0p0 Chapter 42 A Man of Words, His Words Become Law
Chapter 42 A Man of Words, His Words Become Law
Wow!
A bunch of little kids, the youngest being three and the oldest six—there was no other way, they'd look down on the introductory classes if they got any older—rushed up and got into a fight with a group of adult scholars.
Xiao Erke was stunned: "You brats, are you all crazy!"
"Damn it, you dare to slap me in the face!"
"You've got some nerve, now get your ass on!"
The scholar initially suffered a loss, and no one expected that these children would actually dare to fight.
But when they actually started fighting, the adults were no match for any number of children.
Several scholars slapped the two children a few times, making them cry loudly.
Xiao Erke raised his hand, ready to strike the young prince: "You brat, you deserve to be hit too!"
What a bad day! I didn't even get to bully the guy who was trying to bully my brother.
He was punched and kicked a few times by a group of kids.
He was furious and was about to attack the leader of the children.
"My mother is the eldest princess!" the young prince roared.
Whoosh!
Xiao Erke's hand froze in mid-air: "Huh?"
"My father is the Marquis of Wu'an!" a child shouted, and the scholar who had just slapped him immediately trembled.
"My uncle is the Grand Commandant!" another child shouted, and the scholar at his feet immediately froze.
"My mother is a third-rank imperial consort!"
"My grandfather was the Earl of Zhongyong!"
"My sister was a fifth-rank imperial concubine before the Empress Dowager!"
"My grandma is..."
As the children began to speak, the once lively battle scene suddenly became quiet.
The scholars who participated in the battle were all pale-faced and wide-eyed.
They were from ordinary official and merchant families.
Compared to those from humble backgrounds, they still have some confidence.
But how come all these kids have such important backgrounds!
Their slaps weren't hitting the child's bottom at all; they were hitting the handle of the guillotine!
Xiao Erke was dumbfounded: "No, what are you all doing here!"
He panicked.
They only came to deal with Su Yun, so why did this group of princes and nobles show up?
The person I was about to punch was the son of the current emperor's sister, the eldest princess!
Snapped!
Another slap landed on Xiao Erke's face.
"Stop! Stop!" He was dizzy and his vision was blurry. "We are scholars; we can only use our mouths, not our hands..."
"Pah!" A child spat at him excitedly.
"Why didn't you say anything when you were bullying me? Now you've suddenly remembered you're a scholar?"
"Su Yun!" The young prince's eyes were full of pride as he reached out a firm hand and pulled Su Yun up.
"Once you're called 'boss,' you're a boss for life."
"You think highly of me, so from now on, I'll protect you!"
He was better than me in every way, yet he still treated me like an older brother.
I acknowledge this feeling, and I must acknowledge it!
Su Yun's eyes were also full of brotherly affection as he shook hands with him tightly: "Big Brother!"
The young prince's voice choked with emotion: "Yes!"
The scholar, whose feet were being trampled by the child, said: "No, can you please stop being so moved?"
"I haven't even hit it yet, can you let me get up first..."
hum!
"I'm in the dining hall!"
Master Yue's voice appeared simultaneously with his physical presence.
Seeing the chaotic scene around him, he flew into a rage: "Why are you fighting in the school dormitory!"
The young prince pointed at Xiao Erke and preemptively declared, "They bullied Su Yun, so we took action!"
Master Yue glanced around and found that only two children were covering their bottoms.
Meanwhile, the older scholars were all bruised and battered.
Just kidding, who would dare to hit these kids!
Master Yue frowned: "Their mistakes are their own responsibility, why are you fighting!"
The young prince cried out anxiously, "I didn't! They attacked first..."
Master Yue snorted: "Why are they only looking for you and not others!"
He could tell right from wrong at a glance, but since it had already happened, it was worth taking advantage of it.
These descendants of princes and nobles were still somewhat arrogant in normal times.
This is a good opportunity to give them a lecture and teach them some lessons.
At least we can't fight, right?
First, give both sides equal punishment, and after they have been educated, handle the matter fairly. This way, both sides can achieve their goals.
Ding!
A voice came to Su Yun's ear.
