Chapter 168
"They're about to get into a fight."
Lin Yunwan's article was sent over, but when Ah Fu came back, he saw a quarrel over there.
Qi Lingheng paused and said, "There will be another fight."
Ah Fu's eyes widened, and he took a step forward and asked, "What did the girl write in that article?"
Xiruo was also very curious.
Lin Yunwan said softly: "There are many disciples of psychology and Neo-Confucianism among the students in Jishan Society. I use the theory of Neo-Confucianism to defend psychology. Those who are from the psychology school will feel very contradictory, and those from the Neo-Confucian school will be dissatisfied."
In short, she wrote a Neo-Confucian article disguised as the science of psychology.
Ah Fu didn't understand anything else, but he understood the temper of scholars very well.
They may not fight for gold or silver, but they will fight for a word of different ideas.
"This... I'm afraid there's going to be a fight!"
Ah Fu stood nearby waiting to watch the show.
Qi Lingheng stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes slightly darkened.
In the courtyard, the situation became more and more intense, and the quarrels became louder and louder. Someone who couldn't control his temper began to push and push.
Ah Fu smiled: "Hey, you really did it!"
If Xiruo is skilled, she knows how a person will react when he wants to take action.
She whispered to Lin Yunwan: "...the people around Master Yan want to take action."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around Yan Jingzong had already raised their fists with the person next to him. The other person touched the bleeding corner of his mouth and punched him hard. The situation was completely out of control.
"It's a mess, it's a mess!"
Ah Fu looked very nervous and said with a smile: "These scholars seem to have no strength in their hands, so their attacks are quite heavy."
Punch to the flesh.
The bamboos outside grew thickly, blocking part of the view. Lin Yunwan took a step forward to observe the few scholars she had selected.
Xiruo also stood nearby, watching what would happen to the scholars in the courtyard during this quarrel.
"Girl, someone is trying to break up the fight."
Ah Fu also followed Xiruo and said, "This is a guy who knows how to break up fights. Look, he actually deflected the fight! This makes the fight even worse!"
Sure enough, more and more people are participating in the fights.
"Yan Jingzong...hey, this kid is so smart, he hid in the corner."
Ah Fu stared closely at Yan Jingzong and saw him ordering his book boy to leave the courtyard, so he said: "Hey, what did he... let the book boy do?"
Qi Lingheng said calmly: "Of course I'll ask the owner of the garden to take charge of the situation."
No one can control the situation, but if you borrow someone else's garden, you have to give the owner some face.
At this time, the only option is to ask the owner of the garden.
Ah Fu smiled and praised Yan Jingzong: "He is still really calm."
Lin Yunwan also smiled lightly: "It's more than just calmness."
"What else did Miss Lin see?"
Qi Lingheng's voice was gentler and lower.
Lin Yunwan paused and told him one by one: "He is also a disciple of Xinxue. He didn't get angry after hearing the article I wrote. It shows that this person is broad-minded and can tolerate others."
"My classmates and friends got into a fight. Seeing that his persuasion was useless, he took a step back. At the worst moment, in order to protect himself, he silently retreated to the wall and told the book boy to invite someone."
Qi Lingheng listened with great interest: "What can you see from this?"
Lin Yunwan glanced at him.
The prince should be better at looking at people than she is, right? Isn't this obvious enough?
Seeing that Qi Lingheng was silent and seemed to be really asking her what she meant, she replied: "It is benevolence to advise classmates, it is courtesy to take a step back, it is wisdom to protect oneself, and it is kindness to let the book boy ask someone to calm the dispute."
Qi Lingheng's smile became deeper and deeper: "It seems that the man you like most today is him."
Lin Yun was silent.
This Yan Jingzong is indeed very good and a good match.
I just don’t know if he has a responsible person.
Ah Fu pointed to the door of the courtyard and said with a smile: "The garden manager is here."
Zhao Jingyi only came here occasionally to listen to the scholars from Jishan Society talking about books and Taoism... It was not because he liked hearing this, but because he was afraid that if there was a society forming in his garden, it would be troublesome if something critical of the imperial court was spread.
He happens to be away today.
"Ah! This Yan Jingzong is indeed a good one."
Ah Fu was very surprised that Yan Jingzong was still so calm at this time.
I saw him taking three steps and two steps at a time, marching forward through the crowd, walking up to the steward, bowing and speaking.
Ah Fu sighed: "It's a pity that I can't hear what was said."
Lin Yunwan had no regrets, her eyes brightened slightly: "No matter what he said, he made it clear in just a few words - the manager has already sent people to arrest the people who took the lead in the attack."
The guards who followed captured the thief first and captured the king first. As soon as they came up, they separated the ones who had beaten the hardest.
Ah Fu said with a smile: "Shizi Yan is awesome - he can't speak clearly in three or two sentences, and the manager can't bring people to separate them."
Lin Yunwan nodded.
That's the truth.
She was so fascinated that she realized that she could no longer hear Qi Lingheng's voice. She turned her head slightly and looked over. The prince seemed to be looking at it very seriously.
"It's not over yet."
Qi Lingheng said suddenly.
They continued to look over, and sure enough, it wasn't over yet.
Ah Fu said: "These scholars... are the most talkative. How could the steward of Jishan Garden say anything about them?"
Lin Yunwan paused and said: "A steward is just a steward after all. He can manage people, but he cannot administer justice."
The scholars asked the steward to come over and evaluate the management... What could the steward come up with?
He couldn't even read the article that provoked the conflict!
The steward could say a few words at first, but then the scholars started arguing again... There were descendants of Jiang Qian's scholarly family on both sides. He didn't want to offend anyone, so he had no choice but to do Tai Chi: "Hey... stop arguing, stop fighting!"
"Speak well if you have something to say."
"How can one article be worth such a big fight?"
Seeing that I couldn't hold it back anymore, the manager had one head and two heads.
Yan Jingzong stood up because he wanted to say something, but he was young, not one of the best in his family, and had nothing to say.
Someone with a loud voice will drown out his voice.
Ah Fu shook his head: "He's still a scholar! It's just like quarreling with vendors at the vegetable market."
Qi Lingheng chuckled lightly and said, "Let's go."
Ah Fu didn't understand and followed him blankly: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"
Qi Lingheng glanced at Lin Yunwan first, and then said to Ah Fu: "You said it, it's just like quarreling with people at the vegetable market. If I don't go, how will they end up?"
Lin Yunwan bowed her knees and greeted him respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Qi Lingheng smiled and took Ah Fu over.
Lin Yunwan and Xiruo stood in front of the window. The familiar figures came into view again, and the scholars suddenly fell silent.
They all said in unison: "Greetings to King Huan."
Qi Lingheng walked to the front, his face was very calm, but his tone was still gentle: "Bring the article to me and take a look."
The steward raised his hands.
Qi Lingheng pretended to read it as if it was his first time.
Then he asked those who were quarreling one by one.
Lin Yunwan didn't know what Qi Lingheng asked, but she saw that those few people were speechless. The situation was suddenly brought under control. The chattering scholars suddenly became quiet, and the bamboo in front of the attic rustled in the wind.
