In the main hall, Zhao Shouzheng and Liu Yuanwai were both standing in their ears, listening to the movements in the west room. However, the thick wooden door was soundproof, and the two could only hear Zhou Jijiu's faint sob.

‘What’s the situation?’ Zhao Shouzheng widened his eyes and said to himself: ‘Can my son beat Zhou Jijiu? What should I do?’

He is very clear about the crime of beating an official.

Mr. Liu was even more sarcastic. He couldn't figure out how a child of a mere 14 or 15 years old could make a fourth-rank official cry.

In the west room, Zhao Hao sat upright on the chair, looking at Zhou Jijiu who was kneeling in front of him and begging for no expression.

"I'm going to let you, Lord Zhou, take advantage of others' danger, but you won't let me attack you?"

"Young Master Zhao, you misunderstood. Actually, I didn't want to come to the house." Zhou Jijiu hurriedly explained: "I dared not recognize this marriage before because Gao Xinzheng. Now that Gao's surname has stepped down, I have nothing to worry about. I originally planned to write a book to apologize to Mr. Zhao to see if he could make a comeback. But the Liu surnamed kept urging me behind him, saying that even if Gao Xinzheng stepped down, Ling Zu would not be able to recover. He also said how Ling Zu holds revenge, and his daughter is another Qian family when she gets married... I really believe his ghost."

"You mean, it's all the one named Liu who is urging you?" Zhao Hao buckled his fingers on the table.

"I heard that he climbed up the high branch again, so I was anxious to break the engagement with your family." Zhou Jijiu replied hurriedly.

"Oh?" Zhao Hao's heart moved, but when he asked, Zhou Jijiu didn't know the details. It was obvious that Mr. Liu was tight-lipped about this matter.

Zhao Hao had no choice but to give up first and turned around and said:

"Since you can't afford the money, just help with it."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Jijiu saw hope and nodded quickly and said, "I will do what I can do."

"My father took the provincial examination..."

"For me! I recommend him directly, and there is no need to participate in the recording department!" Zhou Jijiu said immediately.

"There is another person named Fan Datong..."

"No problem, I recommend it together." Zhou Jijiu hurriedly expressed his opinion.

"It's not good-looking, so he can pass the course successfully." Zhao Hao thought carefully, Fan Datong was always unstudy. If he was recommended, it would cause great controversy, and that would affect his father.

The world is great, and my father's career is the greatest, so he should not affect Zhao Shouzheng as the premise.

"And." Zhao Hao looked at him and said, "It's not difficult for you to get a qualifying student for me, right?"

"It's not difficult or difficult, but you have to wait until after the autumn examination." Zhou Jijiu said hurriedly: "It's not that the official intends to delay, but that the court only opened its mouth after the autumn examination to avoid someone taking shortcuts."

"Okay." Anyway, Zhao Hao didn't plan to take the autumn exam, but just wanted to get Guan Dai, the deputy supervisor, so he could have a minimum decent attitude.

This is actually the same as the landlord and old money donating his staff.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jijiu was afraid that he would be dissatisfied, so he took the initiative to say: "The Imperial College Commission granted a white-body great scholar to be imprisoned, saving the young master from donating silver to the Ministry of Revenue."

"Confucian scholar?" Zhao Hao's eyes lit up.

"It's different. But it also requires a lot of decent proportions. Of course, the quota is very limited." Zhou Jijiu shook his head and said with a note: "I will help Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Hao originally planned to make some more noise, but the Imperial College Priest can only do these things, which is not as affordable as a seventh-rank magistrate.

"Let's just do it for the time being, let's talk about it later." He had no choice but to say: "Give me the Geng Tie."

Zhou Jijiu was here to break the engagement, so Geng Tie naturally put it in his sleeve. He immediately took out an envelope and presented it to Zhao Hao with both hands.

When Zhao Hao opened the envelope, it was the same as last time. In addition to Zhao Shouzheng's Geng Tie, there was also a 500-liang ticket. It was probably the last time.

Zhao Hao is no longer Amon of Wuxia. People with identities, especially officials, will not visit the money house often. They will ask trusted servants to open an account, and their daily money transactions will be in and out in the name of people, which can save a lot of trouble in various senses.

For example, today, Zhao Hao deposited the two thousand taels of silver directly on Gao Wu’s account...

"Stingy Bala." Zhao Hao's net worth is now over 40,000 taels, but he doesn't like merely 500 taels.

But mosquito legs are also fleshy, so of course he will not retreat again.

"It's done, go out." Zhao Hao put away the Geng Tie and stood up.

"Mr. Zhao let me go?" Zhou Jijiu looked at Zhao Hao.

"It depends on your performance." Zhao Hao said irresponsibly.

"Yes..." Zhou Jijiu nodded and stood up quickly. How could he have the demeanor of a Qingliu official? He reached out to Zhao Hao and said, "Young Master Zhao, isn't it a little girl's Geng Tie...?"

