Hundreds of schools follow

Chapter 94 I Understand You
At noon, after the ink exam, the bachelors handed in their papers and left the venue one after another.

What reverberated in my mind was naturally the scene in the middle where Tan Ying shouted back at Si Bai Mao.

Emotionally, it seemed that Qin Gong's momentum had been strengthened.

But from a pragmatic point of view, Si Baimao is here to guide the way and bring materials, and it is more likely that Scholar Qin will be invited to study in Fengtian later.

If it's so deadlocked, the resources will be gone, and he won't invite...

It doesn't matter to you Tanying, who are we recruiting again?

All of a sudden, they talked a lot after leaving the examination room.

"Didn't the young master Baimao make it clear that he came to show us the way as a teacher? How did this offend Tan Ying?"

"Maybe Tanying has made too many enemies, and his mind is sensitive. If someone comes, he will think it is for him..."

"Don't talk about Tanying, Jijiu seems to think so too."

"Hey, Jijiu, which has always been in charge of the overall situation as stable as Mount Tai, will have a day of submissiveness."

"The sacrificial wine is alright, but Si Ye just disappeared..."

"Heh, if this continues, Qin Xuegong might as well be called Tan Xuegong."

Among the discussions of all parties, suddenly there was a particularly grand and friendly "discussion".

"Chang'an, you go in without knowing the reason, talking nonsense about the academy!"

"what?"

According to the prestige, it was Ying Yue and Xie Changan who left in parallel.

Ying Yue had a questioning look on his face, while Xie Chang'an was just dumbfounded.

Ying Yue scolded again: "Jijiu is concerned with the overall situation and looks thousands of miles away. You have farsightedness than him?!"

Xie Changan felt aggrieved: "It can't be compared..."

Ying Yue: "Si Ye's heart is like a rock, and his ambition is high. Are you more determined than him?"

Xie Changan: "No...no...but I didn't say anything...I'm still thinking about the last question..."

Ying Yue: "Tan Ying is dedicated to learning, and seeks the truth without the false. Are you more talented than him?"

Xie Chang'an: "Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ah

Ying Yue: "That's a rumour! But you wait, you're groaning about this and you don't dare to say it out loud, are you thinking about those materials or the important affairs of the Qin Palace, don't you have any idea?"

Xie Chang'an: "Ah...that's true...the big things don't have much to do with us, but it's true that we don't have the resources to give us talents if we get stuck."

Ying Yue: "My theory is wrong. If Si Baimao abides by the rules, he will give the resources he deserves. If he doesn't abide by the rules and behaves according to relatives and enemies, then his talents can only be obtained by licking and begging." , my Qin Gong bachelor will do such things for those few qualifications?!"

Xie Changan: "Okay, okay, let's go quickly..."

Afraid of being beaten, Xie Changan dragged Ying Yue and hurried away.

Undoubtedly, what Ying Yue said was referring to Sang and Huai, singing with Xie Changan and criticizing everyone.

As Ying got farther away, the discussion was indeed smaller, but there were still some.

"If you say we only think about ourselves, doesn't Qin Gong only think about Tanying?"

"Young Master Yue and Tan Ying are siblings, but Princess Li and Tan Ying are unclear, so what qualifications do you have to say about us?"

"Hey, don't even talk about it, Tanying has already worshiped all the scholars as teachers. Such a disciple is more important than 100 bachelors."

……

In the small courtyard, Tan Ying was lying on the bench, holding her heart in pain.

"Unfortunate...It's too uncomfortable...I just hear about the white-haired thief...I'm hurt, I'm hurt too, my heart hurts..."

While moaning, Si Qinghuang came from the inner room and handed a wet towel to Tan Ying with her face turned away: "Wipe..."

"You wipe it for me, I feel bad..."

"Wipe yourself!" Si Qinghuang threw the towel onto Tanying's face, "I survived, why are you moaning about nothing?"

Tan Ying grabbed the towel, stood up reluctantly and wiped her face before sighing: "It turns out that you didn't talk to people at first, it wasn't disrespectful, but because in your cognition, if you talk to someone, that person will have bad luck , although Si Baimao has already left, and you know that you are fine now, but this obstacle will always be in your heart."

Si Qinghuang twisted her body to prevent Tanying from looking at her.

Seeing how moved she was, Tan Ying also said solemnly: "Fortunately, I smelled your foot odor, and I solved this mental barrier."

