Chapter 344: Passing the Situ Gong Mansion Assessment

Seeing Yuwen Tuo's perfunctory expression, Yang Su mocked him:

"Truly, dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the son of a rat will know how to dig a hole.

Seeing you like this, I know why your Northern Zhou fell.

You cannot listen to the advice of others and only insist on having your own way."

Hearing Yang Su mock him, Yuwen Tuo replied with an expression of being long accustomed to it:

"There is no need for you to worry about that, Master.

I know what kind of person I am myself!"

After saying this, Yuwen Tuo picked up the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and turned to leave.

Seeing the defiant look on Yuwen Tuo, the teacup in Yang Su's hand was crushed to pieces.

Yang Su was not afraid of Yuwen Tuo hearing him and shouted directly in the main hall:

"If it weren't for the fact that you possess an invincible Xuanyuan Sword, you would have died countless times by now."

Hearing Yang Su's words, Yuwen Tuo sneered:

"One day, I will have you die under this Xuanyuan Sword!"

Yang Su sat in the main hall and instructed the servant at his side:

"Go and post a notice later to recruit a scholar to teach Yuwen Tuo how to read and write."

"Yes, Situ Gong!"

The reason Yang Su cultivated Yuwen Tuo this way was nothing more than wanting to turn Yuwen Tuo into the most outstanding chess piece in his hand.

And to become the most outstanding chess piece, knowing martial arts alone would not suffice, which is why Yang Su cultivated Yuwen Tuo in every aspect.

As for the issue of Yuwen Tuo being obedient, the trump card he held in his hand forced Yuwen Tuo to obey him submissively.

Once Yuwen Tuo disobeyed, he would bitterly torment that trump card until Yuwen Tuo became obedient again.

Not long after Duan Fengyun returned to the inn, he heard a commotion outside his room. He opened the window to look and saw a crowd of people rushing toward Yang Su's Situ Gong Mansion.

A puzzled Duan Fengyun walked downstairs and grabbed one of the flustered men to ask:

"Is there something good ahead that you are all in such a hurry?"

The man replied:

"Don't you know?

Situ Gong Yang at the Situ Gong Mansion ahead is recruiting a tutor for his precious disciple, with a monthly salary of five hundred wen, plus room and board.

This is a good job; teaching a little guy doesn't require a high level of knowledge. If one is chosen, they will have no worries about food or clothing in the future.

Don't hold me back; if I go late, the opportunity will be snatched by someone else."

The man pushed away Duan Fengyun's hand and rushed forward in a panic, still muttering:

"Run slower, wait for me."

Duan Fengyun smiled after hearing this and muttered to himself:

"It really is someone sending a pillow just as I'm feeling sleepy.

Isn't this the perfect opportunity to infiltrate the Situ Gong Mansion and get close to Yuwen Tuo?"

Duan Fengyun turned and walked into the inn, disguised himself as a scholar, and then, like the others, rushed toward the Situ Gong Mansion in a panic.

As for the result, Duan Fengyun did not believe there was anyone in this world who knew more than he did.

When Duan Fengyun arrived at the Situ Gong Mansion, he nearly dropped his jaw at the scene outside.

This was the first time Duan Fengyun had seen so many people fighting to be a tutor.

However, looking at the shabby scholars sighing as they walked out one after another, Duan Fengyun felt no pity or sympathy; he only felt fortunate in his heart.

He was glad that none of these people had been chosen; if someone had beaten him to it, wouldn't he have missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Half an hour later, it was finally Duan Fengyun's turn.

The moment he walked into the Situ Gong Mansion, Duan Fengyun felt a pair of sharp and sensitive eyes watching him.

Without needing to think, Duan Fengyun guessed it must be Yang Su observing him in secret. Duan Fengyun remained calm and continued to walk into the main hall looking like a poor scholar.

Seeing Yang Su sitting in the main hall, Duan Fengyun bowed and said:

"Student Qin Shuang, greetings to Situ Gong Yang!"

The servant beside him shouted:

"Bold! How dare you not kneel when seeing Situ Gong Yang!"

Duan Fengyun said with the pride of a scholar:

"A man has gold under his knees; how can one kneel so easily!"

Seeing that the servant was about to continue speaking, Yang Su waved his hand to signal him to shut up.

Yang Su smiled and said:

"I am recruiting a tutor today, firstly to teach my disciple Yuwen Tuo his lessons.

Secondly, to supervise Yuwen Tuo's every move for me; if there is anything unusual, you must report it to me immediately."

After hearing this, Duan Fengyun cupped his hands and smiled:

"That is only right.

Situ Gong Yang, your deep love for your disciple makes it perfectly normal to want to know about his lessons and studies."

Hearing that the Duan Fengyun before him understood his intentions, Yang Su smiled and said:

"You are the one among this group whose answer pleases me the most.

However, if you want to teach my disciple his lessons, you must first see if you have the ability.

How about this: last night was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is roundest on the sixteenth. You shall compose a poem with the moon as the theme to let me see.

If you can finish it within the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn, I will let you be my disciple's teacher."

"Someone, light the incense!"

After Yang Su gave the order, a servant beside him immediately lit a stick of incense.

Watching the incense smoke slowly rise, Duan Fengyun laughed inwardly:

"Writing a poem about the moon, this is too simple."

"Never mind one, I could write ten for you."

"You, Yang Su, would never imagine that in later generations, there would be poetry masters like Li Bai and Du Fu."

