< Eruption, the third chapter! >
Naturally, apart from a handful of people in front of the main hall, everyone else had participated in this war of words. As the saying goes, the law doesn't punish the masses. So, they had no choice but to let it go.
Everyone returned to their original positions. Then, they discovered that Jun Sun-shao had stood up while patting his buttocks. This guy had gotten tired of scolding for a long time, but he still knew how to sit down and continue scolding …
What made people even more speechless was that this guy didn't want to abuse his buttocks even though he didn't have a stool to sit on. There was a pig's head lying under his buttocks, and it seemed as if he was on the verge of death. It was the Meng Family's Young Master Meng, Meng Fei … The Young Master Jun had been sitting on his back a moment ago.
No wonder he would twist his waist and turn his buttocks from time to time.
So that's how it is …
Looking at the Young Master Meng's appearance, it seems that he will be absent from this Scholarly Autumn Banquet …
"Hurry up and bring him to the Imperial Physician!" The Meng Family's Patriarch, Meng Xue Sheng, shouted anxiously. Then, he turned to look at Jun Zhan Tian, and said with a fake smile, "Old Jun, your grandson is really young and promising …"
"Cough cough … Brother Meng is overpraising me. He he, Mo Xie is young and ignorant. He doesn't deserve such high praise from Brother Meng. Don't spoil him …" Grandpa Jun stroked his beard as he expressed his gratitude.
Meng Xuesheng staggered and almost fell. Even the big shots next to him staggered as well. We finally understand. It turns out that shamelessness is also hereditary …
The debauchee Jun had deliberately stirred up a farce in front of the main hall. The momentum was so intense, the sound was so loud, and the people involved were so many. So, the Emperor and the civil and military officials in the main hall weren't deaf. So, they had naturally heard the commotion. It was also because they had heard that the commotion outside was getting more and more intense that they couldn't bear it any longer. So, they had hurriedly ended the discussion. Normally, the discussion would've lasted for at least four hours. But, it had ended in less than an hour …
This was because the minds of the big shots were no longer here. The people who were arguing outside were the treasures of their families. Judging from the commotion, someone might really die if they went out a little later …
Jun Dashao snickered in his heart, feeling very good. [Hehe, in my two lives, when have I ever waited for anyone except for those dead people? You guys actually dare to make me wait outside the hall. If I don't stir up some trouble, wouldn't it be too easy for you guys?]
At this point, there was still more than two hours before the start of the feast. However, there were already many eunuchs and palace maids who were busy taking care of the guests.
"This, Third Young Master … Which hall are they in? Do you know that? " Tang Yuan asked Jun Moxie. At the same time, he looked around with his small eyes. "Why haven't I seen any of the legendary talented ladies? What's the point of having a bunch of genteel men who don't look like men? No matter what, you should at least have your eyes open first … "
"It seems like you should ask His Majesty about this question. What's the use of asking me?" Jun Moxie casually plucked a half-withered dog's tail grass from outside the jade railings. He held it in his mouth and flipped it up and down. The furry tip of the grass was flipping up and down in front of his mouth. It was extremely agile.
Fatty Tang looked on enviously. There was too much fat on his big face. His lips were too thick and his tongue was thicker than normal people's. It was impossible for him to be as agile as Jun Moxie. He snorted and said, "If I dare to ask His Majesty, my grandfather will probably skin me immediately. It's fine if you say you don't know, but you actually want me to ask His Majesty. Why do you want to harm me? You are my big brother … "
"F * ck, this is my first time coming to the palace. I came here right after you. You came earlier than me. If you don't know, how would I know? Don't call me big brother in front of everyone. Having a fat brother like you makes me dizzy. "
Jun Moxie rolled his eyes. Then, he suddenly burst into laughter, "Fatty, another group of men has arrived. They don't look like men at all. They are your old lovers. Aren't they the scholars of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Heavenly Literature Institute? You see, they are walking in an orderly manner. It's like a f * cking military parade. What a bunch of hypocrites! "
Sure enough, there was a group of young men in white clothes on the smooth jade steps in front of the main hall. Each and every one of them had a graceful demeanor. They were elegant and at ease. Each of them had delicate features. Each of them had a noble and refined bearing. There were exactly twenty of them. They were led by two white-bearded old men in the front. They slowly entered the hall.
The two old men in the front had thin facial features. Their white hair was fluttering in the wind. Their hair was tied up with a square scarf. They were wearing a loose robe with big sleeves. They were brimming with the air of a learned scholar. They were the two great teachers of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute. They were also respected by the scholars of the whole nation — Mei Gao Jie and Kong Ling Yang.
Fatty Tang snorted and said in a low voice, "It's those two old farts again with their disciples and grand-disciples. A whole family of hypocrites. Damn it, I feel like vomiting just looking at them. Later, I'll go and touch the most pretentious one. I just happen to be lacking a servant boy to wash my underwear. I did it to the last one, but now that I think about it, I'm starting to regret it."
Jun Moxie lifted his chin slightly and looked at the group of people. He snorted twice, showing his approval of Fatty's words. He knew that Fatty was a bad person, and he even agreed with him.
