Zhang Juzheng had to work overtime to write something in the evening. After the two of them talked about it, Zhao Hao stood up and said goodbye.

After sending him to the Yuemen Cave, Zhang Xianggong turned back to the study and ordered You Qi to prepare his pen and ink.

After wiping his hands, Zhang Juzheng sat upright in front of the table, picked up his pen and solemnly wrote the four words "Chen Liushi Commentary".

‘I have heard that the emperor has great foundations and urgent tasks for governing the world…’

On the carriage home, Zhao Hao pulled the curtains and looked at the bustling street market with night lights, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today's conversation, from beginning to end, Mr. Zhang did not mention anything about Mr. Xu.

It seemed that the incident of Xu had nothing to do with them.

This is reasonable, after all, it is not a glorious thing for the younger brother to impeach his elder brother or the student to back-slay the teacher.

Everyone is tacit in their hearts and it is understandable not to speak through.

But this also shows that the two are far from being heart-to-hearted, and they are not the "comrade" described by Zhang Xianggong.

So this time of fighting side by side is actually more like a cooperation that coincides with each other.

It's just that both sides take the needs.

Although rationally thinks that Zhang Xianggong did the right thing.

But people will inevitably have some unrealistic fantasies about their idols...

Forget it, this young master is self-indulgent.

After all, I'm still a child...

Who would like to talk to a child about national affairs all day? That would give people a sense of frustration that makes you live to a dog at the age of your life.

I guess Mr. Zhang has long been hoping that he will get out of here as soon as possible.

‘Hey, I’m a little upset.’

It can be seen that Mr. Zhao has been expanding a bit recently.

It was already Xu when I got home.

Zhao Hao got out of the car and entered the yard, and saw Wu Yu waiting for him in the courtyard with three strange faces.

Seeing the young master come in, Wu Yu reminded the three of them.

The three of them quickly stood up to greet them, but when they saw Zhao Hao's face clearly, the smile on their faces was immediately a little frozen.

They were originally senior military officers of the third and fourth ranks. Although their value is far from comparable to that of civil servants, they would not have fallen into playing house with a teenage child, right?

Seeing the embarrassing smiles on the three of them, Zhao Hao instantly understood Mr. Zhang.

Idol, I won’t blame you anymore, I blame myself for being too young and having a lot of things to do.

"I've been neglected, I've been neglected. I originally planned to accompany the three generals for dinner." The so-called "I'm the only one who is the mountain, I'm the mountain. Mr. Zhao instantly activated the fox-fake tiger-power skill, took two steps quickly, clasped his fists, and smiled intimately:

"But Mr. Zhang knew that this young master was leaving Beijing, so he insisted on holding a banquet to see me off. After dinner, he pulled me and started to get rid of everything. It took him a long time to get rid of his body..."

Upon hearing this, the three generals immediately became half less in resistance.

They couldn't help but remember that the Grand Marshal said that he met the young man at Zhang's mansion. Zhang highly praised the young man and asked him to go to Shenji Camp to guide his work.

Now that I have seen Mr. Zhao stayed so late by Mr. Zhang, it is obvious that what the general said is true.

This teenager is indeed valued by Zhang Juzheng!

For a person who even Mr. Zhang and the Grand Marshal value, no matter how old we are, we should respect him...

"We will pay homage to the young master and ask the young master to take it in." As he thought, the three generals knelt on one knee and gave a great gift to Zhao Hao.

"If you can't do it, get up quickly." Zhao Hao waved his hand, helped the three of them up quickly, and then invited the three generals to the hall and talked: "Are you still hungry? Let's have lunch while chatting."

After entering and sitting in the main seat, Zhao Hao looked at the three of them with a smile on the light. He saw that the beards of these three were very distinctive, one with a red beard, one with a purple beard and the other with a long beard.

He smiled and said to the three people: "I have long been well-known to the names of the three generals, but I still can't match them."

The three of them were about to introduce themselves, but Zhao Hao asked first: "Who is the general Wang who is the bravest and fierce and fierce general who was nicknamed "Living King of Hell" by Japanese pirates?"

"It's the last general Wang Rulong." The tall general with purple beard and red eyes stood up and bowed to Zhao Hao with his fists.

"The general has indeed had a strange phenomenon. Not only is his beard purple, but his eyes are even red." Zhao Hao couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hey, my son misunderstood." As the other two generals laughed, Wang Rulong scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "My general... Hey, the beard is purple. But the color of his eyes only turned red today."

"Oh, is it Tianxing's red eyes?" Zhao Hao thought to himself that if he had red eyes, he would have to be isolated.

"No." Wang Rulong shook his head, feeling a little ashamed to speak.

"I understand." Zhao Hao said intimately, then he was crying. And seeing this, he was still crying before he came back.

Unexpectedly, the most fierce general of the Qi family army could actually make his eyes red from crying. What was the point of being injured by the court?

When Wang Rulong sat down, Zhao Hao asked seriously again: "Who is a wise and brave man who is single-handed against eight Japanese pirates in the Huajie Battle, and General Zhu, known as the 'warrior Zhu Jue'?"

"It's Zhu Jue, the last general next to Wang Rulong, with yellow skin, three long beards, eyes as lightning, and thin body, stood up and clasped his fists at Zhao Hao.

"General Zhu is polite." Zhao Hao nodded and then looked at the last general with eyebrows on his temples, red beard and white face.

"Then this person is naturally the first in naval warfare and good at leading the navy?"

"The last general Jin Ke paid homage to the young master." The red-bearded general hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Hao.

At this time, Cai Ming and others arranged the wine and food on the table. Zhao Hao stood up and poured a glass of wine for each of them and said:

"I am underage and my father is not allowed to drink alcohol. So I use tea instead of wine. I will toast three of you first to greet the three of you."

"Thank you, young master." The three of them raised their heads and had a drink, and then sat down to eat and drink as he greeted them.

Since ancient times, the wine table has been a good place for people to become familiar and bring closer relationships.

Although Mr. Zhao cannot drink, he will be able to persuade him to drink and be even more capable of being able to get the magnet. While pouring wine for the three people, he praised the achievements of the three generals with a clear understanding. In a short while, the three people were drunk without getting drunk.

The three generals finally stopped being so restrained and began to talk and laugh with Zhao Hao.

"Speaking of all, before we joined the army, we were all miners and were quite familiar with the work in the mine." Jin Ke, who was the best dealer among the three, asked with a smile: "I wonder if you need us to lead people to the mine or manage people in the pot?"

Wang Rulong and Zhu Jue also stopped their chopsticks and looked at Zhao Hao.

Although the three of them were helpless, they defected to Mr. Zhao under the persuasion of the general.

But since they have put their livelihood on Zhao Hao, of course they want to know what to do next.

"Wouldn't that be a waste of resources?" Zhao Hao picked up the veil and wiped his mouth, and smiled slightly, "The three are the best generals, of course they have to do what you are best at."

The three of them smiled bitterly when they heard this, thinking that what we are best at is naturally leading troops to fight. But where can we use our skills here?
Chapter completed!