Shura Martial God

C119 Scholar Jing Yun Had Accepted a Disciple



C119 Scholar Jing Yun Had Accepted a Disciple

0"Master Liu, you said Mr. Chu bewitched Ninth Prince? What a joke, even the Emperor admires Mr. Chu and listened to Mr. Chu's suggestion. You said that Mr. Chu bewitched him?"    

    

Luo Yao said with disdain.    

    

Feeling the pain in his legs, Liu Qunyao was shocked and guessed Chu Fann's identity.    

    

Those who win the hearts of the people will win the world!    

    

Liu Qunyao had heard this sentence more than a few hundred times. Beside his bed, there was also a copy of the official's insights and copied this sentence.    

    

"Chu. . . Mr. Chu Fann?"    

    

Liu Qunyao looked at the smiling Chu Fann as if he had seen a monster. His face was full of fear.    

    

At this moment, Luo Yao threw the evidence he had gathered in front of Liu Qunyao and said coldly, "Take a look for yourself. "    

    

Liu Qunyao took a look and saw the evidence of his corruption of the construction funds and the deduction of wages. His face immediately turned pale and he thought that it was bad.    

    

All along, Luo Yao and Zhao Xin had wanted to investigate Liu Qunyao. It was only today that they found the evidence.    

    

"Liu Qunyao, I dug you out from the inner pavilion of the Hanlin Court. I thought you would be a good assistant, but I didn't expect you to teach me some habits and ideas that would anger the people!"    

    

Zhao Xumin covered his face with his hand, and felt a burning pain.    

    

As a prince, no one dared to hit him. If he listened to lies and slanders, he would develop a habit. In the future, his eyes and ears would be unclear, and he would become a muddle-headed tyrant.    

    

Chu Fann was still playing with a pear. He gently threw it up and caught it in his hand. He smiled and said, "Xumin, admitting your mistakes can't change anything. Today, I will reward you with a slap. It will be useful. Let's continue next time. "    

    

"Mr. Fann, thank you! I know what to do now. "    

    

Zhao Xumin was not stupid. He knew that he had been bewitched by Liu Qunyao and had been influenced by him.    

    

In the distance.    

    

Some of the more daring migrant workers walked over and immediately thanked Chu Fann.    

    

Some people had heard of Chu Fann's name. They were crude people. When they heard that "the world is the world under the heavens," Although they didn't understand it, they still felt respect for Chu Fann.    

    

"Mr. Chu, at that time, we agreed to pay more than 4000 a month, including food and accommodation. We were paid a few days ago, but they only gave us more than 1000. They said that there are still a few hundred more to be paid after the project is completed. "    

    

"Yeah, my child goes to school in Zilai Academy. The tuition fees are expensive, and his talent is average. Other people don't even want part-time jobs. They are still waiting for me to pay them my salary and send their living expenses over. "    

    

"He didn't rest for a day. He worked from morning to night. A few of his brothers got sick from working so hard. They were sunburned to death, exhausted to death, and were whipped to death. We are suffering. "    

    

The farmers' eyes were filled with tears. Their bodies were covered in the smell of sweat. Their bodies were burning under the sun and their skin was red and swollen.    

    

There was a farmer uncle who was breathing heavily, as if he was going to have a heatstroke.    

    

When Chu Fann heard this, he sighed and immediately let everyone go to the shade to rest.    

    

Zhao Xumin's eyes were filled with tears, and he had a face full of self-blame. He said loudly, "Soldiers who whipped the peasants, all dismissed! Men, Sir Liu is greedy and has violated the law. Kill him immediately! "    

    

"Spare me, spare me, Ninth Prince! Spare me! My brother-in-law's second cousin and aunt's nephew's girlfriend and brother's great uncle is Grand Tutor Pang! Don't kill me! "    

    

Liu Qunyao prostrated on the ground as if he had gone mad and begged for mercy.    

    

Zhao Xumin was determined to kill Liu Qunyao and said angrily, "It's fine if I don't kill you. I will hand you over to the Ministry of Justice! You are after the property that Royal Father personally allocated. At that time, you will be implicated. Your family's life! "    

    

Upon hearing the severity of the matter, Liu Qunyao's body stiffened, and he became terrified.    

