Chapter 179 There are tens of thousands of scholars in Dayu, but they are no match for Zhao Jun alone.
Accompanied by the appearance of the Bachelor of Shubungan.
To be more precise, it was Han Zou's words and performance that appeared in front of this group of celebrities from Beijing.
The air that was originally a bit turbulent due to the arrival of the scholars seemed to have been suddenly strangled and silenced.
"Zhao...Scholar Zhao? What did Han Banshan just say?"
A scholar stood stunned on the spot and muttered to himself.
"Hey, why did Han Banshan ignore Xu Hanlin and salute to Zhao Duan?"
In the distance, an unknown official's family member, a lady, made a surprised sound.
At this moment, many people suspected that they had heard wrongly.
Well, maybe it was just that Han Zou was in awe of the Zhao thief's status as a favorite, so he greeted him politely - this is the most reasonable explanation.
But then, the dialogue between the two parties ruthlessly shattered their illusions.
"Haha, it's not hard to guess. You guys came a little later than I expected," Zhao Duan nodded lightly and asked:
"Where is the Grand Master?"
"At the back." Han Zhou replied.
At this time, the other bachelors also came over.
Guo Jieyuan, a master of finance, always smiles when he meets people, but his smile was particularly sincere and hearty at this moment. He hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "Scholar Zhao, thanks to the mathematical algorithm you taught me the day before yesterday, I ended the matter at hand early. I still have some doubts about the numbering technique, and I would like to ask you for advice later."
Zhao Duan smiled and nodded: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Then, the third bachelor bowed his hands and said, "Scholar Zhao."
Then came fourth.
Fifth place...
The eight young bachelors in the first batch of Xiuwen Hall have been very popular in Beijing recently. Countless scholars have crossed the threshold but have no chance to meet them.
A cold group.
However, at this moment, the young scholars who were racked their brains and fawning over by countless literati in the capital were lined up.
The first thing I did when I entered Zhaiyuan was to come over and say hello to Zhao Duan.
Even Wang You, the most arrogant son of the Minister of Rites, with his nostrils turned upward, was silent for a moment after catching a glimpse of the surrounding scene, and nodded towards Zhao Duan.
It's like a ridiculous farce.
No.
The protagonist of the farce is of course not Zhao Duan, but the group of literati who had planned for a long time and gathered to attack.
Xu Hanlin, the arrogant little expert just now, stood frozen on the spot.
He hadn't lowered his hand-over-hand gesture yet, but no one present looked at him.
Perhaps Hanlin no longer wanted to be angry, he was just stunned and didn't understand what happened.
It is even suspected that these bachelors are disguised.
Otherwise, how could the most arrogant and talented man be so polite to an ignorant and cruel official?
That is not an ordinary reverence for power, but a kind of...
Respect.
Yes, respect.
Can……
How is it possible?
Next to him, Chen Zhengru, who was dressed as a scholar and was also a bachelor, looked no better than a student.
Every bachelor's salute was like a hammer hitting his heart hard.
Why?
Is it just because of power?
Just because the person named Zhao is His Majesty's favorite?
Just make people like you grovel?
In such horror, this rotten scholar even ignored the title "Scholar Zhao", and a ball of fire rose in his chest.
He is jealous.
Jealous of Yu, Han Zhi and others only talked to Zhao Duan but turned a blind eye to him.
"The Grand Master is here!"
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Chen Zhengru looked up and saw that behind the scholars, he was belatedly arriving with a few octogenarians accompanying him.
Dong Xuan was still wearing crimson academic robes, with white hair and beard, and sharp eyes.
Although he is old, he still has the aura of a tiger walking like a dragon when walking.
This person will come over, look around, and frown around.
"I've seen the president." Chen Zhengru stepped forward and spoke. Dong Xuan was in charge of the Hanlin Academy, and the two of them had a superior-subordinate relationship.
"Chen Zhengru? If you are not in the inner courtyard, what are you doing here? What is going on?"
Master Dong's eyes swept over everyone, and he seemed to have noticed something was wrong.
His eyes suddenly locked on Dong Da, surprised:
"Are you there too?"
"My grandson has met my grandfather!" Shusheng Dong bowed and saluted, not daring to go beyond the rules.
After saluting, he remembered his third brother. He glanced over and saw the figure of the playboy sneaking out. He couldn't help but get angry: "Third brother! Where are you going? Why don't you come over to see your grandfather?"
Plop... Third Young Master Dong shivered with fright...
Kneel again.
"Headmaster, it's like this. This Zhao Du'an is so arrogant that he actually wants to kill the third young master with his sword..." Chen Zhengru took advantage of every opportunity and distorted the facts.
Dong Da was now emboldened and interrupted immediately, saying displeasedly: "Grand Scholar Chen, don't listen to rumors."
Then, he looked at his grandfather and described what happened in neutral words.
