"Where are you thinking about going?" Zhao Hao looked at her strangely. "I found that you little girl is a typical giant in thought and a dwarf in action."

Xiao Zhuzi was shy and angry, and was about to leave.

"Stop, stop, stop, this time, stop." Zhao Hao hurriedly grabbed her. For some reason, he just liked to talk to Xiao Zhuzi. I don't know if it was because Xiao Zhuzi was so happy to bully his idol's daughter, or simply because Xiao Zhuzi was too shy.

Don’t you say that Rong Naida is big? Why did you turn your back when you get to her?

Zhao Hao held her little hand with one hand and flipped through the manuscript with the other.

Zhang Xiaojing was helpless again. He knew that he would not stop not letting him get some advantage. He had to let him hold his hand, and muttered in his heart, what was wrong with this guy? He was like a different person after going to Japan?

The giant who is still thinking and the dwarf who is acting, I see you are... She wrinkled her perky nose gently and looked at Zhao Hao who was reading seriously, and she became a little confused again.

Reading with Mr. Zhao Hongxiu Hongxiu is a scene she has imagined for countless times... Of course, this companion is a companion who is with her.

"Yeah, it's very good." Zhao Hao nodded and praised after reading several pages: "This set of "Elementary Mechanics" is actually quite difficult. It's rare that you can understand these concepts and theorems so thoroughly!"

"Of course, they are good students who scored 100 points in mathematics and physics." Zhang Xiaojing came back to her senses when she heard this, and then proudly raised her chest with a small expression of "Praise me quickly and praise me."

But I didn't realize that thin clothes could not cover my curves at all, and the same was true for wrapping them in silk.

"Yeah, it's really good. You are indeed my best student..." Zhao Hao pretended to ignore the sensational snow pile, swallowed his mouth and said, "To be fair."

"But I don't understand one thing very well." Xiao Zhuzi's strong interest in science is also the difference between her and Mingyue and the others. She approached Zhao Hao and asked with confusion: "Isn't there an article on "Elementary Physics"? Why did she have to be used alone to become one?"

"Good question." Zhao Hao said lightly at the fragrance of beauty: "Mechanics is indeed a branch of physics. Physics is a discipline that studies the interaction between objects. Force, electromagnetic, thermal and light are its five major branches. When it develops and matures in the future, it can be said independently. Mechanics is the most important at this stage. We are inseparable from mining, construction, machinery manufacturing, navigation, and even studying the operating rules of the sun, moon and stars. Secondly, it is relatively simple and intuitive, and conforms to people's understanding laws from simple to complex."

After a pause, Zhao Hao sighed again and said, "Although history was created by the masses, it also requires the birth of great men to make a final decision. The other four branches have not yet waited for their great men."

"Does that great mechanic refer to yourself?" Xiao Zhuzi covered her mouth and smiled, pouring him a glass of water.

"I'm talking about Niu Zi." Zhao Hao said seriously.

"No, how can there be any cow?" Xiao Zhuzi bent down and threw the manuscript papers on the bed, sorting them out one by one. She actually likes Secretary Ma's work. She can stay by Mr. Zhao every day, seeing him like a high-yield cow, constantly squeezing out new knowledge and becoming his first reader. This is the greatest happiness?

Even if he has some bad character, it is no big deal. Although he is always flirting with red faces and ears, Xiao Zhuzi doesn't really hate her, but her education is not allowed to cater to her.

Zhao Hao quickly took a sip of tea, and the heated room was dry and shaking. Alas, coach, I want to play basketball...

"Fuck me." Zhao Hao took a deep breath.

"What?" Xiao Zhuzi stayed away from him as if he was electrocuted.

"I mean? Don't go out to sea during the Chinese New Year? Do it with me." Zhao Hao said seriously: "Next year I will set up a bookstore and a newspaper. Sister Xianglan's secretariat is very busy, and she will be too busy to be the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. So she is going to hand over the errands of the original printing club? I think it's most appropriate for you to take over."

"I can't do it..." Xiao Zhuzi waved his hand quickly and said, "The bookstore is a place for publishing books, so sacred. I can't afford it."

"Nonsense? I'm even more at ease with those people." Zhao Hao said with a stern face: "Can they understand my ideas? Can they understand the importance of science? Do you know that I want more people in the Ming Dynasty to open their eyes to the world?"

"You are really good at speaking." Hearing him say this, Xiao Zhuzi was like eating honey, and she was no longer determined to refuse. "But I'm afraid I'll mess it up..."

"So you have to start taking over now. Currently, there are only dozens of masters in the printing and printing industry? They give the group's internal printing and printing textbooks, training materials, etc. books, and have not published publicly." Zhao Hao waved his hand and said, "This state is suitable for you to be familiar with trial and error. After you get started, you will separate the printing industry? Expand its scale ten times? Turn it into a big bookstore, and publish our books in Jiangnan and even the whole country!"

