As soon as Gong Zhan spoke, the scholar who was sitting next to Superintendent Chi's left stood up and said, "Gong Zhan, today is the deliberation of the Xue Palace, since you have long been out of business, why do you bother to get involved?"

Zhan Gong looked at him and said, "It turns out that nephew Hong Xian, you are already a scholar." ”

He looked at everyone and said with emotion: "I am already a hundred years old, and I have no intention of becoming famous, so I don't want to take care of too many things, but in such a major event related to the reputation of the school palace and the safety of the capital protection house, I have to stand up and say a word, this matter can only be handed over to Xiao'er, which is the safest." ”

At this moment, someone questioned loudly: "Why does Zhan Gong think so? At present, Zhang Fujiao is the only one who understands the language of the Jianclaw Tribe." ”

Zhan Gong shook his head and said, "No, there is more than one person, the child Zhan Zhitong is also proficient in the language of the Jianclaw tribe." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the hall, which they had never heard of before.

One of the scholars in the audience stood up and asked, "Dare to ask Zhan Gong, I don't know where I learned this language of Ling Lang?"

Zhan Gongdao: "You also know, because I have a talent in language, all the language master Qiu Xueling since childhood to learn the indigenous language, but he feels that he is not knowledgeable, so he also hired a lot of powerful people to visit the depths of Anshan, it was there that I occasionally met the clansmen of the Jianclaw tribe, and then I learned their language, and he also returned from there some time ago." ”

"And such a thing?"

When you think about it, this doesn't seem impossible. After all, they had also heard of Qiu Xueling's reputation, and it was not strange for his disciples to go on a study tour, and after all, Zhan Gong had made sacrificial wine and was a famous person, so it was impossible for him to joke about such things.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Gong Zhan, why didn't you say this matter earlier?"

Zhan Gongdao: "Xiao'er was also aware of the threat of the Jianclaw tribe to the Duhufu at that time, so he hurried back, but after coming back, I heard that someone had reported the news, and that person also knew the language of the Jianclaw tribe, and was introduced to the school palace for this reason, Xiao'er was reluctant to make a noise, for fear that someone would misunderstand him and compete for fame and fortune." ”

At this time, someone said solemnly: "Zhan Gong, this is Ling Lang's, before the overall situation of the Duhu Mansion, what is my personal reputation?"

Zhan Gong sighed and said: "That's right, I also told him that it is a matter of the capital protectorate, not a person's selfish interests, and there is no need to care about one's own name." Maybe the two of them can communicate with each other, and maybe learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses to better contribute to the Metropolitan Protectorate?"

Zhan Zhitong said loudly at this time: "I listened to my father's words, and I also think it makes sense, and later, at the request of Master Qiu, I went to audit Zhang Fujiao's lectures several times, and found that Zhang Fujiao is indeed proficient in the language of the Jianclaw tribe as he claims, but there are also many places that may not be very accurate, this may be the time that Zhang Fujiao stayed in the Jianjiao tribe, and it is not as long as he said." ”

Many people looked at where Zhang Yu was, but he had a calm face, and he didn't seem to stand up for it.

The scholar surnamed Hong frowned, and said with a serious expression: "Zhan Shaolang, why do you dare to say that?"

Now the people who claim to know how to strengthen their claws are Zhang Yu and Zhan Zhi, and if they accuse each other, others have no ability to distinguish between right and wrong. This only confuses the judgment of the people and does not contribute to the whole thing.

Zhan Zhitong smiled slightly, and said: "There is no basis for what I said, I brought a person today, a small chief of the Solid Claw Tribe, I believe that I can solve your doubts, this person is waiting outside the door at the moment." ”

"What?, the people of the Hardclaw Tribe?"

When everyone present heard this, they were all taken aback.

At this time, someone immediately spoke up: "Since you are from the Solid Claw Tribe, then call the hall to see you." ”

Someone reprimanded again: "Nonsense, Master Luo taught me to see that you are confused, Kuiwen Hall, all of them are dressed in Tianxia, how can you allow foreign lands to settle down?"

"Is this the time to pay attention to these?"

"The rules of the school palace still have to be taught. ”

The two immediately argued, and everyone said a word from you, a word from me, and there were signs of joining in, and finally it was Superintendent Chi who ended the argument with a voice:

"Just let him stand in the hall, and don't step into the Kuiwen Hall. ”

There is no objection to that.

Immediately, the assistant was told to go down and bring the man in.

Everyone looked out of the hall, and after a while, they saw a person wearing a huge robe coming in from outside, and when he came to the steps, Zhan Zhitong took the initiative to greet him and spoke an awkward aboriginal language.