Finally, he said with shame: "The third brother is at fault. As an elder brother, my grandson failed to fulfill his responsibilities of discipline. I beg my grandfather to punish me."
After Master Dong heard what had happened, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes slowly narrowed on his face, as if he understood something.
Xu Hanlin changed his expression slightly and suddenly said loudly: "Grand Master, even if this matter is indeed caused by the Third Young Master, Zhao Duan actually wants to use force and even calls you by your name without any respect. It's really... …”
Zhao Duan was too lazy to listen. He looked directly at Dong Xuan and said calmly: "Grand Master, it seems that your guess yesterday was correct. There has been a lot of public opinion recently and someone is indeed making trouble."
Master Dong sighed.
Suddenly looking at the mother and daughter of Eugene Hua, this important official of the dynasty and a leading figure in the literary world suddenly cupped his hands and said apologetically: "I, the Dong family, have failed to educate their children, which frightened the Zhao family's mistress and Ling Ai. I am really ashamed. , I will apologize on his behalf, and I will send a small gift to my house later to express my apology."
Eugene Hua and Zhao Pan were completely confused.
The whole experience was like a roller coaster ride for them.
Just now I thought that a disaster was coming, but I didn't want to take a turn.
When the famous Han Banshan was so polite and respectful to his elder brother, the mother and daughter's brains shut down.
But at this moment, the imperial master of the day condescended to condescend to apologize to these two common women...
This is something neither mother nor daughter could have dreamed of.
"Too...the master is too polite..."
Eugene Flower stammered, at a loss, and looked at her stepson for help.
Zhao Duan smiled and said:
"The grand master said so, so let's forget about it."
Master Dong glanced at him gratefully.
Then he turned his head and looked indifferently at the third young master who was kneeling on the ground, completely stunned, and scolded:
"Why don't you go back? Are you going to continue to embarrass me here?"
"Ah...yes..." The third young master was obedient. How could he be a bit unruly?
"Grandfather...you know Brother Zhao? What did Bachelor Han call him...just now?"
After his younger brother ran away in a hurry, Dong Da finally came back to his senses and asked the question that everyone wanted most.
Why exactly?
Isn’t it said in the public that Grand Master Dong hates this cruel official the most? Why...is this so?
When Master Dong saw him, his expression softened slightly, he turned around slowly, and scanned all the scholars present.
That sharp gaze swept across, no one dared to look at him, they all lowered their heads timidly.
Even Chen Zhengru, his mind was blank and speechless.
"Ha," Master Dong sneered in a low voice with complicated emotions:
"What a great battle.
I have heard a lot of gossip these days, and I didn't want to pay attention to it, but I never thought that you would intensify, carry my banner, and use tricks on occasions like today.
It is even more calculated on the descendants of my Dong family, which is very good, very good. "
His tone was calm, but what he said made all the scholars who had just participated in the attack sweat and feel cold all over.
I realized that I was afraid that after today, I and others would no longer have a place in Shilin.
Thinking of this, some scholars actually raised their heads and said:
"Why is the Grand Master so respectful to a cruel official who is ignorant and incompetent?"
They don't understand!
Even more aggrieved, many people here joined in the condemnation because of the rumors that Grand Master Dong hated Zhao Duan.
Now, I suddenly feel like I was stabbed in the back.
Grand Master Dong was extremely angry and laughed:
"What a good reason, then I will tell you why today!
It is the so-called cool official who is unlearned and unskilled in your mouth. As a foreign bachelor, he participated in the formulation of the new policy of the imperial court and built the skeleton of the new policy. , the rest of the bachelor's work is nothing more than filling flesh and blood!
In fact, his contribution alone exceeds that of the entire Xiuwen Hall!
Aren't you curious why Han Zhi and others admire him? That's why!
This is what you call uneducated and unskilled, and this is the military officer you shamelessly despise!
Literary men kill people without mentioning the sword, but just criticize them with words and pens. Now you want to criticize Bachelor Zhao of my literary school with words and pens. What kind of attitude should I have for you? "
After a pause, the octogenarian grand master suddenly let out a "poof" and shook his head in disappointment:
"A bunch of flattering people."
He turned his head again, looked at Chen Zhengru and Xu Hanlin, and snorted:
"A bunch of idiots."
silence.
In this outer garden, there seemed to be no sound except the voice of the old master.
Even in the distance, the monks in Shenlong Temple who were responsible for receiving guests looked at each other and clasped their hands together.
Among the Zhaiyuan Dharma Conferences in the past, this must be the most dramatic one in the past century.
And all of this stems from the young man standing calmly in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.
A monk praised in a low voice:
"After today, Zhao Duan's name will be like thunder in the scholarly community of Dayu."
There are tens of thousands of scholars in Dayu, but today, they are defeated by only Zhao Jun.
(End of chapter)