Volume 1 Imperial Capital Fu Chapter 33 Each has a ghost
The disciples of Haoran Academy were dumbfounded, they never thought that Yan Shiyi had such a big face.
The people watching the ceremony today are all big names in the imperial capital.
Let's not talk about the three bosses of Jixiangfang for the time being, because Yan Shiyi now has the identity of the big boss of Jixiangfang, and it is reasonable for them to arrive.
But what about the four great generals? What about the Pope and the three great generals?
Little Pure Contemplation Lord?
The big names of the other five academies?
If I remember correctly, when my master took over the position of dean, there were not so many big people to congratulate, although the master and his old man often boasted about the grand occasion of taking over that year, but compared with Yan Shiyi, there is no way to compare, but only one of the four gods came, and it was the least famous one, Xuanqian Palace only came to Archbishop Baiyun, except for Lou Mingyue, the dean of Xingchen Academy, most of the other five academies were vice presidents present, or because I heard that Mei Qingqiu had a love affair with Lou Mingyue when he was young, so there was this only dean presentγ As for the rest of the people, they are all not very well-known people in the three mountains and five mountains, nine streams and ten families, and many of them have heard the names of them, and now if they were to say them again, they would have forgotten all about them a long time ago.
Wang Taiping pulled Wu Zhixiu, who was standing closest to him, and said in a low voice: "Sixth Senior Brother, is there any background of Yan Shiyi that we don't know?"
Wu Zhixiu lowered his head and pondered for a long time, Wang Taiping couldn't wait for a response, so he continued to ask other senior brothers, who knew that Wu Zhixiu suddenly held back a sentence, "Could Yan Zhiyi be the illegitimate son of a big man in Beijing?" Although he was fostered in Haoran Academy and didn't care much on weekdays, he now has a different identity, so he invited so many people to come to cheer. β
Qiu Wenshan happened to hear them talking, although he was more rigid on weekdays, he couldn't help laughing, and said softly: "What are you talking nonsense!"
Who knew that Wang Taiping really took it seriously, and said solemnly: "The identity of Shiyi is not simple, you see that even the Holy Emperor has sent the four great gods to come, in my opinion, Shiyi is not the prince and grandson!"
Although they deliberately lowered their voices when they talked, who were the people present, no matter how small the voice was, it would fall into their ears, Mei Qingqiu hurriedly glared at the two of them, and shouted with his heart: "You two shut up for me, and don't make trouble!"
This involves the reputation of the Holy Emperor, although the Holy Emperor sent the four great gods to watch the ceremony, but he still doesn't know the exact attitude of the Holy Emperor towards Yan Shiyi, and if he is careless, he will anger the Holy Emperor, so he will not be able to eat and walk around, and even the Pope may not be able to protect him at that time!
Wang Taiping found Mei Qingqiu glaring at him, and hurriedly pushed Wu Zhixiu and signaled him to stop talking, but he was even more sure of what he thought just now: Master meant to keep it secret by himself, and not let people know the identity of Shiyi. It seems that in the future, I will have to pick up this kid, and it depends on him whether he can fly or not!
After the big figures of the Great Qianwu Academy arrived, all the forces in Kyoto sent people to Haoran Academy to congratulate Yan Shi. In the end, seventy-two seats were no longer enough, and Wang Taiping and several disciples of Haoran Academy could only move the seats used by the students to use them for the time being.
After being busy for a long time, Li Muyao looked at the copper kettle and saw that in another quarter of an hour, the unitary time would pass, and it was not good when the auspicious time passed, so he hurriedly recited the poems that every successor dean had to read, and then invited Mei Qingqiu.
Mei Qingqiu handed over the seal of the dean of Haoran Academy, a book that looked very quaint, and a ring ruler that had been slightly worn out over countless years, and gave Yan Shiyi a few words of exhortation, and then Yan Shiyi sat down and sat on the chair in the center under the three hanging portraits.
"Licheng!"
After Li Muyao made an announcement, the disciples of Haoran Academy served tea and distributed it to the hands of each guest.
The guests who came to watch the ceremony had different thoughts, some were sincerely happy for Yan Shiyi, such as the Pope and others, some had to come because of some relationship, like the three bosses of Jixiangfang, some were jealous but calm as water on the surface, such as Cao Ziyuan and others, some had other inhumane thoughts, such as the Xiaoqing Guan Guan Lord Bao Xuandao, and there were also those who just came to mingle with a familiar face, like the unknown figures of the Nine Streams and Ten Families.
