Facing Su Mo's exaggerated talent…
Emperor Zhou Hong was naturally overjoyed.
In order not to waste Su Mo's talent, Zhou Hong used his power to find countless Masters to teach Su Mo.
The person who taught reading had to be a great scholar who had once hit the three points in a row! Not even one yuan less!
Those who taught martial arts had to be at least a great grandmaster!
Su Mo naturally did not reject any of these teachers.
Under the guidance of countless great teachers, Su Mo's understanding of this world's Martial Dao rapidly increased!
Three years old.
Su Mo's understanding of martial arts was no weaker than the martial grandmasters who had taught him!
Four.
The martial arts grandmasters who had been teaching Su Mo all resigned!
Even if Emperor Zhou Hong tried his best to persuade him to stay, it was useless.
He only found out after asking the last question.
Now, Su Mo's understanding of martial arts had surpassed theirs, and if this continued, Su Mo would become their teacher!
The grandmasters were all shameless, so of course they wouldn't stay.
If the grandmasters couldn't teach him, he would find someone even more powerful!
Only Martial Saints were more powerful than martial grandmasters.
However, the number of Martial Saints in the entire world did not exceed two palms. Each of them was an existence that guarded a region.
How could he come over to teach Su Mo, this little brat?
However, in order for Su Mo to receive the best guidance, he had to be careful.
Zhou Hong did not even care about the Emperor's face and shamelessly invited the only Martial Saint in the Great Zhou Imperial Family, Imperial Uncle!
The Martial Saint Royal Uncle had initially rejected Zhou Hong's request.
In his opinion, a three or four-year-old child did not need him, a Martial Saint, to personally teach him.
Wasn't this using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?
The martial arts grandmasters in the imperial court could teach them. Their standards were not bad either. At the very least, it would not be a problem for them to build the foundation for their children.
In the future, when Su Mo was more or less mature, he would have a certain foundation in martial arts.
It would not be too late for him to teach them.
However, the Martial Saint Imperial Uncle was unable to dissuade Zhou Hong, for the sake of the current emperor.
Martial Saint Royal Uncle was prepared to teach them for a few days.
However, when he started to teach Su Mo, the Martial Saint Royal Uncle was shocked!
Even though Su Mo was just a four-year-old child, his thinking was not weaker than a normal adult's!
His speech was clear!
It was logical and meticulous!
Especially in terms of martial arts, he had extraordinary talent!
In the beginning, Martial Saint Royal Uncle could still guide Su Mo.
However, Su Mo's comprehension was simply too high.
No matter what Martial Saint Royal Uncle said, Su Mo would immediately understand and correct it, and he would never do it again.
Furthermore, he could even ask questions afterwards!
No matter how powerful or knowledgeable a person was, they would not be able to withstand Su Mo's actions.
Therefore, in the end, teaching and guidance gradually became equal discussions.
Even Su Mo's occasional words benefited his Martial Saint Imperial Uncle greatly.
Four years later, the Martial Saint's Imperial Uncle went to Emperor Zhou Hong and told him that he was no longer going to teach Su Mo.
"What is it? Imperial Uncle, are you not going to teach me?"
"Did the crown prince not study properly and make you angry?”
"I'll teach him a lesson!"
Zhou Hong was shocked when he heard that. He quickly stood up and comforted,
"The Crown Prince is your biological grandnephew and the future heir of our Great Zhou. In the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, who else has the right to teach him except you?”
"Besides, I don't feel at ease if someone else teaches me. Calm down."
Zhou Hong thought that Su Mo was angry with his uncle, so his uncle said that he would not teach Su Mo anymore.
However, Martial Saint Royal Uncle smiled bitterly and said helplessly,"
"Your Majesty, you've misunderstood. It's not that I don't want to teach the Crown Prince, but I really have nothing to teach him.”
"Ah?"
Zhou Hong did not expect this to be the reason. He said with a dumbfounded expression,
"Nothing to teach? What do you mean?"
"It means what it says."
Imperial Uncle said with a face full of lingering fear,
"Your Majesty, you've never been the Crown Prince's teacher. You don't know how much the Crown Prince…Terrifying…"
"Scary?"
"Yes, all my secrets have been dug out by the Crown Prince. If I stay any longer, I won't be able to keep my old face.”
"Your Majesty, please be kind and let me go."
Zhou Hong's expression kept changing as he listened to his uncle's description.
At first, he was puzzled and shocked, but later, he was in disbelief.
In the end, it turned into ecstasy.
"Aiya, Imperial Uncle, you don't have to be so humble. You're the Martial Saint of our Great Zhou.”
"The Crown Prince is only seven years old now. How can he compare to you?”
Although Zhou Hong's mouth was almost crooked from laughing, he still pretended to be polite.
"Listen to me, you continue to be a teacher. If the Crown Prince refuses to be disciplined, I will beat him up!”
"Haha!"
"Your Majesty, can you control your expression before you comfort someone next time?”
The Imperial Uncle could see Zhou Hong's face clearly. He shook his head and turned to leave.
Zhou Hong did not stop him this time.
Zhou Hong silently dismissed the surrounding eunuchs, leaving him alone in the hall.
A minute later, a burst of uncontrollable laughter rang out in the hall.
" Hahahahahaha!!!"
"Ancestors, bless us! Ancestors, bless us!"
"The heavens have blessed our Great Zhou Dynasty to obtain this Saint Child!”
" What's there to worry about?!!"
"Hahahahahaha!”
"Hahahahahaha!”
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