Absolute Great Teacher

Chapter 1206: Are You Willing to Be My Prince Consort?

Translator: Lordbluefire

“What the hell is this question?”

Sun Mo was stunned. As a man who had never been in a relationship, most of his understanding of women came from p*rn movies. He did not understand Jiang Yuzhen’s true intentions.

Usually, only female scammers on the Internet would say such explicit things.

Princess Flying Swallow quietly looked at Sun Mo and waited for his reply.

“I don’t know you well.”

Sun Mo was conflicted for a few minutes before giving an answer. “You should ask someone who knows you better.”

If Gu Xiuxun was here, she would definitely say, “It’s no wonder that you are single for so long. You can’t even grasp the opportunity when it’s presented to you. You’re really useless.”

“What’s your first impression?”

Jiang Yuzhen did not blame Sun Mo for being unromantic. Instead, she acknowledged this answer. After all, in this world, the hardest thing to see through was humans.

If Sun Mo were to speak frivolously and praise her, she would feel that this person was unreliable.

“Beautiful and have a nice body, but you don’t value any of that. You should have some kind of aspiration in your heart, and you’re constantly putting hard work into achieving it.”

Sun Mo did not mince his words. After all, after the Five Empires War Discussion ended, even if he came to Qi Country again in his life, he would probably not have the chance to interact with Jiang Yuzhen again. Therefore, he said whatever came to his mind. “Although you have a headstrong character, you’re able to listen to other people’s opinions. However, most of the time, even if you listen to them, you will not do it. It’s because deep down, you think that you’re right.”

“…”

Jiang Yuzhen fell into deep thought, seriously reflecting on Sun Mo’s words. (He is actually more than 90% right. Am I too superficial? Or is Sun Mo’s judgment too good?)

“How do you feel about me?”

Princess Flying Swallow asked again.

“Didn’t I already tell you?”

Sun Mo was stunned. (Are you a Matryoshka doll? Or a repeater?)

“No, I’m asking, what are your feelings toward me as a woman?”

Jiang Yuzhen explained.

“I want to sleep with you. When you’re dressed in your military uniform.”

Sun Mo had a strong urge to say this, but he controlled himself. “I’m not a Saint. How do you think I feel about you?”

Jiang Yuzhen tilted her head and after some thought, she understood Sun Mo’s hidden meaning. Her face, which always wore a cold expression, had a layer of flush appearing on it.

“Is there anything else? If there’s nothing else, I’m going back!”

Sun Mo did not want to talk about such meaningless topics.

“One last question!”

Jiang Yuzhen looked into Sun Mo’s eyes and asked in a serious tone, “Are you willing to be my prince consort?”

“What?”

Sun Mo heard it clearly, but he felt that he might have heard wrongly. A princess recommending herself to be his wife?

It must be a joke, right?

“Prince consort!”

Jiang Yuzhen emphasized.

“Your Highness, is it fun to be teasing me?”

Sun Mo’s expression turned cold.

He was no longer the poor man he was in the modern world who could only admit his defeat when scammed for a few thousand yuan by women.

To put it bluntly, even if Sun Mo hit Jiang Yuzhen now, he could still get away with it unscathed.

“I’m not teasing you!” Jiang Yuzhen was a little angry. “I’m serious!”

“Do you know that you have a high chance of becoming the next Qi Emperor?”

Sun Mo smiled. If she was an ordinary princess, she might have asked him to be her male companion because she admired him for his looks and talent. However, this was absolutely impossible for Jiang Yuzhen.

Unless she didn’t wish to ascend to the throne.

“It is precisely because I want to become the Qi Emperor that I cannot do as I please with my marriage. I need to consider the future of the entire Qi Country!”

Jiang Yuzhen explained.

“What does that mean?”

Sun Mo did not understand. He hadn’t watched many palace dramas and really did not have those hidden dark thoughts!

“I want to become the Qi Emperor. For the sake of the Qi Country’s stability, it would be best if my prince consort is someone who doesn’t have any background or comes from a poor and humble family!”

Jiang Yuzhen explained patiently.

Sun Mo nodded. He understood this. If the prince consort came from an influential family, it was very likely that they would form a huge power with their relatives that could affect the imperial court.

“I’m not boasting, but I’m really amazing in terms of military tactics. I believe that I will be a famous general who can lead armies to war. However, I’m not good at ruling a country, as well as taking command over the imperial court and all the officials. I don’t have the talent to rule a country, so I hope that my child can make up for this flaw and become a wise ruler!”

Jiang Yuzhen looked at Sun Mo and said, “A 24-year-old 5-stars great teacher who has created a record in the great teachers world. Moreover, you’re a great ancestor-level spirit runist as well as a grandmaster-level spirit controller and herbalist. I feel that someone like you is definitely outstanding in terms of intelligence. Therefore, the child we have together will definitely have extraordinary talent in both military and political matters.”

Of course, there was also another factor. Sun Mo was handsome. Jiang Yuzhen didn’t detest him and could accept having a child with him.

