"Calligraphy is the winner!"
When the messenger delivered the news to Kong Yingda, all the scholars heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Imperial College didn't lose too much face. In the end, he managed to save his face.
"Hahaha, I told you that Mo Jiazi isn't invincible. He has his weaknesses too!" Liu Yinian, the scholar of calligraphy, laughed wildly. He was very proud of himself now. He lost badly in the other five subjects, but he won in mathematics. This made him very proud.
"Quickly present the two people's handwriting and let Lord Chancellor comment on it!" Liu Yinian said while showing off.
"Uh, uh!" The messenger said awkwardly, "My Lord, the two of them didn't write!"
"What happened? Didn't they say that Xiong Maocai won? "Liu Yinian said angrily. It was a good opportunity to show off, but there was such an unforeseen event.
"My Lord, Mo Jiazi and Scholar Xiong didn't write. Mo Jiazi admitted that he couldn't win and immediately threw down his brush and admitted defeat!" The messenger said hurriedly.
"Ah!"
Liu Yinian's face suddenly turned red. He was like a duck that was grabbed by the neck and unconsciously made 'Ah, Ah' sounds.
"He took the initiative to admit defeat!" The scholars of the Imperial College thought quickly. How should they describe calligraphy? Everyone could write, but it was easy to learn but difficult to master. However, if they worked hard, everyone had a chance to learn it.
Was Mo Jiazi really bad at calligraphy, or was Mo Jiazi taking the initiative to admit defeat for the sake of the Imperial College's reputation and saving some face for the Imperial College?
However, the scholars were more inclined to the latter. After all, Mo Jiazi was able to write three frontier poems, so his calligraphy wouldn't be too bad.
"Mo Jiazi is good!" Kong Yingda stroked his beard and nodded slightly. Such a talented young man who also understood the ways of the world, even though he was on the opposite side, still made people admire him.
The other professors also nodded slightly. Mo Jiazi was able to take care of the Imperial College's reputation and not embarrass them completely. He also expressed his intention to not fall out with the Imperial College.
"Alright, since our Imperial College has lost five to one, then we'll accept our loss. Go and call Mo Jiazi over. Let's settle the admission procedures for Imperial College!" Kong Yingda was willing to accept his loss, and the other professors did not object. After all, Mo Jiazi had won with his own abilities.
"Yes!"
The messenger quickly left.
A short while later.
"Dong dong dong!" A series of knocks came from the door.
Kong Yingda looked up and saw a handsome young man in black standing at the door. He was politely standing outside the door.
"Greetings!" Kong Yingda's heart skipped a beat. Knocking gently on the door not only reminded people that there was someone at the door, but also did not annoy them. This kind of etiquette should be promoted in the Imperial College.
"Meton greets all of you!" Meton bowed respectfully.
"Mo Jiazi!"
The professors from the Imperial College thought to themselves. They all looked at the young man in front of them with complicated feelings. It was this young man who had defeated the entire Imperial College and made the Imperial College lose face.
However, this young man indeed knew when to back down. He did not kill them and in the end, he still gave in to the Imperial College. How could such a talented person who knew when to back down not be a Confucian student?
"Meton!" Kong Yingda looked at Meton and said solemnly.
"Greetings, young man!" Meton bowed respectfully.
"Since His Majesty has arranged for you to enter the Imperial College, this is his protection for you. In the future, you must concentrate on your studies and do not let His Majesty down. In the future, when you are successful in your studies, you will serve the country and be loyal to the country! "Kong Yingda said solemnly.
"I will follow Lord Chancellor's teachings!" Meton replied formally.
"Then let's go through the admission procedures!"
The admission procedures of the Imperial College were very complicated. However, Meton's situation was special. All the materials have been prepared. Just the first few words will do! "
Morton respectfully took the enrollment register and wrote down the names on the table next to him with a brush stroke.
Kong Yingda looked at Mo Jiazi's solemn expression and could not help but nod his head in satisfaction. No matter what his position was, at least now it seemed that Mo Jiazi was a talent that could be taught.
"The students have been written!" Meton closed the Imperial College's admission list and handed it to Kong Yingda.
"You may leave!" Kong Yingda stroked his beard and said.
"Yes!" Meton replied.
They quickly left. For some reason, Kong Yingda and the Imperial College's Doctor Mo Jiazi felt as if they were fleeing in embarrassment.
Kong Yingda opened the admission list and his eyes widened. A mouthful of tea immediately gushed out of his mouth. He looked extremely embarrassed.
"What happened to Lord Chancellor?" The Imperial College's Doctors were all shocked. They could not understand why the well-mannered Lord Chancellor would lose his composure like this.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Kong Yingda coughed for a long time. After he recovered slightly, he handed the admission list to everyone.
The Doctors could not wait to open the admission list.
"There is no problem!" Everyone was puzzled.
However, when they flipped to the last name and saw Meton's crooked handwriting that was like an earthworm looking for its mother, they could not help but have the urge to vomit blood.
This was not the handwriting of an Imperial College's student. Even a beginner's handwriting was better than this.
"Mo Jiazi, you have gone too far!" Liu Yinian, the Doctor of Calligraphy, looked up to the sky and roared. It turned out that Mo Jiazi was not doing this to protect the reputation of the Imperial College. It was because his handwriting was really bad. It was not that it was bad, but it was simply unbearable to look at.
Moton escaped in a sorry state. He also felt very wronged. If it were anything else, he could still make up for it. However, he had only practiced calligraphy for a few days when he was young and had given up in disappointment. Now, it was too late for him to practice again!
"Fortunately, I ran fast enough! Otherwise, what would I do if these people went back on their words? " Meton patted his chest with lingering fear. He entered the Imperial College because His Majesty had personally appointed him. If he did not reach the goal because of his handwriting, he would leave a bad impression in Li Shimin's heart. In the future, if he still wanted to have a good life in the Tang dynasty, Li Shimin, this thick thigh, had to be firmly attached to.
Fortunately, Kong Yingda was willing to admit defeat. He did not make things difficult for Meton. Instead, he directly sent a secretary to take Meton to handle the admission matters.
"Scholar Mo, this is your homework!" The secretary of the Imperial College was very curious about this new student, but he was also very polite.
Meton smiled bitterly as he took a large stack of Confucian classics. It was as heavy as a primary school student's schoolbag.
The secretary then led Meton to the lecture venue and Meton's dormitory. The dormitory of the Imperial College was a four-person dormitory. Because no one was willing to share a dormitory with Mo Jiazi, Meton was very honored to be assigned a single room.
"Imperial College has a break every ten days. Usually, it is not required to live on campus. However, due to sudden changes in the weather or the approaching examination, it is necessary to live on campus." The secretary kindly reminded him.
"Thank you very much!" Meton said gratefully, "May I know senior's name? I will be very grateful in the future!"
The secretary was usually a graduate of the Imperial College. For the time being, there were no official positions assigned to students. Therefore, it was not wrong for Meton to call him senior.
"You flatter me. I am Shangguan Yee!"
"Oh!" Meton suddenly opened his mouth wide. This is a great person in the future!
No! Your granddaughter is even more amazing!
"There will be food in the dormitory at noon. You can go and have a meal. The price is much more affordable than outside!" After Shangguan Yee reminded Meton, she tactfully declined his invitation and left.
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