Chunyu Yue stood there in a daze for a while before returning home.
It was unknown if he had regretted going against Zhao Ming when he turned around from the court.
His disciples looked at his slightly hunched back, but they did not dare to go forward to help him.
Now that he was already guilty, they would never dare to have any contact with their teacher again.
However, they could not understand.
"Why is the king so harsh on teacher?”
One of the disciples shook his head slightly and sighed.
"You can't blame Your Majesty. This Zhao Ming has just presented such a great treasure, so Your Majesty must be biased towards him.”
Another person sighed.
Wang Ben almost burst out laughing when he heard the conversation.
What these people said was a little too simple.
If the king treated him sincerely just because of this compass, it was definitely not enough.
With the king's casual questioning, the young master improved by leaps and bounds.
All sorts of factors combined to form the current situation.
Chunyu Yue was still too stupid.
He could not see the situation clearly.
Wang Ben shook his head and walked back home.
Today, he heard from the butler that a merchant who had been to the Western Regions was coming to his residence. He had to ask this person if he had seen such a magical seed!
"Sir! Chunyu Yue was fired!"
Zi Yuan stood in the hall, her eyes filled with excitement and admiration.
Could Mister be a god from the heavens?
He really meant what he said!
He said that Chunyu Yue would be fired today, but he was really fired and sent home to never be used again!
Zhao Ming didn't even raise his head as he hummed.
This result was within his expectations.
When he learned that Chunyu Yue had gathered his disciples yesterday, he had guessed that Chunyu Yue would definitely impeach him.
He took the compass to Fu Su and asked Fu Su to give it to Ying Zheng.
Although he had instructed Fu Su not to reveal his name, given Fu Su's character, he would definitely tell Ying Zheng.
The joy of obtaining a treasure was a stark contrast to Chunyu Yue's slander.
Moreover, Ying Zheng had long disliked Chunyu Yue, and this time, he was just giving him a logical way out.
It was a win-win.
"Sir, what are you busy with now?”
Ziyuan had been spending a lot of time with him recently and knew Zhao Ming's personality. As long as she didn't anger him, he was usually easy to talk to, so she became even more relaxed.
Seeing that he didn't even raise his head, Zi Yuan asked curiously.
"Let Fusu see the inner force mantra."
Zhao Ming raised his head and pressed his forehead with one hand.
A pair of soft hands came from behind him and gently massaged his temples.
"This matter should not be urgent. Why must Mister find a suitable mental cultivation method for Fusu today?”
Zhao Ming closed his eyes slightly. Shi Lan looked at him as he relaxed his brows and advised him softly.
"That's right. Furthermore, Teacher isn't a member of the scholarly faction? Why don't you use the Confucian heart technique?"
Zi Yuan asked curiously.
"Since you are my personal disciple, how can you learn those common goods?”
"There's no best mental cultivation method, only the most suitable.”
Zhao Ming chuckled.
"Mister, you want to create your own martial arts?"
Shi Lan understood his words and exclaimed.
"It's not considered self-creation. I'm just giving him an upgrade that's more suitable for him.”
Zhao Ming answered casually.
Internal energy was different from sword techniques. Sword techniques could be used to quickly instill knowledge into Fu Su, but internal energy could not.
He pondered over the operation law of the subtle knowledge and applied it to Fu Su's internal cultivation method according to the law. In this way, the problem of Fu Su's internal cultivation advancement was solved.
However, even if he said this to the two of them, they wouldn't understand. Zhao Ming simply sent the two girls away with a few words and closed the door for half the afternoon.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for creating a mental cultivation method and activating the skill, Wisdom!
[Wisdom Eye: Able to check the opponent's best cultivation technique and physique.]
When Zhao Ming went out, he realized that Shi Lan had been waiting by the door for a long time.
"Someone's here?"
Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.
Shi Lan nodded and quietly observed his expression.
"There's a man outside the door who said he came to fulfill the bet.”
she replied softly.
Zhao Ming thought for a moment and came to a realization.
Wang Ben?
This person was quite persistent?
"Please come in."
Zhao Ming casually placed the newly polished inner force mantra on the table.
Anyway, with Fu Su's progress, he was not in a hurry.
Let's see what Wang Ben is up to first.
"Greetings, Mister."
Wang Ben was a little nervous as he walked into the hall, but there was also a hint of relief on his face.
After learning from the merchant that he had indeed seen this item before, that it grew underground, and that the fruit was just as Zhao Ming had described, he knew that he would definitely lose this bet.
Fortunately, he was happy to see this outcome.
Thus, he hurried over to visit Zhao Ming.
"Old General Wang."
"I didn't expect Old General Wang to be such a trustworthy person.”
Zhao Ming chuckled.
"Sir, you must be joking."
Wang Ben blushed.
No matter what, he was a Marquis of Tongwu. It was a little hard to say that he had bet his daughter on the street.
"Since the general is here, I will be straightforward.”
Although Zhao Ming had a smile on his face, his words were resolute.
"Regarding the bet that day, I only took it as a joke, General. You don't have to take it seriously.”
he said.
Wang Ben's smile froze on his face.
What did he mean?
Could it be that he didn't like his daughter?
Wang Ben's anger was already rising. Votes!
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