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Chapter 105 Mr. Hua just doesn¡¯t believe in evil!

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    "Haha, father still remembers the letter he received at the beginning of last month?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

    "Is there such a thing?" Zhao Shouzheng scratched his head and said, "I have no memory at all. It shows how dedicated I am to studying for my father."

    "Yeah." Zhao Hao was completely immune to Zhao Shouzheng's serious talk. He nodded to himself and said, "These things, including the poem, were all written in that letter."

    But what Zhao Hao said was half true and half false.

    The mysterious letter did mention that Shao Fang pimped Zhou Jijiu and Zhu Taiyu, and the poem was also mentioned in the letter.

    But the letter also said that Shao Fang had contact with too many people, ranging from ministers to traffickers and lackeys, and he interacted with them every day.  Therefore, it is not yet certain what Shao Fang asked Zhou Jijiu to do.

    But for Zhao Hao, the two key names of Shao Fang and Zhu Taiyu are enough.  Because a piece of unofficial history during the Longqing period mentioned that the Duke of Wei had sought Shao Daxia in order to depose the elder and establish a young one. Shao Daxia also found Zhu Taiyu, a famous Qinhuai prostitute, to win over a certain senior official in Nanjing.  Although Zhao Hao didn't know who this senior official was, it didn't stop him from boldly assuming and verifying it.

    Sure enough, the truth was revealed in just one sentence.  The person that Shao Daxia begged for was Zhou Jijiu!

    Of course, in order to reduce the trouble of explanation, Zhao Hao gave all the credit to the letter.

    "Oh, that's it." Zhao Shouzheng couldn't help but be very interested and asked hurriedly: "Do you know who wrote the letter?"

    "I don't know." Zhao Hao shook his head.  "There is no signature, and it is a woman's font."

    "A woman's font?" Zhao Shouzheng thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Could it be Miss Ma?"

    "How is that possible" Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said, "She plays the piano at Weijixian all day long. Where can she go to inquire about such top-level secrets?"

    "That's right. She is a pure hermit and has not yet come into contact with this level." Zhao Shouzheng touched his chin and said, "Then who is it?"

    "Father, stop worrying so much, it's better to concentrate on preparing for the Qiu Wei exam." Zhao Hao patted Zhao Shouzheng's arm.

    "Oh" Zhao Shouzheng nodded, and it took him a while to understand. He couldn't help but said in surprise, "Won't Zhou Jijiu interfere?"

    "He dares?" Zhao Hao sneered and said to Gao Wu who had just turned around: "Go and tell Fatty Tang that I will treat him to cold noodles at noon tomorrow."

    Gao Wu nodded, turned around and walked out of the yard again.

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    Today, Zhao Hao had a double blessing. He made a fortune from collecting silk and passed the provincial examination for his father. Naturally, he was in a good mood and decided to take a holiday for himself.

    He didn¡¯t plan to write a book in the evening, so he called the Fang family and Gao family to go to the night market on Gulou Street.

    Wang Wuyang also wanted to go, but Zhao Hao drove him home to study.  Autumn is just over a month away. How can fresh graduates wander around?

    Wang Wuyang reluctantly saw off his master's carriage, and walked back to the small courtyard where he lived.

    The residence that Zhao Hao rented for him was only a hundred steps away from the Zhao family, so he could reach it by just walking.

    As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I saw a man standing there holding a lantern.

    Wang Wuyang was startled and shouted: "Who is there? Is it a human or a ghost?"

    "Sixth brother, it's me." The man responded with a wry smile and came forward to greet him. It was none other than Mr. Hua whom Xuelang had entertained.

    "Oh, it's my sister-in-law." Wang Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief, took out the key and opened the lock, and asked affectionately: "Have you passed the registration exam?"

    "It's a trivial matter, why are you talking about it?" Mr. Hua smiled lightly, disdainful of such an easy test.

    "That's true, no matter how selfless Mr. Tixue is, he will not lose the face of Master Hua and Alliance Leader Wang." Wang Wuyang opened the door, led the visitor in, and used his lantern to light the oil lamp on the table.

    "Yes, some people were exempted from taking the exam just because of the reputation of Alliance Leader Wang." Mr. Hua retorted with a smile.

    "Hahaha, it seems that none of us can despise the other." The two children of the aristocratic families looked at each other and smiled, both looking like they deserved a beating.

    Under the light, the blue robe on Mr. Hua's body was flowing with dark light. What was even more magical was that the hibiscus flowers that were still blooming during the day all closed their petals at this moment.  I don¡¯t know what the magical principle is Actually, he changed it.

    Mr. Hua looked at the simple and shabby furnishings in the room, the moldy walls, and the dusty bedside Wang Wuyang lived in the Zhao family and only slept here.  He is also a young man, able to put down his body and serve his master, but he does not know how to take care of his own nest.