"Tan Ying!" Si Qinghuang turned around with angry eyes, "Isn't there anything new?"

After saying that, she turned her back again: "Let's explain again that it's because... because the shadow is to the north."

Just as she was talking, Xiaoqian also came from the inner room with a tea set: "Yes, that's the first time Miss talked to someone other than me and Wei Panzi."

Tan Ying pursed her lips and said, "Will King Yue not care about this matter?"

Xiaoqian put down the tea set and hummed: "Miss was only eight years old at the time, can she speak clearly, can she understand, does she dare to speak?"

Si Qinghuang also stepped forward to help set up the cups: "The more I don't dare, I'm afraid I'll never see him again after I've spoken to my father, so I only dare to smile when I meet him, my father If you don't know it, let's pretend that Si Baimao disciplined her well, and a princess should be so dignified."

Tan Ying asked, "Si Baimao didn't say anything after she left?"

"No."

"Then who knows about this?"

"Apart from us, there is only Wei Panzi."

"Hmm..." Tan Ying frowned and rubbed her cheeks, "The Mohist... is the most disciplined, right? Mohists must act according to Mohist rules."

"It should be." Si Qinghuang twirled the tea leaves and said, "Qin Mo is the master of production, so in order to achieve efficiency, it is inevitable to compromise. Wang Mo is the master of education, and the headquarter is in Wang Ji, which is also close to the emperor, so it is stricter."

Tan Ying said in a deep voice: "And Si Baimao is just a person who likes to use rules to transform others, transform relationships, and transform society... This is a Legalist who is a hundred times more extreme than Shang Yang. If he becomes a giant, I don't know What will Wang Mo look like?"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly said to Si Qinghuang: "I want Jijiu and Siye to know about this, is that okay?"

"..." Si Qinghuang remained silent.

Xiaoqian put her hands on her hips on the spot: "Master, the lady only speaks her heart because of you!"

"That's all." Si Qinghuang sighed and served the tea ceremony, "Si Ye may also be worried about the position of the giant, so he should let him know about Si Baimao's actions. As for the sacrificial wine...don't tell him."

"If you don't say it, you don't say it." Tan Ying stretched out her hand to take the tea.

"Make it yourself!" Si Qinghuang grabbed the cup and turned around.

While talking, as soon as the door opened, Ying Yue and Xie Chang'an walked in carelessly, and they sprayed: "Okay, Tanying, I handed in the papers in advance and came here to have fun!"

Ying Yue was imposing, as if he had returned to his own home.

Xie Changan flinched.

This small courtyard, these two women, handed in the papers ahead of time, and returned here to have fun...

Alas, what is the use of me answering this question!
"Haha." Tan Ying laughed loudly, "How did you two do in the exam?"

Ying Yue Yile stepped forward, and unceremoniously picked up the tea that Xiaoqian had just brewed: "This question hits my heart, and the test couldn't be better."

Xie Chang'an also rubbed his hands together: "I'm fine, I feel that as long as I read "Wu Shuan Jing" and "Mohology Classic", I can always answer some questions."

He said, looking at Tanying and Si Qinghuang again: "But you hand in the paper in two minutes, don't you underestimate Mo Kao too much?"

Si Qinghuang smiled: "I'll hand it in when I'm done."

Tan Ying waved her hand: "Instead of wasting time, it's better to go back to the courtyard and drink tea."

Xie Changan was only stunned.

Going back to the courtyard to drink tea, is this something as simple as drinking tea?

"Tanying, do you think I'm stupid? This tea is obviously just brewed." Xie Changan was very alert, and asked on the spot, "You brewed this tea for half an hour? It's obvious that you haven't been drinking tea since you came back!"

"Aha." Tan Ying hurriedly handed Xie Changan a cup, "Talk about it, talk about it."

"Okay, let's talk..."

"Oh, Brother Face." Xiaoqian said with a ruthless face, "You shouldn't ask, don't ask."

"..." Xie Changan shrank his head immediately, and obediently drank his tea.

Unusual, this temporary materialist hall is unusual...

Such a demon master Tan Ying, who only accepts female apprentices, right...

Here, Ying Yue also drank Xie Qi tea, put down the cup and wiped his mouth, before he said seriously: "Ying, the atmosphere is not right now, everyone is condemning you, even complaining about the sacrificial wine and the secretary."