    

He immediately told the truth and returned the corrupted property.    

    

At the same time, he also donated a portion of his property and requested to spare his family's lives.    

    

Zhao Xumin agreed and immediately killed Liu Qunyao, then personally wrote a memorial to report to Zhao Jinzhu.    

    

The soldiers were fired and sent by Zhao Xin to guard the place.    

    

These soldiers were warned many times that if they beat or cursed people without permission, they would be severely punished!    

    

"Mr. Fann, what should I do next?" Zhao Xumin asked respectfully.    

    

"First, you apologize personally to appease the people. Second, pay the deducted wages and pay the compensation. Third, the construction of the Min King Mansion is rather luxurious, everything will be simplified. Fourth. . . "    

    

Chu Fann immediately suggested that Zhao Xumin follow his orders and carry it out step by step.    

    

Zhao Xumin was very grateful and immediately did as he was told. He personally went to the Yin Liang to send money, water, fruits and watermelons to arrange the time for the migrant workers to rest.    

    

The migrant workers were happy in their hearts. They thought to themselves that Ninth Prince loved his people as much as their children. They were very touched.    

    

Regarding Chu Fann, the migrant workers had already regarded Chu Fann as the spokesperson of the farmers. They were even more respectful to him as if he was a celestial being.    

    

Some of the farmers even thought that when they returned, they would give Chu Fann a memorial to thank him.    

    

After the consolation, Zhao Xumin repeatedly apologized to Chu Fann, "Mr. Fann, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not having a strong mind. "    

    

"You didn't do anything wrong to me. You don't need to apologize. If you don't listen to my advice, you won't succeed. "    

    

Chu Fann said very seriously.    

    

Zhao Xumin had been busy preparing recently and rarely saw Chu Fann. This caused him to listen to treacherous officials and do things that would anger the people.    

    

"Xumin will remember Mr. Fann's words. " Zhao Xumin cupped his hands and said with admiration and respect.    

    

After that, Chu Fann gave Zhao Xumin a detailed warning and left the place.    

    

After asking, Chu Fann found out that Zhao Xumin was currently in a heated military and political situation, leaving many princes behind.    

    

After leaving Min King Mansion, Chu Fann went to Beggar Gang.    

    

The strength of the Beggar Gang had also become stronger, and there were a few more Expert of Desolation Stages.    

    

Their ability to protect themselves in the Zilai Imperial City had also gradually become stronger.    

    

After discovering that the Beggar Gang was fine, Chu Fann returned to the academy.    

    

At this moment.    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

The students hurriedly rushed towards a school building.    

    

Each and every one of them was like a robber, chasing each other and panicking. They wished that their parents would give birth to another pair of legs.    

    

Chu Fann had been training for the past few days, but he did not know what had happened. With a wave of his arm, he stopped one of the students and said: "What are you going to do?"    

    

"Why are you blocking me?"    

    

The student was furious and wanted to beat Chu Fann up.    

    

He took a closer look and saw that it was the genius Chu Fann. His expression changed as he explained. "Mr. Fann, you don't know? Today is the day of Master Jing Yun's disciple recruitment! Let's hurry up and go. "    

    

After he finished speaking, he quickly left.    

    

Chu Fann shook his head. He wasn't interested in accepting a disciple.    

    

In his previous life, he was the Martial God of the generation. He stepped onto the path of martial arts and did not worship anyone!    

    

Now, Chu Fann did not have any thoughts of becoming a disciple.    

    

In the Asura Great Land, almost no one was qualified to be Chu Fann's teacher, not even the other powerful Martial God.    

    

Just as Chu Fann was about to turn around, a figure stopped him.    

    

"Mr. Fann, it's you! Don't go, follow me!" Loong Pann saw that it was Chu Fann and immediately pulled him along as they walked.    

    

Chu Fann curiously followed and smiled. "You didn't ask for my permission, did you introduce me to your master?"    

