"Brother Shen, if you are worried, you can let all your classmates take a look!"
Wu Ming reminded with a warm smile on his face. Top 23S.
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"Ahem! It doesn't matter, I won't let people say I took advantage of you!"
Shen Rong coughed dryly and handed the documents to a group of followers.
"Second brother, no problem!"
"Second brother, don't worry, he won't dare to fool us!"
"Isn't it just a meeting? Getting the treasure is the most important thing!"
Everyone looked around for a couple of times, but couldn't figure out why, and finally started making noises.
"My father once said that you must be very careful when writing documents and not take them lightly. This matter..."
What surprised Wu Ming was that Shen Rong didn't sign in a hurry, but started chewing on the words.
"Brother Shen, you are such an adult, but you still want your father-in-law to make the decision in everything. How can you spread the word without fear of being laughed at?
Or do you think you can’t even write your own name?”
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, with a hint of mockery on his face.
"You, hum, just sign it, I'm sorry you don't dare to lie to me! Bring it!"
Shen Rong wanted to seek help from the young Confucian scholar, but he had just had a bad relationship and couldn't bear to lose his face. Wu Ming was provoked to hit the target with his method. He immediately gritted his teeth and wrote his name with a pen.
Moreover, according to Wu Ming's request, he dipped his hands in ink and pressed his fingerprints!
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Wu Ming was also unambiguous. He took the receipt and threw the spirit stone to Shen Rong. Looking at the overjoyed young man, he smiled and said, "Brother Shen, the treasure has been paid. Please let Brother Shen inform your father when he returns home. He will come and bring your sister into the house!"
"Okay... uh, what? Connect to the mansion? What do you mean?"
Shen Rong happily held the spirit stone in his hand and agreed, his expression suddenly stiffened.
"Brother Shen, it is clearly written on it that one sincere benefit spirit stone will allow my sister to enter the house and serve as a maid for a period of time. Are you not going to admit it?"
Wu Ming smiled lightly.
"You dare to bluff me?"
Shen Rong was furious and reached out to grab it, but where could he get it?
Wu Ming made several attempts, but Wu Ming easily dodged them. On the contrary, he was so angry that his breath was not smooth, and he was wheezing heavily!
A group of friends were also furious and clamored to attack and snatch it, but Wu Ming had already jumped several feet away and did not give them a chance.
"It's black and white, Brother Shen, it's better not to be so nice, otherwise it won't look good on anyone!"
Wu Ming shook the paper on which the writing was still wet, and his expression turned cold.
"Hmph, it's a joke, don't say you lied to me first, so what if you did? If I don't recognize you anymore, what will happen to you?"
Shen Rong took a few deep breaths, scratched his neck and said angrily.
"Haha, Brother Shen doesn't think that if I randomly take out a spiritual stone, I will miss the opportunity to make Miss Shen's maid, right?
Moreover, the Shen family has been doing business for generations, and businessmen are based on trust. If your father reads the document, do you think he will break your legs and send you here, or will he pay a hundred times the compensation and still break your legs?"
Wu Ming smiled nonchalantly.
"you……"
Shen Rong's fat face gradually turned pale, and his eyes showed fear.
Given his family background, he could naturally recognize that the stone in his hand was a spiritual stone, and even more aware of its value.
When I think of my greed, sending my own sister into a pit of fire, and having to face the wrath of my strict father, I can't help but feel despair!
In the corridor on the fourth floor, young faces looked around curiously, and many people who came later didn't know what was going on.
In whispers, the whole story gradually became clear, and many people expressed their dissatisfaction with Wu Ming's behavior of setting a trap to trap his classmates.
"Young prince, you have taught me a lesson, don't let him lose his spirit!"
Seeing that the blow was almost done, the young Confucian scholar hurriedly came out to smooth things over.
"Little prince?"
All the students were shocked, even Shen Rong was stunned on the spot.
Gradually, the dissatisfied people turned to suspicion, and all they whispered to each other were descriptions of Wu Ming.
This is due to Wu Ming's growing reputation!
"My father thought you were a good person, so he sent me to the martial arts gym. I didn't expect you to be such a person!"
Shen Rong was crying, looking like a raped little wife, and almost wiped away tears.
"Brother Shen, who are you acting for?"
Wu Ming almost laughed out loud. If it weren't for the shrewdness that flashed in the little fat man's eyes, he would have been deceived.
"You are the young prince, why do you have to fight against me?"
Even after being exposed, Shen Rong didn't feel embarrassed and gave up as a bachelor.
Now he could see that Wu Ming was targeting him.
"If you hadn't led the crowd to openly disrupt the class, why would this have happened?"
Wu Ming casually handed the writings to the young Confucian scholar, and his meaning was self-evident.
"I...I just don't want to study literature. What's the use of studying literature these days? When you go out, don't you always rely on warriors to protect you?"
Shen Rong stared at the document, swallowed, and said with a pinched neck.
Having been doing business for generations and traveling all over the country, he had heard many tragic stories of caravans being robbed since he was a child.
In addition, due to his character developed since childhood, he was not interested in studying Wen Yiyi.
His father had no choice but to send him to Zhenwu Martial Arts School, hoping that there would be a good atmosphere here and he would change his mind!
"Oh, in your opinion, if the border town needs a great scholar to suppress the demons, then it doesn't count as an escort? The saints of the human race spread the holy way, educate all the people, and free us from the animal nature of eating hair and drinking blood, doesn't that count as an escort?"
Wu Ming said with a serious look on his face.
"This...this..."
Shen Rong blushed, his neck was thick, and he was speechless.
"Humph, you are ignorant and incompetent, and you are dragging others down so they can't make progress. Do you know your guilt?"
Wu Ming snorted coldly.
"I...I know I was wrong!"
Shen Rong lowered his head in sweat and admitted his mistake.
"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good!"
Wu Ming looked slightly relaxed, looked around the martial arts disciples, and said solemnly, "Most of you come from ordinary people's homes. I want to know how difficult it is to support a warrior!"
Everyone nodded silently, and some even looked shocked.
If it weren't for the low threshold for martial arts schools, low tuition fees, and high-quality teachers, most of them would not be able to afford it.
"You may want to seize every opportunity to strengthen yourself, but you must know that knowledge itself is power.
Just imagine, if there is a secret book in front of you, but you don't know the content, or if you don't recognize some rare words, what will you do?"
Hearing this, Shen Rong and others lowered their heads.
It's okay for Shen Rong. After all, his family is well-off and there will definitely be a tutor to explain it. What should the others do?
Even so, the value of a secret book itself depends on the fewer people who know it, the better.
Everyone knows it, how do you call it a secret book?
If you read it forcefully without understanding its meaning, the consequences of forced cultivation will make these half-grown teenagers tremble with fear just thinking about it!
Coupled with Shen Rong's past experience, a simple piece of paper can cause such a big joke. What if it were someone else?
"Knowledge is power, incisive, this young prince is really smart!"
There was appreciation in the young Confucian scholar's eyes, and he nodded silently.
"It should be noted that a difference of one word can make a difference of a thousand miles!"
Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction.
"Thank you for your teaching, young prince. I will study literature with all my heart in the future and respect my teacher!"
An older martial artist bowed solemnly and deeply.
All the martial arts disciples imitated the same example, huffing and bending down!
"Um!"
Wu Ming nodded slightly and looked at Shen Rong.
"Little prince, I..."
Shen Rong rubbed his hands cautiously and glanced at the writing in the Confucian scholar's hand from time to time.
"Disrupting the classroom is, at the very least, uneducated and incompetent; at the most serious, it means being ignorant. What punishment do you think we should receive?"
Wu Ming said coldly.
"I, I, you won't kick me out of the martial arts gym, right? I promise, there will never be a next time!"
Shen Rong begged with a sad face.
"I have made a promise beforehand. I will not interfere in martial arts affairs. This matter will be decided by the four masters!"
Wu Ming thought about it in his mind and did not make a decision in front of the audience. He left the children with an unpredictable figure and walked away slowly.
"Ah, young prince, at least you must return the note to me!"
Shen Rong looked pleadingly at the papers that were put away by the young Confucian scholar. Like Wu Ming, he waved the crowd to disperse and left in a hurry.
"Second brother, what should I do?"
"Are we really going to send the young lady to the palace to be a maid for a year?"
"Shit, what kind of person is the young prince? How can he do such a low-level job?"
A group of followers gathered around, unable to come up with an idea.
"Hmph, the worst possible outcome is running away from home!"
When Shen Rong thought about the consequences of his strict father knowing about this matter, he subconsciously touched his back and said harsh words.
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"Pfft, you're not kidding me, are you?"
It was past noon, and Wu Ming was called to the guest teacher's lounge by Hu Cang and others. He spit out the tea just after taking half a sip, and stared at the three old men in their fifties in the room with their mouths open.
One of them is Hu Cang, and the other two are named Chen Tai and Liu Zheng, both of whom are famous and well-educated people in Nanwai City.
It was originally intended to hire scribes to teach, but not only did the two come here because of their reputation, but they also brought dozens of disciples under their disciples, solving the martial arts class problem.
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Martial arts is not something that only warriors can teach. If there is no one to teach the principles, how can you understand the meridians and acupuncture points described in the secret books, and how can you understand the wonderful principles?
To put it simply, if you don’t even understand the basic principles, how can you learn advanced martial arts?
The fact that he was able to attract these two old Confucians is all thanks to Wu Ming who spared no effort and even went to great lengths to gain his reputation!
"My young prince, this is Mr. Shen's letter. There is no way it is false!"
Chen Tai was dressed in commoner clothes, and his dark, slim face was lined with wrinkles. He was as serious as he was. At this time, he couldn't help but hand over a letter with a faint smile.
The young Confucian scholar before was named Chen Zihua, who was his son.
"The young prince is really amazing. Mr. Shen's family is not top-notch, but he is also a famous businessman in Nancheng. You can use a spiritual stone to keep his daughter as a maid in your house for a year. This deal is really a bargain!"
A smile flashed across Liu Zhenglao's face and he teased.
"You two elders had better not make fun of me, I can't stand it!"
Wu Ming smiled bitterly and lowered his head to read the letter.
A few hundred words, concise and easy to understand, it made Wu Ming roll his eyes and almost jump to the point of shouting, "How can there be such a father in the world?"
The general meaning is that his son is unworthy, and thanks to Wu Ming's teachings, he now realizes his mistake, and hopes that the martial arts school can continue to take him in and accept the punishment.
As for the written evidence, just follow what Wu Ming wrote, and the girls have been sent to the martial arts school!
Judging from the meaning, it is almost necessary to set up a hundred tables of banquets for a warm celebration.
It's not like using a girl as a maid, but like sending a plague to someone!
"Trapped in a cocoon!"
As the initiator, Wu Ming has a headache, but he still has to take the responsibility of how to deal with this matter!