The next day, Zhao Shouzheng had no need to go to prison, but he still got up early.

He is going to attend the literary meeting at Dabaoen Temple.

While trying on the brand new shirt he bought yesterday, he sighed, "It's rare to take a day off, but I can't sleep in? I have dark circles for my father."

"Then you can't become a protective animal." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes. Didn't he get up early and pack up the things he had gone out for Mr. Zhao who was so sad that he was so sad that he had lost.

It’s not easy for students, but it’s easy for students to ‘parents’?

However, he still supports Zhao Shouzheng. After all, it is very beneficial to participate in the literary gathering. It is second to discuss with each other. What is more important is to gain reputation. The higher the standard literary gathering, the easier it is to gain reputation. According to past experience, famous candidates will hardly be beaten by masters during the scientific examination, unless they are... notorious.

After all, the master is a province to learn, and the province has talents, so he is also honored. However, keeping famous talents out of the tribute school will make the master suffer from the reputation of narrow-minded and jealous talents, so reputation is very important in the scientific examination.

Even if the autumn exam is copied in the future, if your writing style is already familiar with others, you can still gain a great advantage. Of course, for a dull scholar like Zhao Erye, you will not expect this one.

He patted the agreed 100 taels of silver in front of Zhao Shouzheng.

"Here, take it to the flowers."

"Great! It's really 's spending a lot of money and courage'..." Zhao Shouzheng exclaimed, but remembered the second half of the poem, and couldn't help but look suffocated, and shook his head and said, "Son, the two thousand five hundred taels yesterday had to be rewarded with the capital and profits. You can't spend money indiscriminately. It's enough to only take twenty taels for your father."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but burst into tears and said with great relief that Mr. Zhao is becoming more and more sensible.

But the more Zhao Shouzheng was like this, the more heroic he became. He pushed the 100 taels of silver back to Zhao Shouzheng and said, "Why should I pay back the money I borrowed with my ability? My father just spends it. He can get me a penny, and I write the word Hao upside down!" He was basically a Ming Dynasty person, so he naturally didn't dare to joke about his ancestors' surnames at will.

"Then you have to change your name to Zhao Sheng. It's so ugly. It sounds the same as the 'Cover Turtle'..." Zhao Shouzheng frowned.

"Ah, I really have this word?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but widen his eyes, and suddenly felt that he was ignorant of his skills.

Zhao Shouzheng dipped in tea and wrote the word "王" on the table, "王" of "未", and explained seriously: "This character is pronounced "王" and has a surname. There was Chengyang Jingheng in the Later Han Dynasty, and he was executed at the end of the Han Dynasty. He had four sons, one guarded the grave, his surname was Jiong. One son took refuge in Xuzhou, his surname was Jiong. One son lived in Youzhou, his surname was Gui. One son lived in Huayang, his surname was Nien..."

Zhao Hao covered his ears in pain and suddenly felt that all nerds in the world could be killed...

"Brother, brother, have you gotten up?"

Fortunately, Fan Datong's voice sounded outside the yard, saving his life. Zhao Hao hurriedly stuffed eighty taels of silver under his father's quilt and then ran away.

"Oh, this kid finally taught him some knowledge, but was impatient..." Zhao Shouzheng shook his head helplessly and had to follow him to the yard.

In the yard.

"Have you had breakfast?" Zhao Shouzheng asked Fan Datong with a smile while stepping on the brand new foundation boots.

"I guess I ate it." Zhao Hao found the tin umbrella I just bought the day before yesterday from the east wing room that was used as a warehouse.

"You are wrong in your opinion." Fan Datong smiled and said, "But don't panic, I won't take advantage of your meal today."

"Oh? Where did the sun come out?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but exclaim, subconsciously stretched out the umbrella, and the silver tin foil surface could blind the dog's eyes.

"Hehe, my nephew doesn't know, right? The vegetarian food in Dabaoen Temple is a masterpiece of Jinling." Fan Datong swallowed his saliva and said, "I'll wait for this meal three days in advance."