"Oh?" Tanying thought for a moment, then opened her mouth, "Alright, although Si Baimao has lost her prestige, she has also used this to drive a wedge between me, Qin Gong...a conflict between the scholar and the bachelor..."

"That's why I don't think so." Ying Yue nodded and said, "Looking at you, you will definitely be on the list this time. If you have the ability to come out on top, Si Baimao dare not refuse to give you resources. When the time comes, you will dedicate your resources to Qin. If the palace confiscates public funds, this matter can be easily resolved."

Before Tan Ying could make a statement, she saw Si Qinghuang nodded and said, "This matter happened because of me, and I will do my best."

"You?" Ying Yue was surprised, "What's wrong with you?"

Tan Ying hurriedly explained: "Brothers and sisters quarreled, and I persuaded them to fight, just like the two of us and Ying Yun."

"???"

Ying Yue couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out.

Can Ying Yun still be with you?

Isn't that...

Oh shit!I won't beat you to death?
Thinking of this, Ying Yue suddenly understood.

I understand you, Si Baimao, I understand you.

……

In the Dao Discussion Hall, Mohists had already distributed test papers for review, but the scholars did not all disperse.

Pang Mu and Zhou Jingzhi are still there.

As a Mohist, Zhou Jingzhi can also be regarded as a representative of the Qin Palace, so he should participate in the review as a matter of course.

But Pang Mu, he is purely...

nothing to do.

I don't know why, after spraying those Wang inks on the hall, he suddenly felt comfortable all over.

Then when the invigilator instructed Mo Zhe, they dared not refuse.

Before I knew it, the long-lost feeling of being in charge of the Confucian Museum returned.

Now that Si Baimao has lost her prestige and retreated, and the priest and wine priest is not around, there must be someone in charge, right?
Who else is there for me?

As for the ink in the hall.

They are even more inexplicable.

Maybe it was because Pang Mu was too scary, or maybe it was because Si Baimao lost his prestige and felt helpless. At this time, under Pang Mu's command, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

In this weird atmosphere, the young ink artist who was sprayed the most by Pang Mu before leaned over to Pang Mu's side: "Pang Xuebo, the distribution is over, can we start the trial?"

"The trial begins." Pang Mu waved his arms at this point:

"Everyone must follow the ink rules carefully, be cautious and realistic, and not be affected by the previous events.

"After this incident, I have seen through the face of Si Baimao. You think that you were deceived by Si Baimao in Wang Ji, so you misunderstood Si Ye. You have offended Pang before."

After Pang Mu finished speaking, he bowed to all the ink and saluted.

Zhong Mo hurriedly got up to return the gift.

"Where is it, Pang Xuebo!"

"I was indeed deceived by that Si Baimao. Now that I think about it, how could Fan Zi act like this?"

"Hey, I was only waiting because the giant broke his way, and I was angry in my heart, and was used by Si Baimao..."

"It was Pang Xuebo who woke us up by scolding us. Such a true Confucian deserves it!"

"Seeing that Pang Xuebo is a man, Chu Ru's proclamation has been self-defeating."

Seeing this, Pang Mu was even more overjoyed and raised his sleeves: "You are also true ink. If you go astray, you will know your way back, and if you know your mistakes, you will correct them. I, Pang Mu, respect you!"

"Oh, why bother."

"Confucianism and Mohism are not separated."

"If you don't talk about it, you don't know each other!"

They didn't know that Si Baimao was standing by the door of the lobby at this time, and could hear every word clearly.

He also never imagined that such a reckless person like Pang Mu could use this method to dismantle his own tricks without even thinking about it.

According to ink rules, the next generation of tycoons should be appointed by the previous tycoon, and the handover is considered successful only if there are no more than three out of ten people who disagree.

Although Si Baimao is a disciple of Wu Shu, he is still far from the qualification of "the number of dissidents is no more than three".

According to his original plan, at least another 20 years would be needed, and it would be best if Wu Shuzi lived for another 20 years. When he was exhausted, Fan Ya would also die, and when he became famous all over the world, he would justifiably inherit the position of giant.

How do you know that there is a change in the sky, and the giant said with one move.

With this shocking change, if Si Baimao doesn't move, she will worship Fan Ya as her son later on, and Si Baimao will have to change to worship Fan Ya as her teacher in order to pursue a great cause.

But Fan Ya didn't necessarily accept him either.