"Yeah." Little Zhuzi couldn't help but look forward to it. Our book... What a beautiful thing.

"Our goal is to make the people afford books and read books!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaojing could enter the alley, Zhao Hao happily grabbed her soft and soft hands, and his eyes shining: "This is the best way for the people to read!"

"Believe me, as long as we move on this road, it will take ten or twenty years or thirty years to at least half of the people in Jiangnan and one-quarter of the people in the Ming Dynasty to read!" Zhao Hao let go of Xiao Zhuzi, picked up a manuscript full of words, and said excitedly: "Do you know what that means?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaojing shivered for no reason and hurriedly wrapped the silk on her shoulders and said, "But Lao Tzu said that his government was depressed and his people were pure; his government was lacking in investigation. Didn't Confucius also say that the people could be allowed to do so, but could not be known?"

"Hahaha, of course, the exploiting class is most afraid of being enlightened!" Zhao Hao laughed out loud.

"What is the exploiting class?" Zhang Xiaojing asked in confusion.

"It is the person who uses the capital in his hands to unfairly occupy the fruits of other people's labor!" Zhao Hao said a little obsessed: "Slave owners, landlords, and capitalists that are about to emerge in the Ming Dynasty are all such people!"

"Uh..." Zhang Xiaojing looked at Zhao Hao with a slight look, meaning that what about you? It seems to be very consistent...

"I'm not. I do business, I open factories, I engage in overseas trade. But I'm not an exploiting class, because my goal is to let everyone live a good life!" Zhao Hao shook his head firmly.

No matter how others evaluate him, no one can really judge him in this plane. For him, self-evaluation is more important. As long as he can maintain self-consistentness, he will continue to follow his own path!

Zhao Hao was very proud and said, "And what the exploiting class feared the most is to mobilize the masses. But I am not afraid, because I grew up under the red flag, so I fucked capitalism! Isn't it good to have socialism with the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Ah..." Zhang Xiaojing was completely confused. Only then did she realize that Li Mingyue said, "I can understand every word you have, but I don't know what it means to connect it... What does it feel like."

"Young Master Zhao, are you okay?"

"Haha, I scared you, right?" Zhao Hao came to his senses this time, touched the little girl's head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I'll just have a good time. My personal efforts are too small in the process of history, and I am not qualified to choose what path they should take for the 200 to 300 million Ming people."

"This responsibility is too heavy. I have a small nose, a small eye, and I can't afford it, so I will never make a choice." He sighed and said, "What I can do is to help them avoid detours and make everyone choose themselves as much as possible - but this person not only includes scholars, merchants and landlords, but also ordinary people."

"But only the strong are qualified to make rules, so if you want to have a fair opportunity and choose your own path, they must first become strong!" Zhao Hao sighed long and looked up at the gorgeous rosewood grain on the top of the bed and said: "The common people are illiterate, how can they fight with others? They can only be used as guns, and in the end they are usurped the fruit..."

The little girl looked at Zhao Hao blankly, feeling unprecedented shock, even more than the shock that the Jiangnan iron flute gave her. After a while, she made up her mind, mustered up the courage, and shyly picked up Zhao Hao's hand, tremblingly placed it in the place he had always coveted. She looked at him deeply and said:

"I don't understand the great truth you said very much, maybe I will understand it in the future. But I understand one thing. What you pretend to be in your heart is not yourself, but thousands of people have nothing to do with you. And if you need help, I am willing to follow you, even if you are enemies of the entire Ming Dynasty in the future, I will admit it!"

He is worthy of being Zhang Juzheng's daughter, and he has keenly sensed potential dangers based on his intuition.

But she is still willing to go to the fire. This is not a literary youth, but an idealist who gets love...

Zhao Hao was moved and shed blood... nosebleed.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Is it too dry?" Xiao Zhuzi quickly rushed to raise his head and stuffed his nose with dates.

"Not four, I am so moved..." Mr. Zhao said in a muffled voice.

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On the eighth day of the lunar month, Mr. Zhao and his party did not go to Jiangdongmen Wharf this time, but instead docked the Science Number at the outer Jinchuan Gate, the northernmost part of Nanjing City.

Qiaoqiao's family has Yu Jiachang, so they have been waiting for the Waijinchuan Wharf for a long time.

After saying a lot of New Year greetings, the two sides sat on the pleasure boat that came to greet them, walked south along the Jinchuan River into the city, and then followed the Yulin River dug out the year before yesterday to Furong Pool at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain.

Standing on the deck with Zhao Hao, looking at the passenger boats coming and going on the Yulin River, Yu Jia said proudly: "Since the young master asked Furong Pool to connect to the Jinchuan River, the first stop of the official business trip from the north to Jinling has been placed in our Xiaocang Mountain! Before leaving Beijing, I am willing to set off from us, which can save half a day's journey! This is the New Year. Usually, the boats on the Yulin River are several times more, and even the Jiangdong Gate has been affected."
Chapter completed!