"Haha, do my father still remember the letter I received at the beginning of last month?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

"Is this happening?" Zhao Shouzheng scratched his head and said, "I have no impression at all, which shows how focused I am in studying for my father."

"Yes." Zhao Hao was completely immune to Zhao Shouzheng's serious slutty words. He nodded and said, "These things, including that poem, are written in that letter."

But Zhao Hao's words are half true and half false.

The mysterious letter did mention Shao Fang's pimp to Zhou Jijiu and Zhu Taiyu, and the poem was indeed mentioned in the letter.

But the letter also said that Shao Fang had contacted too many and complicated people, from ministers to peddlers and barracks, he had a daily relationship. Therefore, it is not yet confirmed what Shao Fang asked Zhou to offer wine.

However, for Zhao Hao, the two key names of Shao Fang and Zhu Taiyu are enough. Because a non-disclosure during the Longqing period mentioned that Duke Wei had asked Shao Daxia to depose the eldest son and establish the young man. Shao Daxia also found Zhu Taiyu, a famous prostitute in Qinhuai, to win over a high-ranking official in Nanjing. Although Zhao Hao didn't know who the high-ranking official was, it did not prevent him from making bold assumptions and proofs.

Sure enough, the truth was revealed in one sentence. The person Shao Daxia asked for was Zhou Jijiu!

Of course, in order to reduce the trouble of explanation, Zhao Hao gave all the credit to the letter.

"Oh, so that's it." Zhao Shouzheng couldn't help but be very interested and asked hurriedly: "Can you know who wrote the letter?"

"I don't know." Zhao Hao shook his head. "There is no signature, and it is a woman's font."

"Women's font?" Zhao Shouzheng thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Is it Miss Ma?"

"How is it possible..." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said, "She is playing the piano all day long. Where can I find out such a secret to the upper level?"

"That's right, she is a clean apprentice and can't touch this level." Zhao Shouzheng touched his chin and said, "Who is that?"

"Dad, don't worry, it's important to concentrate on preparing for the autumn exam." Zhao Hao patted Zhao Shouzheng on the arm.

"Oh..." Zhao Shouzheng nodded, and after a while he realized it, he couldn't help but say surprise: "Chou Jijiu won't interfere?"

"He dare?" Zhao Hao sneered, and then said to Gao Wu who had just turned back: "Go and say to Fatty Tang, I'll treat him to cold noodles tomorrow at noon."

Gao Wu nodded, turned around and left the yard again.

Today, Zhao Hao was in a happy mood. He made a fortune by collecting his silk and also solved his father's qualification for the provincial examination. Naturally, he was in a good mood and decided to give himself a vacation.

He didn't plan to write a book at night, so he called the Shangfang siblings and the Gao family to go to Gulou Street to play in the night market.

Wang Wuyang also wanted to go, but was driven home by Zhao Hao. The autumn examination was still there for more than a month, so how could fresh graduates wander around?

The commission gave his master's carriage aggrievedly, and Wang Wuyang walked back to the small courtyard where he lived.

The place where Zhao Hao rented him was only a hundred steps away from the Zhao family, and he could reach it with his feet.

As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I saw someone standing there carrying a lantern.

Wang Wuyang was startled and shouted: "Who is there? Is it a human or a ghost?"

"Sixth brother, it's me." The man responded with a wry smile and came forward. It was the young master Hua who was hosted by Xuelang.

"Oh, it's my sister-in-law." Wang Wuyang then breathed a sigh of relief. He took out the key and opened the lock, and asked intimately: "Have you passed the exam?"

"What is it for a small thing that is not worth mentioning?" Mr. Hua smiled faintly, disdaining such a difficult exam.

"That's right, no matter how selfless the Lord Tixue is, he will not lose face with Tai Shi Hua and Alliance Leader Wang." Wang Wuyang opened the door, brought the guests in, and then lit the oil lamp on the table with his lantern.

"Yes, some people rely on the face of the King of Alliance Leader, and they are all exempted from the trial." Mr. Hua smiled and retorted.

"Hahaha, it seems that none of us can despise each other." The two children of aristocratic families looked at each other and looked like they were beating.

Under the light, the blue robe on Mr. Hua's body flowed in dark light. What's even more amazing is that the hibiscus flowers that were still blooming during the day all closed their petals at this moment. I don't know what the magical principle was... In fact, he changed one.

Young Master Hua looked down at the simple and cold decorations in the room, the moldy walls and the bedside covered with dust... Wang Wuyang lived in the Zhao family, and only slept here. He was a young man again, and could put down his posture and serve his master, but he couldn't take care of his own nest.

