Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 76 "Where can I find a master?" the jailer asked, pointing to cell number one.

"Are you sure Young Master Fusu didn't go to the death row alone last night?"

"I'm certain! Absolutely certain! I specifically spoke with the warden of the death row. Prince Fusu went to the Heavenly Prison Death Row with a mysterious person! That mysterious person was wearing a long cloak, and I couldn't make out his identity."

"The fact that your identity is unclear is the greatest identity of all!"

"Teacher, what do you mean? Are you saying that the mysterious person is the king?"

Inside the highest office of the Mo Family Science Palace.

Gongshu Ban sipped his tea, while two disciples waited cautiously beside him.

Gongshu Ban explained in detail, "Right now, everyone in Xianyang thinks that Prince Fusu has arranged for Qin Feng to stay in the elegant boudoir, but little do they know, he's directly placed in the death row! How could a talent like Qin Feng be beheaded! His entry into the death row is merely a formality for His Majesty to demonstrate his stance to the royal family. His Majesty is telling the royal family that he will not repeat the mistakes made by the previous Qin kings; that is, His Majesty will not blindly trust the strategists, thus preventing the royal family from suffering countless deaths!"

"According to the way we Qin people do things, if you suggest opening a window, everyone will definitely object. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to mediate and agree to open a window. That's the art of compromise."

"The king first makes it clear that he will not tolerate the strategists and punish them. Then, according to the art of compromise, the royal family will obediently ask the king to release the strategists. In this way, everyone can live together happily."

The two disciples listened to Gongshu Ban's analysis of the current situation, nodding repeatedly. The disciple on the left, with a sour expression, said, "Teacher, is it possible that the royal family will not compromise?"

Gongshu Ban smiled and said, "If the royal family seeks dignity themselves, His Majesty will grant them dignity; if they do not seek dignity, Prince Fusu will make them passively accept it!"

"Some time ago, Fusu requested backup reports of all the materials used during the construction of the national treasury from the Science Palace!"

"Do you think Fusu is just idly checking tables? Fusu is sharpening his knives, ready to slaughter the royal family! These old bastards who like to take advantage of others, the king won't bother with their petty theft, but if they can't even distinguish between what's important and what's not, then they're courting death."

A Mediterranean disciple on the right nodded hurriedly, "Master's analysis is absolutely correct. According to Master's analysis, now that His Majesty has already visited the strategists, we should logically make our move! That kid is a science whiz! If he could come to our Science Palace, coupled with his exceptional eloquence, he would definitely be well-received in the court!"

The disciple with the bitter face said, "Furthermore, his martial arts skills are extraordinary! He's also very popular with the Martial Arts Alliance! He can change our current situation of being ostracized by the Martial Arts Alliance! With such a talent joining the Science Palace, our influence and funding will definitely double!"

Gongshu Ban looked at his two disciples and said irritably, "Funding, funding, funding!! Are you two good-for-nothings only interested in money? How many times have I told you! We researchers need to learn to cultivate a professional image. We are scholars, not businessmen! We should talk less about money and more about progressiveness and contributions! Only when we stop talking about money can we get funding. If you keep talking about money all the time, who will dare to give you funding?"

The second disciple, scolded repeatedly, said, "Master is right!"

Gongshu Ban looked at his two disciples and sighed, "Go and prepare some gifts, and while you're at it, call the other three vice deans and bring them the latest research projects. I'm going to be working on them late into the night with Young Hero Qin Feng!"

The two disciples hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes! We understand!"

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and a bald research director said in a panic, "Dean, Dean, something's happened."

Gongshu Ban said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? Why are you making such a fuss?"

The research director said, "The Martial Arts Alliance just issued a notice saying that the fire-fighting equipment in the Heavenly Prison Death Row is too old and needs to be replaced, and the working conditions for the staff are too poor and urgently need improvement. Starting today, the Martial Arts Alliance will be carrying out internal renovations on the Heavenly Prison Death Row. The specific time is yet to be determined. During this renovation period, no one is allowed to enter the Heavenly Prison Death Row! This includes our Science Palace and the Imperial Academy!"

Upon hearing this, Gongshu Ban's eyebrows shot up, and his teeth clenched so tightly they cracked. "You cunning strategists! You actually resort to underhanded tactics!"

The two disciples exchanged a glance. "What... what should we do? Has the Martial Arts Alliance completely monopolized Qin Feng?"

