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Chapter 135: Is the ancestor going to show up again?

"Master asked if you have a nephew?" The eldest brother kicked Zhang Jian's butt. "If there is, there is, if there is no, there is no. Ask so much."

"No." Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "My sister just got married last year and has not received any letters from her family saying that she is happy to be a slap."

"Then what's your brother-in-law's name?" Zhao Hao asked more and more outrageously: "What are you doing?"

"My brother-in-law is from Wangjia Village, the same county. His surname is Wang, and his name is chosen. Although he is just a private school teacher, he is very knowledgeable, proficient in arithmetic, machinery, astronomy, and geography... My disciple has been with him for a long time and is interested in science."

Zhang Jianwei was afraid that his master would dislike his brother-in-law's background, so he quickly increased his investment. But he was unconfident in his heart that these should be considered science, right?

Unexpectedly, the effect was so good that it was astonishing that the young master had a kind and kind smile on his face.

Zhao Shouzheng was shocked when he saw this. He thought to himself how a mountain village teacher was qualified to trigger my son's magnetic skills?

"Is the year in Shaanxi not good?" Sure enough, Zhao Hao asked with concern.

"It's not good." Zhang Jian nodded sadly and said, "There are constant floods, droughts and locust plagues every year, and the vassal kings shave hard the land. The people fled and died. Even if there is land at home, there is no one to plant it. Life is very difficult."

"Oh, the child is not afraid." When the second master heard this, he immediately took out two tickets from the cabinet and photographed Zhang Jian's hand and said, "This is money to change the words and subsidize the family; this is New Year's money, and the first month of the year is the year, so there is pocket money left, so it is not enough. I will ask the master for it."

When Zhang Jian saw the denomination of the ticket at that time, one thousand taels per ticket and two hundred taels per ticket.

He had never seen such a lot of money in a small family? His eyes almost glared and he hurriedly refused.

"So many, the disciples dare not ask for them!"

"Junior brother, please keep it. This is the master's love for us. I will be more filial to him in the future." The elder brother hurriedly comforted: "We have received it all."

The four rich senior brothers nodded together, thinking to themselves, but they just didn't need to...

"Thank you, Master..." Zhang Jian burst into tears and said to himself that we were only planning to become a teacher, so why did we even solve the problem of family plans?

"It seems that the ticket cannot be paid in Shaanxi." Zhao Hao didn't care whether it was like this or not, but said as if it was like this: "Why not do that? Write a letter to ask your family if you are willing to live in Jinling? If you are willing, wait until the weather is warmer and I will send someone to take them over."

"Ah?!" Zhang Jian's heart thumped and asked timidly: "Will it cause too much trouble to the master?"

Where is Jinling? That is the paradise on earth that is richest in the world!

More importantly, there has not been any evil deeds from the vassal kings!

I don’t know how many people fled from the northwest, which was suffering thousands of miles away to Yangzhou, Jinling and Suzhou. What are they trying to do? Isn’t it better to suffer even if they are living under the Jiangnan roof than to suffer in the northwest?

As a result, he was polite and was kicked by the senior brother in the butt: "It's the master's business. Just say whether you want to do it or not!"

"I'm willing, of course I'm willing!" Zhang Jian was so happy that he fainted. He shouted in his heart, why do you care about everything in the Master's Sect? Is my disciple of the Science Sect so happy?

"If you want, you can do it," Zhao Hao smiled kindly, "You write a letter early and I'll send it to Shaanxi."

Then he ordered the eldest disciple to say, "Please help me write a letter to County Magistrate Zhang, and ask him to find a way to send a household registration for your junior brother's family."

"Master." Wang Wuyang whispered: "It's a thank you to send me a copy..."

"Oh..." Zhao Hao suddenly slapped his head and laughed: "I'm thinking about it for the teacher."

He smiled at the sixth disciple and said, "It is difficult to get a job in Nanzhili, so don't join in the fun. It is better to leave your household registration in Shaanxi. In the future, it will be much easier for you and your juniors to go to school."

