Although today is not the New Year holiday, Zhao Shouzheng is also at home.

Because the Imperial College is about to take the exam, all the prisoners who are preparing to take the exam are allowed not to be in prison and prepare for the exam at home.

Zhao Shouzheng sat in the main hall with two uninvited guests, talking nonsense, and feeling very distressed.

Seeing his son come in, he seemed to see a reinforcement and smiled relievedly: "My son is back."

"Father." Zhao Hao respectfully saluted Zhao Shouzheng, then stood up and looked coldly at Zhou Jijiu and Liu Yuanwai.

"This child, even if the marriage fails, Da Sicheng and I are your elders, so why don't we salute us?"

Mr. Liu's attitude was much arrogant than the previous episode. Zhao Liben was there before the previous episode, and he knew that he was in the wrong, so he was quite cautious and compromised.

But this time, since both sides had already broken their faces and Zhao Liben was not present, he naturally wanted to get back the scene he lost last time.

When Zhao Hao saw that his fat face was filled with unpleasant arrogance. He thought to himself that he was also a fat man, Tang Youde was much cuteer than him.

"Hmph." Zhao Hao sneered: "Those who insult others will always be humiliated!"

"No," Zhao Shouzheng immediately continued: "A gentleman must respect himself, and he must respect himself..."

Although he felt that saying this might offend Zhou Jijiu, it was more important for Zhao Shouzheng to be on the same front with his son at all times.

Mr. Liu couldn't help but be furious and slapped a few times, saying, "It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Your Zhao family has such a face, which shows that our decision to break the engagement is very correct!"

"Haha." Zhao Hao lifted his robe and sat down next to Zhao Shouzheng and said, "You can break off the engagement, and you can pay 10,000 taels per person."

"No," Zhao Shouzheng nodded immediately and said, "It's not even possible to lose one son!"

Before leaving, the old man gave this order, and Zhao Shouzheng naturally had to strictly implement it.

"Haha..." Zhou Jijiu and Liu Yuanwai almost had a crooked nose, and they looked at each other.

"Dashi Cheng has no fantasies now, right?" Liu Yuanwai showed Zhou Jijiu with a look that he had known this.

The so-called "Dashicheng" is an elegant name for sacrificing wine.

Zhou Jijiu hesitated for a moment, nodded, then slowly unfolded the gold-plated fan, shaking gently, "From March to now, you have been in prison every day, regardless of wind and rain. From studying to practicing, you have praised you for your correct attitude and rapid progress in your studies. It seems that this year's autumn examination is bound to be won."

Zhao Shouzheng felt a sudden slap in his heart, knowing that this guy had a bad idea. In fact, if his future was not in his hands, he would have driven the two away long ago.

Zhao Hao remained silent and watched Zhou Jijiu's performance quietly.

"But if you want to enter the provincial examination, you have to pass the subject registration first. This year's subject registration examination was organized by the Imperial College..." Zhou Jijiu closed the folding fan, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and stopped talking.

But the naked threat has been conveyed to the father and son in a certain way.

Zhao Shouzheng looked at Zhao Hao nervously, but saw Zhao Hao showing a strange smile.

It looks like being irritated, and it also looks like a cat-showing rat-like joke.

"Why are you laughing at?" Liu Yuanwai hated this kid very much. Moreover, since he returned home, Zhao Shouzheng seemed to have a backbone and became thorny.

Zhao Hao ignored him, only looked at Zhou Jijiu with a sure win, and smiled and said, "I heard a poem from others, and I will appreciate it with Zhou Jijiu today."

Before Zhou Jijiu could make a statement, he cleared his throat and chanted:

"A fresh branch of crabapple is raining, and its thin hair is light and its cage is more beautiful. It is good for color but no fragrance. It can be jealous and pity..."

"Puchi..." Liu Yuanwai couldn't help laughing, and tugged, "If Qinhuai female historian heard this poem, he might have saved his nephew from getting on the boat."

‘Ah, how can my son write such a erotic poem…’ Zhao Shouzheng’s face changed when he heard this, but in front of outsiders, he would never scold Zhao Hao.

