"This is the Council Hall. I will not argue with anyone! I suggest that we stop dragging it out and decide on the selection criteria for the Blood Mang Hall elders as soon as possible, because there are many more proposals to come. I don't know how many days it will take to completely resolve the Blood Mang Realm issue."
"Saint Fang Xu is stubborn and stubborn, so there is no need for us to waste our breath on him. This Saint Academy is not the Saint Academy of one person, but the Saint Academy of the human race. The result of the public discussion is the best proof of this."
"Unfortunately, Fang Xusheng was too deeply influenced by the Blood Mang Realm and has forgotten his origins!"
"Respect and hierarchy are in order, no exceptions can be made!"
Many people were talking about it, and almost all of them were against Fang Yun.
After a moment, Yan Ningshan sighed and said, "Next, the public will vote to set the condition of the elder of the Blood Mang Palace as a great scholar. If 70% of the people agree, the proposal will be passed. If less than 70%, a second vote will be held tomorrow. If the second vote still fails, the elder's condition will be reduced to a university scholar, and the Blood Mang University Scholar will occupy at least one seat."
The moderator has great authority in the public discussion. Yan Ningshan's decision took both sides into consideration and no one raised any objections.
The House of Representatives was in complete silence, and everyone was looking at Yan Ningshan.
"The voting begins."
At Yan Ningshan's command, bamboo signs fell in front of each attendee.
The Queen Mother of Jingguo held Jingjun's little hand, and Jingjun held the brush, and the two of them slowly wrote on the bamboo tablet.
no.
Minister Jiang Hechuan glanced at Fang Yun and wrote the word "no".
Fang Yun picked up the brush, and with a natural expression, he slowly wrote the word "no" on the bamboo plaque, just like he was practicing calligraphy.
After writing, the bamboo card flew away and Fang Yun began to eat the fruit on the table.
Zong Ganyu held a brush in his hand, his face stern, and looked carefully at everyone present. Everyone felt tremendous pressure from the gaze of the head of the Zong family.
Some people nodded slightly, indicating that they understood and would definitely support the Miscellaneous School and the Main School.
Afterwards, some heads of the Weng, Gu, Sima and other families also glanced at the entire audience and made eye contact with many people.
The atmosphere in the House of Representatives was extremely solemn, as if everyone was doing something important that would decide the fate of the entire human race.
The university scholars sitting in the gallery were eagerly waiting for the voting results.
Not everyone came to the Holy Academy in person. For example, Liu Shan, the Left Prime Minister of Jing State, was in the Jing State Academy, but the body formed by his divine consciousness was sitting in the Hall of Public Opinion.
From beginning to end, Liu Shan did not speak a word, but when the discussion began, he showed a very faint smile.
Soon, the bamboo signs in front of the crowd flew up one after another, and finally floated on the high platform in front of the House of Representatives, densely packed. With his back to the crowd, no one knew how many people agreed and how many opposed.
Many people took a deep breath and waited for the bamboo sign to light up.
Zong Ganyu glanced at some people, and most of them smiled and nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that they all chose to allow only great scholars to serve as cabinet ministers.
Zong Ganyu turned his head towards the platform. Waiting for the bamboo cards to glow, only more than 70% of the bamboo cards need to glow white. That means that the Blood Mang Hall can only be served by the great scholar, and Fang Yun, withdraw from the Holy Academy!
Zong Ganyu glanced at Fang Yun, a look of pride appeared on his face, but then a look of regret appeared.
One breath, two breaths. Three breaths... Five breaths, six breaths... Ten breaths, eleven breaths...
At first, everyone waited quietly, but after ten breaths, they all felt something was wrong.
Only Fang Yun was still eating fruit as if no one was around.
Twenty breaths later, the bamboo plate still did not glow. The great scholars present could still hold back, but the university scholars and the king could not hide the surprise in their eyes.
Zong Ganyu looked at Qingjun, who had a puzzled look on his face. He looked at Gu Juwu, who had a complicated expression. He looked at the others, all of them were similar, no one knew what was going on.
"Did something go wrong with the power of the Holy Academy?" some people speculated secretly.
Suddenly, a golden light shone from the platform.
Everyone closed their eyes instinctively, and when they opened their eyes again, they found that all the bamboo cards had turned into dust, slowly falling and dissipating in the air.
Everyone was shocked.
What's the result? The result is not out yet!
Wei Huangan blinked, having never heard of such a thing happening in a public meeting.
Thousands of university scholars and great scholars were stunned and confused.
However, a few people seemed to know what was happening.
Yan Ningshan suppressed his surprise and said slowly: "The decree of the Holy Temples, this vote is invalid, let's discuss it again!"
"What?" Some people cried out, forgetting the rules of the House of Representatives.
The saints actually interfered in the House of Representatives and vetoed the vote. This has never happened to the human race before.
At this time, Yan Ningshan was too lazy to care about any rules. He sat there, staring at the platform in a daze. After a while, he looked at Fang Yun again.
Fang Yun was still eating fruit.
"The fruits in the Holy Temple are good. This bunch of grapes must be produced in the ancient land of Confucius, right?" Fang Yun commented while eating.
Everyone's eyes left the platform and fell on Fang Yun.
If nothing unexpected happens, the result of the vote is obvious. Except for the people of Jing and a few great Confucian scholars, no one will reject the proposal, because these great Confucian scholars or heads of aristocratic families all have their own holy ways and their own ideas, and they will never change their ways just because Fang Yun threatens to leave the Holy Academy.
Personally, they sympathize with Fang Yun, but from the perspective of the human race, they must oppose Fang Yun.
However, the saints rejected the proposal!
Many people gestured to Yan Ningshan and wanted to speak.
Yan Ningshan smiled bitterly and said, "I know you have a lot of questions. Just ask whatever you want. Anyone can speak up. Anyway, I can go to the history books again. Don't be chaotic. Ask one by one."
Such a major event will definitely be recorded in history books by historians.
"May I ask Mr. Banhai, can the saints give a reason for rejecting this resolution?"
"The saints don't need to give." Yan Ningshan replied.
"Will the saints allow the position of the Grand Secretary to be held by the Blood Mang Palace as the Elder?"
"If the saints allow it, they will issue a decree before the vote. The saints' veto is in response to the result of this vote."
"What was the result?"
"I don't know." Yan Ningshan said.
"Do all the saints agree?"
Yan Ningshan hesitated for a moment and said, "For such an important matter, the saints will also vote on it."
Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the bamboo plate had not glowed and only dissipated after thirty breaths. During this time, the saints must have been voting.
"Why did the Saints do this?"
"You can ask the saints." Yan Ningshan smiled bitterly and could no longer answer. There were too many weird things about this matter.
Some people seemed to be thinking about what was going on, recalling that Fang Xusheng had previously complained about the saints' inaction and believed that the saints should not have handed the matter over to the House of Representatives. However, who knew that at the critical moment, the saints would still intervene.
Wei Huangan smiled and said, "The child is naughty, just give him a beating."
Weng Shi snorted coldly and said, "It's still unclear who will be hit! Perhaps less than 70% of the people agree, which caused the saints to take action. Everyone, vote tomorrow, we must support the great scholar to serve as the elder, and we must not let the power of the human race fall into the hands of others!"
Tian Songshi said with a bitter face: "I am stupid, who knows what the saints think? Do they support this proposal or reject it?"
No one answered. The Semi-Saint's thoughts were hard to fathom.
But Fang Yun took out a fan, fanned it gently, and said leisurely: "The saints must be supporting me. If you oppose me again tomorrow, the saints will veto you!"
"You are talking nonsense and you are so shameless!" Weng Shi said.
(To be continued.)