[Wow, you found all of Xiao Erke's clones so quickly.]
[And let the people punish him.]
[Excellent! Your reputation will greatly increase after this.]
The people of these worlds will be grateful to you.
[Task Reward: A literary advisor.]
Su Yun felt a warmth in her chest and a fullness in her stomach, but without the turbid, mixed feeling of grains.
That's a refined air; a person with knowledge and learning naturally exudes elegance!
"Is the mission complete?"
"too easy!"
Xiao Erke's talent was utterly worthless, but thanks to the protagonist, he still gained many benefits.
If it were placed before the final battle, it would be extremely difficult to capture.
But if he were a thousand years ahead of time, let alone creating an avatar, he would have only just begun his cultivation!
This group of children, in the eyes of others, are descendants of royalty and nobility.
But from the Demon Lord's perspective, they were nothing more than larger ants, ordinary "people".
They gave him a few slaps, which served as a form of punishment.
“And you, Su Yun!” Master Yue said.
He adores Su Yun and can't stand seeing her being bullied.
But neither inscriptions nor ancient books could stump this super student.
Master Yue should seize the opportunity to teach Su Yun a lesson: "It takes two to tango, and you're also at fault if you start fighting!"
The young prince, being still quite young, didn't understand the old scholar's sophistry and immediately looked aggrieved: "Little brother, it's my fault for not protecting you well..."
Snapped!
Su Yun stepped forward and slapped Xiao Erke across the face.
Master Yue's eyes widened: "You—"
Su Yun said in a serious tone, "Master, you see, isn't it just a slap in the face?"
Master Yue sighed, "This child is still too young."
They were in the right initially, but now they're in the wrong.
Let's just give each of them equal blame, so they'll learn their lesson...
Xiao Erke still doesn't understand that he is facing an extremely biased situation.
He was slapped, but instead of being angry, he was delighted: "Su Yun, you dare to hit someone in front of the teacher!"
"You brat, you're asking for it!"
Su Yun said, "Then you should give it a try too."
hum!
Suddenly, the entire academy trembled.
In the center of the academy, a white jade statue seemed to resonate with Su Yun's words, emitting a buzzing vibration.
Xiao Erke's body stiffened instantly, trembling as if he were resisting with all his might.
But his right hand still involuntarily rose up.
He slapped himself hard across the face.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Xiao Erke slapped his own face repeatedly.
He was terrified: "My hand, my hand is moving by itself!"
"Help! Ah! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! It hurts!"
Master Yue watched, his eyes widening further and further.
Ignoring Xiao Erke's hand, he continued to slap Xiao Erke's face repeatedly.
Until they beat him until his head was as black as a pig's head.
Instead, he turned around with great surprise: "The literary advisor?!"
"The spirit of the book has appeared, and literary energy resonates!"
Master Yue clearly sensed that the pure energy within Su Yun's body resonated strongly with the scholarly atmosphere of the academy.
The power left behind by the Book Fairy in the academy actually assisted such a young child, enabling him to make his words come true!
That's a literary talent!
One of the most coveted and desired supernatural abilities of scholars!
A few days ago, the Imperial Preceptor came to visit, and Master Yue was still disappointed that such a promising talent as Su Yun should go and learn Taoist magic.
Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he developed the courage to write!
The Confucian scholar emphasizes that words should be lawful and eloquent.
For those of lower cultivation levels, its suppressive power is even stronger than that of Daoist magic.
However, when confronting a stronger opponent, one often gets injured as soon as one utters a word of Dharma.
With literary courage comes a spirit that can shake the heavens and the earth!
From then on, no matter how exaggerated his words were, even if it caused a saint to fall or an emperor to be resurrected, he would not destroy his own foundation!
Among all the scholars in the Tianyuan Realm, there are only three who can cultivate literary courage!
Su Yun has developed literary courage, and the refined atmosphere of the academy will unconsciously assist him, enabling him to speak with authority.
A three-year-old child could command a ninth-rank Confucian scholar within the academy.
What a miracle this is!
Perhaps in a few more days, he will be able to condense a wisdom mind!
"Yun'er, when will you develop literary courage?!"