"Amber, hurry up and hold the lights, I want to fight this kid late at night!"

Although Hai Rui is so old, he really fights. The three Zhao Haos are tied together, and they are not as energetic as him.

Hai'an hasn't seen his master be so motivated. He was so happy that he quickly lit up the oil lamp.

Zhao Hao waved hissing, and said weakly: "Let's fight, I can't speak."

"How come you, a young man, can't endure such a hardship?" Hai Rui was in high spirits, how could he let others go easily. "I am not even a person in his fifties who are not complaining about being tired!"

"Mr. Hai is saying this, my master is growing up." Before Zhao Hao could speak, someone spoke for him.

Zhao Hao was startled and turned around and saw that it was Wang Wuyang and Hua Shuyang, who appeared behind him at some point.

The two of them were holding a small book and making records at a rapid speed.

"When did you come?" Zhao Hao asked strangely.

"When Master criticized Dong Zhongshu," Wang Wuyang finished writing the last sentence, closed the book and said, "We both were worried that Master would suffer a loss. If we wanted to come in and help, we heard your debate with Hai Gong."

"Is that true?" Zhao Hao smiled bitterly when he heard this. The battle with Hai Rui mobilized all his mind, and he really forgot about it. "Then what are you doing?"

"As a disciple, of course, you have to record such an important debate from Master, otherwise there will definitely be some missing points when you leave this sect's "Travel Record" in the future." Hua Shuyang also finished his own part.

"Uh, okay..." Zhao Hao smacked his lips, thinking that these two guys have thought long-term enough, and I have never thought about this myself.

Hai Rui had seen these two people long ago, but when they saw that they had no intention of making trouble, they were just making records quietly, he did not scold him.

Seeing Zhao Hao's exhausted look, he knew that this kid really couldn't fight again today. Then he said with unsatisfactory feelings: "Okay, then we'll fight again tomorrow."

"It's easy to say." Zhao Hao stood up shakingly, feeling that his head was no longer his own.

"I'll wait for you at home tomorrow, see you all." Looking at Zhao Hao's departure back, Hai Rui whispered: "I know your home is next door. If Chen Shi doesn't come, I will go find you!"

"Ah, how did you know? Aren't you looking straight when you walk?" Zhao Hao almost tripped by the threshold and whined in his heart: 'Will this young master be exhausted by the Hai Gong?'

~~

When he came out of Hai Rui Mansion, the people basically dispersed, but Wang Yongji was still there.

"Brother Mingshou, are you cold, hungry, or tired?" Zhao Hao asked weakly.

"I haven't seen the young master, and I can't live without going back when I go back." Of course, Wang Yongji was cold, hungry and tired. He was a Fujian native who stood in the ice and snow for most of the day and had already had a long cold nose. After talking about it, he almost cried out.

"Who knew that the young master came out just after it was dark..."

"It's mine, it's not." Zhao Hao smiled bitterly and said with apologies: "Let's talk about it when you are warm at home."

When he got home, took off his shoes and went to the kang, and let himself lie flat on the warm kang like a salted fish. Only then did Zhao Hao feel that he was back to life.

Then Zhao Hao briefly talked to Wang Yongji about Hai Rui's situation, and then left him at home for supper.

After the meal, when Wang Yongji left, Zhao Hao fell asleep. The disciple brought him foot washing water, but he could not call his master.

"Hai Gangfeng is too much. My son is still a child, so I can't keep it a little?" This made Zhao Shouzheng feel very distressed and said angrily: "Dragon is not going to fight anymore, so I'm very happy to rest at home."

Wang Wuyang and Hua Shuyang looked at each other and thought to himself that it was obviously an academic debate of top standards, but how could it be a bickering after it was said from the master's mouth?

Of course, the two of them dared not refute their master.

~~

The next morning, Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly took Fang Wen and a few guards out.

Today is the day when he and I made an appointment with me to burn incense in the same year. Zhao Shouzheng was going to meet everyone at Yingtian Hall in Shichahai, and then rushed to Baiyun Temple outside Xibianmen. If you don’t go out early, you will be a mistake.

After his father left, Zhao Hao wanted to continue sleeping with his head covering, but before he could see Duke Zhou again, an old voice sounded in the yard:

"Young Master Zhao is up, my master will invite you."

After a while, Wang Wuyang gritted his teeth and reported to the angry Zhao Hao: "Master, Lord Hai is impatient. His old servant said, if you don't go there, he will come to invite him in person."

"Don't go, don't go..." Zhao Hao covered his head with the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "Don't bother me, I want to sleep!"

Wang Wuyang had to leave the door and whispered to Hai'an: "My master can't sleep enough, and the consequences are very serious, so my father-in-law should go back first."

"What are the consequences?" Hai'an asked in confusion.

"I will vent our anger..." Hua Shuyang shivered and pushed Hai'an out with his senior brother.

~~

Hai'an had no choice but to turn back and reported to Hai Rui about the situation next door.

"When is it?" Hai Rui looked at the sun rising outside, and couldn't help but sank his face: "Young people should go to bed early and get up early, how can they sleep in?"

As he said that, he ordered Hai'an to help him dress neatly, and then pushed open the closed courtyard gate.

The fans who were waiting outside the door looked at the scene in disbelief - before today, Hai Rui closed his door to thank the guests for the rest of the time except for going to the yamen to work!

This is the first time they saw Hai Gong walking out the door in casual clothes...

Immediately, many people couldn't help but shed tears.

Although they didn't know what was going on, they could clearly feel that the Qingtian, which was tied to their hearts, finally came back to life.

Seeing the scene of everyone wiping their tears silently, Hai Rui felt a little sore on his nose and he held his fists and bowed to everyone.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and returned the salute, and many people even knelt down and kowtowed to him.

When they stood up, the figure of Hai Gong was gone.

"Zhao, no one can stand without trust. I agreed to continue the debate today, and you can't be a deserter.

Only a sound full of energy sounded in Guangluqing's yard diagonally opposite:

"Since you refuse to go over, I will come over to debate with you..."

"Help..." Immediately afterwards, the whine of a young man sounded in the yard.

This sound made Zhao Shixi, who was walking in the queue with his nose hanging on his nose, secretly happy, thinking that you, boy, are you today, you have met your opponent, right?

He was gloating, but he was reluctant to take Gao Wu's whip.

After a while of fighting, Gao Wu said in a muffled voice: "Don't be distracted!"

~~

What I fear most in the world is the word "serious".

Zhao Hao had no choice but to get up from the bed, wash up and have some breakfast, and then the two of them were on the kang, peeling peanuts while continuing yesterday's debate...

Zhao Shizhen brought tea and water to the two of them, and the two disciples continued to hold paper and pen, recording the far-reaching philosophical debate word by word.
Chapter completed!