"Mr. Zheng, why did your chess style suddenly become so different? Isn't it like your previous steady and simple style?"
Qi Muen looked at Zheng Qingfang in surprise, but what concerned him more was why he came to the door suddenly?
Although the two of them were considered acquaintances, because one was a veteran official of three dynasties and the other was a consort and a relative, in order to avoid suspicion and avoid suspicion by His Majesty the Emperor, the two would never go to each other's home.
What kind of wind is blowing today?
Zheng Qingfang chuckled and said nothing.
After another dozen moves, Zheng Qingfang was defeated and unable to recover.
"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry!"
Qi Muen smiled proudly.
"Ha ha!"
Zheng Qingfang didn't even look at the chessboard and surrendered. Then he picked up the tea cup, admired the lotus flowers in the lake, and took a sip.
What is this for?
We don’t know anything and we don’t dare to ask!
Qi Muen frowned and drank tea slowly. Doesn't this old man want me to donate money again? But his courtyard is indeed too exquisite.
Suddenly, Zheng Qingfang slapped his thigh and laughed: "Haha, come on, come on!"
Qi Muen almost fell off the chair in shock.
"Prince-in-law, I'm going to take my leave today because I'm just catching up on old times!"
Zheng Qingfang stood up.
"Mr. Zheng, I heard that droughts are occurring in several counties in Yandong Province this year. The weather is dry and there is little rain. I, Qi Muen, have no ability, so I can only donate one million taels to help the victims."
Qi Muen took the initiative to speak. He was worried that the old man would bite off a big bite of his flesh.
"Um?"
Zheng Qingfang was stunned for a moment, but he was also an old fox. As soon as his mind turned around, he knew what Qi Muen was thinking, and he immediately laughed.
"You……"
When Zheng Qingfang was the prime minister, his favorite thing to do was to force the royal relatives to donate money. After all, they were fed by the people's wealth and wealth.
But today, Zheng Qingfang did not come here for this matter.
"Prince-in-law, you are worrying too much. Even if I want to get money, I will go to that bastard Li Zixing!"
Zheng Qingfang comforted him.
"hehe!"
Qi Muenxin said, I believe you, you are a bad old man and you are very bad.
If Li Zixing's money was so easy to get, you would have killed him ten times.
"Sun Mo is coming back!"
After Zheng Qingfang finished speaking, he said goodbye and left.
…
"Sun Mo? The two-star famous teacher assessment is over?"
Qi Muen frowned and then went to the study room.
In the past half month, he had been obsessed with fishing, so he didn't pay much attention to Sun Mo's affairs. After all, Li Ziqi was not his biological daughter.
There were many letters on the desk, half of which were about Sun Mo's stay in Xiling City.
This is what Qi Muen ordered people to do. After all, his wife also has to intervene.
After casually opening a few envelopes and reading them, Qi Muen's expression became shocked.
Isn't it?
Got perfect marks in the written test, perfect marks in on-site teaching, won the championship in a battle between famous teachers, and then won the title of chief?
Look further down,
Sun Mo's three students actually took the top three spots in the personal battle?
Do you want to be so strong?
Qi Muen's first reaction was that the slave sent was bribed by Ziqi. Otherwise, how could one person achieve such a result?
This is too inhumane.
Look at what’s written here. Sun Mo crushed Bai Shuang from Qingtian Academy. My dear, that genius psychic is number 11 on the list of famous teachers and heroes!
Why should Sun Mo?
Is it painting?
Don't tell me, if you draw, Sun Mo can really win!
But there is no such category as painting skills in the famous teacher assessment!
Qi Muen opened the envelopes. The more he read, the more untrue he felt. But his reason told him that the slave did not dare to lie to him, and if these things were true, he could find out by just asking around.
So the servants of the Prince Consort's Mansion came out in full force, and an hour later they brought back all kinds of news.
Zhongzhou University, in particular, focused on publicizing the fact that Sun Mo had won the double first prize.
"That Sun Mo is so ridiculously strong?"
Qi Muen was shocked, and then suddenly realized that no wonder Zheng Qingfang paid a sudden visit, just to show off, and to tell himself that the teacher Zi Qi had chosen was fine.
Ding!
Favorability from Qi Muen +300, friendliness (612/1000).
"Haha, my one million taels!"
Qi Muen smiled bitterly, but then his thoughts turned to Zi Qi again. He was a little relieved and a little admired. It seems that our little princess has chosen an excellent teacher this time.
…
Zheng Qingfang returned home and was a little bored. He was going to read Journey to the West again to relieve his boredom. But as soon as he entered the study, he saw Xia He sitting on a chair, crying secretly. Her eyes were red and swollen, like a big peach.
Ahem!
The housekeeper who was following Zheng Qingfang coughed twice.
"Ah? Master!"
Xia He quickly stood up and saluted.
"What's wrong?"
Zheng Qingfang saw some letter paper in Xia He's hand and actually guessed the reason.
"This slave deserves to die, this slave is just homesick!"
Xia He explains
"Xia He, I gave you a chance, but you couldn't seize it!"
Zheng Qingfang shook his head.
What was written on those letters was about Sun Mo.
Xia He was very talented. Zheng Qingfang admired her and treated her like a granddaughter, so he allowed her to read in the study.
After hearing this, Xia He couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly.
