Chapter 3: Silly and Hanhan Zhang Hao

The capital is more than ten miles away from Dujia Village, and it is not far away, and it is not close to it.

The Ming Dynasty is not much different from the measurement of the modern one, five feet is one step, one mile is three hundred and sixty steps, that is, one hundred and eighty zhang, one zhang is about 3.3 meters, so one mile is six hundred meters, and it is seven or eight kilometers to modern times.

On the way, Du Shen took a donkey cart from a tenant farmer, so he arrived in the capital in a timely manner.

After saying goodbye to the tenant farmers, Du Shen took out his waist card, and after the officers and soldiers checked it to prove his identity, he entered the capital of Nuoda.

At this time, the capital is not as dilapidated as in later generations, the city wall built of blue bricks is extraordinarily simple, after entering the capital, you can see an endless stream of hawkers and pedestrians, so lively.

And their clothing is also very different from the villagers of Dujia Village, basically silk cloth clothes, square scarves on their heads, and some also wear gold and silver, which looks much more luxurious.

In contrast, the villagers of Dujia Village are simply refugees.

Du Shen patted the dust on his body and blended into the crowd.

After half a cup of tea, there was one more person in the beggars in the street.

Ahem.

It's not begging, it's recruiting students.

Of course, it is impossible to take students from the beggars, and even if they do, they cannot afford to pay the tuition fees.

The reason why he chose to be here is because except for this place, which is still empty, and all other places are occupied by hawkers, and he can't find a place.

So, under the strange gaze of a group of beggars, Du Shen got a brick out of nowhere, sat on it, and wrote two paragraphs with broken bricks in front of him.

A hundred years of life is ancient, and a hundred years of reading and educating people.

Looking for a good apprentice.

Although this group of beggars was illiterate, when they saw that Du Shen was dressed in white clothes and had a few patches, they all realized that this was probably a gentleman who was reading, so after being curious, they stopped looking at him.

……

Zhang Hao was in a very bad mood today, and his father Zhang Mao didn't know what kind of trick he had, so he threw him out of the house, and ordered him to sever the father-son relationship if he didn't think about it.

Didn't you just break the legs of a few teaching gentlemen, and as for making such a big fire?

What do you say if you don't think about it, if you don't think about it, you will die, and if you don't learn from your father, if you continue like this, the Zhang family will have no successor, and you will have to break your legs.

He still doesn't believe it, as the only son in the family, who else can the Zhang family pass it on to him if he doesn't pass it on to him?

Besides, he Zhang Hao is the number one gentleman in the capital, let him study hard, it's not fatal.

Who doesn't fight birds and cocks? Who's not lazy to eat?

If you want him to say, it's all those teaching gentlemen who are incompetent and can't teach young talents like him, if he really meets a powerful gentleman, will he not want to study?

Well...... Thousands of mistakes, all of them are the fault of Mr. Teaching.

After Zhang Hao figured it out, he was in a good mood, and he walked step by step without being serious, and unconsciously came to the side of the street corner.

Stopping down, you will see a group of beggars.

Zhang Hao grinned in disgust, and then, "Ah, phew." ”

A mouthful of thick phlegm went directly to a beggar.

There is no king's law!

Du Shen's eyelids jumped wildly, and he quickly shrank his head, for fear that the other party would do the same for himself.

God knows, he's got a slight cleanliness fetish.

That's right.

In addition to being the number one scourge in the capital, