My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 455 - 315 Yiren Tells Fortunes

It only took three short days for the students of Wansong Academy, who were usually full of themselves and proficient in the Six Arts, to fully admire the new master.

Rituals, Music, Archery, Horsemanship, Calligraphy, Mathematics—there was none he was not versed in, none he did not excel at.

And his mastery was not the common sort.

He pushed each of them to the extreme.

A casual hint from him often left students enlightened, and even the academy's teachers would sit among the audience during his classes.

Wansong Academy.

In Li Nuo's mathematics class.

All the students listened with utmost attentiveness, and even several older teachers were fully absorbed in the lesson.

Zhao Zhiyi sat in the back row, gazing at Li Nuo at the front who was explaining the problems, her eyes slightly lost in thought.

In recent days, she finally witnessed firsthand that there truly was someone capable of excelling in all Six Arts.

This strengthened her resolve to keep him in Zhao.

But... what method should she use?

Song Yiren sat beside Zhao Zhiyi, propping her chin with one hand, gazing dreamily at the figure in front.

Although she did not understand what he was teaching, seeing those older men with gray hair and long beards, who clearly were learned, respectfully seeking his guidance made her feel a sense of pride.

Especially these days, when the female students of the academy looked at her with envy, which made her both happy and gratified.

After finishing a mathematics class at the academy, Li Nuo and Yiren went back to the embassy together.

In recent days, Li Nuo had been teaching them for two-hour sessions each day.

The subjects he taught included Calligraphy, Painting, Mathematics, Music, Archery, and Horsemanship. As for Rituals and Law, each country had its own differences, largely based on rote memorization, and there wasn't much to teach—it depended on them.

Yiren, holding his arm, said, "Let's go to the market to buy some food and cook ourselves."

After these days of interaction, she had fully embraced the role of his wife.

Pretending to be a married couple was indeed the right choice.

The talented ladies of the academy who admired him were all eager to approach, but fortunately, she was there to stop them, giving them no opportunity at all.

She had been steadfastly carrying out the task given to her by Song Jiaren and Li Anning—they should truly thank her.

As the two finished buying food and returned to the embassy.

In another residence in the capital of Zhao.

A man quickly entered a grand hall and bowed to one individual, saying, "Your Highness, the Six Subjects' Scholar from Daxia, who helped the Fourth Prince to completely wipe out that bandit organization, has been instructing students at Wansong Academy in the Six Arts these recent days..."

The man in luxurious attire put down the document in his hand and said, "What's so alarming about that? With only three months left until the Imperial Examination, it's not as if he's taking the exam himself. Did I not spend a fortune on numerous renowned scholars, and yet you think one man exceeds all of them?"

The man said, "Even so, from what we've investigated, the students at Wansong Academy have made significant progress these days. If this continues, it's likely that during the Imperial Examination, Cloud Stream Academy will be overshadowed by Wansong Academy..."

The movement of the luxurious man's hand paused; he looked up and asked, "Is that man truly so formidable that in just a few days he could accomplish this?"

Among the Four Great Academies, the number of advanced scholars each year was usually comparable. This year, the investment towards Cloud Stream Academy had been greater than ever before. He didn't believe that one man could alter or reverse this outcome.

The man answered seriously, "Your Highness should not underestimate the Six Subjects' Scholar. Throughout history, in any country, there has never been such an outstanding scholar. According to our spies in Wansong Academy, top students make progress almost daily—it surely isn't false..."

The luxurious man frowned. He had numerous strategists under him, but none could achieve this.

What had King Sheng promised him, that such a talented person would serve under him?

He thought of something and asked, "Did he not respond to the invitations we sent last time?"

The man replied, "The Sixth Princess seems to have an unusual connection with him. He did not respond to the invitations sent by the three princes."

The luxurious man thought for a moment and finally said, "Fine, no matter how talented he is, he's still only one man. Even if King Sheng wins the Imperial Examination, it won't affect the grand scheme, let him be..."

A talent of such caliber, if he could serve under him, would be ideal.

But if the person was unwilling, he had no way to force him.

The struggle for the throne must be conducted openly and with integrity. Any illegitimate means, if discovered, would instantly disqualify one from the imperial succession—no one would dare brazenly violate the taboos.

Zhao, Embassy.

After sending off a guest, Li Nuo directly closed the small courtyard's gate.

These days, the gate nearly wore out from the endless stream of visitors.

All these visitors came from the three princes' subordinates.

They brought Silver, often in amounts that went up to ten thousand taels of silver notes, some brought ancient artifacts and paintings, others brought women ranging from lolis to mature women, from young maidens to married women—slim, curvy, pure, seductive, all sorts, seemingly to test his preferences.

If his will were even slightly weak, he would have failed possibly every successive test.

Fortunately, with his vast experience and being surrounded by beauties of all types, these vulgar charms could not sway him at all.

Song Yiren watched as the woman swayed away, a scowl on her face, "Ugh, shameless!"

That woman had worn such revealing clothes that even her undergarments were visible, with the neckline plunging to the chest, squeezing out a deep cleavage—who was she trying to seduce? Truly a shameless woman!

Each day, there were women trying to entice him.

She felt relieved once more, grateful that she had come to Zhao.

If she wasn't there watching, these women's shameless and bold actions would be unimaginable.

Even if Li Nuo closed the academy gate, people would still come knocking.

For some peace and quiet, he and Yiren went to the academy early.

These days, teaching at the academy was going very smoothly.

The students selected by Wansong Academy were all top-notch, with exceptional comprehension abilities, grasping concepts almost immediately. Their proficiency in each subject was steadily improving.

While Li Nuo lectured, Song Yiren, feeling bored, strolled out of the academy alone.

As she reached a certain street corner, she suddenly paused.

At the street corner ahead, there was a small stall. The stall was run by an old man, and beside him stood a girl of about sixteen or seventeen.

Beside their stall, there was a banner that read "Divine Calculation."

In the past, she wouldn't even glance at these street-side fortune tellers.

But now, she was filled with curiosity about this line of work.

On the stall, the girl calculated with her fingers and told a young couple, "You will have children next year, no need to worry."

The couple looked at the old man, who nodded and said, "Rest assured, you are destined to have both sons and daughters, living a full life."

The couple left a few copper coins and walked away with smiles.

They didn't actually believe in fortune-telling, but felt pity for the old man and his granddaughter, so they decided to help their business.

The couple thought the money was just buying them a few auspicious words.

The old man pocketed the coins, smiled as he watched them leave, and said, "Fine, I'll help you avoid this little calamity."

He moved his fingers lightly.

A little further down the road, the woman suddenly craved some pastries and pulled her husband into a nearby pastry shop.

Shortly after they entered the pastry shop, a flower pot fell from the second floor of a nearby restaurant, shattering on the pavement.

At this moment, a figure approached the fortune-telling stall and said, "Old man, tell my fortune."

The old man looked up, slightly startled.

The girl looked at the woman in front of her and exclaimed, "Grandfather, it's the beautiful sister from Daxia."

Song Yiren looked at the girl and asked, puzzled, "Little sister, do you know me?"

The girl smiled and said, "We saw you in Daxia."

Song Yiren didn't remember meeting this grandfather and granddaughter pair and guessed that they might have seen Song Jiaren instead.

Nevertheless, she didn't explain, looked at the old man, and asked, "Old man, how much does a fortune cost?"

The old man replied, "Ten taels of silver per fortune."

This old man's fortune-telling was much more expensive than the last one, but Song Yiren didn't mind. She took out a hundred-tael silver note and placed it on the table, saying, "I'll have ten fortunes told."

The old man was taken aback but accepted the note, asking, "Miss, what do you want to know?"

Since they were about to leave Zhao Country soon, it wouldn't hurt to tell her fortune.

Song Yiren looked at him and asked, "Aren't you a fortune teller? Shouldn't you know what I want to know?"

The old man smiled and said, "In that case, I can only tell you five fortunes."

Song Yiren said, "Five will do."

Though it was halved, it was still a chance to see if this fortune teller had real skills.

The old man moved his fingers and said, "You will marry within the year."

Song Yiren was stunned. How did he know what she was thinking?

However, she knew some fortune-telling tricks. The last old man had said that nine out of ten young women who sought fortunes asked about marriage, so this was nothing unusual.

She looked at the old man and said, "Then tell me what I want to know next."

The old man calculated with his fingers again and smiled, "Next, you want to ask about cultivation. You will break through to the Fifth Realm within the year. Such a young age to become a Grandmaster, truly rare..."

This time, Song Yiren was truly shocked.

He had even predicted her second question correctly.

This wasn't something typical fortune-telling tricks could explain.

While she was stunned, the old man continued, "The next question, you want to know what realm you will reach in your life. That's not difficult, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

He couldn't predict it.

He couldn't foresee her future cultivation realm.

With his cultivation level, even if she were to reach the Sixth Realm in the future, he should be able to predict it.

He looked at the woman in front of him, shocked.

Not just the Sixth Realm.

Could it be------Martial Saint?