Imperial Treasure-Chapter 925 - 560: An Extraordinary Mode of Language
Sui Yi glanced at Jiang Muxiu in surprise, took the manuscript, opened it, and with just one look, furrowed his brow, then handed the manuscript to Mo Ke who walked over, "Xu’s handwriting."
Xu?
Ye Zixu?
Mo Ke’s expression shifted as he took the manuscript for a careful look, his demeanor slightly stern: "It’s his."
The whole room was already in an uproar, Zhang Yunlong’s face full of anger as he lowly shouted: "Sui Yi, Mo Ke, what nonsense are you spouting! This manuscript is clearly mine! Even if you’re biased towards Ye Zixu, you can’t distort the truth like this!"
"Rui, you’ve also seen my manuscript, right? Tell me, whose manuscript is this?"
Li Rui and Lih Yang immediately agreed, accusing Sui Yi and Mo Ke.
The others were somewhat confused, not knowing what to say, while Zhan Yu and others sneered from the sidelines.
The scene was a bit chaotic.
Old Master Ye and others were just about to speak.
Bam!
The case board was suddenly slammed shut, it was so forceful and resounding.
Many people were startled.
Even Wen Zhengli heavily raised an eyebrow.
Mo Ke bent her brow, smiling slightly, speaking softly: "There isn’t anyone in the world who dares claim to have more authority than me, Mo Ke, in the world of language handwriting studies, Minister Wen, not even when I wrote the Encyclopedia of Museums three years ago for your grandfather, Wen Chengyuan, did anyone dare to say I made a single mistake"
With those words, Wen Zhengli’s expression froze, then he was stifled, finally his face turned dramatically: "You are..."
Mo Ke didn’t look at him, just leisurely opened the case folder, and took out three sheets of the manuscript.
Only then did the others see the remarkably beautiful script on the manuscript.
"Sui Yi has always liked to meticulously record historical traces without personal emotion, while I like to trace back to the origins. In the entire archaeology department, only Ye Zixu could and would write, only he can document peripheral cultures. In this regard, even among the professors present, there are few who can match him. However, he seldom writes manuscripts, only making an exception because he found out last night that both Sui Yi and I write manuscripts... Zhang Yunlong, do you know what Floating Clouds, Thousand Buddha Hands, and Maoshan Taoism mean? By the look on your face, you clearly don’t... if you did, you wouldn’t dare to so brazenly cooperate with two bunches of rabble in such a disgraceful act."
"But this matter ends here, the archaeology department of Beijing University will not be marred by the actions of you three, as your voluntary withdrawal will allow a clean resolution, what do you all think?"
Mo Ke maintained her usual clean and gentle appearance, yet inexplicably exerted infinite pressure on people.
So, had this woman who had long dwelled in the cold monastery but remained low-key in academia finally shown her true colors?
If not for Zhang Yunlong and his two associates’ actions crossing her bottom line, Sui Yi thought this girl would be happy to remain as low-key as ever.
But it was clear she meant business now.
Wen Zhengli coughed, his expression solemn, saying: "Let’s handle it this way."
"I also think so, every field has its black sheep, weeding them out is appropriate, people lacking integrity are indeed unfit for academia, I suppose the professors present would agree."
Of course, Old Master Ye and the others nodded.
Snatching someone else’s academic papers so shamelessly to present as one’s own is disgraceful, especially since Zhang Yunlong acted so composed throughout, indicating he’s not a habitual offender.
And there were even accomplices!
Such behavior is simply outrageous!
"It seems we are all in agreement on this matter, our Qing University side will not spread baseless rumors to tarnish the reputation of Beijing University’s archaeology department."
Saying this, he cast a dark glance at some Qing University students present.
Zhan Yu and the others were internally shaken.
Just who was this Mo Ke?
She even made Wen Zhengli, who always opposed Beijing University, change his stance so quickly.
Zhan Yu instinctively looked to Bai Renyuan, only to find him watching Mo Ke, causing his heart to sink.
"Then, regarding this manuscript..."
Mo Ke handed the three sheets to Sui Yi, "Sui Yi, you’ll have to trouble yourself to contact Zixu and ask him how he wishes to handle this, or decide for him, after all, on an occasion like today, he’s unlikely to be carrying his phone."
Having partnered for a semester, Mo Ke was quite familiar with Sui Yi and Ye Zixu.
She knew that Ye Zixu and Sui Yi shared an excellent relationship, to the point he only listened to her.
"I understand."
Sui Yi took the manuscript with his right hand and set it aside, then picked up a pen to quickly write on a piece of white paper, while gently blowing the Beak of the Golden Crow on his left index finger against his lips.
A clear, sharp sound rang out.
Not even two seconds passed.
Whoosh!
A shadow swiftly swept in through the wide open window.
