Jinling, Prince Consort Manor.
"Old Zheng, why did your chess style suddenly become so lively? It's no longer like your steady and simple style in the past. "
Qi Mu`en surveyed Zheng Qingfang in bewilderment. However, what he was more concerned about was why Zheng Qingfang would suddenly pay a visit.
Although the two of them could be considered acquaintances, because one was an old official who had retired three times and the other was a prince consort, they were considered relatives of the emperor. In order to avoid arousing suspicion from the emperor, the two of them would never visit each other's homes.
(What wind is blowing today?)
Zheng Qingfang chortled but didn't say anything.
After exchanging over ten moves, Zheng Qingfang's defeat was already set. He had no way to reverse the situation.
"Old Zheng, I'm sorry!"
Qi Mu`en smiled complacently.
"Haha!"
Zheng Qingfang didn't even look at the chessboard. After that, he picked up his teacup and admired the lotuses in the lake as he drank a mouthful.
(What is he trying to do?)
(I don't know anything, I don't dare to ask either!)
Qi Mu`en frowned and slowly drank his tea. (This old man can't be thinking of making me donate again, right?) (However, the renovations of my courtyard are indeed a little too exquisite.)
All of a sudden, Zheng Qingfang slapped his thigh and laughed. "Haha, awesome, awesome!"
Qi Mu`en was so shocked that he almost fell off his chair.
"Prince Consort, thank you for your hospitality today. I'll take my leave first!"
Zheng Qingfang stood up.
"Old Zheng, I heard that this year, a few counties in Yandong Province are experiencing a drought. I, Qi Mu`en, don't have much ability and can only donate one million taels to help the victims."
Qi Mu`en took the initiative to speak. He was worried that this old man would bite off a large chunk of his flesh.
"Mn?"
Zheng Qingfang started. However, he was also a wily old fox. His brain spun and he immediately understood Qi Mu`en's thoughts. He immediately laughed.
"You..."
In the past, when Zheng Qingfang was the prime minister, the thing he loved to do the most was to force the relatives of the emperor to donate money. After all, they ate the blood and sweat of the people.
However, Zheng Qingfang didn't come here today for this matter.
"Prince Consort, you worry too much. Even if I want to squeeze money, I'll look for that bastard Li Zixing!"
Zheng Qingfang consoled.
"Hehe!"
Qi Mu`en mentally mused, (I'll believe you as a ghost. You're a terrible old man.)
If it was that easy to take Li Zixing's money, you would have killed him ten times over.
"Sun Mo is coming back!"
After saying that, Zheng Qingfang bade farewell and left.
…
"Sun Mo? The 2-star great teacher examination has ended? "
Qi Mu`en frowned. After that, he went to his study.
During this half a month, he had been hooked on fishing. Hence, he didn't pay much attention to Sun Mo's matters. After all, Li Ziqi wasn't his biological daughter.
On the study table, there were many letters. Half of them were news regarding Sun Mo in Westmountain City.
This was something Qi Mu`en had instructed people to do. After all, his wife had to ask about this as well.
He casually opened a few of them. After reading them, Qi Mu`en's expression became one of shock.
Seriously?
He had scored full marks in the written examination, full marks in the live teaching, champion of the Great Teachers Battle, and now, the champion of the Great Teachers Battle?
Looking further down,
Sun Mo's three students had monopolized the top three places in the personal disciples battle?
Did he have to be so strong?
Qi Mu`en's first reaction was that the slave he sent had been bribed by Ziqi. If not, how could a single person achieve such results?
Wasn't this too inhuman?
Look at what was written here. Sun Mo had crushed Bai Shuang from the Skyraise Academy. (My heavens, that's a genius spirit controller ranked # 11 on the Great Teachers Hero Rankings!)
What qualifications did Sun Mo have?
Could it be drawing?
Speaking of which, if Sun Mo was drawing, he might really be able to win!
But there was no such thing as drawing skills in the great teacher examination!
Qi Mu`en opened the letters. The more he read, the more he felt that this was unreal. However, his rationality told him that the slave wouldn't dare to lie to him. Moreover, if these things were real, he would be able to find out just by casually asking around.
Hence, the slaves of the Prince Consort Manor came out in full force. Two hours later, they brought back all sorts of news.
This was especially so for the Central Province Academy. They focused on publicizing the news that Sun Mo had become a two-time champion.
"That Sun Mo is actually so ridiculously strong?"
Qi Mu`en was shocked. After that, he was enlightened. No wonder Zheng Qingfang suddenly paid a visit. He was here to show off, wanting to tell him that there was no problem with the teacher Ziqi had chosen.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Qi Mu`en + 300. Friendly (612/1,000).
"Hehe, my one million taels!"
Qi Mu`en bitterly smiled. But after that, his thoughts drifted back to Ziqi. He felt a little gratified and a little impressed. (Seems like our little princess has chosen an extremely good teacher this time around.)
...
Zheng Qingfang returned home and felt a little bored. He was preparing to read Journey to the West again to relieve his boredom. But when he entered the study, he saw Xia He sitting on the chair, silently crying. Her eyes were red and swollen, resembling a big peach.
Cough cough!
The butler behind Zheng Qingfang coughed twice.
"Ah? Old Master! "
Xia He hurriedly stood up and bowed.
"What's the matter?"
Zheng Qingfang saw some letters in Xia He's hands. Actually, he could already guess the reason.
"This slave deserves to die. This slave is just homesick!"
Xia He explained.
"Xia He, I gave you a chance, but you couldn't grasp it!"
Zheng Qingfang shook his head.
The contents of those letters were about Sun Mo.
Xia He's talent wasn't bad. Zheng Qingfang admired her and treated her like his granddaughter. Hence, he allowed her to read books in the study.