"But there's nothing we can do. From an administrative standpoint, the Heavenly Prison and Death Prison are more biased towards the Martial Arts Alliance and its military factions!"

"Teacher, are we going again tonight?"

Gongshu Ban slammed his fist on the table. "Go away, go away, go to hell! What are you three still doing here? Expecting me to provide you with lunch? Get out! Go back to work! If you don't meet today's curriculum standards, you're not leaving!"

"yes!"

"yes--"

Everyone was thoroughly scolded and left in a sorry state.

At this moment, the Heavenly Prison and Death Row were bustling with activity.

"Be careful, maglev crane, slow down! This is carrying General Wang Jian's old comrade. If you crash and break it, you'll be in big trouble!"

"Get out of the way! What are you looking at! Have you been a jailer for so long that you've forgotten your salary comes from the Martial Arts Alliance?"

"What are you glaring at me for? I'm General Wang Ben's personal guard commander, a high-ranking official in the Martial Arts Alliance! Look at you all, with your thuggish airs! Men, drag them all away and give each of you thirty strokes of the cane to restore your martial arts composure! That one leading the group is Warden Xie Yongqiang, right? How dare he glare at me! Give him fifty strokes!"

Amidst the adulation, a middle-aged, valiant general in plain clothes was seen leading a young man reeking of alcohol, striding briskly towards the depths of the death row.

The newcomers were none other than Wang Xu, the "Sword Immortal of Wine," and his father, Wang Ben.

Wang Ben was extremely burly, almost a youthful, enhanced version of the old General Wang Jian, standing at 2.6 meters tall with a robust physique, looking every bit the Heavenly King Demon Lord.

In comparison, Wang Xu and his father Wang Ben look completely different. He is the kind of wandering knight-errant who doesn't act properly when walking or eating, and would die if he didn't visit brothels every day.

As Wang Ben walked, he couldn't help but berate his son, "Look at you! You're both top-tier martial artists, but look at Qin Feng, so young and accomplished, with such a successful career..."

Wang Xu couldn't help but say, "Dad, he's in jail! In your eyes, being in jail counts as a career success?"

Wang Ben slapped Wang Xu on the back, cursing, "To be able to serve time in jail and have the King visit you in prison, that takes skill! If you could do that, I'd praise you for your success!"

Wang Xu grinned bitterly, knowing he had no way to deal with his father.

To be honest, I was really unlucky. Today, I was discussing some great topics about the birth of the universe and the fate of mankind with Miss Liu Rushi at the Red Pavilion when suddenly my father's guards rushed into the Red Pavilion and dragged me out of bed!

Wang Xu was absolutely furious at his father's rude behavior!

I have made it clear to my father many times that I am a good-for-nothing. He should not have any ideas or beliefs about me. He should use his power to cultivate my brother Wang Li!

In the end, Dad still noticed me. 🍬☠ ➅9𝔰Ⓗ𝔲Ｘ.𝕔Ỗ爪🐟♠

The reason the guards arrested him was simple: "Didn't you promise your grandfather you'd treat his old friend? Now's your chance! Come with me and get your grandfather's old friend treated!"

Wang Xu's father, Wang Ben, was a well-known filial son in Xianyang. With the beatings, Wang Xu quickly learned to understand human nature and was "excited" to bring his father to see Qin Feng.

"Good morning, Brother Qin! You look great today! You've even become more handsome! I'm so envious!"

"Are you really envious? Why don't you move in for a few days? I guarantee you'll have a regular lifestyle like me!"

"Haha, just kidding! Let me introduce you, this is my father, one of the Eight Valiant Generals of the Empire!"

"Qin Feng greets General Wang Ben!"

Wang Ben was a rough man. After a few pleasantries, he got straight to the point, "Young Master Qin, about that mecha of my father's, the one you promised me before, what do you think?"

Qin Feng said awkwardly, "I'm imprisoned, so I'm afraid I have the will but not the strength."

Wang Ben laughed heartily, "No problem! I've already brought my old buddy here, Young Master Qin, come with me!"

Wang Ben pulled Qin Feng and walked outside.

Qin Feng smiled on the outside, but cursed inwardly!

Are both the Wang family father and son this reckless?

I agreed at the time, but it was just a polite gesture. I didn't really want to help. My own "Wu De" hasn't even been repaired yet, so how could I be in the mood to fix your old man's mech?

