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Kong Zhongzhi is now the Minister of Rites and the Minister of Revenue. He is extremely busy with the daily chores of the two ministries!

Upon receiving the news from the students of Anlu Academy, he immediately put aside all his official duties and rushed to Anlu Academy!

The teacher is out!

Why didn’t you tell me?

But on second thought, that’s true!

The person the teacher values ​​most in his life is the "disciple" who was not accepted as a disciple by the Ninth Princess!

In the eyes of that sage teacher, he and his colleagues were just a bunch of "useless people" and the worst class he had ever taught!

When Kong Zhongzhi arrived, Cheng Zhushou, An Luowei and Ye Haomo were drinking tea and chatting happily!

Kong Zhongzhi was curious about how Ye Xiuzhuan got to the table, but he didn't show it. After paying his respects to his teacher and the Ninth Princess, he sat down to drink tea together.

Cheng Zhushou glanced at his disciple, whose temperament had changed, and said sourly, "Zhongzhi, it seems that writing poetry and leaving your name in history has benefited you greatly!"

Kong Zhongzhi looked ashamed. He had already seen the poetry collection on the stone table that was opened to "To Zhongzhi" and could only nod silently.

"As the dean of such a genius, and with so many poems to his name, why don't you recruit him into the academy? How can you let his talent be buried in Corpse Sewing Street?"

Kong Zhongzhi bowed and said: "Teacher, he is obsessed with sewing corpses and does not want to study in the academy."

"I have tried to persuade him, but he has lost all desire to study, and I am helpless."

"Well... well." Sub-Sage Cheng Zhushou nodded regretfully: "A truly talented person will definitely have a temper!"

"That's all right! I won't blame you for your mistake in digging up this talent. Instead, I want to ask you, when did you become blind?"

Kong Zhongzhi: ???

"There's a writer like this in Anlu Academy who wrote a masterpiece that's all the rage in the capital. How could you possibly not know about this?"

"Zhongzhi! Even though you have entered the officialdom, please do not neglect the management of the academy!"

"Don't think that just because you know a genius corpse-stitcher who can give you a poem, you ignore the hidden talents among the people around you!"

As Cheng Zhushou spoke, he recited the poem "Ode to Xiang Ning".

"Not in the dust of the world, the last line of this poem is truly wonderful!"

Kong Zhongzhi was stunned on the spot and looked at Ye Haomo in confusion.

Ye Haomo also bowed and said modestly: "It's a humble work, Dean Kong, please forgive me for making fun of you!"

He was betting on these great scholars. If he didn't go to places like the Jiaofangsi, where there were red lights and whorehouses, he wouldn't be able to verify whether the "Mr. Ye" was really him!

The Second Sage Cheng Zhushou said calmly: "Although today's scholars lack some spiritual energy, there are still exceptions."

"Although that corpse tailor is incredibly talented, he hasn't received any systematic training after all, so he might not be able to produce more poems like this!"

"And with Hao Mo's poetry and ability, coupled with the systematic study at Anlu Academy, he will definitely have a third and fourth poem in the future!"

"So, Zhongzhi, don't just focus on that corpse-stitcher and ignore the talents around you just to leave a name in history!"

After Cheng Zhushou finished teaching Kong Zhongzhi a lesson, he sipped his tea gently!

Kong Zhongzhi's gaze left Ye Haomo and fell on Cheng Zhushou. He said, "Teacher, this poem... was also written by that corpse tailor."

"Poof..." Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhushou, who was drinking tea, sprayed out without caring about his image!

Ye Haomo's eyes widened instantly and he froze for a moment!

There was also a look of surprise and amusement in the eyes of the Ninth Princess. She seemed to enjoy watching the fun and was looking forward to the development of things!

Cheng Zhushou glared at Kong Zhongzhi: "Zhongzhi! Don't start talking nonsense just to shirk your responsibility for oversight because I said a few words to you!"

"Isn't it Mr. Ye who wrote the poem?"

"Why is it that corpse tailor?!"

Kong Zhongzhi nodded: "The corpse tailor's name is Ye Qianxuan, and he is the elder brother of this Ye Xiuzhuan."

"He has a very good relationship with Miss Xiangning. She's even willing to put up a no-entry sign for him!"

"I wrote a poem for Xiang Ning to increase her value. This poem was released by me, an official from the Ministry of Rites!"

"As an official of the Ministry of Rites, I have the responsibility to manage the Jiaofangsi. This matter is known to everyone in the Ministry, so I dare not speak nonsense."