She never imagined that in just half a year, Sun Mo would go from a newly hired trainee teacher to a super star in the world of famous teachers!
Double first prize winner!
No matter how stupid Xia He is, he still knows how valuable this title is, and Sun Mo's future will definitely be bright.
Thinking of this, the regret in Xia He's heart seemed to turn into a poisonous snake, almost biting her to death. Why didn't I stay like Dong He?
Thinking of Dong He, Xia He began to be jealous of her again. She boasted that her talent, knowledge and sentiment were far superior to Dong He's, but what's the use?
You guys have good taste!
The first maid who followed Sun Mo and grew up with him, Xia He thought with his toes and knew what position Dong He would have in the Sun family in the future.
"Do you regret it?"
Zheng Qingfang sat down and said: "You will have many regrets in the future. At the end of the year, Sun Mo will challenge to be promoted to three stars in one year. If he wins another chief, he will be the first among the young generation."
Xia He didn't say anything, but a trace of resentment suddenly arose in his heart. He really wanted to see Sun Mo fail the exam. It would be better if he was directly hit and gave up the profession of a famous teacher.
Otherwise, how could I bear it if you were living so well?
…
Zheng Qingfang was sitting in the garden, drinking tea and looking at the Journey to the West in his hand. The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became. This was Sun Mo's handwritten manuscript.
When Sun Mo becomes the Second Saint, how much will this manuscript be worth?
have no idea!
Anyway, the descendants have lost all their family property. As long as they sell this manuscript, they will definitely have the capital to make a comeback.
"My Lao Zheng's vision is still so sharp!"
Zheng Qingfang praised himself, and when he remembered that he still had Sun Mo's famous paintings, he couldn't help humming a tune, beautiful! So beautiful!
…
Beixiang District, Wangfu, reception room.
"How is the enrollment situation this year?"
Li Zixing asked.
"good!"
Cao Xian's voice was weak.
"Why did I hear that there are two-thirds fewer students than in previous years?"
Li Zixing's tone was accusatory.
"..."
Cao Xian was silent, what can I do? I am also desperate.
An Anhui was so cunning. After Sun Mo got the double chief position, he started holding an admissions meeting and directly pulled away all the students.
"If I had known earlier, I should have held an admissions meeting in advance."
Cao Xian muttered, and then became a little depressed. He actually gave up? You know that in the past, Wandao College had to compete with Zhongzhou University in everything, and they deliberately chose the same enrollment time as them.
I just didn’t expect it to be so miserable this time!
"I need an explanation!"
Li Zixing is impatient. With fewer students, won’t my plans be shelved?
"They have Sun Mo!"
Cao Xian pouted.
"What?"
Li Zixing frowned.
"They have Sun Mo!"
This time, Cao Xian raised his voice: "When it comes to the level of the school, Zhongzhou University is the same as us. When it comes to infrastructure, they have a dark illusion tower. When I first saw that thing, I wanted to dig it back and install it in ours.
on campus.”
"As for using famous teachers to attract students? Haha, Wuji has achieved two stars in a row in a year, and the ranking is not low, but there is a double chief opposite, and he is sixth on the list of famous teachers. What can I do with them?
Fight?"
At the end of the story, Cao Xian almost cried.
Disaster!
It’s really hard for the principal to do this!
boom!
Li Zixin's chest heaved violently and he dropped the teacup on the ground.
Zhongzhou Academy was obviously going to die. When the time came, Wandao Academy would annex it. This would be the most prestigious school in Jinling and even the Tang Dynasty. But because of the arrival of Sun Mo, it actually came back to life?
"This Sun Mo is ruining all my good deeds!"
Li Zixing gritted his teeth. Even if he wanted to assassinate Sun Mo now, it would be difficult to do so.
Sun Mo was too famous, so Li Zixing had to offer a very high price to get a greedy killer to take the order, and there was no guarantee of completion.
Sun Mo is the champion of the famous master battle, which means that he is very good at fighting, and he also has the reputation of the Hand of God and the master of spiritual patterns.
Maybe Li Zixing had just finished picking up the killer, and the killer turned around and sold him. After all, it was the hand of God.
When it comes to assassination, you either don't do it or you succeed with one blow. You must not let any news leak, otherwise your reputation will be ruined.
There was an embarrassing silence in the living room.
"I'm going back first. Counting the time, it's time for Wuji to come back. I hope he can bring me some good news!"
Cao Xian stood up.
"I don't care, if Wandao College cannot defeat Zhongzhou University in the admissions meeting this year, my investment will be halved!"
Li Zixing's eyes became ferocious.
"How is this possible?"
Cao Xian was shocked. More than 90% of Wandao College's funds came from Li Zixing. Without him, the school would not be able to pay salaries.
"why not?"
Li Zixing's tone was cold: "If you can't do it, then it proves that you are not good enough. Principal Cao, this is your last chance."
Li Zixing put extra effort into the word "principal". The meaning is self-evident. If you can't suppress Zhongzhou University, then resign and get out.
Cao Xian's mood became worse.
Returning to Wandao College in a carriage, Cao Xian got off the car at the school gate. He wanted to take a walk and be quiet, but at this moment, a handsome and outrageous young man burst into view.
"Who is this? Why are you wearing our Wandao teacher's uniform?"
Cao Xian frowned, could someone be cheating under the banner of Wandao Academy?