I Don't Know Martial Art Chapter 51

Chapter 51 - Treatment of teachers

Xiang Yun's voice caused w.a.n.g Wenjing to wake up from his emotions. As if he had realized that he had lost his composure, he hurriedly used his sleeve to wipe the corners of his eyes and wiped the tears off his face.

Immediately afterwards, he did not immediately answer Xiang Yun's question. Instead, he suddenly turned around and faced Xiang Yun!

Without any warning, this senior official of the imperial court actually clasped his hands together and bowed deeply towards Xiang Yun. He was actually bowing to the very end with utmost respect!

"Your Highness, the crown prince is a genius. Please accept this old man's respect!"

"Lord Prime Minister!" "No!"

At practically the same time, it didn't matter if it was Xiang Ling, the crown prince beside him, Xiang Qian, or Xiang Fei …

Everyone exclaimed, while the others were stunned on the spot!

G.o.d!

The dignified prime minister of the Wind Cloud Country, as an elder of the imperial court and an elder of the literary world, was actually treating a young man who was only eighteen years old with respect. This caused everyone to be a bit confused.

After all, with the ident.i.ty, status and knowledge of the future, even if Xiang Yun was a crown prince, there was no need for him to be so humble.

"Lord Prime Minister, what are you doing?" Even Xiang Yun was a little taken aback. How could he bear to have an old man in his sixties or seventies greet him in such a manner? He hurriedly moved to the side.

However, faced with the shocked expressions of the crowd, w.a.n.g Wenjing remained calm and spoke with a solemn expression as he looked straight at Xiang Yun.

"Your Highness, as the saying goes, 'learning without a leader' is enough to shock the world. This old man is untalented, and I have learned a lot, but compared to Your Highness, I am truly a person who can look at the world from the well. Only by being a student can I feel at ease."

w.a.n.g Wenjing's previous courteous att.i.tude towards Xiang Yun was because he was the son of the Shoulder King. However, his current humble expression definitely had nothing to do with Xiang Yun's ident.i.ty. What he admired now was Xiang Yun's peerless literary skills!

"In less than half an incense's time, with just a wave of his hand, a G.o.dly work that surpa.s.ses all others in the world was completed. How many people in the entire continent would actually do such a thing? And the young man in front of me right now is one of them! "

"Uh …" Xiang Yun didn't know what to say when he heard w.a.n.g Wenjing's words. He looked at the rest of the people, and the way they looked at him changed. There was also a hint of admiration in their eyes. Even his own father seemed to have a peculiar expression in his eyes.

"Isn't this too much?" Xiang Yun couldn't help but think to himself, that he wrote a poem consecutively overnight, moreover it's all amazing work, the shock it gives is naturally hard to imagine.

Thinking up to here, Xiang Yun wanted to divert everyone's attention to him. He suddenly turned to look at Lin Feng, who still had a dazed look on his face, and laughed coldly.

"Sir Lin, do you still think that my poems from before were copied?"

Xiang Yun's cold words were like a clap of thunder, startling the confused Lin Feng awake. The latter's face immediately revealed fear, unease, and an unimaginable gaze!

Previously, he had thought that he was dreaming. In the dream, Xiang Yun had written a poem that could be called a masterpiece. However, the moment he woke up, he realized that it was nothing but a dream!

"I … I …" Lin Feng opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something, but found that he could not say anything at the moment. That divine work had already caused his soul to fly out of his body!

"Me? Me? Who was the one who slandered me just now for plagiarizing other people's poems? How are you going to explain yourself now?" Xiang Yun took a step forward and arrived in front of Lin Feng. A powerful aura immediately emanated from his body, forcing Lin Feng to continuously retreat!

"How is this possible?" As Lin Feng retreated, he muttered to himself in panic!

He could not understand how a young man who was even younger than him, a good-for-nothing and well-known throughout the country, could have such an earth-shattering literary talent. Even if he had known when he was in his mother's womb, it was still impossible for him to write such a world-shaking work!

However, how could Xiang Yun explain himself to him in so much at this moment? He took another step forward and coldly said, "What, are you still going to deny it? I already said that earlier. If you lose, then get the h.e.l.l out of here."

