In the Imperial College, Zhicheng Road.
Zhicheng Road was the largest road in the Imperial College. The road was paved with bluestone slabs. On both sides of the road, there were statues of the 72 disciples of Confucius. Every Imperial College student liked to pass by this road. It was common to see the sages seeking knowledge. Therefore, this road was also the road with the largest flow of people in the Imperial College.
Zhicheng Road took the meaning of a gentleman's sincerity. At the same time, it was also the place where the Imperial College punished students who made mistakes. Today, Zhicheng Road welcomed three regular customers and a newcomer.
Modun, Qin Huaiyu, Cheng Chumo, and Yuchi Baolin stood there, sighing. Qin Huaiyu, Cheng Chumo, and Yuchi Baolin were the main culprits, holding up their homework, while Modun was the accomplice, holding up his advertising flyer.
The weather in the first month of the lunar year was still very cold. The sky was still cloudy. When a breeze blew, the four of them couldn't help but shiver. It was very miserable.
The Imperial College students who heard the news surrounded the four of them and pointed at them from time to time.
As regular customers of Zhicheng Road, Qin Huaiyu and the other two had long been used to this kind of situation. Their skin was as thick as a city wall, impenetrable by swords and spears. Meton came from the future and had seen all kinds of situations. He didn't feel any psychological pressure at all.
"What's wrong with you?"
Zu Mingjun, who heard the news, looked at the four of them in surprise. They were still fine yesterday. Only one day later, the four of them were punished by the Lord Chancellor.
"What else could it be? The cheating has been exposed! " Xiong Maocai said in a strange tone. Since he heard that Meton was punished, he was unusually happy and specially came to see the four of them make a fool of themselves.
Zu Mingjun looked at the things in the hands of Qin Huaiyu and the other two and then looked at the flyer in Meton's hand. He couldn't help but understand. He had heard with his own ears that Qin Huaiyu and the other two were showing off to Li Gaoming about using printing to write their homework.
At the same time, he also participated in distributing the flyers. However, he didn't expect that it would be exposed so quickly.
"Not a single one of the 20 pieces of paper is missing. Furthermore, every single one of them is my handwriting. I cheated based on my own ability," Qin Huaiyu said proudly, completely ignoring Xiong Maocai's petty sarcasm.
"Humph! Cheating is cheating. Now, Lord Chancellor has already obtained the evidence of your cheating and has already reported it to His Majesty. The Mo family's son will definitely be expelled from the Directorate. Even if the three of you don't die, you will at least be skinned alive. "
Xiong Maocai snorted coldly. He was extremely happy. Ever since Meton showed his calligraphy skills, Xiong Maocai felt like a clown. The bad things he said about Meton before were like slaps to his face.
He hated Mo Jiazi so much now. If Meton defeated him fair and square, he wouldn't have so many complaints now. Just like Kong Huisuo and Zu Mingjun, although they were dissatisfied with Meton, they accepted their defeat wholeheartedly. They weren't like Xiong Maocai now, who was in an awkward situation.
"Humph! Xiong Maocai, you don't have to worry about what the Lord Chancellor does. "
"Meddling in other people's business."
"Despicable person who hits a person when he's down!"
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Meton and the other three's words pierced Xiong Maocai's weak heart like knives and swords. His face immediately turned red and blood rushed to his head.
Even the surrounding Imperial College students felt that Xiong Maocai had gone overboard.
After all, Meton was their classmate now. Moreover, Meton had asked the bun shop near the entrance to provide Imperial College students with half-price food. As the saying goes, one should be softhearted after receiving gifts. Xiong Maocai usually ate a lot, but at this time, he didn't hesitate at all. Instead, he hit a person when he was down.
His character wasn't good. Many Imperial College students secretly judged him and subconsciously distanced themselves from Xiong Maocai.
Xiong Maocai saw the gazes of the surrounding students and felt the alienation from his classmates. His heart was bleeding. He felt ashamed and staggered away.
"It's all Mo Jiazi's fault!" Xiong Maocai's heart was filled with hatred. He was originally very good, but ever since he met Mo Jiazi, he had been unlucky.
However, these students didn't have a good impression of Meton. After all, the Imperial College students had always been conservative and stable. If Meton could cheat and come up with a shocking weapon like the printing technique, of course he wouldn't be liked by the Imperial College students.
However, classes were about to start soon. The students separated. Zu Mingjun also left in a hurry. Only then did Zhicheng Road return to normal.
"Ah! It's all because of us that Meton got into trouble! If we didn't want to cheat, Meton wouldn't have used the printing technique to help us, "Qin Huaiyu said with a sigh.
"A secret technique that has been passed down through the ages has actually been turned into evidence of cheating by us. This time, I reckon that our names will also be passed down through the annals of history. Our illustrious reputation will be destroyed in an instant." Cheng Chumo said with a sigh.
"You still want to go down in history?" Qin Huaiyu glared fiercely at Cheng Chumo.
"That's right. That's a matter for the future. What are we going to do now?" Yuchi Bao Lin's words shocked everyone.
This idiot was still thinking about the regret of not being able to cheat. How big of a heart did he have?
Meton looked at his three bad friends and was speechless for a long time. What kind of sin did he commit? He got into trouble with them.
"Don't worry, this time it'll be fine!" Meton said confidently.
"Huh?"
The three of them looked at Meton in confusion. They didn't understand why Meton was so confident.
Meton chuckled. He didn't explain to the three that he had already reached an agreement with Kong Yingda.
Kong Yingda hated and loved Mo Jiazi at the same time. That despicable Mo Jiazi actually used the printing technique to negotiate with him. Otherwise, he would make this technique disappear for thousands of years. He would never admit that they had cheated.
Heavens, didn't he know how precious this technique was? In order to save the millions of students from the pain of copying books, Kong Yingda had no choice but to sign the agreement. Only then did he let Meton take out the printing technique template.
Daxing Palace.
As a descendant of the Kong Family and the chancellor of the Imperial College, Kong Yingda had a revered status. He didn't need to attend court unless there was an imperial court meeting.
"Did the sun rise from the west? To actually see Grand Chancellor Kong here?"
Needless to say, the person who spoke without thinking was definitely Cheng Yaojin. He was born to be at odds with Kong Yingda, this sour scholar. Every time they met, they would be at odds.
"Hmph! You idiot, don't talk without thinking. Today's matter is also related to that precious son of yours! "Kong Yingda snorted coldly.
"You sour scholar, don't talk about the conflict between us. If you implicate the child, then it's your fault?" Cheng Yaojin said with an unkind expression.
Kong Yingda's face immediately flushed red, "How can the Old Man be that kind of person!"
Cheng Yaojin used a suspicious gaze to size up Kong Yingda, which almost made Kong Yingda stomp his feet in anger.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Just as Kong Yingda was flustered and exasperated, Pande's sharp voice rang out in Taiji Palace.
"Greetings to His Majesty!"
Li Shimin wore a golden dragon robe and walked in with majestic steps.
"Beloved Official Kong, I heard that you have a memorial to the emperor regarding the country. Why aren't you here yet?"
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