In the classroom across the colleges, Jing Xiu and Hei Xiu took their younger brother to a nervous book in a race against time.

In the past few days, my father has been on a business trip, and they have slackened a lot in their studies. Yesterday my father came back, because he was tired and irritable, and he didn't take the school homework immediately, so they escaped. But today, there must be no escape......

Zhang Xiaojing was also reading in the study, but she was reading the manuscript of "The History of Sailing" written by Zhao Hao...... Of course, it was Ma Xianglan who ghostwrote. This is one of the textbooks that Zhao Gongzi gave to the Navigation Academy, and it has not yet been paid.

Ever since she followed her out of the sea, she was fascinated by the feeling of sailing on the boundless sea, so she took the initiative to take over the work of proofreading and copying.

Normally, Secretary Ma would not give up his position. But on Chinese New Year's Eve last year, the two reached some kind of tacit understanding, and Ma Xianglan deduced that she was too busy to be busy, and assigned this far-reaching task to Xiaozhuzi.

But today, it seems that the wind and waves on the sea have also swept her heart, so that Xiaozhu can never calm down. She tried several times to find a reason to show her face in the garden, but You Qi was guarding the weeping flower gate, and no one could get close.

At this time, my father's hearty laughter was heard in the garden.

"It's been a long time since my father has laughed so happily." Zhang Jingxiu was very happy.

"Our life can finally get better." Hei Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, his father had a gloomy face all day long, it was too scary.

"Who is my father talking to, so happy?" Mao Xiu asked in a low voice.

"It's Mr. Zhao who is here, I heard what Uncle You Qi said." Jian Xiu's milk voice milk airway.

"I'm here to see Xiaojing." A group of brothers who lacked hearts and eyes started to coax them away.

Zhang Xiaojing was so ashamed that her face was flushed, but she inevitably had some small expectations in her heart. After the heart said that after talking, how could Brother Zhao come over. It's all his students......

It's a pity that Zhang Juzheng didn't let Zhao Hao come to see them in the end.

just said that the matter is important now, and the matter of teaching science will be put on hold for a while, and after talking about the matter, he will be sent away, so that Xiaozhuzi and the brothers who are waiting to see the excitement are disappointed......

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Xiao Zhuzi put away the book in a daze and walked out of the classroom. If she was purely studying, the environment in her boudoir would be much better.

Who knew that he had just bypassed the Taihu Lake stone, but saw Ma Xianglan coming with Nana under the leadership of the maid in his father's room.

"Why is Sister Ma here?" Zhang Xiaojing suddenly felt half better, and walked briskly to meet it.

"Childe sent me to give these manuscripts to Miss Zhang." Secretary Ma handed over the bookbag in his arms to Zhang Xiaojing with both hands. "I'm also troublesome with Miss Zhang this time."

Zhang Xiaojing showed a beautiful smile, stretched out her hands, and solemnly took the bookbag. "Please rest assured that Zhao Gongzi will live up to his mission."

"Then thank you Miss Zhang first." Secretary Ma Fu Yifu said softly: "By the way, we have to go out tomorrow." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaojing shook slightly when she heard this, but in front of her father's eyes and ears, she immediately stabilized her figure. With a reluctant face, he said, "I don't know when I will be able to meet Sister Ma?" ”

"Maybe I'll come back to Beijing in two months." Ma Xianglan replied: "Don't worry, the slave family will often write letters to the young lady." ”

"yes, we're pen pals." Zhang Xiaojing nodded with satisfaction and warmly invited: "Come and sit with me?" ”

"Childe is still waiting for the slave at the door." Secretary Ma shook his head lightly and gave Zhang Xiaojing a meaningful smile.

"Sister Ma cherishes it all the way, and I will also bring it to Zhao Gongzi, and wait for you to come back." Zhang Xiaojing felt a sweet heart, knowing that Zhao Hao called her here.

"By all means." Ma Xianglan smiled and nodded, and left.

Sending Sister Ma away, Zhang Xiaojing returned to her boudoir with her bookbag, took out a number of books to be copied inside, and found a note in the page, on which a parting poem was written, although it was Sister Ma's handwriting, but it was undoubtedly from the mouth of Zhao Gongzi.

'The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ’

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers......" chanted this sentence repeatedly, and Miss Zhang couldn't help but be stunned.

Obediently, is this merciful or ruthless?

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"Ahh

On the carriage, Zhao Hao sneezed, and watched Sister Ma get up to the carriage, he picked up the handkerchief on the table and wiped his nose and asked, "The book was delivered?" ”

"Well, it's gone." Secretary Ma nodded obediently.

"Is it appropriate to be so troublesome all the time?" Zhao Hao was a little uncertain and said: "I don't think Zhang Xianggong wants me to get too close to his daughter." ”

"That boy still writes poems to Miss Zhang?" Ma Xianglan said with a smile.

"The poem can be understood in two ways." Zhao Gongzi said seriously: "If Miss Zhang decides to obey her father's orders and stop thinking nonsense, I will naturally be the petal that fell into the mud." ”

"If Miss Zhang is really as you say, what is that...... "He paused with a red face and said, "Naturally, it can also be understood as 'not ruthless'." ”

Ma Xianglan was so amused by the child's naivety that she higgled and giggled.

"Isn't it all about you?" Zhao Hao glared at her angrily, and was so angry that he reached out to itch her. "Let's see if you dare to pull the red line in the future!"