    Mr. Hua couldn't stand the musty smell in the room, so he took out his handkerchief, covered his nose, and said in a low voice: "Why do you live here?"Broken place?  "

    "This is a humble house, but I am kind to you." Wang Wuyang smiled faintly, quickly fetched water and boiled it and said: "I planned to keep you here for one night, but it seems I can't."

    "Not only do I have to leave, you also have to come with me." Mr. Hua stood next to Wang Wuyang and saw him lighting the stove with very skillful movements. His eyes turned red and he almost shed tears of distress: "Brother Six, what are you doing?  How much do you owe me?"

    "Ah?" Wang Wuyang looked at Mr. Hua in surprise, wondering what he meant by this.

    "I can see today that you are beating the legs and fanning that stupid kid. If you are not in debt and cannot repay it, how can your father-in-law's most promising son after the dignified Taicang Wang family be able to do such a menial job that only servants can do?  Mr. Hua sighed.

    "I don't owe money." Wang Wuyang laughed.

    "Does that mean they are threatening you with force?" Mr. Hua couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "I will submit a notice to Shangyuan County and ask them to take the person immediately!"

    "Where are you following?" Wang Wuyang finished his work, stood up and said with a wry smile: "I came here willingly to become a disciple. Isn't it a natural thing for a disciple to serve the master?"

    "You" Mr. Hua was dumbfounded and said, "Are you sincerely a disciple? When I heard my father-in-law talk about it, I thought you were deliberately playing tricks on a brat to get angry with him."

    "What does this have to do with my uncle?" Wang Wuyang said sternly: "I have already worshiped my master. If you are disrespectful to my master again, don't blame me for beating you!"

    "Hit me?" Mr. Hua looked at Wang Wuyang in disbelief. The two of them had always had a close personal relationship, but they didn't expect that he would fall out with him because of such a stupid kid.  "Then Maowhat spell did your master cast? To make you so possessed?"

    "Seeing you today reminds me of me yesterday." Wang Wuyang sighed, looked at Mr. Hua with sympathy and said, "Arrogant, arrogant, and impetuous, in fact, he is just a poor frog in the well."

    "You said he was your master, so what did he teach you that you admire so much?" Mr. Hua was now curious.

    "Master, um" Wang Wuyang was about to show off, but suddenly he said a little discouraged: "Master taught me to sweep the courtyard, serve tea and pour water, squeeze my shoulders and beat my back, and wash and pick vegetables"

    "Doesn't this treat you like an old lady?" Mr. Hua said, dumbfounded: "Wake up, Sixth Brother, you are the descendant of the Taicang Wang family, so don't embarrass your ancestors."

    "No, Master is tempering my mind, making me calm down and no longer impetuous." Wang Wuyang shook his head and said with renewed vigor: "My Master is knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, and is knowledgeable about heaven and man. No one in the world is as knowledgeable as him.  Even bigger. Although I haven¡¯t been officially taught yet, I have already learned a lot just by listening to Master¡¯s chats and helping Master take notes.¡±

    "Oh, why don't you tell me?" Mr. Hua didn't believe it. He smiled coldly and said, "I want to see what kind of Yehu Zen it is that can confuse you like this, Brother Six."

    He was the son of the dignified Taishi Hua, the beloved son-in-law of the literary leader, and his vision and knowledge were even higher than those of Wang Wuyang.  He didn't believe that a child of fourteen or fifteen years old could have any insights that impressed him.

    "Don't you like arithmetic since you were a child?" Wang Wuyang picked up a handwritten copy of "Elementary Mathematics" from his bedside.  "Take it and read it before telling me."

    This "Elementary Mathematics" had already been written silently before Wang Wuyang came.  Wang Wuyang spent all day at Zhao Hao's house and naturally saw this book. After studying it, he felt that this book was easier to understand than "Elementary Physics" or "Elementary Chemistry", so he asked his master if he could copy a copy and go back to study.  no?

    The reason why Zhao Hao had to spend time and effort dictating these textbooks four hundred years later.  This is because according to historical records, the scholar-officials of the Ming Dynasty loved science and had an extremely strong thirst for knowledge.  In just a few decades in the late Ming Dynasty, they translated hundreds of scientific works from the West and were involved in various natural sciences.

    His purpose is very simple, which is to spread this scientific knowledge as early as possible in the Ming Dynasty, so that he will not keep it to himself.

    Therefore, Zhao Hao readily agreed to Wang Wuyang¡¯s request and encouraged him to share and discuss with others. If it can arouse the interest of others, that would be great.

    Of course, everything must be done without delaying your career.

    ¡°Okay, just take a look and see if it can make me possessed too?¡±

    Mr. Hua took the booklet and sneered.

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