No matter what kind of thoughts everyone has, now Yan Shiyi has really become the dean of Haoran Academy, whether Cao Ziyuan and others are willing or not, this young man who was a handyman in Haoran Academy a month ago has become a big man who can be on an equal footing with them.
From then on, those children of the powerful in Beijing who originally looked at Yan Shiyi unpleasantly, whether they wanted to see Yan Shiyi again or not, they had to respectfully call him: "Dean Yan!"
Everyone in the field, their expressions were as usual, and their hearts were calm, only Yan Shiyi was alone, and only when he found that Mo Jingtian was smoking dry tobacco under the old locust tree outside the ancestral hall, he let out a knowing smile.
Everyone came over to talk to Yan Shiyi in batches, and many of them left after saying a word, because Yan Shiyi was not familiar with them, so he really couldn't find anything to say.
It wasn't until the Xiaoqing Guan Guan Lord Bao Xuan Dao people, Peng Xuan Dao people, and Zhu Ling Dao people came over that they chatted for a long time.
But most of the time, they are also talking, Yan Shiyi is just listening.
"Yan Xiaoyou!" Baoxuan Daoist smiled and said, "I call you that, I hope you don't mind!"
Yan Shi smiled and said, "No!"
Baoxuan Taoist said: "In the future, I will invite Yan Xiaoyou to go to Xiaoqingjing Temple more, we are also destined, Yan Xiaoyou and the three of us can't say that there is still an incense in it." β
Yan Shiyi was puzzled: "If I'm not mistaken, it's the first time I've met the three Dao Chiefs, I don't know what the Dao Masters are saying?"
Baoxuan Daoist smiled: "The three of the poor Dao are all the disciples and grandsons of the Dao Ancestor, and Yan Xiaoyou has the Dao Ancestor's old man's clean bowl in his hand. β
Yan Shi smiled, but thought in his heart: If you insist on getting involved, then there is nothing I can do.
Yan Shiyi suddenly remembered the Pope's entrustment, and wondered if he wanted to ask them to help bring the Pure Bowl back to Dao Ancestor, but after thinking about it, the hidden danger of the Great Demon Monarch had not yet been contacted, not to mention that the Pope wanted him to go to the pure world in person and return the Pure Bowl to Dao Ancestor.
After the three of Bao Xuan talked to Yan Shi again, they got up and said goodbye.
Yan Shiyi sent the three of them outside the door.
Baoxuan Daoist suddenly turned around and said to Yan Shiyi in a very soft voice: "Yan Xiaoyou, you have to be careful, in the next few days, you will have a bloody disaster, don't go out if you can, try to stay in the academy." β
Yan Shi smiled for a while: Coming, coming, three sentences do not leave the bank, but unfortunately I don't believe in these.
Seeing that he was indifferent, Baoxuan Daoist didn't want to say anything, his eyes just looked at Cao Ziyuan's side, and when he saw that he was also staring at him, he hurriedly sang "Immeasurable Tianzun", and left with Peng Xuan and Zhu Ling.
Yan Shi turned around and saw that most of the people in the ancestral hall had not left, and he felt a little helpless for a while.
Cao Ziyuan finally caught the gap and suddenly walked towards him.
Mei Qingqiu, who was talking with the four great gods over there, saw it, and was afraid that Cao Ziyuan would make a move on Yan Shiyi, so he hurriedly apologized to the dragon and tiger god generals, and was about to walk to Yan Shiyi's side, but the Pope suddenly stopped him and said, "It's okay, don't worry, we are all here, and Cao Ziyuan doesn't dare to mess around." β
Mei Qingqiu thought about it right, so she gave up.
Cao Ziyuan came to Yan Shiyi's side and said with a smile: "The hero is a young man, Dean Yan, congratulations!"
Yan Shi returned the salute and did not speak.
Cao Ziyuan said: "About tomorrow, when the Xiliang delegation will come to Kyoto to discuss peace, according to the past practice, the president of the six academies needs to be present, and I hope that Dean Yan will arrive early!"
Yan Shi was stunned, he really didn't know that there was still this stubble, the Xiliang delegation was coming to the imperial capital, he had heard about it a long time ago, but he didn't know that the president of the original six academies was not to attend.
"Thank you Dean Cao for reminding me!"