But the two of them immediately discovered that Zhou Jijiu's face had turned as white as paper, and fine beads of sweat had emerged from his forehead.

"This is this..." Zhou Jijiu looked at Zhao Hao in horror, and after a while he said, "Find a place and let's talk alone."

"What can't be said to others?" Zhao Hao put on airs.

Seeing that he was determined to eat himself, Zhou Jijiu became more and more panicked and shortened. He actually stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Hao, and then without saying a word, he pulled his arm and walked westward.

Seeing the door of the west room slammed and closed, Zhao Shouzheng and Mr. Liu looked at each other outside, not knowing what the two of them were doing.

But in Liu Yuanwai's heart, there was more ominous premonition. Zhou Jijiu was a fourth-rank official, and he was so angry that he listened to a erotic poem. This itself can explain many problems.

Zhao Shouzheng is now full of gossip, but unfortunately he can only wait for his son and turn around to solve his own doubts.

In the west room, Zhou Jijiu grabbed Zhao Hao's arm with both hands and roared and asked, "Where did you hear this poem?"

Zhao Hao opened his arm, pushed Zhou Jijiu away two steps, and sneered: "If you don't want others to know, don't do it unless you do it!"

"What do you know?" Zhou Jijiu's face became increasingly ugly, and he was almost scared by Zhao Hao.

"It's not too much." Zhao Hao smiled brighter and brighter: "I only know that over the past few months, you have been very close to Shao Fang, who is known as the "Danyang Hero", and have also traveled to the Qinhuai River on a flower boat with him. Shao Daxia is a wonderful person, who has matched Lord Zhou with a famous Qinhuai prostitute... By the way, what's the name of that famous prostitute? Zhu Taiyu, the name of the boudoir is unfamiliar, right? Zhou Jijiu compared the beauty to a begonia, afraid that she would be ashamed of pear blossoms?"

"You, you..." Zhou Jijiu's old face turned red when he was squeezed. Just as he was about to make a statement, he suddenly heard Zhao Haoshi Potian say:

"Shao Daxia is for Duke Wei, right?"

Zhou Jijiu immediately turned pale and turned purple, and the last piece of white was covered with white.

He never expected that such a secret matter would be seen by this young boy living in a humble alley.

After shaking for a while, he actually knelt in front of Zhao Hao in dejectedly, and lowered his head and said, "I really can't afford to pay ten thousand taels of silver."

Zhao Hao was really shocked, but he didn't expect that the fourth-rank official would kneel down.

Then he saw that Zhou Jijiu cried and said, "I was only 41 years old when I was a Jinshi. It was not easy to choose a restaurant by chance. Now it is the period of career growth. I am a trembling official and dare not accept gifts at all. Relying on the daily filial piety of the supervisors, I can only maintain my decent status. I just empty my home and can take out a thousand taels of silver."

"Mr. Zhao, I promise you everything. Never expose my affairs with Duke Wei, otherwise I will be completely finished..."

Zhou Ji was so scared that he knelt on the ground, not because he was worried about the spread of his love affairs with famous Qinhuai prostitutes, but because he was afraid that his activities with Xu Pengju, Duke of Wei.

The former can only slightly damage his reputation, and it will not even affect his career. After all, in the eyes of the public, the main business of Nanjing officials planting flowers and walking birds is nothing to do with the Qinhuai River.

But the latter thing was a taboo of collusion between civil and military officials! At that time, the chief assistant Xia Yan was deposed as the "insider collusion with border generals" by Yan Song. The chief assistant was even more destined to be left behind. He was a small Imperial College Prisoner, and he was from Nanjing. How could he bear such a crime?

Although Xu Pengju, Duke of Wei, was not a border general, was the leader of the Jinling nobles and served as the garrison of Nanjing for many years, and his identity was naturally very sensitive.

If you really want to expose this, I am afraid that the gods will not be able to save his surname Zhou.

Zhou Jijiu never expected that he would be extremely careful every time he met Shao Fang, and he never even contacted Duke Wei directly. He was actually a young boy living in Caijia Lane, as if he had met him in person!

Anyone who changes will be scared.
Chapter completed!