My Wife is A Sword God

There were more than just Fei Xun feeling uncomfortable; those officers and scholars who paid attention to academic disputes, as well as those devoted to the study of military strategy, all wanted to curse.

This feeling was like a charming young lady lying half-dressed on the bed, beckoning to you, and just as you were about to gallop towards her, she apologized and said it was inconvenient today, like the arrival of an unexpected visitor!

Who could endure such ambiguity?

“Who is it that ruined our good fortune?” A general in the mansion cursed loudly.

There were undoubtedly others who shared his sentiments.

Even on the side of the National Academy, Mo Siye, who studied military strategy, looked at the dissipated golden words with a sense of loss.

“It seems that the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower took action.” Liu Tianluo sighed with relief and regret in his tone.

As a military commander of the Divine Marquis Army and the military god in the hearts of the people of The Great Qian, he naturally admired that military strategy.

Seeing his thoughts, Old Man Liu smiled and said, “Why bother? That military strategy was written by our son-in-law. If you want to know the entire content, call him over later.”

On the Heavenly Heart Platform , Qin Feng, who saw the dissipation of the golden words, also breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn’t read it wrong, the Clear Qi that just swept by seemed to come from the direction of the Heavenly Tower?

So, the person who took action was undoubtedly the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower!

Tang Fei stared blankly at the dissipated grandson’s military strategy, with an expression of disbelief. 

Having studied military strategy since childhood, he naturally understood the profundity of that military strategy. 

It was simply beyond his comprehension, like the difference between heaven and earth! How could someone who pursued the Dao of Medicine have such a deep understanding of military strategy?

This gap was unbearable for him!

“Puff!” Being defeated in his own field in front of everyone, Tang Fei’s pride was damaged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

In his Divine Sea, the Heavenly Questioning Platform  also cracked at this moment!

On the side of the National Academy, Mo Siye frowned, then waved his sleeve to summon Tang Fei back to the platform.

This battle was naturally another victory for Qin Feng!

With this, Qin Feng faced the scholars of the National Academy, winning in more than ten consecutive battles without a single defeat!

On the side of the National Academy, everyone wished they could find a hole to bury their heads in.

At this moment, Qin Feng looked towards the National Academy and casually asked, “Anyone else?”

These simple words were like a collapsing mountain, making everyone from the National Academy breathless.

No one dared to meet Qin Feng’s gaze!

Mo Siye, upon hearing this, had a distorted expression due to anger, but he also understood that the overall situation was lost. Sending someone else to the stage for a challenge would only bring shame upon themselves.

As for him personally going on stage?

As someone nearly fifty years old, even if he won against a young man, what was there to be proud of?

That’s also why the people who challenged Qin Feng were all young.

The most crucial point is that he doesn’t have absolute confidence in defeating the opponent. After all, just now, the military strategy presented was beyond his own capabilities.

If it weren’t for the relationship between the two sides, he would have eagerly sought guidance from Qin Feng on all aspects of military strategy!

“We’re leaving!” Mo Siye coldly snorted, then brushed his sleeves and intended to leave.

Upon hearing this, the people from the National Academy felt as if they had received a reprieve and hurriedly tried to catch up.

But at this moment, they heard Qin Feng on the stage shout, “Hold on, everyone.”

“You’ve won this academic dispute, what else is there?!” Mo Siye’s figure halted, his voice filled with anger.

“Nothing much, just wanted to leave you all with a phrase before I depart—’Heaven imposes heavy responsibilities on one’s shoulders; its decree must first be felt in the heart and mind, the muscles and bones must toil, the body must hunger, and one must endure hardship.’

“Who decreed that scholars from humble origins cannot bring about an era of peace and prosperity in this world?”

His voice rang out loudly, like thunder exploding in the ears of the crowd.

The spectators, who were once cheering and lively, fell into silence. Some had tears welling up in their eyes, while others shed tears.

The students from those Poor Scholar Academy clenched their fists, tears streaming down their faces.

They almost forgot that the first lesson Master Qin taught them was this.

It doesn’t matter if others look down on you, but you cannot look down on yourself!

Mo Siye’s face twisted, and he didn’t respond at all. He directly turned and left, swinging his sleeves.

The National Academy group also left with him, looking disheveled.

Among the audience below, it’s unclear who was the first to shout Master Qin’s name.

Following that, the words ‘Master Qinr’ swept over like a tide.

On the top of the Heavenly Tower, Yang Qian smiled and said, “It seems that this time, our junior brother has become famous in Imperial City.”

“Well, not bad.” Fei Xun said so, but his mouth involuntarily lifted.

He seemed to see a way out for the scholars from poor backgrounds in Qin Feng.

A way that neither he nor Senior Brother Yang had found.

At the same time, on the top of the Heavenly Tower, the white-haired and white-robed National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower stood by the railing, looking towards the direction of the Imperial Palace.

More accurately, it was the direction of the Floating Dragon Hall!

“Huh? Look quickly, another golden dragon is moving!” The people guarding the Dragon Pillar shouted excitedly.

But just when they thought the golden dragon was about to open its eyes, it stopped.

Everyone was confused; it was the first time they had encountered such a bizarre phenomenon.

“Still lacking a bit,” said the Heavenly Tower National Teacher with a meaningful tone.

The sky had darkened, and Qin Feng did not return to the Qin residence. Instead, he stood in front of the gate of the Poor Scholar Academy, looking at the empty hall with emotion.

Nowadays, there was barely one in ten students left in the Poor Scholar Academy. Even if he defeated the National Academy, what difference would it make?

He deeply understood a truth: if the imperial examination system wasn’t widely implemented, the future of students from humble backgrounds would be nothing but a joke.

At that moment, he heard a series of footsteps.

Turning around, he saw all the students of the Poor Scholar Academy standing in front of him.

“You guys?” Qin Feng looked surprised.

Han Zhi stepped out of the crowd, his eyes red, and said, “Master Qin, I still want to study at the Poor Scholar Academy.”

“Me too.”

“Count me in!”

Qin Feng looked at the faces of these young people with relief in his eyes.

But he shook his head and said, “From now on, there will be no more Poor Scholar Academy.”

Upon hearing this, the young people were shocked.

“Did we hurt Matser Qin’s feelings when we left?” the students said with embarrassment.

Qin Feng didn’t answer. Instead, he turned and looked up at the plaque of the academy, giving a self-deprecating smile.

Should scholars be divided into humble and privileged? It was time to change the name of this academy.

“Wife, help me with something.”

As the words fell, Liu Jianli came to his side and asked, “What is it?”

“Help me erase the inscription on that plaque.”

Hearing this, Liu Jianli nodded slightly. 

With a wave of her right hand in the air, the three characters of the Poor Scholar Academy disappeared.

“Can you take me up there?” Qin Feng asked again.

“Sure!”

With a single-handed lift, Liu Jianli jumped high, bringing Qin Feng to the side of the plaque.

Qin Feng’s fingertips gathered white inches, and on the plaque, he swiftly wrote and erased. 

In a moment, the students saw the words “Peaceful Academy” popping up on the plaque.

Then Qin Feng landed back on the ground. On the pillars on either side of the academy, he waved his fingertips again.

Liu Jianli’s beautiful eyes flickered as she silently recited, “Though the strong wind may blow, surging waves will sometimes yield; With sails set high, we’ll navigate the vast sea.”

At the moment the pen fell, Qin Feng smiled and said, “From now on, this is Peaceful Academy!”