But Qin Feng thought again. He had just planned to make money by selling handicrafts around Xianyang. If he could make good use of this opportunity to build a reputation, making money would be a piece of cake!

If I could take advantage of the situation and open a tutoring center to fleece a bunch of students, that would be awesome!

In this era, the concept of "Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher" is highly valued. Having a teacher is considered a way to expand one's network of connections.

The sunlight outside the prison was a bit dazzling. Qin Feng shielded his eyes from the sun with one hand and stood in the sun once again.

Breathing in the fresh air outside the prison, Qin Feng felt refreshed. Looking around, he noticed that the familiar prison guards were gone, replaced by expert guards from the Martial Arts Alliance.

Wang Ben walked up to him, gesturing towards the name repeatedly, "Come, come! Young Master Qin, this is my father's old buddy! Dongxiang!"

"My Wang family's ancestral roots are in the eastern part of Pinyang!"

"Young Master Qin, take a look! Is there a good chance of it being repaired?"

Qin Feng frowned as he looked at the Dongxiang ship under the sunlight.

How to describe it?

Calling it a mecha is a bit of an insult to the name "mecha".

This is just a pile of square metal junk cobbled together!

Judging from its messy, spiderweb-like wiring and its metal armor plates riddled with cracks, calling this thing a scrapped mech would be an understatement!

You're asking me to fix this?

Why don't you just let me build one for you directly?

Seeing Qin Feng frown and remain silent, Wang Ben felt somewhat embarrassed. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Young Master Qin, this old fellow has followed my father on his campaigns for over a hundred years. My father even calls the Mech Soul his brother! In my father's heart, it's more precious than me! My father is getting old now, and old people tend to be nostalgic, especially about this Mech Soul. It's always been a worry for him. You see, could you please give me a remedy? Even if it can't fight, at least activate the Mech Soul so it can keep my father company and chat with him. I would be eternally grateful."

After hearing Wang Ben's suggestion, Qin Feng couldn't refuse. He could only sigh sadly, "I'll see if there's any hope."

Wang Ben looked at Qin Feng's frowning face with unease, then looked at his drunken son who was sunbathing and slapped Wang Xu on the back of the head.

Wang Xu was stunned by the beating. Seeing the look in his father's eyes that seemed to want to devour him, Wang Xu knew it was time to make his move.

Wang Xu followed Qin Feng closely, muttering, "Young Master Qin, tell me the truth, can this mecha be repaired?"

Qin Feng said, "As you wish."

Wang Xu was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean by 'repair'? This old fellow is very important to my grandfather. Before my father came today, he patted my grandfather's heart and promised that he would definitely fix it. If it can't be fixed, I don't know how unlucky my father will be, but I might not receive my monthly allowance anymore, and Miss Liu from the Red Beauty Pavilion will leave me. I won't be able to live like this! You have to fix it for me no matter what!"

Qin Feng raised his hand and exerted force, pulling out a bunch of loose threads. He said helplessly, "Honestly, even a recycling center might not want this thing. You actually want me to turn it back into a mecha? Why don't you just let me build another one? Repairing your mecha is harder than building one!"

Wang Xu said, "To be honest, a low-grade Earth-level mech like this is only worth two or three hundred million on the market! I'll give you five hundred million! How about it?"

Qin Feng said with a bitter face, "It's not about the money, it's that the job just can't be done!"

Wang Xu said, "Eight hundred million!"

Qin Feng shook his head again.

Wang Xu's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth, "Ten billion, no more than that!!"

Qin Feng, while examining the circuit board, said with his head down, "Young Master Wang Xu, I really don't understand. Have I offended you? What did I do to make you think I, Qin Feng, am a money-grubber?"

"Money is nothing but fleeting smoke to me, Qin Feng! I don't care about money!"

"Your decision to increase the price is an insult to me!"

Wang Xu is at his wit's end. He doesn't want money. What do you want?

Qin Feng continued, "My mecha style is recognized, and a recognized mecha style needs to be widely disseminated, do you understand?"

Wang Xu instantly understood, "Young Master Qin means you can teach us how to build mechs?"

Qin Feng said, "Those who create a Dao in the world all hope that their Dao can be widely spread. Even Master Ou Yezi, in the end, didn't he pass on his Dao to his daughter and son-in-law, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie? So my philosophy is the same as Master Ou Yezi's. This art of armor forging is truly rare. If I were to accidentally die one day, wouldn't this art be lost? Therefore, my idea is, give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime! Rather than teaching you to repair mechs, I would rather teach you how to repair and build mechs!"

