Chapter 827: Discipline
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Confucianism, Taoism, and Murong Tianlong actually let the scholars present stand in line and jointly squeeze out Yang Chen, the world's number one talent.
"Even if Yang Chen is the number one talent in the world, even if he has a worry-free future, what can he do?"
"He has offended the Confucianism and Taoism ancestral land, how will he gain a foothold in Shilin in the future?"
Qingyue hesitated.
"It's just that we and other scholars have a little bit of righteousness in our hearts, if we bow to the strong at will and go against the facts, wouldn't we lose the duty that we and other scholars should have. β
"If you lose your duty, even if you have a great future, it is not what you are. β
"The third place is the third place, and if you go to the second place, is it the second place, this is grandstanding and self-deception!"
Qingyue thought of this, and the bright moon condensed by spiritual light above her head became even brighter, and the bright light shone in all directions.
He half-closed his eyes, and he didn't look at Murong Tianlong and the Confucian Dao Ancestor in the land.
Pretend not to see their eyes.
The scholars behind Qingyue are all real peerless Tianjiao, and naturally they can see these meanings, some people see that Qingyue is not attached to the ancestral land of Confucianism and Taoism, and secretly admire Qingyue's backbone as a reader.
However, some scholars are pinning their hopes on this, and they are associated with the people of Confucianism, Taoism, and ancestral land.
"Qingyue, this time the palace feast, the sage Yang Chen, did not come, and it is not a good thing that there is an empty space in the middle, it is better for everyone to step forward and move it. β
Mr. Huilong, who was in the eleventh place, spoke at this time.
If he can advance one place, Mr. Huilong will have a chance to enter the tenth place, and only the top ten scholars will be eligible to enter the Confucianism and Taoism ancestral land.
Qingyue said, "Hehe, what to move, every position, there are people to sit, I deserve to sit here, I feel very good, I am not the second place, I don't have the ability to do the second position, I will not deceive myself, and my face is not so thick." β
"In the future, don't say such things to me again, if you think you have enough ability, don't say move to the previous position, even if you move to the front, it's okay. β
"If you don't have that ability, even if you do the first position, you won't be able to sit steadily, and sooner or later you will be driven down and humiliated. β
Originally, Qingyue didn't want to speak, but since Mr. Huilong had to force himself to express his position, Qingyue was not ambiguous, and directly threw out her own opinions, and from time to time sarcastically mocked those who deceived themselves.
I think that doing so is too naΓ―ve, and it should not be what a reader should do.
Mr. Huilong was blocked by Qingyue's words, his face suddenly turned red, and he stood up from his seat, "Qingyue, everyone is a scholar, no one is a fool, what do you mean by being so skinny, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai?"
"Who deceived himself, who was thick-skinned?"
The sound was like thunder, spreading in all directions, and Murong Tianlong, who was sitting in the first position, listened to it, and it was also like sitting on pins and needles, fidgeting, his eyes were spitting fire, and the killing intent around his body rose to the sky.
Qingyue's words are too hurtful!
Qingyue glanced at Mr. Huilong with disdain.
"Whoever answers, I'm talking about whom, isn't that so?"
"I'm just telling the truth, what do you mean by standing up in such a hurry, maybe you are the self-deceiving, thick-skinned reader. β
Huilong's eyes erupted, "Qingyue, if you say that, you will regret it." β
Qingyue also stood up, a kind of majesty, overwhelmingly pressed towards Mr. Huilong, the silver moon shone, the spirit was full of light, and a talent turned into a wisp of breeze, the breeze was like a knife, killing Huilong.
If you don't agree with each other, you have to do it, and Qingyue will never accept Huilong's threat.
"A weak person, dare to threaten the strong, it is simply self-defeating, if you don't teach you a lesson, how to maintain the majesty of the strong. β
Murong Tianlong saw it, and then he made a move, and a heavenly dragon in his hand flew out, and the divine dragon swung its tail, and it was full of energy, blowing away the breeze from Qingyue.
"Qingyue, Huilong just doesn't want to have a vacant seat in the middle, and he doesn't mean anything special, you are so sarcastic and sneering, there is indeed something wrong. β
"Moreover, don't you look at what kind of place this is, the great Confucians with the Great Zhou Tianzi and the Confucianism and Taoism ancestors are sitting, how can you let you do it indiscriminately, and don't let me sit down, and then I will be dismissed. β
Murong Tianlong directly attacked and suppressed Qing Yue, he wanted to show his strength and make everyone understand that he was qualified enough to sit in the first position.
At least, in the absence of Yang Chen, no one will be his opponent.
Qingyue listened to it and was silent, although he had the heart to oppose it, but he was unable to catch it, so naturally he would not act recklessly, and sat down silently, not doing anything.
Murong Tianlong didn't let Qing Yue go, but continued, "Since you don't want to move forward, then sit there, and the people behind can directly spare you and move towards the front." β
"You know, everyone can be on the Confucianism and Taoism Heavenly List, that one is not a peerless Tianjiao, the strength is strong, and the real level is actually almost the same, but it is just a temporary performance, and there is a difference. β
This statement seems to support everyone, but in fact it is to find a reason for himself to sit in the first position.
Everyone is the pride of the sky, and they can naturally hear that except for those who are ambitious readers, the rest of the scholars are all ready to move, and it is naturally a great honor to be able to move forward.
After listening to Murong Tianlong's words, sure enough, there was someone who moved towards the empty seat in front of him.
Da Zhou Tianzi sat on the stage with a blue face, and looked at those readers who had no ambition in his eyes and remembered them in his heart, knowing that these readers had no discipline and could not be trusted.
As for Mo Xu next to Da Zhou Tianzi, after seeing it, he was also angry, "What is going on, what kind of scholar is this, if there is talent and no virtue, it is better to have no talent, such a reader, even if he is rich and rich, and only eight buckets high, he can only harm the world and benefit the people." β
Mo Xu was out of breath and wanted to stand up.
"Besides, at this time, the feast has not yet begun, and the best man in the world has not yet come, so you take his place, and when he comes, let him sit there. β
The big Confucian next to him said, "The position is enough, if he really comes, find a place to sit down, all the people present are the powerhouses of the Confucian and Taoist Heavenly List, in our eyes, there should not be a distinction between superior and inferior, and everyone should be treated equally, Mo Daru, you are affected by Yang Chen's magic, and you are very close to Yang Chen in your heart, and you have lost your fairness." β
At this moment, outside the palace, someone came over!
Ordinary and ordinary, without any vision, Tsing Yi long shirt, slender figure, with a smile on his face, he came with a step, very calm, without the slightest restraint.
Jody!
Yang Chen has arrived!
His eyes lit up like a knife and he looked at Murong Tianlong, who was sitting in the first place.