Chapter 637 Holding the sword
Cui Yixian stepped forward with a blank face, and came to his uncle.
The members of the Cui clan on the side quickly got up and made way for Cui Yixian to sit down.
"I have read the school rules and regulations of the Academy, which mentioned that the candidates for each term of mountain chief should be recommended by the previous mountain chief, and only those who get more than 70% of the votes of all the tenured doctors of the academy can be elected. selected.
If the votes do not exceed 70%, the head of the mountain needs to recommend additional candidates to compete for the position together. "
The old patriarch of the Cui family calmed down and said calmly: "Chen Danqiu's current position of mountain chief is only verbally approved by Lian Xuanxiao, and has not been voted by the tenured doctors of the academy, so it is not in compliance with the rules.
This is one of them. "
"Is there another one?"
Cui Yixian asked coldly.
"have."
The patriarch of the Cui clan nodded and said: "The process is not complete, and Chen Danqiu's position as the mountain leader is invalid. It is enough to start a meeting, organize a lifetime doctor, and re-election."
Cui Yixian was unmoved, "This rule is rarely used."
The Academy has always had a tradition of supporting the horse and sending it off. It is rare for the previous mountain chief to pass away unexpectedly and it is too late to recommend a successor.
It is also rare that the position of the head of the mountain is unresolved, and the two factions are fighting each other openly and secretly.
"But not without precedent."
The old patriarch smiled slightly, "The third."
He took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it out.
Under the influence of thoughts, the envelope floated steadily in front of Cui Yixian, and he reached out to take it and opened it.
There is only a thin page inside the envelope, and the content is very simple. It is the household registration certificate of a man surnamed Chen.
"This is the information of Chen Danqiu's father."
The old patriarch said leisurely: "He was originally a small nobleman in Jing country, but because of his enmity with the local tyrants, he fled to Yu country, and met a noble lady in Zhao County.
With his good looks and eloquence, he became a son-in-law and gave birth to Chen Danqiu. Relying on the relationship in the woman's family, he quietly changed his household registration.
That is to say, Chen Danqiu is actually from Jing.
Hehe, this information has long been dusty in the Zhaojun document library, and it has been eaten up for many years. It was a coincidence that a friend of mine found it.
I'm afraid Chen Danqiu himself doesn't even know. Of course, it is also possible that he knew it and didn't take it to heart. "
Cui Yixian read through the naturalization documents word by word, and with a move of the sword, the paper was smashed into ashes—this is a handwritten copy, and the original must have been hidden by the old patriarch.
"It doesn't matter."
Cui Yixian's tone was cold, Yu Guo didn't value blood, there were several generals and ministers of Hu blood in the imperial court, and there were lifelong doctors from other countries in the academy.
"It really doesn't matter at other times, but it's different now."
The old patriarch sipped his tea and said with a smile: "At today's funeral, I could clearly see that most of the doctors from other countries were sitting on the edge of the cemetery. Those who are near Lian Xuanxiao's tomb are all from the country of Yu.
If it is said that Yu State’s previous war preparations were to resist foreign humiliation and defend the country,
Then after Lian Xuanxiao smashed the Zhou Palace, attacked and killed the Turkic priests, and cut down the peak of Taihao Mountain, the only possibility left was the war of destroying the country.
No matter which country is destroyed.
The undercurrent is already surging. At this moment, those doctors from other countries must have been monitored by the Supervision Department.
Anyone who is not of my race must have a different heart, this sentence is not just talking.
Under such circumstances, will the tenured doctors of Yu nationality, who account for the majority of the total number, accept a person of Jing country blood who conceals it and does not report it as their mountain leader?
Don't forget, the temple where Chen Danqiu is currently in retreat is a holy place for learning. "
The old patriarch's every word was stern, and he insisted on Chen Danqiu's Jing country blood, but Cui Yixian still had a flat expression, showing no emotion.
"Another point."
The old patriarch paused, and said slowly: "Yixian, the school has been passed down to this day, and there are a total of more than forty mountain chiefs and hundreds of divisions.
Among all the divisions, those who were born in Qiwang with the five surnames and were related to Qiwang with the five surnames accounted for more than 30%. And among them, how many people can become mountain leaders?
The answer is no.
Even according to the rules of taking turns to sit on the bank, this result is impossible.
For so many years, the Academy and Li Yu's royal family have always been wary of our family. Even though we have pulled out our minions, disarmed us, and retreated every step of the way, they still don't regard us as a member of the Yu Kingdom.
Yixian, you have worked in the academy for many years, and the number of demons and evil spirits you have killed for the academy far exceeds that of Chen Danqiu who sits firmly on the Diaoyutai and rarely goes out.
Why is he not you? Just by Lian Xuanxiao's words, this position belongs to him, Chen Danqiu? "
“.”
I don't know which sentence touched my nerves, Cui Yixian frowned, looked around at everyone present, and said coldly: "The head of the mountain has just been buried, and you called me here just to say that?"
An acquaintance of the elders of the clan also persuaded: "Yixian, we are not trying to betray Yu State, but to seek peace for the whole family and future generations.
Just imagine, if the position of the mountain chief still belongs to Chen Danqiu, what will happen when the talisman of guarding the mountains and rivers dissipates, the war of destroying the country breaks out, and the country of Yu forces our family's children to go to the battlefield?
You have the heart to watch your nephews and juniors lose their lives in vain?
Tantai Leshan is a scholar without ambition. Xue Che is a reckless warrior, nothing to worry about. Xi Yangyu's identity is suspicious, and he has no room to argue with you.
Now is the best opportunity. If you can ascend to the position of mountain leader, the family can save unnecessary sacrifices.
Retire, in case the decline of Yu State appears, we can also have one more bargaining chip with Taihaoshan. "
"Exactly."
Another elder in the clan also said: "Lian Xuanxiao did a great job. He cut down the peak of Taihao Mountain, severely injured Haotian's head teacher, tore off the last trace of face of both sides, and pushed Yu Guo to the point of no return.
At this moment, in Chang'an City, there are more than one or two families like us who are discussing how to find a way forward.
It also includes those dignitaries in the two capitals who shouted loudly about "promoting the Jade Dragon to die as the king" and "sleeping with the country"-everyone is doing this. "
Cui Yixian's eyelids twitched slightly, and he turned his head slowly, looking at his uncle who hesitated to speak, "Uncle, what about you?"
"Yixian, I,"
The uncle rubbed his palms together, lowered his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm also the one who holds grandchildren."
To entertain his grandchildren and enjoy his old age peacefully, this is his pursuit for the rest of his life.
There is no coercion or threat from within the family at all, and it is entirely out of his personal will to come forward to persuade Cui Yixian today.
“.”
Cui Yixian fell into a long silence. At the dinner table, the eyes focused on him were either hopeful, worried, or begging. All the clansmen were waiting for his answer.
brush.
Under the table, Cui Yixian let go of the hand holding the sword hilt.
(end of this chapter)