Being pushed back by Xiang Yun's imposing manner, Lin Feng was once again forced to take a step back. However, this step back, he did not know that he had already retreated to the top of the stairs.

"Dong Dong Dong"

Soon after, he heard a m.u.f.fled sound akin to a winter melon rolling on the ground, accompanied by Lin Feng's miserable howl like a pig being butchered!

"Eh." Seeing Lin Feng tumble to the ground, Xiang Yun was slightly stunned. Immediately, he innocently turned his head to look at everyone.

"This is him rolling down on his own. I didn't push him down. All of you were just watching, this brat is simply here to b.u.mp into porcelain."

"Your Highness, please take a seat!" King Xiang's Wen Jing did not care for Lin Feng, who had rushed over to the pavilion in the spring. Instead, he quickly led Xiang Yun to the seat of honor before sitting him down and returning to the banquet once more.

At this moment, this first minister was extremely respectful towards Xiang Yun, as if he were a student treating his teacher with utmost respect. Everyone was a little dazed when they saw this, while Xiang Yun himself felt rather awkward as well. "Who told me to be so talented?"

Now, as w.a.n.g Wenjing looked at Xiang Yun, not only did he admire the latter's talent, he admired the latter's personality even more. This was because he thought back to three years ago, when Xiang Yun had come to the Orthodox Academy to seek study, the latter had done all sorts of mischievous things, all sorts of actions that would disrupt the order of the cla.s.sroom.

At that time, he had felt that this Yun was acting without restraint due to his ident.i.ty as the son of the heir, and he was also very mischievous to begin with.

However, tonight, Xiang Yun had created a masterpiece, a masterpiece, and another G.o.dly work. For an ordinary person to be able to create such a work so casually in their entire life, it was a gift from the heavens, enough to make them proud for the rest of their lives! And it was evident how high Xiang Yun's level of knowledge was.

Now, it seemed that it was not that Xiang Yun did not want to study at the Orthodox Academy, but that he had no law at all. In the future, just which teacher would be able to achieve the same level of knowledge and knowledge as Xiang Yun, and who would be able to impart knowledge to him?

Looking at the young man before him, w.a.n.g Wenjing was both envious and admiring. At the same time, he was secretly shocked. His Highness the crown prince had such a high school background, but had never shown it to anyone.

"Your Highness, I didn't expect you to be so well-hidden. This old man was really stupid. I didn't know that you were such a genius in the past, it's really a sin!" w.a.n.g Wenjing wholeheartedly accepted Xiang Yun's words as he raised his cup to toast him!

"Haha, Prime Minister w.a.n.g, you're too kind. I was just lucky today and coincidentally wrote two good poems." Xiang Yun smiled and said perfunctorily, wanting to put this topic aside first.

Hearing this, w.a.n.g Wenjing was speechless. He thought to himself, how could this be called luck? If it wasn't for the fact that he had an extremely deep literary foundation, ordinary people wouldn't have such luck even after 10,000 years.

"Your Highness, what is Your Highness's view of the Orthodox Academy?" w.a.n.g Wenjing suddenly asked something senseless.

"The Orthodox Academy is naturally very good!" Xiang Yun also replied casually.

"Oh? Your Highness actually has a very good impression of the Orthodox Academy. Then is Your Highness willing to remain in the Orthodox Academy?" w.a.n.g Wenjing's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at Xiang Yun!

"Huh?" The others also looked at w.a.n.g Wenjing in surprise. One must know that Xiang Yun was a student that had been chased out of the Orthodox Academy. Could it be that after seeing the crown prince's astonishing talent, w.a.n.g Xiangguo wanted to recruit him back?

"Cough cough … Prince Xiang, that Orthodox Academy is indeed very good, but this son of mine really isn't suitable to study in that sort of place, you know …" Xiang Yun had originally wanted to find a few excuses, but w.a.n.g Wenjing, who was at his side, simply laughed and interrupted him.

"Prince Ha, you misunderstand, Your Highness. I didn't say that I wanted you to be a student and listen in cla.s.s, did I?"