"Are you going to Wenhui or have a free meal?" Zhao Hao said as he put away the umbrella and handed it to Zhao Shouzheng and said, "Father, take a look, will it be used together?"

Zhao Shouzheng shook his head in embarrassment and said, "I can't beat this kind of umbrella."

"I know." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "I will find a book boy for my father as soon as possible. Let's find someone to make a guest appearance today."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Wu came out of the west wing with his waist bent, carrying a bookcase on his back, and had two special tuggings on his head, just like a King Kong Barbie.

"Puchi..." Looking at Gao Wu's appearance, Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing.

Fan Datong laughed out loud without any image, which made Gao Wu blush and his neck thick.

"Gao Wu, you'd better not go, it would be bad if you scare the mage." Zhao Shouzheng said with a little disgust.

Gao Wu lowered his head quite injured. Seeing Zhao Hao waved his hand, he turned around and went into the room.

"Forget it, I'll hold an umbrella for my brother today." Fan Datong took the tin umbrella from Zhao Hao's hand, put it under his left armpit, and waved his right hand and said, "Don't leave us food tonight."

"..." Zhao Hao was speechless.

Dabaoen Temple is outside Jubao Gate in the south of the city, and it takes nearly thirty miles from Caijia Lane. Fortunately, Nanjing City has developed waterways. At the small pier under the bridge, a black-sailed boat was hired to chat with the river breeze, and before he knew it, he arrived.

As soon as the black-sailed boat turned over the Phoenix Platform, the world's largest tower standing next to the Yuhua Platform, came into view from both of them.

Although I have seen this tower countless times, Zhao Shouzheng and Fan Datong were still shining with glitter under the sunlight, and the scene was deeply shocked like the pagoda of the Kingdom of God.

The nine-story and eight-sided rooftop glazed pagoda with a height of twenty-six or seven feet was built by Emperor Chengzu to commemorate his biological mother, tribute concubine, and it took nearly twenty years to collect 2.5 million taels of silver.

"The victory of Futu is more than a hundred feet high, and it penetrates into the sky. The five-colored glass is combined into a crown, and it uses golden pearls to shine on the clouds and sun..." Zhao Shouzheng was intoxicated and chanted with shaking his head:

"There are 128 bonnets at night, like fire dragons flying in the fireworks for dozens of miles, and the wind and beheadings heard for several miles. The mountains, rivers, capitals, and palaces are all in the view..."

But when he heard a few gurgles, Fan Datong's belly made a sound, and he couldn't help but change his face and color and urged the boatman, "Roar quickly, I have something urgent to do."

The boatman just thought that others had three urgent needs, so he quickly shook and stroked them hard and sent them to the dock.

As soon as he stepped ashore, Zhao Shouzheng pointed to the bushes in the distance and said, "Go, I'll wait for you."

"Brother is wrong. I'm so hungry that I'm not thinking about it." Fan Datong smiled and looked up at the sun and Zhongtian, then whispered: "I know that the guest monk is not at the gate now. We sneak in, sit down and eat, and leave after eating, without donating money."

"A word "Li" is very vivid. Can you still get away with it like this?" Zhao Shouzheng praised. Now he knows that his livelihood is difficult, so he can save as much as possible. That's twenty taels of silver!

"So many people pay for it. Let's eat for nothing and make up for the numbers. Who can tell?" Fan Datong said and took the lead in coming to the gate of Dabaoen Temple.

Sure enough, I saw that the temple gate was wide open, and except for a few little novice monks playing, there were no special guests and monks blocking the way.

Fan Datong blinked proudly and whispered: "If anyone blocks the way after entering, I'll deal with it."

"Oh." Zhao Shouzheng responded and lowered his head guiltily. It was the first time he did this kind of thing.

PS. The second update is here. It’s so cold to run naked. Everyone voted for recommendations to keep warm.
Chapter completed!