Chapter 325 Passing the assessment of the Situ government
Seeing Yuwen Tuo's perfunctory look, Yang Su laughed and said:
"Sure enough, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the mouse's son can dig holes.
Seeing you like this, I know why your Northern Zhou Dynasty perished.
I don’t listen to other people’s suggestions and just go my own way.”
Hearing Yang Su mocking him, Yuwen Tuo replied as if he was used to it:
"No need for you to worry about this, master.
I know what kind of person I am!"
After saying that, Yuwen Tuo picked up the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and turned around to leave.
Seeing the unruly Yuwen Tuo, the teacup in Yang Su's hand was crushed to pieces.
Yang Su was not afraid that Yuwen Tuo would hear it, and shouted directly in the lobby:
"If you didn't have the invincible Xuanyuan Sword, you would have died countless times."
Yuwen Tuo heard Yang Su's words and said with a sneer:
"One day, I want you to die under this Xuanyuan Sword!"
Yang Su sat in the lobby and ordered the servants beside him:
"Wait a minute and put up a notice to recruit a scholar to teach Yuwen Tuo how to read and write."
"Yes, Mr. Situ!"
The reason why Yang Su cultivated Yuwen Tuo in this way was simply because he wanted to turn Yuwen Tuo into the best chess piece in his hands.
To become the best chess piece, it is not enough to just know martial arts, so Yang Su trained Yuwen Tuo in all aspects.
As for Yuwen Tuo's obedience, the trump card in his hand forced Yuwen Tuo to obey.
Once Yuwen Tuo disobeys, he will torture the cards in his hand until Yuwen Tuo becomes obedient again.
Not long after Duan Fengyun returned to the inn, he heard the noise outside the room. He opened the window and saw a group of people rushing towards Yang Su's Situ Gong's Mansion.
With a confused look on his face, Duan Fengyun walked down the second floor, grabbed one of the panicked men and asked:
"Are you in such a hurry because there is something good ahead of you?"
The man replied:
"You don't know?
Earlier, Mr. Yang Situ from Mr. Situ's residence wanted to recruit a teacher for his precious apprentice. He would be paid five hundred cents a month and would also take care of food and housing.
This is a good job. What kind of high level of knowledge does it take to teach a little kid? If you are selected, you will be able to live and feed well in the future.
Don't hold on to me. If you wait until it's too late, the opportunity will be taken away by others."
The man pushed Duan Fengyun's hand away and hurried forward in a panic, saying plausibly:
"Run slower and wait for me."
Duan Fengyun smiled after hearing this and murmured:
“It’s true that when I feel sleepy, someone gives me a pillow.
Isn't this an excellent opportunity to sneak into Duke Situ's house and get close to Yuwen Tuo?"
Duan Fengyun turned around and walked into the inn. After dressing himself up as a scholar, he followed the example of others and ran towards Situ Gong's mansion in a panic.
As for the result, Duan Fengyun didn't believe there was anyone in the world who knew more than him.
When Duan Fengyun came to Mr. Situ's mansion, he was almost stunned when he saw the scene outside Mr. Situ's mansion.
This is the first time Duan Fengyun has seen so many people vying to be a teacher.
However, looking at the shabby scholars in front of him who came out sighing one after another, Duan Fengyun didn't feel pity or sympathy, he only felt happy in his heart.
He was glad that none of this group of people had been selected. If someone had taken the lead, he would have missed this golden opportunity.
Half an hour later, it was finally Duan Fengyun's turn.
The first time he walked into Duke Situ's mansion, Duan Fengyun felt a pair of sharp and sensitive eyes watching him.
Without thinking, Duan Fengyun guessed that Yang Su must be observing him secretly. Duan Fengyun remained silent and continued to walk into the lobby like a poor scholar.
Seeing Yang Su sitting in the lobby, Duan Fengyun bowed and said:
"Student Qin Shuang has met Mr. Yang Situ!"
The servant next to him shouted:
"Bold, you don't kneel down when you see Mr. Yang Situ!"
Duan Fengyun said with the arrogance of a scholar:
"How can a man kneel down easily when he has gold at his knees?"
Seeing that the servant wanted to continue talking, Yang Su waved his hand to signal him to shut up.
Yang Su smiled and said:
"I am recruiting a teacher today, first of all, to teach my disciple Yuwen Tuo's lessons.
In addition, you will also supervise Yuwen Tuo's every move for me, and report to me immediately if there is any abnormality."
After hearing this, Duan Fengyun cupped his hands and said with a smile:
"It should be at this time.
Mr. Yang Situ, you love your disciple so much and want to know about your disciple’s homework and studies. It’s perfectly normal.”
After hearing that Duan Fengyun in front of him understood what he was thinking, Yang Su smiled and said:
"You are the one who answered me the most among this group of people.
But if you want to teach my disciple the lessons, you must first see if you have the strength.
Well, last night happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon was full and full on the 15th day. You can write a poem with the moon as the theme.
If you can make it within the time of one stick of incense, I will let you be my disciple's husband.
Come on, light some incense!"
After Yang Su gave the order, the servant next to him immediately lit a stick of incense.
Duan Fengyun looked at the slowly rising smoke and smiled inwardly:
"The moon composes poetry, it's too simple.