Mr. Hua couldn't stand the musty smell in the house, so he took out a veil, covered his nose, and said in a muffled voice: "Why do you live in such a broken place?"

"This is a humble room, but my virtue is full of virtue." Wang Wuyang smiled faintly and quickly boiled water: "I originally planned to keep you for one night, but it seems that I can't keep it."

"Not only I want to leave, you have to follow me." Mr. Hua stood beside Wang Wuyang and saw him ignite the fire and produce the stove. He was very skillful in his movements. His eyes turned red and he almost burst into tears with heartache: "Liu Brother, how much money do you owe others?"

"Ah?" Wang Wuyang looked at Mr. Hua in surprise, wondering what he meant.

"I can see today that you are pounding the legs and fanning the furry child. If you weren't able to pay back the debt, how could the son who was most highly anticipated by the father-in-law after the reign of Taicang Wang, how could he do such a rough job that his subordinates would do?" Mr. Hua sighed.

"I don't owe money." Wang Wuyang laughed.

"That's they threaten you with force?" Mr. Hua couldn't help but gritted his teeth: "I'll hand over the post to Shangyuan County and ask them to get people immediately!"

"Where are you following this?" Wang Wuyang finished his work, stood up and smiled bitterly, "I am willing to come to become a disciple. Isn't it natural to serve the master?"

"You..." Mr. Hua said dumbfounded: "You really became a disciple? When I heard my father-in-law talk about it, I thought you were deliberately having sex with a furious child and getting angry with him."

"What does this have to do with uncle?" Wang Wuyang said seriously: "I have already worshipped under the master. If you are disrespectful to your master again, don't blame me for beating you!"

"Beat me?" Mr. Hua looked at Wang Wuyang in disbelief. The two of them had always had a close relationship with each other, but they didn't expect that he would turn against him because of a furry child. "What method did your master use? Is it so obsessed with you?"

"When I see you today, I think of me yesterday." Wang Wuyang sighed lightly, looked at Mr. Hua with sympathy and said, "Arrogance, arrogance, impetuousness, are actually just poor frogs in the well."

"You said he is your master, so what did he teach you? What did you admire so much?" Mr. Hua was curious now.

"Master, um..." Wang Wuyang was about to show off when he suddenly said a little deflated: "Master taught me to sweep the courtyard, bring tea and water, pinch my shoulders and massage my back, and wash and pick vegetables..."

"Don't you just treat you as an old mom?" Mr. Hua said with a giggle and cry: "Wake up, Brother Six, you are the King of Taicang, don't embarrass your ancestors after you."

"No, Master is honing my mind and calming me down and no longer impetuous." Wang Wuyang shook his head and said with great spirit: "My master is familiar with ancient and modern times, and is a savvy man. No one in the world is more knowledgeable than him. Although he has not formally taught me yet, I have learned a lot by listening to my master's chat and helping me record."

"Oh, why not talk about it?" Mr. Hua didn't believe it and smiled coldly, "I want to see what kind of wild fox Zen is, which can make you confused like this."

He is the son of Grand Master Hua, the leader of the literary world, and his son-in-law loves his son-in-law. He has a high vision and his learning is still above Wang Wuyang. I don’t believe that a child of fourteen or fifteen years old can have any insight that he admires.

"Didn't you like arithmetic since you were a child?" Wang Wuyang picked up a hand-written copy of "Elementary Mathematics" from his bedside. "Take it and tell me after reading it."

This book "Elementary Mathematics" was written into a silhouette before Wang Wuyang came. Wang Wuyang spent all day at Zhao Hao's home, so he naturally saw this book. After studying it, he felt that this book was easier to understand than "Elementary Physics" and "Elementary Chemistry". So he asked the master if he could copy one and study it?

The reason why Zhao Hao had to write time and effortlessly was that these textbooks four hundred years later was because according to historical records, the scholars and officials of the Ming Dynasty loved science and had a strong desire for knowledge. In just a few decades of the late Ming Dynasty, they translated hundreds of scientific works from the West and had acquaintance with various natural sciences.

His purpose is very simple, to allow these scientific knowledge to be spread in the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible, and naturally he will not cherish it.

Therefore, Zhao Hao happily agreed to Wang Wuyang's request and encouraged him to share and discuss with others more. If it arouses the interest of others, it would be great.

Of course, everything must be done without delaying the practice of karma.

"Okay, just look at it. Could it be that I can still be possessed by me?"

Mr. Hua took the booklet and sneered.
Chapter completed!