, the current Song Zhishu, in their eyes, is second only to saints in importance.

Whether or not they offend Southern Confucianism, or what the subsequent effects will be, it doesn't matter to them at all.

So at this moment, at the venue of the Longyuan Conference, one after another Confucian righteousness continued to shake and converge, and the leaders of those schools all came down, not giving in to each other, and the purpose was very simple, they all wanted to win over Song Zhishu.

"This"

When Li Cexuan saw this scene, his eyes were stunned.

He naturally knew what was going on, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Song Zhishu beside him, with a little jealousy in his eyes.

However, as the best young generation of scholars in the Wang faction, this emotion disappeared almost instantly, replaced by envy and a kind of helplessness.

Of course, after the appearance of "The Mean", Song Zhishu's importance really did not expect, and even the great Confucians had such a reaction.

"Brother Song's talent in Confucianism is probably stronger than you and me." At this time, Zong Li beside him spoke, with a slight smile in his eyes, he was first shocked by the doctrine that Song Zhishu came up with, which was amazing in previous Dragon Source conferences, and would attract everyone's attention.

At the same time, the other party's talent, in addition to admiration in Zong Li's heart, he was happy.

Today's Confucianism really needs to produce a few representative figures.

If a saint can appear in a short period of time, whether it is for Confucianism or for the world, it is a very good thing, Zongli doesn't mind any person, and naturally he won't mind Song Zhishu.

"yes, there's the way to college."

Li Cexuan also nodded, and then didn't say anything.

Then he glanced at Zongli, and the two of them left the center of the venue.

Now that the person who has come out on top has appeared, there is not much point in staying, and the leaders of the various universities are afraid that they will definitely quarrel in the near future, and they do not want to get involved.

And the seven great Confucians at the venue couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the leaders of their own schools coming.

Gu Yun Daru actually wanted to stop it, because he knew what those people wanted to do.

But the leaders of the schools are considered gentlemen to them.

Speak rashly.

This is disrespectful to Mr.,I don't know what to do for a while.。

Who can blame it? If you want to blame, you can only blame Song Zhishu for once again showing unparalleled talent, after all, where is an article like "The Mean", where can ordinary readers realize.

A true saint.

Meanwhile.

The leaders of the various university factions also landed in the center of the venue, and they all looked at Song Zhishu with a smile.

Obviously, they have already made a decision in their hearts, no matter what method they use or what the cost is, they will win it over.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

But at this moment, a voice sounded.

It was Zeng Yong, the leader of the Southern Confucianism, who also landed directly in the center of the venue, and then without the slightest hesitation, he stood directly in front of Song Zhishu, and said to everyone with a smile: "The old man knows that it is indeed a good thing to compete for the first place in the Longyuan Conference this time, but you don't need to be so excited, although my Southern Confucianism is the first this time, it is just a fluke." ”

"The old man will hold a banquet in the city and drink with you, for now, let's focus on the conference, after all, the conference is not over yet."

After saying this, he looked at Song Zhishu beside him with surprised eyes.

Originally, Zeng Yong didn't have much idea about this conference.

Even if Song Zhishu said that he would participate in a new doctrine, he also felt that it was really difficult to come out on top.

It's just that I didn't expect that this time, the other party took out a classic that was no less than the way of the university, and even made the will of the sage come in advance, so Zeng Yong could foresee that this "The Mean" would also have a huge impact on Confucianism.

That's why the leaders of those schools chose to go directly at this time, in order to win over.

But Song Zhishu is also extremely important to Southern Confucianism, especially after this Longyuan Conference.

Therefore, Zeng Yong must have wanted to stop these people, directly using the excuse that the Dragon Source Conference has not yet ended.

It must be known that the Dragon Source Conference was proposed by a saint.

The purpose is to allow for better communication between the various schools.

Now they want to win over Song Zhishu before the conference is over, which must be unruly.

Of course, this kind of rule does not have much significance now, and the reason why Zeng Yong proposed it was just to give a deterrent to the leaders of various university factions, not to mention, there are still strong people from major sects on the scene.

And he didn't say it directly, but only said that the reason why the leaders of each school were like this was because the congress was the first to be produced.

It's kind of giving face.

Sure enough, after Zeng Yong finished speaking, the leaders of the schools present immediately looked at each other.

When it was time to do something else, they would not hesitate at all, and directly opened their mouths to woo them, but as the other party said, now is a Confucian event, which is very important, especially when there are outsiders here, who need to be scrupulous.

"Since Brother Zeng has already spoken, we will naturally give thin noodles, but when the time comes, Song Xiaoyou must go."

In the end, it was Zheng Gongwen who spoke with a smile, which was a response, he had the official position of the Taifu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the status of his own royal faction in Confucianism, his words really worked, causing several other school leaders to nod.

On this occasion, it would not be good if there was a robbery war.

Immediately, everyone did not say anything and went back.

"Song Xiaoyou, the conference continues."

Zeng Yong turned his head and looked at Song Zhishu beside him, the surprise in his eyes still did not decrease, he did have a lot to ask in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't say much at this time.

With that said, he turned around and returned to the stands.

Seeing this, Gu Yun Daru also breathed a sigh of relief.

The other Confucians who were in charge of judging also walked out together.

Previously, after the appearance of the saint, the "Mean" was recognized, which had already decided the first place of the conference.

Of course, this needs to be officially announced.

Therefore, the seven great Confucians, without the slightest hesitation at this moment, looked at everyone present, and spoke directly: "The winner of the Yunzhou Longyuan Conference, Song Zhishu of the Southern School!" ”

(End of chapter)