"Don't dare, don't dare anymore." Ma Xianglan was most afraid of itching, and hurriedly begged for mercy softly: "The maid thinks that as the secretary of the son, she should think about the son everywhere." Miss Zhang's affection for her son, the maid can't pretend not to see it, and the little county lord also acquiesces......"

Saying that, her eyes were moistened, and she said coquettishly: "Childe will definitely thank the servant in the future." ”

"If you're really thinking about me, you can stop there." Zhao Hao's heart trembled, and he felt that he had grown up a lot. couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "None of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and I will have to set my house on fire in the future!" ”

"Yes, the servant will not dare anymore." Ma Xianglan said in her heart that if you can't make up the Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is not bad.

"Hey, Lao Zhang is really, I won't eat his daughter." Zhao Gongzi sighed helplessly, and couldn't help but secretly worry, I don't know how to pass the idol level.

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Coming out of the big yarn hat alley, Zhao Hao went to Shiwangfu Street again and said goodbye to the eldest princess and Li Mingyue.

Knowing that he was going to do business, the little county lord didn't bother to be together, but just told him to pay attention to safety on the road, take care of himself, and go early and return early.

Zhao Hao naturally agreed, and stayed overnight in Liuyue Xuan...... Don't get me wrong, the embroidery building of the little county lord has long been repaired and moved back.

But that night, the two talked together until the second half of the night, and fell asleep in a daze.

Don't get me wrong, sleep with clothes.

As a result, early the next morning, Zhao Hao fled and left the eldest princess's mansion in the eyes of the eldest princess's mother-in-law, and the eyes of the little lord who wanted to kill.

In the evening, he and Zhao Liben embarked on a journey to the south.

The most convenient route from Beijing to Xinzheng is to take the Grand Canal all the way to Jining, then take the overland route and travel 600 miles southwest. The whole process takes about half a month.

But Zhao Hao and Caoyun Group have become fire and water, how dare they take the Grand Canal? Although Emperor Longqing specially sent a team of brocade guards to accompany him to protect him, the other party did not dare to openly assassinate him.

But as long as they instigated a few thousand Cao Ding to surround their fleet, Zhao Hao would be blinded by many of his guards, and he could only be kneaded by others.

With the cowardly temperament of the ancestors and grandchildren of the Zhao family, they naturally would not take risks, so they honestly changed to the dry road.

A group of hundreds of people rode horses and chariots, and walked out of Beijing from You'anmen. After traveling twenty miles, Shao Daxia really took a team of men and horses as promised and waited by the official road.

The two teams joined as a team, and the momentum became more and more powerful.

Seeing that this group of people were freshly dressed and angry, with knives and guns, and there were people holding a yellow flag to open the road, the merchants and people along the way all flashed to the side of the road to avoid it, and when they were far away, they dared to discuss curiously, what is this team of emperors going to do?

Most of them guessed that they were looking for beautiful women for the emperor. I heard that 300 beautiful girls were selected in Beijing last month, could it be that the lustful Emperor Longqing is not enough, and he wants to go outside Beijing to search?

Thanks to the blessings of the officials, the widowhood of Emperor Longqing is a well-known secret......

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From Beijing to Zhengzhou to Pingchuan, the condition of the official road is not bad. Not only is it relatively smooth, but there are also several complete tracks that can be used for horse-drawn carriages from south to north.

The four-wheeled carriage in which Zhao Hao and his entourage rode were all equipped with solid tires of eucommia gum and a complete shock absorption system, which was very stable on the rutted track.

And although it is already May, Xu is affected by the Xiaoice River, as long as the noon is staggered, the weather is not too hot.

However, for the sake of the old man's health, Zhao Hao is only allowed to travel forty miles in the morning and afternoon every day, and rest as soon as the distance arrives.

Beizhi Henan is already densely populated. On the official road, official post houses and private inns and wine shops emerge in an endless stream. The guards at the front station can calmly arrange accommodation and meals in advance for their sons and grandchildren, so that they can at least eat hot soup and hot meals at every meal, and can sleep peacefully in bed at night.

Throwing out a lot of silver along the way, he naturally didn't feel tired of the journey at all, but made Zhao Liben feel like he was traveling. Every time you go to a place of interest, you must stop and visit the Ye family, and sometimes even take a detour to visit.

Although Zhao Hao was anxious, it was not easy to urge, after all, he had to drag the old man to come to the door to apologize. Can't you allow the old man to decompress himself?

Shao Daxia was really impatient, so he discussed with Zhao Hao, took the first step, went to the front station, and talked to Gao Gong Haosheng. In this way, when the two of them arrived in Gaojiazhuang, they also had a bottom in their hearts. It also makes Gao Gong mentally prepared.

Zhao Hao naturally refused, so Shao Daxia galloped away with his son-in-law, leaving him to accompany the old man to hurry slowly.

Then he was patient and took this as a rare opportunity to investigate and carefully observe the people's sentiments along the way.

Here and Jiangnan and the capital, it is completely two worlds.

Especially the people in the feudal lord's fiefdom, all of them were unkempt, ragged, and thin, and they were almost like beggars.

What stung him the most was that there was no light in their eyes, only endless numbness. It was the result of being tortured by a cruel life, and it was a state of complete lack of hope......

This made him feel that the cunning in the eyes of the people of Wuzhong was so precious.

ps. This chapter was overhauled before it was posted, so it was only sent at this time, sorry......