When the man heard this, he took off his smock and revealed his appearance, only to see his high nose, blue oil paint on his face, feathers on his braids, earrings on his ears, light yellow eyes, furrows and ravines in his skin, thick knuckles, and the whole person looked strong and powerful, with an aura of bravery and brutality brought from the wilderness.

But unexpectedly, when he saw everyone in the hall, he suddenly clasped his hands together, clumsily saluted everyone with Tianxia etiquette, and said blunt Tianxia words such as "goodbye" and "polite".

Zhan Zhitong said with a smile: "His name is 'Zhanuicha', he is a small chief of the Strongclaw Tribe, there are about seven or eight hundred people under his command, if you want to know about the Strongclaw Tribe, you can ask him." ”

Everyone in the hall looked at each other, and one of them stood up and asked questions.

Almost at the same time, a series of indigenous words came out of Zhan Zhitong's mouth, and when the indigenous heard it, he immediately replied in the same language.

With his excellent translation, there was almost no pause between the two answers, and they didn't look like two people who didn't speak the same language at all.

Seeing that they were talking without hindrance, everyone was also interested, and asked questions one after another.

Zhan Zhitong has been acting as a translator all the time, and it can be seen that he copes with it so much, and none of the people who speak have a sense of sluggishness and obstruction.

Many people in the hall nodded frequently, and their eyes looking at Zhan Zhitong were also full of appreciation.

What they value is not Zhan Zhitong's language ability, but his ability to make this indigenous barbarian accept the Tianxia etiquette in a short period of time, if the indigenous is not dressed like this, it is suspected that he is a civilized barbarian who has been attached to the capital for many years, and this method is not simple.

Superintendent Chi has been watching from the sidelines from just now to now, and then glanced at Hong Xueling, who nodded, stood up and said, "Zhan Shaolang, is this really from the Claw Tribe?"

Zhan Zhitong smiled and said: "If you are in doubt, then you can let Zhanu take someone to walk around his people, and it will be clear." ”

Hong Xueling glanced at him deeply, then looked at Zhan Gong, who was there by the old god on the side, didn't say anything, and sat back again.

Everyone in the hall was thoughtful at this time. Originally, in order to be safe, they still belonged to Zhang Yu, after all, more things are better than less things, but in this comparison, it seems that it is more appropriate to use Zhan Zhitong?

However, at this point, it seems that the Zhan father and son have not planned to stop there.

Zhan Gong said again: "I heard that Zhang Auxiliary taught a lot of students, and I also took the time to teach some students, so I might as well call a few students taught by Zhang Auxiliary to compare with each other, and it will be clear at a glance." ”

Some people knew the background of those students, and they were afraid of causing some trouble, so they objected: "This is not necessary, right?"

Some people also agreed: "I think it's better than the previous one, no matter how rigorous this kind of thing is, besides, how can you just say the last sentence?"

An old man on the seat, who seemed to have a high status, said at this time: "There is no need to compare, how much climate can a few students have, this is not a place for performing arts in the city, I just want to say that when I was still arguing in the school palace, Zhan Xian's nephew had already taken the initiative to communicate with the Jianclaw tribe, which is higher and which is lower, it can be said that it is clear at a glance, I think it is appropriate to leave this matter to him." ”

But before his words fell, a loud voice came out: "The student thinks it's inappropriate!"

The old man looked over and saw that it was his student Zhu Anshi, and frowned: "Anshi, don't be rash again." ”

Zhu Anshi was stiff in the neck, and said: "Teacher, students don't want to be arrogant, students just want to be reasonable!" He looked at everyone, "What students want to say is that the real verbal communication is by no means something that can be seen by my generation in a question and answer here, not to mention communicating with a whole tribe, the situation is even more complex and changeable, Zhang Fujiao taught him to live in the indigenous tribe for several years, and it is not as simple as just knowing words." ”

His remarks also made some people in the audience think carefully.

Zhan Gong raised his eyelids slightly at this time, and made a vague color to someone in the seat, who immediately understood, and said: "Master Zhu's words, I don't dare to agree, everyone, Zhang Fujiao entered the school palace through self-recommendation, and he said it himself for several years in that tribe, we can't verify the truth or falsehood, I don't doubt Zhang Fujiao's character, but shouldn't we be more cautious about such a big thing?"

He pointed at Zhan Zhitong again, and said: "Zhan Shaolang is the son of Zhan Gong, and he has also studied in the school palace, I am very familiar with him, respect the teacher, and have never had any bad deeds in the past, and now he has come up with something convincing enough, isn't this enough?"