"What?" If I don't become a student, then what should I be treated as? " Xiang Yun was a little shocked, and the others were also very puzzled.

w.a.n.g Wenjing smiled as he explained, "With Crown Prince's great talent, even if you want to become a student, no one would dare to teach you. My intention is naturally for you to be a teacher and teach students of the Orthodox Academy."

"What, become a teacher!" This time, Xiang Yun was truly stunned. He had originally thought that this Prime Minister wanted to recruit him to the Orthodox Academy in order to continue his studies and bring glory to the Orthodox Academy.

It wasn't just Xiang Yun, but all the guests, and even the mighty Prince, Xiang Ling, didn't think that w.a.n.g Wenjing would make such a suggestion. They were well aware of just how important the Orthodox Academy was to Storm Nation.

The latter taught and raised people, gathering only those at the apex of learning. Even many generals of Wind Cloud Nation, in order to improve their literary foundations and the theoretical knowledge of the battlefield, had to go to the Orthodox Academy to receive an education. This showed just how important the latter was!

As for the students of the Orthodox Academy, they were all outstanding geniuses, not to mention the teachers they taught.

To be a teacher of the Orthodox Academy, the first condition one had to meet was that one's literary skills were absolutely unyielding. One had to have at least two lines, one that could achieve the reputation of a masterpiece.

After that was the birth of a scholar, the purity of his family background, his decades of study experience, and finally his extremely high qualifications. He had to be a scholar or a scholar in the literary world.

Only if all three of them met the requirements would they be chosen as teachers of the Orthodox Academy!

The latter's selection requirements were extremely harsh. All of the talismans that were able to enter the Orthodox Academy were renowned scholars and scholars from Wind and Cloud Country. Yet w.a.n.g Wenjing wanted Xiang Yun to enter the Orthodox Academy and become a teacher. This was truly unexpected.

"How is it? Your Highness, as long as you agree, I will handle all the formalities. " w.a.n.g Wenjing was somewhat anxious as he looked at Xiang Yun, hoping that he would agree immediately.

"That Lord Prime Minister, being a teacher of the Orthodox Academy at my age seems to be somewhat against the rules."

w.a.n.g Wenjing waved his hand and said, "The rules and regulations are set by humans, and the Orthodox Academy emphasizes the lack of age in learning. w.a.n.g Wenjing waved his hand and said," The rules and rules are set by people, and the Orthodox Academy emphasizes the lack of age in learning.

"This …" Xiang Yun suddenly felt a headache coming on. He wanted to repudiate the elder, but he was afraid of hurting this elder's face. Helpless, Xiang Yun turned his head to look at the man sitting on the seat of honor.

"Senior Prime Minister, the matter of becoming a teacher of the Orthodox Academy is too great. I am still unable to make a decision, so why don't you ask my father for his opinion?" Xiang Yun directly sent out a kick to the ball, sending the bundle to Xiang Tian.

Hearing this, w.a.n.g Wenjing remembered that w.a.n.g Xiang Lingtian was still seated side by side in the hall. When he had focused all his attention on Xiang Yun earlier, he had completely forgotten about this main character.

Immediately, w.a.n.g Wenjing hurriedly turned to look at Xiang Lingtian. He cupped his hands in a slightly embarra.s.sed manner and said sincerely.

"Prince, just now, this old man was too excited and was somewhat disrespectful. I hope that Prince will not take offense. I wonder what you think about the matter of Her Highness becoming a teacher of the Orthodox Academy?"

He only waved his hand and said, "I know Prime Minister w.a.n.g's good intentions, but Yun'er is still young, and her qualifications are shallow, so she naturally cannot a.s.sume the position of a teacher in the Orthodox Academy. Let's talk about this matter in the future."

"This …" With just a single sentence from Xiang Ling, w.a.n.g Wenjing knew that this matter was hopeless. In the future, one's status and ident.i.ty would be no different from golden words, but w.a.n.g Wenjing was still unwilling to give up. Even if there was a chance, he still wanted to seize Xiang Yun and enter the Orthodox Academy!

"Prince, since the Crown Prince is unsuitable to be a teacher, what if he is only a guest teacher of the Orthodox Academy?"