Chapter 35: Rip it! Rip it louder! (1/2)
The Court Ministers: “…”
Heh.
From that subtle whistle in his heart, they could already guess what was going on.
One of the ministers stepped forward under countless watchful eyes, carefully choosing his words: “Might Master Quan have misunderstood something? We have never…”
Quan Yizhang squinted his eyes.
Already quick-tempered by nature, seeing someone step forward only fueled his rage. He asked bluntly, “Are you a follower of the New Text School?”
The man who stepped forward—the former Imperial Censor Cui Yi, known for being henpecked—replied very politely, “Master Quan, it is an honor to have you here. I, Cui Yi, do indeed primarily study the New Texts.”
He should not have admitted it. The moment Cui Yi identified himself, Quan Yizhang’s face turned a shade of ashen-white fury. He lifted his cane with surprising agility and swung it down, shouting, “I’ll teach you how many ways there are to write the word ‘hui’! How dare you send a young boy to mock this old man!”
Cui Yi let out a yelp and instinctively crouched down, hugging his head. With his rich experience in taking beatings, he knew not to resist—how could he? The elderly scholar was 86 years old. If Cui Yi so much as laid a hand on him, he’d risk being drowned in the spit of Quan Yizhang’s fervent supporters.