After all, it is well known that Fan Ya dislikes politics, not to mention that the two have too many conflicting careers.

Going one step further, Fan Ya's extremely strict academic style is also praised by everyone. If he becomes the master of Wang Mo, he may do something, and whoever reforms is uncertain.

It is precisely because of this that Si Baimao took this risky move. Taking advantage of the excitement of Wu Shuzi's broken Dao group, in the name of Wu Shuzi's disciple and the prestige of a strong man in the five realms, he remarried his hatred to Fan Ya and killed him overnight. Xiang Qingong, borrowing Fan Huashi's incident to put pressure on Fan Ya, and quickly completed the handover of the giants while most of the people were still angry.

Who would have thought that Pang Mu threatened first, and then Tan Ying asked to talk...

Don't the people in Qin Palace use their brains?

Or is it just people who don't use their brains to solve my trick?

Or maybe Tanying already predicted that I would not dare to talk about it?
Si Baimao calculated and reflected in this way, but his face was calm, and his emotions were not revealed.

But the person standing beside him was Bai Pi.

But Bai Pi rubbed his hands and said: "I heard from Jijiu that you have to get three things when you come to Qin on this trip, and the position of giant is the first one. How about it, my lord, how much is it now?"

"..." Si Baimao coughed and said calmly, "I'm afraid there's only [-]% left."

"Thirty percent, are you overthinking it?" Bai Pi pointed to the lobby and said, "In my opinion, Pang Mu is almost becoming a giant, and he has to be the first to take the position before you can get your turn."

"..." Si Baimao's head buzzed suddenly, unable to bear it.

"Then have you thought about how to win people's hearts now?" Bai Pi then asked with a smile, "Have you thought about what to say when you go in? If Pang Mu talks to you, will you answer it?"

Si Baimao coughed twice more, forced a smile and said, "I've heard that players are not afraid of being burned for fun."

"I'm afraid, I'm a bully, I like to bully novices, and I never play chess with someone who is stronger than myself." Bai Pi chuckled, and then stepped into the hall with his hands behind his back, "Young master Bai Mao is here to review the papers, everyone give me a lesson." What a face."

No one answered in the hall, as if they didn't hear anything, they just went about their own business.

In front of the door, Si Baimao also covered her heart with one hand, took a few deep breaths, and then stepped into the hall as calmly as before: "Please trouble Pang Xuebo to take care of me."

Pang Mu smiled: "Don't bother, go ahead, I'll take over."

"Pang Xuebo, Mo Qian, I am a teacher in this matter, and I am duty-bound."

After Si Baimao finished speaking, he ignored Pang Mu and walked around the field by himself, standing behind the Mohists to review their comments.

When he first came, all Mo respected him as the leader and vowed to seek an explanation for Wu Shuzi.

But now, the Mohists just treat him like nothing, and no one even greets him and takes a look at him.

On the other hand, Pang Mu, with a frighteningly cheeky face, patrolled the field like Si Baimao, and even though he didn't know much about Moxue, he was always respected wherever he went.

Bai Pi also looked more and more open-eyed and smiled, and rubbed his hands beside Si Baimao and said, "My lord, how much is left?"

"Less than ten percent." Si Baimao said with a light smile, "Bai Xuebo, you can't break my skills."

"Whoever wants to break your skills, I'm just doing boring work to have fun." Bai Pi hugged his head and grinned.

"Your smile is easier for me to defeat..."

"Really, then do you see that my teeth are not evenly aligned?"

"...Why does Jijiu appreciate someone like you?"

"Hey, don't look at the sacrificial wine, he is the one who needs the most fun."

"..."

Just as he was enjoying himself, the marker suddenly raised his hand in panic, and said to Si Baimao from a distance, "Si Xuebo, I can't grade this long paper..."

Si Baimao agreed and walked quickly.

Even if the Mohists here look down on him, they have to respect him in terms of talent and learning.

If Pang Mu had to decide on the details of marking the papers, then this Moxue would be lost.

Si Baimao picked up the test paper and glanced roughly, first frowning, then secretly delighted.

In the end, he just patted the roll and said to Mo Zhe, "You can judge how you want to judge."

"Okay." Mo Zhe tremblingly agreed.

Si Baimao turned around again, her expression became much more relaxed, and she only said to Bai Pi:
"It's seventy percent now."

(End of this chapter)