Jiang Yuzhen had looked into things and understood that if one wanted to have a child, they had to have intimate contact. This was really troublesome.

“…”

Sun Mo thought to himself. (Alright, Princess Flying Swallow has taken a fancy to my seeds and wants to take an approach of giving birth to and nurturing a child under optimal conditions!)

“I’m not doing this for the Qi Country, but for all the people in the Nine Provinces.”

Jiang Yuzhen took a deep breath and looked at the starry sky. “During the Calligraphy Battle earlier, I wrote down my aspirations. All of you might think that it’s bizarre, but I’m serious about it!

“Without military power, there will be no political power. But no matter what era it is, even if suppressed peasants revolted and eventually succeeded in taking over the ruling of a country, what have they done?”

Jiang Yuzhen sneered. “The youth who slew the dragon eventually became an evil dragon.”

“You’re thinking of building an armed force that can suppress all the countries in the Nine Provinces and then hand it over to someone worth entrusting?”

Sun Mo understood. This person had to be someone impartial and detached from vulgar interest, able to be fair and just.

“That’s right. Our child should be able to shoulder this responsibility. When he’s about to die, he can raise a successor himself. With this done for generation after generation, this armed force will be passed down. Then, the entire Nine Provinces will be able to live in peace and prosperity under its protection forever.”

When Jiang Yuzhen said this, she seemed to emit a certain glow.

She really wanted to do that!

“Aren’t you afraid that our child will become a tyrant?”

Sun Mo asked.

“I’ll instill in him the correct life aspirations.”

Jiang Yuzhen said seriously, “And since you have a chance to become a Saint, I believe that your magnanimity shouldn’t be above that of ‘enslaving’ others, right?”

“Your thinking is too idealistic. It’s impossible to realize!”

Sun Mo shook his head.

“How do you know that it’s impossible without trying?”

Jiang Yuzhen rebutted, “We were born without having to worry about food and clothes, without having to worry about marriage. We’re much happier than those commoners who work hard for food every day. We should take on more responsibilities.”

“Yuzhen, you’re a good woman!”

Sun Mo sighed. She was much better than those women who only knew how to show off their wealth, such as driving a G-Wagon to the Forbidden City and thinking about what luxury goods to buy all the time.

“In that case, come be my prince consort and have children with me then?”

Jiang Yuzhen invited him.

“Do you really trust your judgment that much? What if the child we give birth to is a mediocre person?”

Although Sun Mo said that, he was secretly a little happy.

This was the recognition from a real princess with power!

Moreover, if Jiang Yuzhen were to ascend to the throne, wouldn’t he be the ’empress’?

This could be considered the pinnacle for one marrying into the bride’s family, right?

If this military lady with long legs was placed in the modern world, Sun Mo wouldn’t even have the chance to join the queue to be a bootlicker.

“It’s alright, I can give birth to another!”

Jiang Yuzhen had considered this problem. “I’ll have three children with you!”

Sun Mo frowned. From what she said, if all three children she gave birth to weren’t up to it, it seemed like she wanted to change to another man and continue trying?

(F*ck, why do I feel like I’m going to be made a cuckold?)

“Sun Mo, will you consider it for the people of the Nine Provinces?”

Jiang Yuzhen persuaded. “Whatever An Xinhui can give you, I can give you too. I can even give you more!”

“I don’t like to be a live-in son-in-law!”

Sun Mo smiled and rejected her. “Alright, I’m going back. Yuzhen, to tell you the truth, your Utopia project might seem to be feasible, but just based on your charisma, it’s impossible for such a team to flourish forever. This is because a team is formed by people, and everyone will have their requests!”

Jiang Yuzhen fell into deep thought.

“Perhaps the first, second, and even tenth generations, be they leaders or soldiers, are great and selfless people. But what happens after a hundred generations?”

Sun Mo sighed. “Yuzhen, dreams are too far away and reality is too close. You might as well focus your energy on how to let the citizens of the Qi Country be able to eat well and dress warmly!”

“Then what should I do?”

Jiang Yuzhen was very unhappy that her idea had been rejected.

“Widespread education, developing the people’s intellect. Let them know the reason for their birth, for their living, and for their deaths, and not live a muddled life without any goals!”

Sun Mo shrugged and said, “Next will be to focus on developing industrial and agriculture, raising production so that people won’t have to worry about starving anymore.”

Buzz!

Priceless Advice had erupted.

In Sun Mo’s opinion, Jiang Yuzhen was a kind ruler. However, her thoughts were too unrealistic. It was better to grasp the present and let everyone fill their stomachs.

Golden light spots scattered onto Princess Flying Swallow, causing her to sink into deep thought.

No one had ever told her about these things before, so Sun Mo’s horizon and perspectives had given her a huge blow.

She thought about it seriously and felt they were very meaningful!

“Sun Mo!”

Jiang Yuzhen looked at Sun Mo’s departing back view and smiled. “I wasn’t wrong about him after all. The child we give birth to will definitely be able to rule the Nine Provinces!”