"Everyone follows the master's arrangement." Zhang Jian nodded obediently. He was now blinded by happiness. Even if the master asked him to wipe his neck, he would not blink.

"Okay, go." Zhao Hao waved his hand.

The eldest brother had to remind again: "Master, font size..."

"Oh yes, look at my memory." Zhao Hao smiled awkwardly, thought for a moment, and said to Zhang Jian who was kneeling on the ground: "The disciples who are teachers all have the word "Yang". Your family is from Jingyang, Shaanxi, so just call it Jingyang..."

"Yes, Master." Zhang Jian hurriedly kowtowed with gratitude and choked up, "I'll try my best not to shame my hometown!"

Seeing this, several senior brothers couldn't help but whisper.

"It seems to be more perfunctory than naming Lieyang..."

"Lieyang can take another exam in two years..."

"Sixth junior brother, hey..."

They now know that the master is as strong as the third senior brother and will never allow his disciples to be worse than others. They can't help but secretly sympathizing with the sixth junior brother, afraid that he would roll his eyes like Lieyang.

However, Zhao Hao really didn't. He smiled and said to Zhang Jian, "Let your senior brothers take you to settle down. In addition, your senior brother and others will be in the spring exam soon. From now on, you and Lieyang will be in front of the teacher."

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Jian hurriedly responded.

"No, Master, I can continue to serve you..." Wang Wuyang felt that he had lost the meaning of life.

"Get out and study!" Zhao Hao's face sank and sighed: "If you don't work hard, let alone the top scholar, I'm afraid you will be unable to win the Jinshi..."

"Yes, Master..." Wang Wuyang and others realized what the teacher was worried about. The chief examiner of this session was almost certainly Li Chunfang, the second assistant to the cabinet.

In the past few decades, according to convention, every Grand Secretary has had a chance to be the head of the seat. Xu Ge Lao and Chen Yiqin have both been, and Li Chunfang and Zhang Juzheng both have the chance, but the former is the top scholar, and it was a few years earlier than Zhang Juzheng in the cabinet, and he was also a student of Xu Ge Lao. There is no need for Xu Ge Lao to break this example, so it is naturally Li Chunfang.

Mr. Li is a master of learning and was sitting in Lingji Palace yesterday!

Moreover, he only looked at Mr. Xu's expression and did not care about Zhang Juzheng's attitude.

Although the papers the examiner saw were copied by a clue, the examiner did not know which one was. Moreover, the chief examiner generally would not dismiss the papers recommended by the examiner.

But Zhao Hao always felt uneasy, worried that his father and students would be implicated by him.

But the test is the country's talent ritual, even my mother cannot intervene, and he can only ask his disciples to sharpen their guns in the face of battle and do a better job of the article.

When all the disciples went out, only Mr. Zhao Hao was left in the room.

Zhao Shouzhengfang asked in a low voice: "Son, isn't this kid's family simple?"

The so-called "no father" is better than a father. He knows his son's problem of getting up early without profit.

Zhao Hao was so arrogant to accept his apprentice, but after knowing his family background, he immediately became enthusiastic... Mr. Zhao guessed that it was because his grandfather had asked his son again to dream?

"Father, who do you think of me?" Zhao Hao said seriously: "I am a teacher, of course I have to care about my students!"

But he laughed in his heart and shouted: Of course it's not simple!

For Zhao Hao, Zhang Jian, his brother-in-law, and his unborn nephew are priceless treasures.

Getting this family is more useful than winning a few top scorers!

"Okay, I won't forget it if I don't want to say it." Mr. Zhao tilted to the kang, stretched his waist and said, "I'm so tired now."

"My father has handed over the errands in the past few days and then asked for leave with his godmother." But Zhao Hao said softly: "Then let's close the lockup for another month, right?"

"What?" Mr. Zhao immediately got up with a sensation and lowered his voice and shouted: "Can't the ancestors appear again?"

"Who knows?" Zhao Hao said seriously without comment: "No matter whether it appears or not, my father will work hard."

"Well, I will." Zhao Shouzheng gritted his teeth and nodded.
Chapter completed!
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