After Kong Yingda finished cursing, he still felt unsatisfied.

Then he turned and roared at the servant who was standing outside the door, none of whom he knew:

"Go and find me a scroll of bamboo slips. The heavier the better."

This tattered paper tube is like a tickle when you hit someone; it doesn't show any sincerity in my teaching and nurturing.

After witnessing Kong Yingda's power, how could the servants dare to be negligent?

Before long, a servant came running in carrying a thick scroll of bamboo slips.

Kong Yingda took it and weighed it in his hand.

Then he nodded in satisfaction.

He turned around and grabbed Zhao Zixuan, who was still somewhat dazed.

"Snapped!"

The bamboo slip in his hand struck Zhao Zixuan hard on the back.

Zhao Zixuan screamed in pain as he was hit, but he didn't dare to dodge at all.

If he offends Kong Yingda, his future career in literature will basically be over.

Kong Yingda shouted as he smoked:

"To learn and then practice what you have learned is a pleasure, isn't it? Do you know what that means?"

Zhao Zixuan endured the pain and desperately begged for mercy:

"Grand Tutor, please spare me! I know I was wrong."

"You know you're wrong, my foot."

I'll teach you today. What I mean is, once you've learned how to fight, you should practice regularly. Wouldn't that be more enjoyable?

Look how happy I am right now.

Li Gang, who was standing next to him, twitched at the corner of his mouth and gave Li Chengqian a dissatisfied look.

This fallacy was definitely taught by Li Chengqian.

Several esteemed scholars, including Master Wang, stared in astonishment at the scene before them, their mouths agape.

Is this still the same Kong Chongyuan who valued etiquette the most?

This guy is a complete scoundrel.

Seeing his disciple suffering, Master Wang had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, bowing respectfully:

"Mr. Chongyuan, although Zixuan's words were offensive, his crime does not warrant death."

Your use of vigilante justice is truly an insult to civility.

Kong Yingda stopped and threw the bamboo slips in his hand on the ground.

"Disgraceful to culture? When he was forcing people to write poetry, why didn't you say it was disgraceful to culture?"

"Why didn't you stop him when he was barking and howling like that, taking advantage of his status?"

Old Wang's face turned red from the rebuke, and he stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

"Let me tell you. Even if the Heavenly King himself came today, I would still set rules for this brat."

After finishing his tirade, Kong Yingda wanted to continue his physical assault.

Li Gang couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up:

"Kong Chongyuan, that's enough."

Young people who want to show off in front of their loved ones can simply be taught a lesson.

"You really want to beat someone to death?"

To everyone's surprise, Kong Yingda completely ignored Li Gang, picked up the bamboo slips that had been thrown on the ground, and started again.

Li Chengqian then spoke up:

"Grand Tutor, don't just hit his back. That area is thick with flesh, and he won't learn his lesson if you hit him there."

A blow to the lower back hurts, but it's not fatal. That's the true meaning of benevolence.

Kong Yingda paused in his work and turned to look at Li Chengqian.

He immediately adjusted his angle and stabbed at Zhao Zixuan's lower back.

"Aww!!!"

Zhao Zixuan screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Kong Yingda responded excitedly:

"Thank you for your guidance, young master. I understand now."

This is the meaning of "the benevolent are invincible." Once the wicked are all crippled, the world will be at peace.

Li Gang shook his head helplessly.

He came with Li Chengqian today, so he definitely has to protect the Crown Prince's reputation.

All I could say was:

"Wen Yuan's teaching method has a strong resemblance to the style of the pre-Qin period."

Such ungrateful fools deserve to be dealt with using such swift and decisive methods.

Trying to reason with them? Do they even deserve it?

Li Tai and Changsun Chong huddled in a corner, watching this scene with expressions of horror.

"Cousin, is this old Confucius possessed? Does he usually teach his students like this at the Imperial Academy?"

Changsun Chong said with a mournful face:

"How would I know? If my dad knew I'd messed with this living devil today, he'd break my legs."

Why is this old man suddenly so violent? He wasn't like this before.

Li Tai shrank back in fear and hid behind Changsun Chong.

He was afraid that Kong Yingda would go on a killing spree and wipe him out as well.

Kong Yingda looked around and said in a very domineering manner:

"Is there anyone else who would like to discuss the meaning of the scriptures with me?"

Those present lowered their heads as Kong Yingda looked at them.

This included Li Gang's disciples and several great Confucian scholars.

Unfortunately, the literary world is also severely hierarchical.

Kong Yingda is a man at the top of the food chain.

Only Li Chengqian dared to fool him.

Don't you see that even Li Chengqian didn't dare to throw a tantrum at Kong Yingda?

Offending this old Deng is equivalent to offending the entire literary world.

The name "Kong Family" is not just a figurehead.

Zheng Qiuying is now completely petrified.

Looking at Zhao Zixuan rolling around on the ground, she felt her head spinning.

All I wanted was a poem from Li Chengqian, how did things turn out like this?

Seeing that the commotion had subsided, Li Chengqian stood up and walked over to Li Gang and Kong Yingda.

"Gentlemen, today's poetry gathering is quite lively."

"It's getting late, we should head back. Qingque has to get up early to memorize her lessons tomorrow."

When Li Tai heard the words "reciting texts," he almost burst into tears on the spot.

"Indeed, I will verify the King of Yue's endorsement tomorrow. Let's stop here for today."

Li Gang also stood up and, together with Kong Yingda, followed Li Chengqian away from there.

From beginning to end, Li Chengqian's gaze did not linger on Zheng Qiuying for even a second.

After leaving Qujiang Pool, Li Chengqian parted ways with Li Gang and Kong Yingda.

As they were walking, Changsun Chong suddenly approached Li Chengqian and asked:

"Your Highness, why did you have Cui Hao deliver the money and provisions to my house? Wouldn't it have been better to deliver them directly to the Eastern Palace?"

Li Chengqian glanced at Changsun Chong and revealed a wicked smile.

"Your dad's been too idle lately; he's been scheming against me all day."

I'll find him something to do, something to keep him moving."

Changsun Chong swallowed hard, already beginning to pray for his father.

Why did you have to mess with this living devil of all people?

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