    

"You are indeed smart. "    

    

Loong Pann replied with a smile. He admired Chu Fann a lot, so he kindly told Master Jing Yun about Chu Fann.    

    

Along the way.    

    

Many students rushed towards the grand building. When they saw Loong Pann and Chu Fann, they were a little envious.    

    

Chu Fann had never seen Master Jing Yun before, Supreme Lord. Initially, he didn't want to go over, but since he was already here, he decided to go and meet him.    

    

In front of a tall building was a lawn the size of a football field.    

    

The lawn was filled with people. They were eagerly waiting.    

    

After a while, under the escort of the dean, Mo Yuancang, the Great Elder Zhao Zhenli, and many other teachers, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a green feather coat and a horsetail whisk, walked over.    

    

The old man's footsteps were steady and light. He looked a bit thin and weak, and even a gust of wind could blow him away.    

    

However, the eyes of many students were filled with endless respect.    

    

This was because this old man was none other than the top expert of the Zilai Ancient Kingdom, Master Jing Yun, Supreme Lord, who lived in Jing Yunfeng all year round.    

    

"Senior Supreme Lord! My talent is very good, and I'm diligent and studious. My name is Zhang San!"    

    

"I, Li Si, have extraordinary talent. I opened my meridians at the age of twelve, and I'm at the fifth level of the Body Refining Stage. I'm now a real transfer student. Senior, please accept me. "    

    

"Senior, I am very bold. My name is Wang Wu, and I might even become a Profound Arts Master. Please accept me as your disciple!"    

    

The group of students squeezed and squeezed on the lawn. They fought and fought, and without waiting for the green-clothed old man to come over, they shouted loudly.    

    

Many of the geniuses in the class wanted to become Supreme Lord's disciples.    

    

Most of them wanted to become Supreme Lord's disciples, and their faces were filled with envy. They knew that their talent was ordinary, and it would be difficult for them to become Supreme Lord's top disciples.    

    

Mo Yuancang personally found a seat and said respectfully, "Senior, please take a seat. Coming to Zilai Academy to recruit disciples, it really brings honor to the academy. We thank you on behalf of all the teachers and students in the school!"    

    

"Since the establishment of Zilai Academy, it has experienced many dynasties and nurtured a large number of talents. As a former teacher, I will definitely help a little. "    

    

Supreme Lord let out an aged voice and stroked his beard as he smiled.    

    

It was rumored that Supreme Lord was at least 200 years old, a figure from the last dynasty.    

    

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but sigh. They didn't expect Supreme Lord to be from Zilai Academy.    

    

"Senior, may I know who you will take as your disciple this time? What conditions do you have? Tell me, I will inform them immediately. "    

    

Great Elder Zhao Zhenli immediately asked respectfully.    

    

After Zhao Zhenli finished speaking, the entire school building fell silent.    

    

It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. The students wanted to hear what Supreme Lord wanted to hear.    

    

"Being the first to bear the brunt of the attack depends on one's talent. Secondly, it depends on one's character. Thirdly, one must be able to persevere and endure hardships. Right, Pan'er said that your academy's Chu Fann and Chu Feilong are not bad. Did they come today? "    

    

Supreme Lord's turbid gaze swept across the group of students on the lawn and said indifferently.    

    

The Pan'er he spoke of was naturally his disciple, Loong Pann.    

    

Zhao Zhenli hurriedly took a step forward and pointed at a student wearing a pure white feather coat in the crowd. "Senior, that's Chu Feilong, a member of the Imperial City Chu Clan. "    

    

"He's the junior of Chu Changming, right? His talent is pretty good. "    

    

Supreme Lord looked at Chu Feilong indifferently. His eyes were calm, and there wasn't much joy in them.    

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At this moment, two people came from a direction.    

    

The crowd made a path and arrived in front of Supreme Lord.    

    

Supreme Lord discovered that one of them was his beloved disciple, Loong Pann, and the other was dressed in red. He had a delicate and pretty face, deep eyes, extraordinary temperament, and extraordinary talent.    

    

His old eyes flashed, and his aged body suddenly stood up and said. "Good, good, good, good!"    

    


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