Coincidentally, someone behind him suddenly sighed with emotion, "This is indeed the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute. Sure enough, people who hide beautiful things in their chests are clean, and those who have the scholarly air in their bellies are elegant! The students of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute are indeed the cream of the crop of our Tian Xiang Empire! "
"He's really an idiot!" Jun Mo Xie and Tang Yuan said in unison. Then, they snorted in disdain. Then, they raised their heads and tilted their heads to the side.
Wherever one went, there would be people who would flatter the stinky feet of the rich. However, the main hall was filled with the rising stars of the major families. Moreover, there was no lack of people who had already been confirmed to be the successor of the family. So, they had to flatter a bunch of pedantic scholars who only knew how to read books. Even if they had the intention to recruit them, they would still find it somewhat disgusting.
Although the two of them did not retreat slowly, the surroundings were silent. Their simultaneous voices could be considered loud and clear. In an instant, the gazes of all the people in front of the main hall fell on the two of them. For a moment, everyone's eyes were on them, and everyone's attention was focused on them.
Especially the two old men from the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute. They looked at Jun Moxie and Tang Yuan as if they were looking at two piles of dog dung. Their eyes were filled with disgust and disdain.
Fatty Tang jumped in fright when he was suddenly looked down upon by so many powerful and insignificant people. His fat face changed color, and his body trembled. Fatty Tang was able to play with and cripple a few scholars in private. However, it was mostly because the scholar's character was unbearably despicable. He tried to curry favor with the rich and powerful, and that was why he was killed by Fatty Tang. Now that he was suddenly being stared at by so many powerful people, he couldn't say that he wasn't afraid. He couldn't believe that he wasn't afraid.
Fatty was a little afraid. However, the debauchee Jun didn't seem to care. He simply raised his head high, and glanced down at the crowd …
Jun Dashao was facing the disdain of nearly a hundred people. However, he displayed a condescending and unyielding manner. His disdainful and arrogant demeanor made it seem as if he wasn't afraid of honor or disgrace. He was a scoundrel, and wasn't afraid of anyone …
[He may be strong, but I'm stronger than him!]
This was the Hitman Jun's motto.
"Rotten wood can't be carved!" Mei Gao Jie coldly stared at the two debauchees. Then, he raised his goat-like beard, and brushed his sleeves. He then scolded them in a disdainful tone. After all, he was an experienced scholar. So, he couldn't use any more despicable words. However, this sentence was the fiercest and most serious of curses. [It's really f * cking elegant!]
Old Man Mei didn't look sideways as he scolded the two debauchees. Then, he led the students to the top of the stairs. He greeted the ministers of the court, and exchanged greetings with them. Then, he introduced the outstanding students to them one by one.
However, Jun Moxie discovered that the two old men had glanced at Fatty as they walked past him. And, their gazes were filled with deep hatred.
It must be said that these scholars — especially the scholars and scholars of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute — hated the most people in the entire Tian Xiang Kingdom. They didn't care about Jun Moxie at all. Instead, they hated the most — Fatty Tang — Tang Yuan!
However, this wasn't surprising at all. Fatty Tang was a debauchee. He was despicable. Moreover, he had used his family's power to repeatedly frame a famous scholar who had graduated from the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute. He had forced the scholar into a desperate situation. Then, he had jumped out and pretended to be a good person in order to win him over.
It wouldn't have been a big deal if that was the case. But, this evil Fatty Tang had made that scholar do nothing else. Instead, he had been forced to wash his woman's underwear at home every day. This was an extraordinary shame and humiliation!
What was the place of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute for such an insult? What was the place of the thousands of scholars in Tian Xiang?
Fatty Tang hadn't kept this matter a secret. So, it had naturally spread like wildfire. Mei Gao Jie and Kong Ling Yang — the two elders — had almost vomited blood when they heard that their proud disciples had been humiliated in such a manner. And, they had ended up in such a state. Since then, Fatty Tang's reputation had become even more resounding in the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute than among the debauchees of Tian Xiang City …
As for that great scholar who had died in such an unjust manner … no one cared whether he was trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful, or whether he was blinded by greed. After all, our WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute was a talented and benevolent scholar. So, what if he had some utilitarian heart? But, who in this world doesn't have a utilitarian heart? Every man for himself, heaven and earth will destroy him!
In any case, Fatty Tang, you're in the wrong for harming and humiliating people.
This was the consensus of the students of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute. It was estimated that the two scholars of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute wouldn't be able to rest in peace if they couldn't humiliate Fatty. So, they wouldn't miss this opportunity since they had been presented with it.
In another corner, a green-clothed young man stood quietly. His face was covered by a veil, and he did not pay any attention to what was happening in front of him. It was as if everything that was happening in front of him was nothing to him, not even worth mentioning.
His eyes were clear and indifferent. But, they were filled with warmth and gentleness. His face was covered with a veil. But, everyone who saw him could feel the peerless elegance in his bones.
This was the eldest grandson of the Grand Preceptor — Young Master Li Youran.
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