But Gao Shao obviously didn't understand Ye Qiu's meaning. Seeing that Ye Qiu didn't speak, he thought Ye Qiu had backed down. Then he smiled and mocked, "Teacher Ye, some of your ideas are a bit too far-fetched. Of course, perhaps one day in the future, these beautiful scenes you imagine will really appear, and people from poor families can also reach the peak and compete fairly with those who have made contributions."
"Foolish." Ye Qiu said indifferently, "What do you mean by 'after merit' and 'after no merit'? If your ancestors had merit, then it's all your ancestors' merit. Didn't others have merit?"
Let me ask you this: Who produces food? Who manufactures weapons?
While your grandfather was achieving great things, who was making ordinary contributions behind the scenes? Who was transporting military supplies? Who was just an ordinary member among thousands of soldiers?
Let me tell you, they are the ancestors of countless ordinary people in your eyes. It is because of them that those so-called great figures have the opportunity to achieve great things. So why should their descendants be treated differently?
"Come on, Young Master Gao, think this through carefully before answering me. What does it mean to have merit? You say the descendants of those who have merit should be superior to others. Say it again."
"I..."
Gao Shao's face stiffened, and he was speechless for a moment.
"Well said."
"Mr. Ye is awesome."
"Mr. Ye is mighty."
"Damn it, everyone understands these words, everyone thinks them through, but no one dares to say them out loud. Ye Qiu, no, Mr. Ye, is absolutely a genius of his generation."
The crowd was in an uproar, and countless people were thrilled.
Wang Xiaocao was also incredibly excited. She had only come to be a host, but unexpectedly, she seemed to be witnessing the emergence of a groundbreaking new path...
Seeing that Gao Shao's face was getting increasingly grim, an old man suddenly stood up.
The old man was dressed in fine clothes, and it was clear at a glance that he was either rich or noble.
He stared at Ye Qiu on the stage and said seriously, "Mr. Ye, I admit that what you said is true. The glory of a dynasty cannot be separated from the efforts of all its people."
But merit varies; some are bestowed titles of kings and ministers, while others remain commoners. You can't possibly bestow titles of kings and generals upon everyone, can you?
"Haha." This made Ye Qiu laugh: "Brother, so you think those who become civilians deserve to be suppressed?"
"The cycle of Heaven is inevitable, and fate dictates it. They are free to cultivate and seek immortality. Why not enjoy it? They may not necessarily have any complaints. I advise Mr. Ye not to cause trouble here," the old man said coldly.
"Who says we have no complaints?"
“Old man, last year I wanted to enter officialdom and work at the Medical Supervision Institute, so I participated in the town examination. As a result, there were only two spots in my town. One was given to the town chief’s son, and the other was given to the son of the local sect leader. I ranked first, but I was sent home directly.”
I forgot to mention, the two people selected had the worst grades, which is truly ironic.
“I’ve encountered this before. Over the years, I’ve tried all sorts of solutions, but my ancestors were all farmers, so I’m not eligible. Sigh.”
"Old man, wake up! It's not that no one objects, it's just that everyone has nowhere to complain."
In an instant, the old man was overwhelmed by a chorus of curses, as if he had stirred up a hornet's nest.
The old man's expression changed, and he dared not speak again, quickly shutting his mouth.
Ye Qiu was very satisfied with the result. Without saying a word, he slowly sat down.
Because the behavior of most people has already revealed something.
But Ye Qiu knew very well that what he was saying now was just the tip of the iceberg.
Ye Qiu was well aware that his actions today would inevitably attract hostility from many people.
But Ye Qiu was fearless. What he wanted to do was to stir up trouble, cleanse the Great Dragon Dynasty, and make the Ancestral Dragon Hall the strongest sect in the Great Dragon Dynasty.
Ye Qiu was determined to achieve this goal, no matter what, because it was the significance of his coming to the Great Dragon Dynasty.
Beyond the Great Dragon Dynasty, the Tianxing Realm is vast, and Ye Qiu intends to use the Great Dragon Dynasty as a base to venture into an even wider world.
Therefore, no matter what obstacles he encounters, Ye Qiu will crush them.
Soon, the second round of the competition continued.
Perhaps some contestants understood what kind of people Ye Qiu liked, so the second round of the competition suddenly became interesting. The contestants' poems or articles basically expressed a strong ambition to overthrow all kinds of powerful and domineering sects. They were densely packed, and there wasn't a single one that wasn't related to this. The program effect was too strong.
Hua Yudao, Li Yuanxiu, and Zhou Taiqing all watched with twitching lips, unsure of how to react.
"Mr. Ye, what... what should we do? It seems like we've stirred up a hornet's nest."
Li Yuanxiu smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry." Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Choose however you want. As for the customers' evaluations, those who don't have real talent, score them however you want without hesitation."
"Understood."
Li Yuanxiu shook his head and sighed.
"Mr. Ye, I didn't expect this to cause such a huge commotion. You're probably in big trouble now," Hua Yu said in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" Ye Qiu asked knowingly.
“No powerful figures or influential sects will allow anyone to challenge their absolute authority. Do you understand?” Hua Yudao stared at Ye Qiu.
"It doesn't matter," Ye Qiu said. "Some things have to be done by someone, and I happen to be someone who likes to stir things up, so I'll take the lead."
"Alright, I can't persuade you otherwise. Good luck."
Hua Yudao cupped his hands in greeting, then continued looking down at his things.
...
Meanwhile, in the martial arts competition area, Xiao Guizi told Lin Xuanye what had happened in the literature competition area.
Lin Xuanye's expression shifted, a hint of joy in his eyes: "Did the teacher really say that? How did everyone react?"
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