Don't tell me just one song, I can make it for you if you want ten.
You, Yang Su, would never have imagined that great poets like Li Bai and Du Fu would appear in future generations."
Duan Fengyun looked at Xiang and imitated Cao Zhi, walking back and forth in the lobby.
Looking at the confused Duan Fengyun, the servant on the side mocked:
"It seems like it's just another show, and it's just what you say."
Duan Fengyun ignored him. When the incense was about to burn out, Duan Fengyun pretended to be inspired and shouted plausibly:
“A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raising glasses to the bright moon, facing each other into three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are in confusion.
They have fun together when they are awake, but they are separated when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet again in Miao Yunhan."
Duan Fengyun directly copied "Drinking Alone under the Moon" by the later poet Li Bai.
Duan Fengyun thought silently in his heart:
"Li Shixian, since you have so many classic creations, you don't mind if I prostitute one for free."
After listening to Duan Fengyun's recitation, Yang Su clapped his hands and said:
"Good, good poetry.
I don’t know what the name of this poem is?”
Duan Fengyun replied respectfully:
"Back to Mr. Situ, I named it "Drinking Alone under the Moon"."
Yang Su nodded and smiled:
"Good, good, good song "Drinking Alone Under the Moon".
You just said your name is Qin Shuang, right? OK, it's just you.
You go back and pack your things and report to Mr. Situ's house tomorrow."
Before Yang Su was transformed by the Demon King, he was originally a scholar who liked to study poetry.
Although his character was transformed by the Demon Lord, his deep love for poetry remained unchanged.
Duan Fengyun pretended to be frightened and thanked:
"Thank you Mr. Yang Situ!"
After bowing to Yang Su, Duan Fengyun left.
He was very happy now. Fortunately, when he came to the capital, he did not choose a good inn in a high-profile way, but just chose a decent inn.
With Yang Su's character, he would definitely send someone to investigate him. If it was discovered that he was staying in a good inn but came to work as a teacher earning 500 yuan a month, how could Yang Su not be suspicious?
After Duan Fengyun left, the housekeeper of Situ Gong's Mansion also hurriedly said to the people who were still queuing outside the house:
"Situ Gong's beloved disciple has been found. You can go home."
Everyone looked at the back of Duan Fengyun who left with a joyful expression, and coupled with the words of the steward of Duke Situ's mansion, they all knew that Duan Fengyun was the lucky one.
Their eyes were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred, but they did not dare to take action against Fengyun.
Now Duan Fengyun has been selected by Situ Gongfu. If they dare to take action, they will die miserably once Yang Su finds out.
They all still remember that when Yang Su's son rebelled and Yang Su killed his own son out of righteousness.
A person like Yang Su can even execute his own son, let alone people like them.
Therefore, they only had envy, jealousy and hatred towards Duan Fengyun, but did not dare to take any action.
Some people saw Duan Fengyun and enthusiastically blessed Duan Fengyun, hoping that they would have the opportunity to be supported by Duan Fengyun in the future.
After all, now Yang Su is also a famous person in front of the emperor, and Duan Fengyun will certainly be able to fight against the power of others, and the chickens and dogs will rise to heaven.
Duan Fengyun's expectation was indeed good. After Duan Fengyun left, Yang Su immediately called his Twelve Immortal Dao Army.
"Twelve Immortal Dao Army, follow this Qin Shuang immediately and investigate his identity for me!"
"Yes, Mr. Situ."
These twelve immortal Taoist troops are Yang Su's closest confidants.
These twelve people were all trained by Yang Su, ranked according to their zodiac signs, and named the Twelve Immortal Army.
Yang Su would not bring troops with him when traveling many times, but the Twelve Immortal Dao Army always followed Yang Su, so Yang Su could rest assured of the Twelve Immortal Dao Army.
After receiving Yang Su's order, the Twelve Immortal Army immediately followed Duan Fengyun.
When Duan Fengyun's consciousness detected that someone was following him behind him, he felt ridiculed in his heart.
"Yang Su, it is indeed you.
You are indeed careful enough!”
However, Duan Fengyun had already found someone to forge his identity during the day. His current identity is that of a down-and-out scholar, and his details are completely unknown, making it impossible to find out.
Of course Duan Fengyun knew that the cleaner the details, the more people would be suspicious of him, but he bet that Yang Su would be inexplicably confident and would not worry about himself even if he knew that his origins were suspicious.
The Twelve Immortal Army was divided into two groups, six of them went to investigate Duan Fengyun's family background, and the other six followed Duan Fengyun all the way to the inn where he was staying.
After confirming the room where Duan Fengyun lived, the six immortal soldiers returned to Duke Situ's mansion and reported the situation to Yang Su.
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The other six immortal soldiers who went to investigate Duan Fengyun's life experience also came back. Mainly because Duan Fengyun's life experience was too clean, so they completed the investigation without any effort.
Yang Su looked at the information in his hand. Of course he didn't believe this clean explanation of his life experience.
But just as Duan Fengyun thought, Yang Su was indeed very confident.
He mocked:
"No matter who you are or what you want.
I can only tell you that with the gulf-like gap in strength, no matter what you want to do, it will be in vain."
Yang Su's confidence comes from his strength, and his strength certainly allows him to be so confident.
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