"Really?" Cheng Zhushou was still a little unconvinced.

"Seriously! If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss Xiangning, or..." Kong Zhongzhi glanced at Ye Haomo coldly:

"Let Ye Xiuzhuan go to the Xiangning Villa of the Jiaofangsi and see if Miss Xiangning will pay any attention to him, the author of the poem 'Ode to Xiangning'!"

Ye Haomo's forehead was covered in cold sweat!

Finished!

Finished!

I forgot that Kong Zhongzhi has become the Minister of Rites!

Isn’t it all exposed now?

Hastily!

The Ninth Princess also looked at Ye Haomo sarcastically. This guy is so smart and really annoying!

Cheng Zhushou didn't care about Ye Haomo at all, and just kept muttering the poem "Ode to Xiang Ning".

How could a corpse tailor have such great talent!

Not only can he write so many good poems, but he can also give poems based on each person's characteristics!

The most important thing is that they have different styles and charms, but each one is a masterpiece!

Cheng Zhushou stood up suddenly and looked at Kong Zhongzhi: "Where is this Ye Qianxuan? I want to see him!"

His own disciples wrote several poems and left their names in history!

Even a top courtesan from the Imperial Music Bureau got a poem and became famous in the capital!

How can I, a sub-saint, just sit back and watch!

He also wants to get to know Ye Qianxuan!

He also wants Ye Qianxuan to write a poem!

"Master Ye has recently suffered a great disaster. He committed insubordination and severely injured General Hongxiu. He has been imprisoned in the Nine Gates Governor's Mansion and will be beheaded soon."

The Ninth Princess sipped her tea and spoke lightly as if unintentionally.

"what?!"

At that moment, Kong Zhongzhi, Ye Haomo, Cheng Zhushou were all stunned!

Kong Zhongzhi was busy with the affairs of the two ministries and had not visited Ye Qianxuan for a long time. He was completely unaware of this matter!

Could it be that Ye Xiaoyou already has the strength to seriously injure General Hongxiu?!

The last time I saw him, he was at the peak of his internal strength!

Ye Haomo has also been trying hard to climb up in Anlu Academy. He is busy dancing in front of Anlu Academy every day, doing many shady deals. He has not been home for a long time and has no idea that Xia Ruoxi was seriously injured by Ye Qianxuan!

When did that useless and lowly corpse-sewer become so capable!

Cheng Zhushou also frowned, then stood up and left!

Seeing this, Ye Haomo suddenly panicked!

He guessed what Cheng Zhushou was going to do, and immediately fell to the ground and said:

"Senior Sub-Sage! Even if my brother is not a lowly person, he has hurt my wife and his younger siblings. This is unacceptable according to etiquette and law!"

Ye Haomo used etiquette and law to threaten Cheng Zhushou not to take action!

"The sage said: 'Clever words and an insinuating appearance are symptomatic of humility. Zuo Qiuming was ashamed of them, and I am ashamed of them too. 'Hidden resentment while befriending a person is also ashamed of them. Zuo Qiuming is ashamed of them, and I am ashamed of them too.'"

Cheng Zhushou glanced at Ye Haomo coldly and said, "If you weren't the brother of Master Ye, I would have expelled you from the academy just because of your boastful attitude and flattering words!"

"Go away!"

As soon as Cheng Zhushou said this, the righteous energy came roaring, causing Ye Haomo to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground, unable to get up!

Afterwards, Cheng Zhushou rode the wind and left!

Such a great talent must not be beheaded because of a hypocritical wife!

That would be a loss for the Eastern Zhou Dynasty!

Kong Zhongzhi also rolled his eyes at Ye Haomo, too lazy to pay attention to him, and just followed the teacher on the wind!

The Ninth Princess slowly stood up and left Anlu Academy surrounded by her attendants. She never even glanced at Ye Haomo the entire time!

Ye Haomo's silver teeth had bitten his lips until they bled. At this moment, the hatred in his heart towards Ye Qianxuan had reached its peak!

After returning to the carriage, An Luowei took off her shoes, grabbed the pastry beside her, lay down on the carriage bed, and started eating without any image. She looked like a cynical and gluttonous little sister, and there was no trace of her gentle and noble appearance just now!

“It’s so tiring to pretend!”

"Sister! I've done what I promised you!"

"Now, you should tell me who that purple talisman belongs to!"

An Luowei bit the pastry, her beautiful eyes full of anticipation!