Duan Fengyun watched the incense and, imitating Cao Zhi, paced back and forth in the main hall.

Seeing the bewildered Duan Fengyun, a servant on the side mocked:

"Looks like another show-off; talk is cheap."

Duan Fengyun ignored him, and seeing the incense was about to burn out, he feigned a sudden flash of inspiration and shouted sonorously:

"A pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone with no one to keep me company."

"I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, and with my shadow, we become three."

"The moon does not understand drinking, and my shadow only follows my body."

"Temporarily accompanying the moon and my shadow, I must enjoy myself while it is spring."

"I sing and the moon lingers, I dance and my shadow scatters."

"When sober, we share the joy; when drunk, we each disperse."

"Forever bound to a heartless journey, we shall meet again in the distant Milky Way."

Duan Fengyun had directly lifted "Moon Under Solitary Drinking" by the later Poet Immortal Li Bai.

Duan Fengyun silently thought to himself:

"Poet Immortal Li, since you have so many classic works, you won't mind me freeloading one, right?"

After hearing Duan Fengyun's recitation, Yang Su clapped his hands and said:

"Good, a fine poem."

"I wonder what the name of this poem is?"

Duan Fengyun replied respectfully:

"In reply to the Situ Gong, this humble one has named it 'Moon Under Solitary Drinking'."

Yang Su nodded and smiled:

"Good, good, good, a fine 'Moon Under Solitary Drinking'."

"You said your name was Qin Shuang, right? Good, you're the one."

"Go back, pack your things, and report to my Situ Gong Mansion tomorrow."

Before being transformed by the Demon Lord, Yang Su was originally a scholar who loved studying poetry.

Although his character was transformed by the Demon Lord, the love for poetry deep in his bones had not changed.

Duan Fengyun feigned a look of awe and gratitude:

"Many thanks, Situ Gong Yang!"

After bowing to Yang Su, Duan Fengyun departed.

He felt very fortunate now that when he arrived in the Capital, he hadn't high-profiledly chosen a fancy inn, but instead chose a decent one.

Given Yang Su's personality, he would definitely send people to investigate him; if it were discovered that he lived in a top-tier inn yet came to work as a tutor for five hundred wen a month, how could that not make Yang Su suspicious?

After Duan Fengyun left, the steward of the Situ Gong Mansion hurriedly said to the people still queuing outside:

"The tutor for the Situ Gong's beloved disciple has been found; you may all go home."

Watching the back of the joyfully departing Duan Fengyun, combined with the words of the Situ Gong Mansion's steward, they all knew that Duan Fengyun was the lucky one.

Their eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, yet they dared not do anything to Duan Fengyun.

Now that Duan Fengyun had been chosen by the Situ Gong Mansion, if they dared to make a move and were discovered by Yang Su, they would die a miserable death.

They still remembered how, when Yang Su's son rebelled years ago, Yang Su had upheld righteousness over family and killed his own son.

A man like Yang Su could even execute his own biological son, let alone people like them.

Therefore, they only felt envy, jealousy, and hatred toward Duan Fengyun, but dared not take any action.

Some people even warmly blessed Duan Fengyun upon seeing him, hoping for a chance to receive his patronage in the future.

After all, Yang Su was currently a favorite in front of the Emperor, and Duan Fengyun would naturally ride his coattails to success.

Duan Fengyun's prediction was indeed correct; after he left, Yang Su immediately summoned his Twelve Immortal Dao Army.

"Twelve Immortal Dao Army, follow this Qin Shuang immediately and investigate his identity clearly for me!"

"Yes, Situ Gong."

This Twelve Immortal Dao Army consisted of Yang Su's most trusted confidants.

These twelve people were all trained by Yang Su himself, ranked by the zodiac signs, and named the Twelve Immortal Dao Army.

Yang Su often traveled without troops, but the Twelve Immortal Dao Army always followed him, so Yang Su trusted the Twelve Immortal Dao Army implicitly.

Upon receiving Yang Su's order, the Twelve Immortal Dao Army immediately followed Duan Fengyun.

When Duan Fengyun's Spirit Sense detected someone following him, he sneered inwardly.

"Yang Su, it really is you."

"Truly cautious and prudent!"

However, Duan Fengyun had already had someone forge his identity during the day; his current identity was that of a down-and-out scholar, with a background so clean it left no traces to investigate.

Duan Fengyun naturally knew that the cleaner the background, the more suspicious it would be, but he gambled that Yang Su would be inexplicably confident and, even if he knew his origins were suspicious, would not worry about him.

The Twelve Immortal Dao Army split into two groups; six went to investigate Duan Fengyun's family background, while the other six followed Duan Fengyun all the way to the inn where he was staying.

After confirming the room Duan Fengyun was staying in, these six Immortal Dao soldiers returned to the Situ Gong Mansion to report the situation to Yang Su.

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The other six Immortal Dao soldiers who went to investigate the background of Duan Fengyun also returned; mainly because the background of Duan Fengyun was too clean, so they finished the investigation without any effort.

Yang Su looked at the intelligence in his hand; he certainly did not believe this explanation of a clean background.

However, just as Duan Fengyun had thought, Yang Su was indeed very confident.

He mocked:

"No matter who you are, or what you want to do.

I can only tell you that under the chasm-like gap in strength, whatever you want to do will only be in vain."

The confidence of Yang Su came from his strength, and his strength certainly allowed him to be this confident.

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