Mr. Zhao was lying on the door panel and was carried home by the same year.

Although there are sedan chairs and carriages, who can see them inside?

Of course, the second master is shown openly and let a group of people gathered around the market in the same year, so that the effect of the court can be achieved to the best effect.

So from Zuoanmen to Chunsong Hutong, a distance of seven miles, Zhao Shouzheng was like a sacred cow carried by the streets in the socialist dynasty, allowing the people along the way to watch and appreciate it, and comment on it.

"Oh, who is this? I'm going to beat it like this again?"

"Hey, isn't this Zhao Zhuangyuan? It's so white..."

"Why were you beaten?" The common people were talking.

"Our brothers plead for the people!" In the same year, they loudly promoted the glorious deeds of Mr. Zhao Er. "It is a court stick for the people of the world!"

In fact, the same year, I didn’t know why my brother ate the court stick. But the reason is not important, the important thing is the result.

This is like winning a gold medal at the Olympics. Who cares about what event you are doing?

As long as you have eaten a court stick, you will be a loyal minister who asks for the people! That is to erect a monument in the village. The glorious history of the rich and colorful recorded in history books will be admired for life and the world will be honored!

Therefore, this did not affect the enthusiasm of the big brother in the same year.

It also does not affect the people in the capital's tears to pay high respect to Mr. Zhao.

After all, the affairs of the court are too far away from them, so everyone just needs to simply distinguish between loyal and treacherous ministers. Then worship the former and despise the latter...

"I have never heard of the top scholar who was sceptered by the court for two hundred years." People along the way bowed in tears:

"Isn't Wenquxing so much for the sake of our people? Can we suffer this crime?"

"Zhao Zhuangyuan pleads for the people, the old and young men in the capital have been thinking of you for the rest of their lives..."

Hearing the emotional confessions, Mr. Zhao was so embarrassed that his face turned red and twisted around the bed, almost falling off his head.

Zhao felt guilty, man. Compared to those heroes who really plead for the people, I actually fought and scolded someone, and then was beaten by the emperor...

He really wanted to jump off the bed and run home with his face covering his face.

From this point of view alone, Mr. Zhao is better than most civil officials who seek fame and deliberately take advantage of the court.

At least, he also knows shame.

Unfortunately, his son doesn't know...

Mr. Zhao could only silently accept the arrangement of "fate" and let the public visit all the way.

It was just as dark as the sound of suona was slowly carried back to Chunsong Hutong.

Zhao Hao asked several disciples to invite Zhongsong out of the house on the grounds that his father needed treatment, and then invited the imperial doctor Wang next door to come and take a look.

Lao Wang was full of respect for Mr. Zhao Er's request for the people. He also slaughtered the sheep he had drunk, and came over with the warm sheepskin, preparing to post it to Mr. Zhao Er's.

But after he took off his pants, the Imperial Doctor Wang lost interest and threw the sheepskin into Zhao Shizhen's arms, and said in a muffled voice: "No need, I'll waste a sheep."

"It doesn't matter, just stick with it." Fan Datong came up and urged him to laugh and say, "Otherwise, there will be wool on his butt, and my brother's butt is still naked, how undecent?"

"Get out!" Zhao Shouzheng finally couldn't help but jumped up and kicked Fan Datong. "Will I still have the face to see someone?"

Everyone immediately showed surprise eyes, and they still need to see people on their butts?

"Don't be excited, your butt is not broken, and you can't even put it on." Lao Wang sighed and said, "Put some ointment to reduce swelling, and it will be fine in a few days."

As he said that, he threw down a small porcelain bottle and prepared to close the medicine box and walk out. He found that there was a plate of silver ingots in the medicine box at some point.

Lao Wang calmly spoke, and carried the medicine box that had obviously sunk, and walked out of the room.

Well, about two hundred taels...

In the yard, a group of people of the same year were waiting anxiously and immediately surrounded him.

"Doctor, how is my brother's injury?"

"I won't be disability?"

"Is there any worry about life?"

"Don't worry, Zhao Zhuangyuan is out of danger." Old Doctor Wang said seriously: "Use my ancestral stick sore medicine and you will be cured in two or three months."

As he said that, he glanced at everyone and said, "The injury needs to be rested, don't make noise here."

Then, he left calmly in the eyes of everyone's contempt.

In the next few days, Zhao Shouzheng naturally had to sleep at home and rest.

Lee Chengen and Lee Mingyue come to visit every day. Of course, the former is a real visit, while the latter is a false visit...

The eldest princess also wanted to come and see how Zhao Lang's wounds were? But she was persuaded by Liu Shanggong and Ji Sizheng.

How could the eldest princess visit a man? What's more, she is a widower of similar age.

It's hard not to think about it.

Zhang Juzheng also sent Jingxiu and a few more to visit Zhao Shouzheng, and brought him several Liaodong wild ginseng as thick as a stick.

Li Maocai and Chen Yubi also came to express their condolences on behalf of their respective men.

Although this is a bit suspicious of slapping Mr. Xu in the face, I can’t stop my children from respecting their teachers, right?

After visiting Zhao Shouzheng, Li Maocai and Chen Yubi were reluctant to leave.

Zhao Hao was sitting in the courtyard thinking about the paper... He wanted to touch and see if his disciples' math level could match his second class.

"Hey, why haven't you left yet?" After a while, Zhao Hao stretched and saw the two young men standing there.

"I heard that the master is going to go out." Li Maocai whispered with a worried look on his face.

"Um."

"What about the teacher?"

"Follow." Zhao Hao replied casually while lowering his head and flipping through the book.

"Then why do we become disciples?" Li Maocai and Chen Yiqin said anxiously.

The two young men have not passed the introductory exam yet.

"I didn't expect that you still remember this." Zhao Hao put down his work and smiled magnanimously: "That agreement was just a joke, and I won't count it."

However, the more he pushed out, the more Li Maocai and Chen Yubi wanted to go in.

"How can that be done? A gentleman is as good as hell!"

"Yes, teacher, do you think we are too stupid?" Chen Yubi's grand and humble voice said such words, which shows how self-confidence has been destroyed by Geometry?

Li Maocai also looked at Zhao Hao pitifully.

The two knew that Mr. Zhao’s science is not as deserted as the beginning of the year, and Sanyang had to go to various guild halls to recruit people.

After half a year of trouble, people have become famous and have many people who want to join the science school every day.

There was no way, Zhao Hao could only open another registration office opposite the East Academy Science Popularization Exhibition Hall. He sent his disciples to take turns to take the exam to apply for the scholars who came to the school to register.

Over the past month, about 300 people have come to register, and about 30 people have passed the exam.

In addition to Jiuyang and Zhao Shizhen, Zhao Hao's students have a class.

Teacher Zhao can’t even teach serious students, so how can we still miss these two fools?

Therefore, both young masters are honest and their understanding of Teacher Zhao is still on the surface.

If they knew more, they would definitely know that Mr. Zhao would not let him go and would take the chance to be the first assistant and the second assistant as his disciples.

Even if the two are really stupid, the publicity effect is amazing!
Chapter completed!