When Zhang Hongsi saw Zhao Fuxiang walk in with a disgraceful look, he was so happy that he couldn't say a word. Although his cheap third uncle was a little fatter, he was very particular about eating and dressing. Why did he look like this today?

Zhang Hongsi had an excellent tutor. Although he wanted to laugh in his heart, he still stood up and saluted Zhao Fuxiang, saying that he had met his third uncle!

Zhao Fuxiang was so angry that he didn't see Zhang Hongsi at all when he entered the room. He stepped forward to grab Mao Jiao's collar and cursed: "Mao Jiao, you bastard, you don't know that I, the prefect, and Tongzhi are all

Is it related? Believe it or not, I sent a letter to Guangzhou, asking Mr. Di, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, to relieve you of your little command and let you go back to Danzhou to clean the toilet!"

Mao Jiao was born into a thousand households in Danzhou, so naturally he didn't want people to mention his past dark history, not to mention that his precious son almost died. Now that he heard Zhao Fuxiang scolding him, he angrily knocked off Zhao Fuxiang's hand and grabbed Zhao Fuxiang's collar instead.

, flipped Zhao Fuxiang around and cursed: "Zhao Fuxiang, who do you think you are? You are a lowly businessman, how dare you threaten me, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

In Mao Jiao's army, Taizu Changquan, Zhao Fuxiang's body was strong and heavy, and the two started fighting in the room. The two juniors in the room were really dumbfounded.

Seeing the two uncles fighting, Zhang Hongsi had no choice but to pick up the teapot on the table and throw it to the ground. The sound of the teapot finally made Zhao Fuxiang and Zhao Fuxiang stop for a moment. Zhang Hongsi quickly said: "Two uncles, you guys

Together they are almost a hundred years old, wouldn’t it be shameful to fight in front of juniors?”

After being scolded by Zhang Hongsi, Zhao Fuxiang and Zhao Fuxiang felt a little embarrassed. Mao Jiao let go and said: "Zhao Fuxiang, I don't care about you because I saved my son. Please let my son go home with me right now!"

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Zhao Fuxiang, a smart person, immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that this guy's stupid son didn't want to go home with him. It seemed that what he said yesterday had an effect.

Zhao Fuxiang had support and immediately became unyielding: "Mao Jiao, aren't you awesome? Aren't you a handsome man who cares about Mao? You can take your son away by yourself, I don't care!"

Mao Jiao was furious when he heard this. He jumped up angrily and cursed: "Zhao Fuxiang, my precious son has stopped studying. It's all because of you and your unlucky son who seduced you! You took my advantage and didn't do anything. Now,

Please return my two hundred taels of silver quickly!"

It was basically a dream to ask for money from Zhao Fuxiang. Zhao Fuxiang also scolded: "Mao Jiao, I didn't ask for money at that time. It was you who had to give me money in order to join my eldest brother's door! Now you want to sit back and shit, don't even think about it!"

And your son has spent more than two months eating without spending money? He has spent nothing on clothes? You must know that they have three meals a day, so you still have to cost me a hundred taels of silver!"

Two old guys in their forties were turning their intestines here, which made Zhang Hongsi very happy. Unexpectedly, these big shots were quarreling like shrews in the market. Zhang Hongsi had no choice but to say to Mao Shaohong: "Dear brother, what do you think?

Find a way, I can’t do it anymore!”

Mao Shaohong had no choice but to shout loudly: "Dad, Uncle Zhao, please stop arguing! I will never go home!"

After hearing what his son said, Mao Jiao immediately let Zhao Fuxiang go. He came to his son's bedside and persuaded him hard: "Hong'er, listen to dad, you are really not suitable for joining the army. Can dad lie to you? It's better to go home and study to get a meritorious title!"

Zhang Hongsi on the side said after listening:

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"Uncle Mao, I think what you said is wrong! My dear brother no longer wants to take the exam, but you let him go back. If this continues, it will have the opposite effect. Since my dear brother wants to join the army, why not let him

Stay in the army for the first half of a year and see. Anyway, my good brother has just turned seventeen and has a long future. Wouldn't it be better to let him take a different path?"

After listening to Zhang Hongsi's words, Mao Jiao cursed in his heart that your father is Zhang Wenming. With Lao Tzu's protection, the road to the imperial examination will go smoothly, but can we military households compare with you? However, Zhang Hongsi is Zhang Wenming's son after all. Although Mao Jiao

He was dissatisfied but couldn't express it too much, so Mao Jiao frowned and said, "Xiannie, I don't need to bother you to care about our family's affairs!"

Zhao Fuxiang said with a smile on the side: "The eldest nephew of the Zhang family, this stubborn donkey will not listen to you. He thinks that his stupid son is the number one scholar and will be a first-rank official in the future!"

Zhao Fuxiang thought that the first-rank official was the highest official, but this completely changed his mind. According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, the highest official rank could only be the second-rank official, that is, the six ministers.

In the Ming Dynasty, the first rank and the fifth rank were given to the dead and were basically honorary positions. Now Zhao Fuxiang said that Mao Shaohong was an official of the first rank. To Mao Joule, it seemed like a satire that his son would not live long.

Mao got up angrily and wanted to fight with Zhao Fuxiang, but Zhang Hongsi said: "Uncle Mao, do you think this is good? In a few months, my nephew will go to Nanzhili to study. If he doesn't want to join the army, he wants to go back and continue.

When it comes to studying, my nephew will find a teacher for his eldest brother and his wise brother. What do you think, uncle?"

Mao Jiao felt a little dissatisfied when he heard what Zhang Hongsi said. He asked, "Xiannie, it's not that my uncle looks down on you. Who do you know at such a young age?"