…

Jiang Yuzhen did not return to the banquet. Instead, she returned to her residence and recorded Sun Mo’s words and as well as her own insights.

Not long after, her personal maid came back.

“Your Highness! Your Highness!”

The palace maid dashed into the study. “Where did you go off to? Li Ziqi’s drunken hundred poems recital was really exciting. It’s such a pity that you missed it!”

“Drunken hundred poems recital?”

Jiang Yuzhen frowned.

The palace maid chattered away, telling her about what had happened. The reason she had stayed behind in the banquet was so that she could rush back and report to Jiang Yuzhen if anything unexpected were to happen.

“Drunk on alcohol, forgetting that the stars in the water are mere reflections of the sky. I lay upon the galaxy with dreams unclouded?”

Jiang Yuzhen recited the poem silently in her heart and was stunned for a moment. Sun Mo’s talent was really amazing, his brilliance illuminating the world!

(I hope that our children can be so eye-catching in the future as well!)

“Your Highness, the day after tomorrow will be the last round of the Arts Battles. You should hurry up and rest.”

The young palace maid persuaded.

…

When Cui Mingsheng woke up the next day and went downstairs for breakfast, he saw many guests and waiters sneaking looks at him.

“What’s going on?”

Cui Mingsheng looked at his old servant.

The old servant looked very awkward.

“Speak up!”

Cui Mingsheng scolded.

The old servant did not dare to disobey him and told him about Li Ziqi’s brilliant performance last night. Although he put it very briefly in consideration of his master’s feelings, Cui Mingsheng was still stunned on the spot when the few poems were mentioned.

“These were all done by Sun Mo?”

Cui Mingsheng found it hard to believe.

“That’s what Li Ziqi said!”

The old servant smiled bitterly. “There were so many poems, with every one of them being an amazing piece of work that can be passed down through the generations. If it were someone else’s work, it would have long since been spread throughout the world.”

Pa!

Cui Mingsheng threw his chopsticks on the ground and went upstairs.

“Master, aren’t you going to eat anymore? There’s your favorite roast goose today!”

The old servant quickly chased after him.

“The food doesn’t taste appetizing anymore! I don’t have any appetite!”

Cui Mingsheng was depressed. “Go and pack up our luggage. Let’s go home!”

“Huh?”

The old servant was puzzled. “The Arts Battle hasn’t even ended yet!”

“I told you to go pack up the luggage!”

Cui Mingsheng shouted and even activated Profound Words.

The old servant could only comply, but his heart was bleeding because he had gone to the casino this morning and added another five hundred taels on the Great Tang’s delegation winning.

As there were too many people raising the stakes, many casinos had closed off the betting stations. The old servant had run to more than ten betting stations before finding one who was in the midst of closing up.

Cui Mingsheng had placed bets too. He was betting on Xia Taikang’s victory. No matter the win or loss, he didn’t dare to stay because it would be too embarrassing.

“It’s a good thing that I left early yesterday. Otherwise, if I were to leave after Li Ziqi’s drunken hundred poems recital, I’d be so f*cking embarrassed.”

Cui Mingsheng felt a strong lingering fear.

…

The weather in the Qi Country had been bad recently, and there was a drizzle early in the morning. The Qi Emperor had wanted to postpone the competition due to the rain since it would affect paintings, but when the eunuch reported that two-thirds of the people had gathered in Victory Public Square, he could only give up on that thought.

The Painting Battle proceeded as planned.

At 9 a.m, the five royal prince groups had arrived in their respective positions.

“The rules are very simple. There are no topics and you can draw anything you wish. The time will be until dusk. Whoever has the best drawing skills will win!”

The Qi Emperor announced loudly, “Each royal prince group can send three representatives!”

The Great Tang’s participants were still Li Xuan, Li Ziqi, and Li Lin. However, Li Lin was just to make up for the numbers. Li Xuan had great zeal, wanting to wash away his humiliations.

“There shouldn’t be any way to cheat in this battle, right?”

When Li Ziqi saw Xia Taikang drawing personally, she felt that a boorish person without any artistic cells like him would not be able to win.

“The assessment of paintings is too subjective. It all depends on how the judges see them!”

Han Cangshui shook his head and prepared Li Xuan for possible failure.

“That’s not right. As long as it’s a famous painting, one can definitely win!”

Lu Zhiruo rebutted.

“Of course you can win if you create a famous painting, but do you think a famous artist is a cabbage? That they can be found everywhere?”

Han Cangshui lashed out.

“Even a famous artist wouldn’t dare to guarantee when they’ll be able to produce a famous painting. That’s something that can only be produced by accident with great skill!”

“But every time my teacher paints, it’s a famous painting!”

The papaya girl was unhappy. (You guys are the ones who are ignorant and ill-informed.)

“Hehe!”

Han Cangshui replied.

“What are you laughing at? In the past two years, my teacher has created a total of six famous paintings!”

Ying Baiwu lashed out.