Chi Xuejian frowned, he could see that this was the psychological bias of his people to guide everyone, compared to Zhang Yu, an "outsider" who joined the school palace halfway, Zhan Zhitong felt that he was completely his own person in the Taiyang School Palace.

Although he agrees with Zhu Anshi's opinion more, if everyone thinks that Zhan Zhitong is the right one, he can't help but consider everyone's opinions.

Zhu Anshi did not flinch, but retorted on the basis of reason: "Learning is learning, and truth is truth, how can this be replaced by affection and background?"

The man suddenly sighed and said, "Master Zhu, we know that Zhang Fujiao was introduced to the palace through you, and we also recognize his ability, but please don't be as presumptuous as your teacher Qu Xueling said." There are many capable people in the world, and it is not that they cannot do things without anyone. ”

Zhu Anshi wanted to say something, but that Qu Xueling said in a deep voice at this time: "Anshi, sit down." ”

Zhu Anshi's face suddenly surged with blood, but under the stern gaze of his teacher, he could only sit down slowly.

Hong Xueling looked at Chi Xuejian at this time, stood up again, and said: "Everyone, in fact, we don't have to be either/or, since Zhang Fujiao and Zhan Shaolang both have certain talents in communicating with the Jianclaw tribe, then you might as well let the two of them go together, in my opinion, Zhan Shaolang is the main one, and Zhang Fujiao is the auxiliary, what do you think?"

Zhan Gong's eyelids moved, but he didn't say anything more.

The hall discussed with each other, this proposal was acceptable to most people, two people are better than one person, as for who is the main and who is the secondary, it is a secondary matter.

Seeing that everyone was almost unanimous, Superintendent Chi looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Zhang Fujiao, what do you think?"

Zhang Yu said lightly: "Since I think Zhan Shaolang is more suitable, then let him go, I won't participate in this matter." ”

Superintendent Chi frowned slightly, because of the situation, he didn't want to go against the will of the people, originally he wanted to find a chance for Zhang Yu, but it seemed that he didn't appreciate it, but was a little emotional.

But when he thought about it again, this was just a seventeen-year-old young man, and it didn't seem strange to do such a gambling thing, so it seemed that Zhan Zhitong was more mature and safe.

Hong Xueling said solemnly at this time: "Zhang Fujiao, you need to think about it carefully. ”

Zhang Yu didn't speak again, but from his calm and indifferent attitude, it could be seen that his mind had been decided.

Everyone shook their heads, there were those who sighed, there were those who regretted, and there were a lot of gloating, originally Zhang Yu recommended himself to enter the school, and it was very difficult to rise, this opportunity to communicate with the Claw tribe is undoubtedly a shortcut to the upper stage, even if it is just a deputy, but it is not that there is nothing to do, and he is angry for a while, and he does not know how good an opportunity he has given up.

Superintendent Chi groaned and was about to open his mouth to announce the conclusion, but at this moment, a person who hurriedly walked in and interrupted him, "Superintendent, someone outside is looking for Auxiliary Teacher Zhang." “

Someone scolded: "The public deliberations in the hall, who doesn't understand the rules so much, come here at this time?"

The assistant bowed his head and said, "Yes, it's from Xuanfu." ”

"Xuanfu?"

The man choked.

Everyone was a little strange, "What are the people from Xuanfu looking for Zhang Fujiao to do?"

Before they could figure it out, they saw two people dressed in Xuanfu Taoist robes walking over from the platform in front of the hall, and when they passed by the strong-clawed native, one of them suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, the natives suddenly became nervous, cold sweat broke out on their heads, and then they knelt down with a thud.

The man laughed, walked directly to the school, ignored no one present, looked directly at Zhang Yu, clasped his hands, and said politely: "Zhang Jun, there is something in the house, the chief invites you to enter the house." ”

Zhang Yu stood up from his seat, first saluted the two of them, and then waved his hands in the hall, then turned around and walked out, two Xuanfu Taoists stood on both sides, and after he went out, he followed, from beginning to end, they didn't look at everyone in the hall even once.

There was no one around to speak, and there was silence watching him walk out.

After a while, someone whispered: "Isn't this Zhang Fujiao still a disciple of Xuanfu? It seems that his status is not low? No wonder he doesn't seem to care about this, it turns out that he is already on the road of detachment." ”

There was no smile on Zhan Zhitong's face at the moment, but the fist in his sleeve was clenched extremely tightly.

Superintendent Chi got up at this time, walked to the window of the hall, and looked at Zhang Yu's big sleeves fluttering, and stayed away from here accompanied by two Xuanfu Taoists in Taoist robes, and his mood was a little complicated for a while.

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