This was probably all that was left of his old bones!
"Sir, you don't know that I'm a tough person. When I was young, my mother couldn't even beat me with a cane. If you didn't use this refined iron ferule, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to control me!”
"Yo! Look at my head. Sir is unwilling to take this ferule. Do you think the size is a little wider than your previous one? Not suitable?"
"If we cut it from the middle, it will definitely take time and delay Mister's imparting of knowledge!”
Ying Pingan tilted his head and started to think. After a short while, Ying Pingan's eyes lit up as if he had thought of something," Master, I will twist this iron plate into a dough twist for you, and then stretch it out. This way, the width will be similar to your previous one, and it will be more convenient for you to use!”
After saying that, Ying Pingan kicked the metal plate, sending it flying with a cloud of dust. The old man was so scared that he quickly hid behind it.
What a good family fire. If something weighing over a hundred catties fell on him, he would lose his life!
The old man was still in a state of shock. He saw Little Seventeen's two small hands firmly catch him and began to twist him bit by bit. As he twisted, he smiled at him!
It was clearly a child's innocent smile, but in the old man's eyes, it was extremely evil!
Who would believe that a five-year-old child could squeeze a hundred catties of refined iron with his bare hands?
"Sir, it's done. I'll stretch it a little longer!”
While the old man was still in shock, Ying Pingan gradually stretched the iron out again. The old man was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat and subconsciously touched his neck.
"Sir, this is great. The width is about the same as your previous ferule. It's a little longer, but it will hurt more when you hit someone like this. If you don't believe me, you can try!”
Ying Pingan was very satisfied with his work and kept waving it in the air.
The sound of air being torn apart reached the old man's ears. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he directly collapsed to the ground!
What the f * ck!
Kid, you have such great strength in your hands. Who would dare to hit you?
Even if he wanted to fight, he had to first ask if his neck could withstand being twisted into a fried dough twist!
Most importantly, I have to be able to f * cking calculate it!
Monster!
An absolute monster! The more the old man thought about it, the more panicked he became. Without saying a word, he rolled and crawled away!
"Sir, where are you going?"
"Sir, weren't you ordered to teach me?”
Looking at the old man's comical face, Ying Pingan continued to stab him from behind, causing the old man to run even faster.
Everyone knew that the First Emperor was cruel and terrifying.
In the old man's eyes, the First Emperor was not even one-tenth as terrifying as this child!
If he had known earlier, he would not have volunteered to be this master yesterday!
In the future, I can be whoever I want. I'm already close to ten years old, so I won't talk about this anymore!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully driving away the teacher. Reward: Wind Invisibility
When the old man's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, the system's mechanical voice sounded in their minds.
What followed was a burst of heat, as if something had been forced into his body.
In just a short moment, the heat disappeared, and Ying Pingan felt that his legs were even stronger than before!
"I have to find an opportunity to try it later!"
Ying Pingan's small mouth twitched as he muttered to himself. He threw the refined iron in his hand to the side and patted the dust off his hands!
"Young Master, aren't you afraid of the king punishing you for driving away Mister?”
Jiu Lin ran to Ying Pingan's side and took out a handkerchief to wipe the dust off his hands as he asked with concern.
"What are you afraid of? Not only am I not afraid, I even want to report him to my father!”
"Your Majesty, the Curved Plow has been tested and is indeed a divine weapon that benefits the country and the people. I request Your Majesty to order it to be promoted!”
"Your Majesty, I have kept my promise and brought the deed to exchange for the potato seeds with the little master!”
"Your Majesty, the alchemist in Xianyang City has been locked up in prison. Please ask for instructions on how to deal with him!”
Inside the White Marsh Palace, Ying Zheng was looking down at the important reports from the ministers.
The morning court of this era started very early, starting at dawn.
To avoid being late, all the ministers had to arrive at the White Marsh Hall before 12:00!
In other words, before dawn, everyone had to get up and set off. They had to arrive at the White Marsh Hall before five o'clock in the future and find their own positions!
"Your Majesty, Imperial Censor Zhang Yuan requests an audience!”
Before Ying Zheng could say anything, a young eunuch bowed and reported.
"Hmm? Why is this old bastard here?"
"Didn't this old man ask the imperial edict to become the master of the Little Lord?”
Hearing the report, the ministers were puzzled and whispered.
Ying Zheng also found it strange.
Logically speaking, if a minister was sent to be the prince's master, there was no need for him to attend the morning court every day unless there was something important or special!
Especially since it was the first day of teaching, there was no need to go to court!
And Zhang Yuan ran over not long after the morning court session started, something must have happened!
"Announce!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand.
"Yes, sir!"
The young eunuch responded and turned to leave.
Not long after, he supported the old man and walked in, attracting everyone's curious gazes!
"You were fine yesterday. Why do you need help today?”
"Are you sick?"
"I don't think so. Look carefully. The old man's legs seem to be trembling!”
"Yo! It was true. Even her body was trembling slightly, as if she was frightened by something…!”
After the ministers noticed the abnormality, they started discussing again.
The old man didn't feel embarrassed in the face of the discussion because this was the effect he wanted!
He definitely couldn't be that kid's master anymore, but he was the one who volunteered yesterday. He couldn't just quit like that. He had to find a suitable reason.
Pushing all the blame to that baby!
"Minister Zhang Yuan greets Your Majesty!"
After the old man was helped into the hall, the young eunuch left.
Without any support, the old man fell to his knees in the hall.
"What's wrong with you? Aren't you supposed to be teaching the Little Lord? Why are you in this hall again?"
Ying Zheng frowned slightly and asked sternly.
"Your…Your Majesty, this old minister is old and has a chronic illness. I can't stand being scared. I was shocked at the Little Lord's place just now, and now I'm weak all over. I'm afraid I can't be the Little Lord's master anymore.”
Zhang Yuan cupped his hands again and spoke sincerely. After he finished speaking, his body swayed a few times to show his weakness.
Actually, this was mostly an act.
Ying Ping 'an's evildoer had indeed scared him quite a bit, but it wasn't to the point where his legs were trembling!
It was nothing more than to clean himself up and reject the position of master!
"This naughty child!"
Ying Zheng's face turned ugly.
The Great Qin Empire respected their teachers, but that child had no respect for his elders. He really deserved to be beaten up!
"Since Master is old and in poor health, he should retire. Why are you blaming me?”
Right at this moment, Ying Pingan walked in with light steps, his chubby hands behind his back.
" Little…Little…Little Lord?"
Ying Pingan's tender voice rang out in Zhang Yuan's ears, like a thunderclap. He was so frightened that his entire body went limp and he fell to the ground.
This time, he was not pretending. He was really shocked!
Just as he was complaining, the main character came.
It was a person who could twist steel with his bare hands. It would be strange if he wasn't afraid!
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