The bun is interested in Zhou Mao.

From the first debate at the party, he fell in love with this sarcastic boy.

I love him because he can really express a few insightful opinions. I hate him because his mouth is not decorated, and if there are any sarcastic and sharp words, I will open my mouth and open it.

If such a person is a counselor, he will be killed by ginseng if he is in the court even if he has not passed the trailer.

Just a sin of arrogance and disrespect is enough for him to drink a pot.

To use such a person with sharp thorns, he has to plate it and become more rounded before he can be very useful.

The paintings he displayed today were not written by him, but were casual graffiti of his cousin Tuan Ge'er. Tuan Ge'er was originally quite rude, but after being polished by his sixth uncle, he now loves literature and has the style of being a father.

You can also take it out to meet people by doing it.

Everyone who knows Zhou Mao knows that he wants to be an official, but he wants to be crazy. He uses sharp words to attract attention. He wishes that the officials who selected wise men in the court will see him, even if he calls him over and scold him, and say what he really wants to say, he feels that he has done it.

Bao'er also knew from the beginning that Zhou Mao had never concealed this thought, and even said several times that he would do whatever he wanted if he was an official. Some words, to most of the well-behaved students, felt that they were ridiculous.

But Bao'er listened.

For example, he said that although the emperor is now trying his best to develop border trade and shipping, he has neglected farming in recent years. Northern Tang was originally a country that started with farming. If it is discarded, it will one day be controlled by others.

Everyone felt that it was inappropriate when they heard this. Because economic and trade have developed, the country has become rich and needs food, so they buy it. It’s not that there is no money.

However, Bao'er felt that he was right. Even his father said that farming is the basis for the people to have enough food. If you have to buy food for many years, if there is war or encounter some border trade problems, then you will be really subject to others.

These remarks made Baoer care about him.

He knew that his father would love and hate Zhou Mao, but he decided to recommend this person to his father.

So, before he was about to sharpen Zhou Mao's spirit, he went to the palace to tell his father about Zhou Mao's man, saying that he would recommend it to his father.

After hearing this, Yu Wenhao looked at him and smiled, "Bao'er, why should I recommend it to my father?"

"Dad, I think he is a material that can be made."

Baozi said.

Yu Wenhao patted his shoulder and said meaningfully: "Well, the person you recommend, Dad will approve of it, but why don't you use such a person yourself?"

"I?"

The bun was stunned, “How do I use it?

Take it to the army?

He is a scholar.”

Yuwenhao said seriously: "I plan to recall you from the army next year, perform the ceremony of enthroning the crown prince, and crown you. You should also have your own small court. If there are people available, you should keep it yourself. After all, you know the roots and the bottom of it, and you also know how to restrain it."

Baozi's face gradually became solemn, and he bowed, "I understand, my son."

Yu Wenhao patted his shoulder, his eyes both pampered and admired, "You are growing up and it's time to be the only one. Show your skills and work hard to make a career convinced everyone."

"Son obeys the order!"

There was a firm light in Baozi's eyes and he said firmly: "My son will definitely not disappoint you."

Yu Wenhao looked at his handsome son and stood up as tall as him. He felt really unspeakable relief.

The father and son said something for a while, and used the way friends talked to teach him some principles for being the king.

But in fact, Baozi has learned a lot over the years by example. He will take his father as an example and try his best to be the role of the Northern Tang Dynasty as a baton.

However, just before the buns were polished, something happened.

Chi Tong is missing.

On that day, Tangyuan and Nuomi took Chi Tong and Xuelang to the Fourth Master's house. Tangyuan talked to the Fourth Master, and Nuomi also went to see his little cousin. Chi Tong and Xuelang were playing in the yard. After everyone was busy, Xuelang entered the house, but Chi Tong was not seen.

At first, Nuomi felt that Chi Tong might be playful and didn't want to go back to the house. She thought that she was in the mansion and there were people guarding her outside, so she couldn't run out, so she didn't care.
Chapter completed!