The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Cheng Youning suddenly remembered that his father had said something similar last night before he left. Their words coincided with each other, so didn't that mean he really deserved to be beaten? So Cheng Youning grabbed someone who could come and see him during his confinement and cried even harder.

The attendant threw the chicken bone on the table and said unhappily, "I'm not here to see you cry. If you want to eat, eat quickly. If you don't want to, the master will come to check your results."

Cheng Youning really stopped crying. He looked at his followers blankly, his two eyelashes like small fans were full of tears. Because he cried a little hard just now, he sobbed uncontrollably twice, "What does the master want to inspect?"

"What did I tell you before I left?"

"Master said he would save me and speak for me in front of my grandfather." Cheng Youning looked at his buttocks, his mouth pursed, and tears came down again. "Master always lies to me. You definitely didn't speak for me. Look at my buttocks, which have been beaten. They are all broken. I don't know how long my confession will be hung on the street. When I returned home today, the whole street was full of people arguing with me. How can I go out and see people in the future? Master doesn't keep his word. When I was suffering, Master didn't come to save me at all!"

The attendant spoke for Cheng Youning, but what he said was ignored by Wan Lianxing and had no effect at all. In order to maintain his own face and image as a wise man, the attendant also began to lie to Cheng Youning.

"Hey, you're still getting mad. I'm telling you, this is the result of Master speaking up for you, otherwise your little grandfather will break your legs!"

Cheng Youning stopped crying when he heard this. "Grandpa wants to break my legs? Is this true? I am the crown prince and the head of the country. I will inherit my grandfather's legacy in the future. If my legs are broken, how can I ascend to the throne in the future?"

"Being lame won't stop you from ascending the throne."

"Can a cripple be the emperor?"

"Disciple, you are discriminating against disabled people!"

"I never judge people by appearance, and I don't have any discrimination intention. I just wonder how a cripple can ascend to the throne. How can he still have dignity?"

The follower laughed secretly in his heart. He would see the cripple every day in the future. But he said with a teacher-like manner, "My disciple is short-sighted. There was a precedent of a cripple becoming emperor in ancient times in other countries."

"Is there still this?"

"What's so strange about this? There are fools who are emperors and they still rule the country."

"A fool becoming the emperor? That really shows how ignorant I am."

"Okay, stop talking about the cripple and the fool, and show the results to the master!"

Cheng Youning was confused. He carefully recalled what his master said to him last night. He didn't assign him any tasks! "Master, what results? You didn't say anything to me when you left yesterday. What exactly did you mean?"

"It wasn't yesterday, it was a few years ago when Master left for you a task when he went to the Broken Road Forest!"

"Ah! Ah..." Cheng Youning suddenly realized something. He said to Qiao Rong who came in with a bowl and chopsticks, "Qiao Rong, go get those locks. Master is going to check the results."

Qiao Rong put down his bowl and chopsticks and hurried to look for the padlock.

Cheng Youning would occasionally take out those padlocks to play with. He could only open a few of them, and the others Cheng Youning couldn't open no matter what he did.

Soon, all kinds of padlocks, big and small, were displayed. The attendant almost died after just one look. "You only opened these few?"

Cheng Youning swallowed awkwardly. He was too embarrassed to take it out. Wasn't it his master who wanted to check the results?

Cheng Youning said weakly: "Master, this is a bit difficult!"

"Are you so stupid? It's been four or five years and you can't even open a few locks. Don't tell others that you are my apprentice."

"Master, this thing is really difficult. There are mechanisms inside the lock! I have used steel wire, iron wire, silver needles, nails, hammers, chisels, and everything else I can, but I just can't open it."

Cheng Youning tried his best to defend himself, wanting to say that he had worked very hard, but the facts were before him, his master wanted to speak with results, and he could say that he had achieved nothing.

The attendant picked up one at random, took a look at it, and poked it a few times with a piece of wire. With a click, the padlock opened. The attendant shook the padlock in his hand to show Cheng Youning, "What else do you have to say? Who told you to use so many tools to open a lock? You only need a piece of wire.

"You only need a piece of wire to open such a complicated lock? I think the locksmith also needs to use active tools. He has all kinds of keys and tries them back and forth. If he finds the right one, the lock will open immediately. By the way, the locksmith also needs to listen to the sound. The more complicated the lock, the quieter it needs to be."

"Did you hire a locksmith?"

What a good disciple he is! Is he lazy or studious?

Cheng Youning was even more embarrassed. "I just asked the locksmith for advice." Cheng Youning weakly raised a finger and defended himself, "I only asked for advice once. People said I didn't learn well, so I relied on myself later."

The attendant rolled his eyes at Cheng Youning, and locked the padlock that had just been opened with a click, then showed it to Cheng Youning, "Watch it."

Cheng Youning didn't move his eyes as the padlock was opened by his master with one hand. This time, not even a wire was used. Cheng Youning couldn't believe that his master could open such a heavily-mechanized lock with his bare hands. There was no basis or reason at all!

"Master, the lock won't be broken, will it?"

The attendant locked the padlock again and threw it to Cheng Youning, "See if it's broken."

Cheng Youning checked it carefully, and found that this padlock had become the one that he couldn't open no matter how hard he tried. He wiped the sweat from his head and imitated his master by pinching the padlock with two fingers. It was a bronze lock, and it was a bit heavy. There was no other feeling or change in his hand except that it was hard and painful. Cheng Youning even suspected that his eyes were blurry, and this padlock might have never been opened before.

The attendant stood up and walked to Cheng Youning's bed. Under Cheng Youning's nose, the lock opened again.

Cheng Youning was completely confused. "This padlock must recognize people. How come it opens with just one squeeze in Master's hand, but becomes a permanent lock in my hand?"

"Whatever, I'm your master! I'll teach you how to use the wire."

"I know how to make wire. My master taught me."

"What kind of lock is that? What kind of lock is this? They are not even on the same level."

Cheng Youning did not open the lock until the follower had eaten and drunk enough. "Okay, play by yourself. The master is leaving."

"It's only such a late hour now. Master, please stay with your disciple for a while longer!" Cheng Youning was reluctant to let his followers leave.

"Master, please help you find out what your next teacher is like, whether he has real skills and knowledge, and whether he can teach you well!"