Zhang Hongsi chuckled: "Uncle Mao, I'm telling you the truth! My nephew is going to Nanzhili this time to get married. My nephew's future father-in-law is Chen Dazun, the third son of Yunjian. If Uncle Mao allows it, my nephew can mediate and coordinate.

Let Dakexian brother become a disciple of Mr. Dazun!"

Dazun is the nickname of Chen Zilong, and Chen Dazun is also Chen Zilong. Chen Zilong is the leader of Fushe and the leader of Yunjian Poetry School. At the same time, the most important thing is that Chen Zilong is a Jinshi. This status is much stronger than Zhang Wenming.

Of course Mao Jiao wanted his son to become a disciple of Chen Zilong. However, although Mao Jiao was considered a figure on Hainan Island, he was nothing in South Zhili. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to want to become a disciple of Zhang Wenming and try to get along with Dong.

Lin Dang has built a good relationship, and now that Zhang Hongsi is willing to introduce Chen Zilong as his son's teacher, Mao Jiao is naturally very willing!

Although Mao Jiao was very satisfied, he was a little embarrassed to step down immediately. He pretended to be thoughtful, and then asked: "Xiannie, originally my uncle wanted Hong'er to be a disciple of your father, but now he wants to be a disciple of your father."

Mr. Otaru is my teacher, so I’m afraid your father will be unhappy!”

Zhang Hongsi said with a smile: "Uncle, please rest assured. My father doesn't know about Dake Xiandi's apprenticeship, so he can't be happy about it!"

Zhao Fuxiang had already noticed what Mao Jiao was thinking, and said with a smile: "My dear nephew, look at Mao Jiao like this, I guess he is already happy in his heart, but he still pretends to be dead!"

Mao Jiao glared at Zhao Fuxiang, turned to his son and said: "Hong'er, do you think this is okay? I'll give you half a year. If you don't want to join the army, you have to follow Zhang Zhonghe to South Zhili.

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How about it?"

Mao Shaohong wanted to stay in the army now, so after hearing what Mao Jiao said, he nodded quickly and said: "Yes, all sons obey their fathers!"

Although Mao Shaohong planned to stay in the army, the attraction of becoming a disciple of Chen Zilong was too great. He wanted to become an apprentice and join the army at the same time. However, he could not tell his father these things, so he planned to talk to Zhang Hongsi alone later. See

See if it can work.

Mao Jiao felt relieved when his son agreed. From his understanding, his son was only attracted by collective life. After this period of time, he would find that being a soldier was boring and boring, and there were also various dangers. When the time came, he would definitely listen to his son.

If you come back, you should study hard under a teacher.

Zhao Fuxiang saw that the matter was resolved and said with a smile: "Sir Mao, you should thank me. If I hadn't pulled the strings for your matchmaking, would you have hooked up with Chen Zilong?"

Since his son decided to become a disciple of Chen Zilong, Mao Jiao couldn't get angry with Zhao Fuxiang. After all, Zhang Hongsi was the biological brother of Zhao Fuxiang's daughter-in-law. Whether his son could succeed in becoming a disciple still depended on Zhang Hongsi. However, Mao Jiao hated Zhao Fuxiang very much.

He frowned and said, "In that case, please ask Brother Zhao to return the two hundred taels of apprenticeship money!"

Hearing the refund, Zhao Fuxiang shook his head like a rattle: "The money has been spent, and your son has eaten it and turned it into shit! If you want it, I will prepare a big car for you to take it back, but you need cash."

Not at all!"

Mao Jiao was furious when he saw Zhao Fuxiang being so shameless. Although he was embarrassed to fight each other, Mao Jiao was not idle and cursed: "Zhao Fuxiang, aren't you afraid that I will tell Zhang Juren about your scandal?"

Mao Jiao's threats were of no use to Zhao Fuxiang. He sneered: "What? You have no choice but to use my eldest brother to suppress me? To tell you the truth, even if you invite my eldest brother's teacher Huang Daozhou, I will never pay back the money."

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Seeing these two bickering, Mao Shaohong frowned and said, "Dad, Uncle Zhao, I have a headache. Can you change rooms to discuss?"

Mao Shaohong said it very tactfully, but he just meant to tell them to get lost. Zhang Hongsi didn't want to hear about the gossip between the two of them, so he smiled and said: "Two uncles, now that my dear brother has recovered from his serious injury, it's better to ask him

Uncles, please step aside!"

When Mao Jiao heard that his son was feeling uncomfortable, he was naturally very worried. He quickly got up and said, "Okay, let's go out and say that Hong'er has a good rest in the house. Please also ask Zhonghe to work hard and stay with my son!"

After Mao Jiao finished speaking, he glared at Zhao Fuxiang and said, "Zhao Fuxiang, come out, I have something to say to you!"

Zhao Fuxiang naturally had something to say to Mao Jiao. He had tricked Mao Jiao today just to bring down Zhang Chengde. He had eaten so much dirt just now, wouldn't he have suffered a loss if he had not reached an agreement with Mao Jiao?

Mao Shaohong watched the two of them go out, and then said to Zhang Hongsi: "Brother Zhonghe, I want to ask brother Zhonghe to do something!"

Zhang Hongsi smiled and said: "You and I are classmates, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Mao Shaohong said what he was thinking. After Zhang Hongsi heard that this boy wanted to stay in the army and become a disciple, he smiled and said: "My dear brother, to be honest, I am not familiar with Mr. Dazun.

But Mr. Otaru is on good terms with my eldest brother, and he should be a good-natured person. Brother Yu can’t guarantee anything here, but Brother Yu can promise you that I will do my best to help you realize your wish, brother virtuous!"

Mao Shaohong was overjoyed when he heard this. He sat on the bed and quickly raised his hands to thank Zhang Hongsi for his help.

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