"Let's ask my dad later." Zhao Hao said and opened the door.

After leaving the hall, Zhou Jijiu magically restored the calmness of the fourth-rank official. However, there were two faint gray marks on his knees and red eyes, which made it difficult not to associate what happened just now.

"Father." Zhao Hao clasped his fists at Zhao Shouzheng and reported: "The Grand Secretary Cheng just tried his best to persuade him. The child has realized that he should not be stubborn. The so-called enemies should be resolved rather than made up. Let's agree to break the engagement."

Zhou Jijiu also smiled and said with a strong smile: "The son can teach, and the son can teach."

Zhao Shouzheng was stunned for a moment. Seeing Zhao Hao winking at him, he said nothing. He went back to the east room and took out two Geng letters and handed them to his son.

Zhao Hao handed the Zhou family back to Zhou Jijiu, and then made a move to hand the other one to Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu reached out to his hand but found nothing.

"Where is the money?" Zhao Hao pulled his hand and returned to his arrogant look. "Ten thousand taels of silver, no one can be left."

This guy is even more hateful than Zhou Jijiu.

"Didn't you say that enemies should be resolved rather than formed?" Liu Yuanwai was confused and pointed at Zhou Jijiu. "Why did you retreat with him and not with me?"

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Dashi Cheng has already written an IOU and promised to turn around and collect money slowly, right?"

"Yes, yes." Zhou Jijiu dared not cooperate. He nodded and said repeatedly: "I can't afford so much money for the moment, so I can only raise it slowly. However, Mr. Liu has a net worth of one million, so this little money will definitely not defeat him."

"Huh?" Liu Yuanwai was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know why Zhou Jijiu had to dig a hole for himself. But he didn't believe it if he beat him to death. Zhou Jijiu would write this IOU.

"I have something to do, so let's go first." Zhou Jijiu was afraid of sitting on wax again, so he bowed to everyone, so he ignored Mr. Liu and left alone.

"This..." Mr. Liu could no longer see that Zhou Jijiu was taken by Zhao Hao. Why is he still the vice president of the Dongting Business Gang?

After Zhou Jijiu left, he sank his face and said to Zhao Hao and his son: "I don't care what method you have used to deal with Zhou Jijiu, but the person who can beat Liu Mouzhu has not been born yet!"

"Then there is nothing to talk about." Zhao Hao also had a cold face, picked up the teacup and said, "Send the guests!"

Gao Wu stood in front of the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Seeing that he was about to return without success today, Mr. Liu was so angry that he said, "You wait and see, I want you father and son to know that some people are something you can't afford to offend!"

"This is also given to Mr. Liu." Zhao Hao stood at the door with his hands behind his back, sneering as Mr. Liu left in a dirt face.

Zhao Shouzheng watched Liu Yuanwai's figure disappear outside the wall, and asked curiously: "What's special about my son's poem? Why did the surname Zhou's chaotic mess?"

Zhao Hao smiled faintly and said, "Because that was a love poem he wrote to Zhu Taiyu, a famous prostitute in Qinhuai."

"Zhu Taiyu?" Zhao Shouzheng had obviously heard of this name and said with a good look: "I heard that it is the popular female history this year. I am afraid that he will not receive us priest priest, right?"

The famous prostitutes in Qinhuai River love talented men with talented people, followed by wealthy businessmen who spend a lot of money, but they hate officials the most. Because these people are stingy and like to put on airs, they are mostly old men who are old...

"It was the Duke of Wei who asked her to accompany Zhou to drink with him at a high price." Zhao Hao scratched his nose a little embarrassedly, feeling that this was not the issue that a 14 or 15-year-old boy should discuss, so he said concisely: "Of course, Duke of Wei has never come forward in person. He asked a man named Shao Daxia to do this."

"Shao Fang?" Zhao Shouzheng said in a daze: "That's a strange man. It is said that there is nothing he can't do in this world!"

As he said that, he asked his son, "The Duke of Wei ordered Shao Fang to find someone surnamed Zhou, what should he do?"

"He wanted his youngest son Xu Bangning to replace the eldest son Xu Bangrui to inherit the title, so he asked Zhou Jijiu to come to the head." Zhao Hao replied in a deep voice. If he had guessed before, Zhou Jijiu's performance had proved the matter.

"So that's it." Zhao Shouzheng suddenly realized, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing hidden behind the erotic poem.

According to the national system, if the children of nobles want to inherit the title, they must first enter the martial arts of the Imperial College for education before they can go to Beijing for assessment. If Duke Wei wants to abolish the eldest son and establish the youngest son, he must first let his youngest son enter the martial arts of the Imperial College, and at the same time try to make the Imperial College refuse the eldest son to enroll. This requires the cooperation of Zhou Jijiu.

"It's just such a secret thing, where did my son know about it?" Zhao Shouzheng remembered something again and asked repeatedly.
Chapter completed!