"I can fight with you for a day: Passive skill. In a one-on-one duel, the host's durability is increased by 12 hours. Note: This skill cannot take effect when the target's strength is more than twice that of the host."

"I only have three seconds: Passive skill. In a one-on-one duel, the host will lose the level-A ability, and the ultimate move will be used. Three seconds after releasing the ultimate move, all combat effectiveness will be lost. Note: When the target's strength is less than 10% of the host

When, this skill cannot take effect."

System, I really appreciate your whole family!

Seeing the introduction of these two skills, Lu Yan wanted to die. If he failed in this mission, his career in the world would come to an end here.

For modern people, the multiplication table is a thing from the mathematical enlightenment period. Lu Yan was not sure whether Xiaoyan Lu, who was under ten years old, could accept it.

This is Lu Yan's unfounded worry. Although the multiplication formula was not so popular in ancient times, it already existed. For example, Xunzi, the leading figure in the Confucian generation, clearly stated the multiplication formula.

Of course, at this time, people had not yet summarized a systematic application of arithmetic to educate children. Lu Yan also had many twists and turns in the process of teaching Yan Lu.

"Why is two times three equal to three plus three?"

"Multiplication is complex addition. Two times three is the addition of two three."

"Why don't three twos add up?"

"Isn't this all the same?"

"How can two threes be the same as three twos?"

Lu Yan, died——

……

"The two young gentlemen are really lively and smart."

Mei Sanniang looked at Lu Yan and Yan Lu piled up a pile of stones to study arithmetic, and smiled happily with nostalgia. This scene reminded him of the way he used to follow his senior brother around asking questions when he was a child.

"The two of them are special."

Wuming was meditating with his eyes closed, his jasper sword hilt placed in front of him.

"Your Majesty specifically asked me to hand this to the Young Master with my own hands."

Mei Sanniang took out a copper box from the package.

"Huh?"

Wuming showed a rare serious look and opened the copper box, but found nothing.

"Empty box? How could it be? I always carry it with me. There is no way anyone could have tampered with it."

Mei Sanniang was shocked. This was something that your Majesty had repeatedly emphasized. She was so cautious, how could something go wrong!

"This box is originally empty. Tell him what he means. I have received it."

"I understand, sir."

Mei Sanniang breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing happened. She had never seen Jun Shang so serious before. She didn't know what kind of message this conveyed.

"We are about to set off on our journey soon. The young master will take care of himself for a while, and Sanniang will leave."

When she was gone, Wuming sighed quietly,

"Canglong Qisu~What on earth are you doing?"

……

"Have you heard? Your Majesty is back!"

"I heard about it too, but I think I went to Daliang City just after I came back."

"Your Majesty has been away for more than ten years, but we have suffered enough bullying!"

"That's right, only the emperor can make the final decision on the taxation of the fiefdom. Those officials have no idea how much they have been greedy!"

"We want to ask your Majesty to come back and make decisions for us!"

"Yes, count me in."

A group of angry young people, carrying farm tools, sat on the edge of the field and discussed Lord Xinling.

"Save it, you went up to Daliang, it's still up to you whether you can come back or not~"

"Xiao Si, what do you mean? Can you say something nice!"

"That's right, what can't be brought back?"

"You are actually disrespectful to your Majesty? Are you still a human being? If we, the poor, had not been helped by your Majesty from time to time, we would have been buried long ago."

"Okay, okay, I'm not disrespectful to your Majesty——"

Xiaosi defended himself loudly to calm down the noisy brothers.

"Our Lord has not returned to Wei for more than ten years. Do you know the reason?"

"Isn't it because Your Majesty is too powerful? Then King Zhao won't let him come back~"

"Yes, that King Zhao is so hateful!"

"Oh, do you still want to listen to me?!"

When Xiaosi's temper gets angry, she will leave immediately.

"Okay, okay, Xiaosi has read books and seen the world. Let's listen to him."

Now that Big Brother has spoken, everyone should shut up and look at Xiaosi.

"Do you know about the battle between Qin and Zhao Changping many years ago?"

"I know." Everyone nodded.

"The State of Zhao asked for help from our State of Wei. Your Majesty was afraid of the State of Qin and did not dare to send troops. It was your Majesty who sent troops privately to defeat the State of Qin. This is a serious crime."

"What crime? Didn't your Majesty win the battle?"

"Why don't you understand? Do you think your Majesty has mobilized his troops privately?"

"Yeah."

"Did your Majesty use your troops like a god to defeat Qin?"

"Yeah."

"Is your Majesty worse than your Majesty?"

"Yeah."

"That's the problem!"

"You mean? Our King——"

"That's right, the king is afraid that you will rebel! So he suppresses you everywhere, so you hide in the Kingdom of Zhao and don't dare to come back."

"Really, if you want me to say that your Majesty will be your Majesty -"

"Shut up! Everyone go to work! Shut your mouth if you have nothing to do!"

When Big Brother saw that the topic was wrong, he quickly shouted away a bunch of idle men.

……

Wuming happened to pass by here with his carriage, looking deeply at the backs of the few working in the fields, not knowing what they were thinking.

"You just returned to the fiefdom and rushed to Daliang. The mansion has not been occupied for more than ten years. It has been cleaned. You can live there as you like."

Mei Sanniang led the crowd, and Lord Xinling's mansion was clearly visible.

……

"The Lord of the Light Sword, nameless~"

"The target is not something we can spy on, retreat."

The two farmers, who were working like ordinary people, passed by each other and exchanged news of the retreat in an instant.

"Who?"

Wuming sensed the disharmony between the world and the world, and looked keenly in the direction of the two peasants.

"How is that possible?"

"Such a strong perception!"

The expressions of the two men changed drastically, and they drew out their weapons one after another. It turned out that the farm tools in their hands contained daggers.

"Protect the young master!"

Mei Sanniang activated the armor-clad door technique, held a curved sickle in her hand, and stood in front of Wuming.

More than a dozen diners each showed their weapons and looked at the two unidentified spies warily.

"I can't run! Let's fight!"

The two spies looked at each other and knew that the two of them were talking about it. Intelligence agents like them were doing the job of having their heads tied to their waists. They rushed forward without hesitation. If you kill one, you won't lose, but if you kill two, you will gain.

!

Mei Sanniang took the lead, holding a sickle, and stood in front of a spy.
To be continued...