Wang Xu bowed deeply in excitement, "Thank you so much for your guidance, sir! Thank you so much! I, Wang Xu, am willing to become your disciple and learn how to forge mechs! Please accept me as your student!"

Qin Feng laughed and said, "Forget about taking on disciples. You and I are all students from the same school, so why the title of 'teacher'? Let's exchange ideas and learn from each other!"

Wang Xu exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, yes!"

Qin Feng added, "However, during this learning process, it's inevitable that you'll need to buy some study materials! You should be prepared for that."

Wang Xu patted his chest, "Armor forging is an expensive subject, what's the point of learning it if you don't have money! We're already very grateful that you're willing to teach us, and you can cover the materials and everything else!"

Qin Feng pulled Wang Xu around the Dongxiang ship.

Wang Ben was overjoyed. As soon as he got back, he was invited to a drinking party. He got completely drunk and boasted that his sons were all talented, and that Wang Xu would inherit Qin Feng's mantle in the future!

Upon hearing this, Wang Ben's brothers couldn't sit still any longer.

The brothers' relationship is such that they both fear their brothers' hardships and fear their brothers driving Land Rovers.

Your son is successful, but what about my son?

At this moment, everyone in Xianyang, regardless of whether they were royalty or newly rich, sprang into action.

In the Prince's Palace, Fusu sat there, applying a hot compress to heal his injuries.

The night before last, in theory, the father should have enjoyed what he heard and wouldn't have hit himself, but in reality, Fusu was hit again after returning home.

The reason is simple: look at you, look at Qin Feng, who is the same age as you. You have a marriage certificate, you have a totem, so why are you so clueless?

"Big brother!"

"I want to see my older brother!"

Outside the door, Hu Hai rushed in excitedly, "Big brother! Please sign me up!"

Fusu looked at his younger brother and said with a hint of helplessness, "Why even bother signing up!"

Hu Hai excitedly said, "Brother, don't you know? Qin Feng has started an Ancient God School mecha training course! He says it's free and teaches students in Xianyang how to forge Ancient God School mechas! Brother! I want to learn how to build mechas! You know Qin Feng, can you sign me up?"

Hearing Hu Hai's words, Fu Su hesitated and asked, "Are you sure it's free?"

Hu Hai said, "That's right! Young Hero Qin Feng said he was just sharing his experience and teaching everyone how to forge armor for free. He's such a kind person!"

Having already been beaten twice by Ying Zheng, Fusu was now, if not paranoid, at least suspicious of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng said it was free, so there must be some hidden tricks or schemes that you don't know about!

Fusu knew this kid all too well. He was known for his greed and ambition, so how could he do something that would harm others without benefiting himself?

Fusu looked at his younger brother, "Huhai, how about this, you go to the academy with your sixth brother. Mecha is such a boring thing."

"No!" Hu Hai exclaimed. "Brother, I want to forge a mecha! Bai Qi's grandson, General Wang Jian's grandson, Meng Tian's younger brother Meng Yi, and that stubborn Hao Ran Zhen Xian from Dan Qiu Sheng—almost 60% of the top experts have gone for training. I want to go too..."

As Fusu listened to his younger brother's words, his unease intensified.

Good heavens, most of these people who went there had some grudge against Qin Feng. If these old leeks go there, Qin Feng's big scythe will definitely swat them hard!

This is definitely a trap; anyone who jumps in will be skinned alive!

That's extremely dangerous!

Fusu pressed down on Huhai's shoulder, "Brother, things aren't what you think. In my opinion, Qin Feng is definitely not a good person. You'll regret it if you go back! Listen to my advice, don't go and throw your life away. My money didn't come easily!"

Hu Hai clung to Fu Su's leg, pleading, "Brother, lend me some money, I need a hundred million! I'll pay you back when I get my New Year's bonus. I want to learn how to build mechas, and once I've mastered it, I'll forge a mecha for you, okay?"

Hu Hai's embrace landed squarely on Fusu's injured leg, causing Fusu to grimace in pain and wave his hands frantically. "Go! Go! A bunch of idiots, do you really think Qin Feng is a kind person? Let's see if Qin Feng will swindle you to death! Someone! Bring one hundred million to my brother and tell him to get lost!"

Hu Hai was overjoyed, "Thank you, elder brother! Thank you..."

(End of this chapter)