After hearing this, Xia He couldn't hold it in anymore and started crying.
She didn't expect that in just half a year, Sun Mo would turn from an intern teacher who had just joined the school to a super rising star who was famous in the great teacher world!
He was a two-time champion!
No matter how stupid Xia He was, she knew how heavy this title was. Sun Mo's future was definitely boundless.
At the thought of this, the regret in Xia He's heart transformed into a venomous snake, wanting to bite her to death. (Why didn't I stay behind like Dong He?)
Thinking of Dong He, Xia He started to feel jealous again. She had always prided herself that her talent far surpassed Dong He, but what was the use?
Dong He had good judgment!
She was the first maid to follow Sun Mo, accompanying him as he grew up. Even if Xia He thought with her toes, she could already guess what status Dong He would have in the Sun Clan in the future.
"Are you regretting it now?"
Zheng Qingfang sat down. "There are still many things you will regret in the future. At the end of the year, Sun Mo is challenging to rise by 3 stars in a year. If he becomes the champion, he would be the number one person among the younger generation."
Xia He didn't say anything, but a hint of resentment suddenly appeared in her heart. She really wanted to see Sun Mo fail. It would be best if he was dealt such a blow that he would give up on being a great teacher.
(Otherwise, how can I accept you living so well?)
...
Zheng Qingfang sat in the garden, drinking tea and looking at the Journey to the West in his hands. The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it felt. This was Sun Mo's personal manuscript.
After Sun Mo became a secondary saint, how much would this manuscript be worth?
He had no idea!
In any case, if his descendants squandered all their assets, as long as they sold this manuscript, they would definitely have the capital to make a comeback.
"My judgment is still as sharp as ever!"
Zheng Qingfang praised himself. When he thought of the famous painting that he had, he couldn't help but hum a little tune. Beautiful! Very beautiful!
...
Northern Alley District, Wang Residence, guest hall.
"How's the enrollment situation this year?"
Li Zixing asked.
"It's still alright!"
Cao Xian's voice sounded weak.
"Why did I hear that compared to previous years, there are two-thirds fewer students?"
Li Zixing's tone was filled with reproach.
"..."
Cao Xian fell silent. (What can I do? I'm also in despair.)
An Xinhui was too cunning. She only held the student recruitment meet after Sun Mo became the two-time champion, pulling away all the students.
"If I knew this would happen, I would have held the student recruitment meet in advance."
Cao Xian mumbled. After that, he felt a little depressed. He was actually terrified? One must know that in the past, the Myriad Daos Academy would always go against the Central Province Academy. They would intentionally choose the same recruitment time as them.
It was just that he didn't expect it to be so miserable this time around!
"I need an explanation!"
Li Zixing grew impatient. (If there are fewer students, wouldn't my plan be shelved?)
"They have a Sun Mo!"
Cao Xian's lips twitched.
"What?"
Li Zixing frowned.
"They have a Sun Mo!"
This time around, Cao Xian raised his voice. "Speaking of school grades, the Central Province Academy is the same as us. Speaking of basic facilities, they have a darkness illusion pagoda. The first time I saw it, I wanted to dig it up and install it in our school.
"As for using great teachers to attract students? Hehe, Wuji managed to rise by two stars in a year, and his ranking isn't low either. However, the other party has a two-time champion and is ranked # 6 on the Great Teachers Hero Rankings. What do I have to compete with them? "
At the end, Cao Xian felt like crying.
Difficult!
It was really difficult to be a headmaster!
Bang!
Li Zixing was so angry that his chest heaved up and down violently. He even smashed his teacup onto the ground.
The Central Province Academy was clearly going to die. At that time, the Myriad Daos Academy would swallow it up. This would be the number one school in Jinling and even the Great Tang Empire. But in the end, because of a Sun Mo, it actually came back to life?
"This Sun Mo is spoiling my plans!"
Li Zixing gritted his teeth. Even if he wanted to assassinate Sun Mo now, it wouldn't be easy for him to do so.
Sun Mo's fame was too great. Hence, Li Zixing had to offer a very high price tag before greedy assassins would accept the job. Moreover, there was no guarantee that the job would be completed.
Sun Mo was the champion of the Great Teachers Battle. This meant that he was very good at fighting and also had the reputation of God Hands and a spirit rune grandmaster.
Maybe after Li Zixing accepted the job, the assassin might turn around and sell him out. After all, that was God Hands.
For something like assassination, either one didn't do it or they had to succeed in a single strike. They mustn't leak out any information or their reputation would be ruined.
In the guest hall, there was an awkward silence.
"I'll go back first. Judging from the time, Wuji should be back soon. I hope that he can bring me some good news!"
Cao Xian stood up.
"I don't care. If the Myriad Daos Academy can't suppress the Central Province Academy in the student recruitment meet this year, my investment will be halved!"
Li Zixing's gaze turned malevolent.
"How can this be?"
Cao Xian turned pale with fright. Over 90% of the Myriad Daos Academy's funds came from Li Zixing. Without him, the school wouldn't even be able to pay their salaries.
"Why not?"
Li Zixing's tone was ice-cold. "If you can't do it, it means that you can't do it. Headmaster Cao, this is your final chance."
Li Zixing emphasized the word 'headmaster'. His meaning was clear. (If you can't suppress the Central Province Academy, you should resign and scram.)
Cao Xian's mood became even worse.
After returning to the Myriad Daos Academy in a carriage, Cao Xian got off at the school's entrance. He wanted to take a walk and calm down, but at this moment, an outrageously handsome young man entered his vision.
"Who is this? Why is he wearing our Myriad Daos Academy's teacher attire? "
Cao Xian frowned. Could it be that someone was using the Myriad Daos Academy's name to swindle people?
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