Chapter 796

And that servant disciple of the Dongwen Academy, at this time, no longer had the composure from just now, and his forehead was already covered in sweat.

His mouth opened and closed, stammering, unable to say anything.

Seeing this, the instructor of the Dongwen Academy and a group of Qingyun Sect powerhouses were a bit anxious.

Chen Qingyu even gritted his teeth viciously.

"Speak, damn you!"

"Speak quickly!"

Facing the urging of everyone, this disciple was also anxious. In his confusion, he blurted out.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

Hmm???

This actually left Ye Changqing confused? This is lowering the difficulty? Even numbers came out?

Without thinking, he replied casually.

"Go up the mountain to hit a tiger?"

"Good, Changqing kid, well done."

As expected, another round of praise, but facing such praise, Ye Changqing really couldn't raise any interest; this stuff was only at the elementary school level in his previous life, right?

But even so, this servant disciple of the Dongwen Academy was even more panicked. He could even match this?

And Chen Qingyu and the others in the back were still urging. This disciple was also breaking the jar, following Ye Changqing's words and speaking randomly.

"Didn't hit the tiger."

Hmm???

"Hit a little squirrel?"

Are you playing solitaire here? Ye Changqing's expression became more and more complex, while the sweat on this Dongwen Academy disciple was already falling in large drops.

"Mou... mou... mou..."

"Speak!"

"Speak, damn you!"

"Speak, I... mou... mou... don't let the rat-like generation run away."

Hmm???

Sure enough, you want to play idiom solitaire, right? Ye Changqing was speechless, but still said without the slightest pause.

"Running away is the best strategy."

"Stra... stra... strategy... galloping horses."

"Riding the clouds and driving the mist."

"Mist... mist... mist... flowers in the mist."

"Flowers in the sky, wine on the ground."

A perfectly good poetry gathering was turned into idiom solitaire; Ye Changqing also didn't expect such a result.

But even so, this servant disciple of the Dongwen Academy still lost.

Jumping in anxiety, but he couldn't match it again. Seeing this, Ye Changqing said kindly.

"This Junior Brother, why don't we take a break? It's a poetry gathering, just stop when it's enough."

His original intention was to comfort him, but hearing this, this servant disciple immediately looked at Ye Changqing with bloodshot eyes, full of anger.

"What's wrong with this?"

The next second, pfft, blood gushed from his mouth, and then he fell straight down.

Hmm???

Seeing this, the Dongwen Academy powerhouse on the side stepped forward, and after a while, shook his head.

"No saving him."

Afterward, he even glared viciously at Ye Changqing, which left Ye Changqing confused.

No, this idiom solitaire even gambled with one's life?

Looking at the servant disciple who was carried away with a complex gaze, he thought, 'Why bother?'

Turning around and returning to his seat, as soon as he sat down, Fairy Baihua pounced on him impatiently.

"Husband, you are so amazing."

"Amazing?"

To this, Ye Changqing didn't feel that way at all.

"Of course amazing."

"Heh, alright."

He didn't want to explain anymore, and with the death of this servant disciple, the poetry and song segment of the Dongwen Academy could be said to have lost all face.

Chen Qingyu and a group of academy powerhouses had faces as gloomy as could be.

They thought they could slap the Dao Yi Sect in the face, who would have thought this would be the result.

"A bunch of trash."

Chen Qingyu even scolded the academy instructor with annoyance. Hearing this, the instructor apologized with a smile.

"Rest assured, Senior Sect, the following debate segment will definitely make the Dao Yi Sect look good."

"Better be."

Seeing Chen Qingyu in a bad mood, the instructor didn't dare to say more, and quickly stood up and said.

"Next is the debate segment. The topic this time: in the world's dynasties, is the monarch more important or the people more important?"

Debate? Hearing this, Ye Changqing also became interested, and the topic sounded normal at last.

It was better than the previous idiom solitaire.

Monarch more important or people more important, this was a question worth thinking about. He watched the field with interest, wondering how these Confucian cultivators would explain this topic, and whether there would be any refreshing views.

Soon, the Dongwen Academy side made the first move, and the leading personal disciple stood up and said.

"In my opinion, this topic is naturally that the monarch is more important. The monarch is the head of the country; only with a monarch can there be a country. At the same time, the monarch is the father, and the people are the children. The father is heavy and the child is light, so the monarch should be more important."

At least there was some level. Although Ye Changqing didn't agree, it was indeed much better than the previous idiom solitaire; at least it reached the level of his previous life's middle school, right? ===== CHAPTER 797 =====