Zhao Jin drank with Sanyang again, wishing them a happy high school year next year, and then everyone respected Zhao Zhongcheng’s journey and comforted Qimin!

When Zhao Jin heard the four words "Fu'an Qimin", he felt a burst of passion, as if he had reached the peak of his life.

‘Who in this world would have thought that if we, a thief, would be a governor of a province, would be a day when we became a provincial governor?’ Zhao Zhongcheng was secretly excited, and a proud smile appeared on his serious face.

Zhao Shixi didn't dare to say anything. At this moment, he saw that his father was in a good mood. Then he plucked up his courage to stand up, held the wine glass and said, "My son also wishes his father a glass of wine. I used to be ignorant, which made my father angry."

"..." Zhao Jin looked at his son with a straight back and a full of energy when he heard this. His nose became sore and his eyes became wet.

This, this child has really changed and has become sensible!

He quickly took a deep breath, nodded, took the wine glass, raised his head to drink. Then he patted Zhao Hao on the shoulder, his gratitude to his little brother was hard to express.

Zhao Hao performed so well that he could do his best, so he approved his whole night's leave and asked his brother and son to stay as long as possible.

When Zhao Hao and the others were watching them return to the West Courtyard, Zhao Shixi pinched the 1,000-two votes hidden in her sleeve. She was so excited that she couldn't help herself tonight. This young master wanted to spend it all and take revenge on the sufferings of these days!

But before this, he had more important things to do. He must take this opportunity to escape from the devil's claws of King Zhao Yan and Gao Wuchang...

Resisting the urge to go out immediately, Zhao Shixi turned back to the main room and asked Zhao Jin who was talking to his old wife, "Dad, I want to go to Guizhou with you."

"Huh?" Zhao Jin was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "There is miasma in that place. You are still young and can't go."

"Then let me and my mother go home." Zhao Shixi had no choice but to settle for the second best, "I promise to study hard after I go back."

When Chang heard this, she was obviously moved and looked at her husband. Her husband was no longer in Beijing. She had planned to switch to the New Year, so she took her son back to her hometown.

"No." But Zhao Jin said decisively:

"You have only been a few days now? If you leave your uncle's sight, you will probably be reborn."

"Dad, I promise not..." Without King Zhao Yan in front of him, Zhao Shixi finally dared to accuse him with a sad face:

"I beg you, I can't stand it anymore. I am locked in the yard every day to practice boxing, eat big pots, sleep in big bunk beds, and even report to go to the cottage. I almost forgot that I am the governor's son."

As he said that, he subconsciously slapped himself in the face and cried, "Look, when I swear, I slapped myself uncontrollably. Dad, I'm almost sick."

When the old sister-in-law heard this, she burst into tears, but Zhao Jin snorted coldly, "This is all for your own good, do you know? Not allowing you to go out is to completely break your fucking friends. Practicing boxing every day is to change your lazy and lazy look and make you become a real man!"

"As for why you want to eat big pots, sleep in big bunks, and even report to the cottage, it is all to change your temper." Zhao [Lingling Book Network.] Jinluo guessed and then said: "It's better to just say swearing, it's better to embarrass my Zhao family everywhere!"

"You just talk to your uncle," Chang finally couldn't help but complain: "Just throw it to others without paying attention, let him die?"

"Yeah..." Zhao Shixi nodded vigorously, with tears in her eyes.

"How could I let him die?" Zhao Jin sighed and said with a sad look on his face with incomprehensible:

"Have you ever thought about it? Isn't it good to be a Guangluqing at this age? Why do you have to go to Guizhou, which is poor and bad, and deal with those uncivilized Miao people?"

"Don't you dream of being a governor?" Chang muttered in a low voice.

"That's part of the reason," Zhao Jin couldn't help but twitch his lips, and he had no choice but to say:

"There is another reason, this guy is not good at studying! I am planning to make more contributions to Guizhou and see if he can earn a wealth of wealth and family for him, so that he can enjoy a good meal in the future."

After a pause, he said earnestly to his wife: "Now you understand my brother and I have a hard work?"

Originally, the civil and military officials were clearly divided, but since the Jingde Dynasty, there have been more and more cases of giving their children to inherit military positions. The Ministry of War, Governor, Governor, Military Preparation, etc., any civil servant who has something to do with the army will have the opportunity to give their descendants a military position such as the Jinyiwei and Hundred Houses. Even Xu Jie, Gao Gong, and Zhang Juzheng cannot escape the customs.

After all, this is equivalent to giving future generations a strong job. How can a civil servant in the Ming Dynasty who has not taken advantage of it only allows military generals to be beautiful?

In fact, Zhao Hao didn't think about it at all. He just wanted Gao Wu to use the Qi family army model to correct the incompetent things.

But before that, he had already left the impression of a wise man with his old brother.

Therefore, Zhao Jin couldn't help but think about the profound meaning of his actions like Sanyang, and then understood these principles by himself...

Without this ability, how can you be embarrassed to be a master of Sanyang?

I heard that it would allow my son to serve a job for generations, so Chang was so excited when he heard this.

The eldest son at home is probably able to be a civil servant, so he doesn't have to worry about it. The only thing she is worried about is how can this useless second son make a living in the future?

Now that she heard her husband's arrangement, she immediately wiped her tears happily and said, "You brothers are so tight, so I won't say that if you have such a plan."

"I just arrived at the appointment yesterday, why did you say it earlier?" Zhao Jin snorted: "But this incompetent thing has such a poor foundation. If you don't let your brother practice hard for a few years, even if you are accused of the officials, he will not be able to pass the Ministry of War exam!"

When Chang heard this, it was amazing!

If the fame and fortune that her husband earns for his hard work and his son loses his skills because he is not good enough, she will be angry to death...

Thinking of this, Chang pulled down his face and said to his son: "Xiwa, you have persisted for such a long time. I believe you will be fine."

After a pause, she made up her mind again: "Mom has decided that I will go south with your father to save me from here, and you will always be hopeful."

So if this woman is really cruel, she will basically have nothing to do with men.

"Okay, my wife finally understands it." Zhao Jin was overjoyed and immediately made a decision: "You can go south with me on an official boat, and then I ask the old uncle from Yangzhou to arrange for you to go back to your hometown."

Then Zhao Jin emphasized in a deep voice to Zhao Shixi, who was like a loss of her parents: "For your father, I have asked your uncle to treat you as your son and strictly discipline you until you enter the Imperial College. Do you understand if you serve your uncle like you serve your father?"

"Oh..." Zhao Shixi was shaking and asked weakly: "When will I go to the Imperial College to study?"

"When you earn your kindness for you, your father."

"Then when will you be able to earn me a favor?"

"It will take three years at the earliest..."

Zhao Shixi's eyes turned dark and she fainted.

When he woke up, he had already returned to the familiar Datongpu.

Smelling the strong stinky feet of the men in Caijiaxiang and touching the crooked tickets in their arms, Zhao Shixi quietly shed tears.

I actually took advantage of this young man's coma and took me back to the devil's cave. Is this still my own father and mother?

At least, I have to spend that thousand taels...

Can't I spend this money?

Die young!
Chapter completed!