I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 90 The way to win is in it

The Inquisitors are gone.

The guard who disappeared before, miraculously appeared at the entrance of the small building again, guarding the small building dutifully.

After entering the small building, Al was still immersed in an unknown fear.

The strength shown by the Inquisition tonight was beyond Al's cognition, which made her lose her sense of security.

Awu is still young, so he doesn't understand many things, and he knows it later.

He didn't know the terrifying truth behind those few words of the Inquisition.

Among the trio, the only one who can maintain his demeanor is the always calm Luden.

Luden put the windbreaker on the hanger and said casually,
"Make a pot of tea."

Seeing A Wu walking towards the kitchen, Lu Deng urged,
"Use good tea, the best tea!"

After a few seconds, I heard Luden's voice again,

"Make tea with boiling water."

Al: .
She really admired this pair of master and servant!
Whenever Mr. Lu Deng instructed a link, A Wu was ready to cut corners!
The thing is. Ah Wu was never that kid in the first place.

Everything he showed was just an imitation of Luden.

Luden, heinous crime!
The teapot filled with good tea was quickly served on the long table.

Lu Deng sat in the main seat, and Awu stood behind him, half of his body was covered by the shadow of the back of the chair, like a housekeeper.

Miss Al was sitting next to Luden's right hand, fiddling with the tablecloth nervously.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door, and Luden said casually,

"Awu, go and open the door for the Baidwan scholar."

From the strength of knocking on the door and the movement outside, it is not difficult to judge the identity of the visitor.

Awu opened the door and stepped aside, "Please come in."

Scholar Baidwan was still as restrained as yesterday, as if there were invisible ropes binding his hands and feet, turning him into a clumsy marionette, even walking awkwardly.

He paced to the table, took off his hat and saluted, but did not sit down, hemuttering,
"Mr. Luden, I."

With a slight smile on his face, Luden interrupted him gentlemanly,
"Whatever you want to say, sit down and have a cup of tea first."

While Luden was talking, Al picked up the teapot on the table and poured out a cup of hot tea.

Awu took the hot tea, put it on the table, and helped the scholar Baidwan to open the chair.

Scholar Bai Dewan sat down, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, fidgeting, which was a bit pitiful.

He whispered, "Although my teacher asked me to come...but I think...it's wrong."

Luden's expression didn't change, and he asked,
"What's wrong, the holy code is above, the saint I'm looking for told me to always use the holy code to restrain my words and deeds."

Al, who was on the side, silently glanced at Luden.

Everything you did did not violate the Holy Code, but it was worse than this.
"The holy code above."

When the sacred code was mentioned, the eyes of the Baidwan scholar showed light, and the whole person seemed to be infused with new power, and his voice became louder.
"The scholar assessment is just around the corner. I know that I may be an oddity among scholars, and it will be difficult to pass the scholar assessment."

Regarding the academic persistence of the Baidwan scholars, Lu Deng has a certain understanding through the information collected by the Isa family.

The nine known great scholars, divided into two factions, have different beliefs.

Scholar Baidwan does not belong to any faction. He believes that the sacred code should follow the changes of the times, adding or deleting some articles.

As far as Luden knew, all scholars put the sacred code above their own lives.

At least, that's what it looks like on the surface.

Baidwan's point of view belongs to a school that cannot be accepted by any scholar.

He cannot make all scholars happy, but he can make all scholars unhappy.

Bedwan put his hat on the table and said uneasy but firmly,
"If it takes a change of perspective, I can pass the academic test, me."

He stuttered, lowered his head, looked at the scholar badge on his chest, and said almost choked up,
"I'd rather give up my academic status."

Luden blinked and asked, "Who is going to change your opinion?"

"what?"

This time, it was Baidwan's turn to be surprised.

He was a little confused for a while, his brows collided together, his expression was extremely surprised,

"You're not going to change my opinion."

"Yes."

Luden was very calm, "I'm not your teacher, nor your relative, nor a scholar, why should I care about your point of view?"

Baidwan was even more surprised, he tried to understand the situation before him.

"Mr. Luden, you are a gentleman, a gentleman who abides by the sacred code.

You will not bribe my examiner, nor will you try to do anything in the process, and you will not change my academic point of view. Pass the academic examination? "

"Finally we're talking about the topic."

Luden asked with a smile,

"As far as I know, the scholar assessment is divided into three parts:
The first part is to assess the scholar's understanding of the sacred code. In addition to dictating the full text, after the dictation is completed, there will be a specific analysis of the text.

The second part examines the application of the sacred law in actual cases and requires a reasonable sentence.

There should be no problem with these two parts of the assessment, the Baidwan scholars, right? "

Bedwan nodded.

Every day, as long as he was allowed, he studied the holy code.

These two parts are pediatrics for him, and he can easily get full marks.

Despite his outrageous views, Baidwan is an almost perfect template for a scholar.

"The real trouble is the third part."

Luden said,
"You will debate with a scholar, and both sides will express their opinions on the sacred code, that is, the differences between the odd-numbered and even-numbered scholars, and the examiner will grade it.

If you express your point of view, you will definitely be judged as unqualified by the examiner.

If you agree with the other person's point of view, you will feel that you have given up your insistence, right? "

Badwan nodded repeatedly,
"exactly!"

Luden smiled and said, "I will help you solve this problem, using a method that conforms to the sacred law."

Al leaned back slightly, called Awu over, and whispered,
"Bet a miso, and Mr. Luden will give him a note."

A Wu nodded, agreeing to the bet.

He thought for a while, and added, "Mr. Luden asked me to sew a kit this morning, and also asked for a wooden sign."

Al: .
She took out a miso and stuffed it to Awu from under the table.

Willing to gamble to lose.

Bai Dewan's eyes were full of doubts, and he asked blankly,
"How are you going to solve this problem?"

You know, this is a dead question that even six college students can't solve.

Otherwise, Luden would not be asked to help.

"It's very simple."

With the winning ticket in his hands, Lu Deng stood up, walked to Bai Dewan's side, took out a kit, and stuffed it into his arms.

"Before you debate with other scholars, open your pockets."

The way to win is in it.

(End of this chapter)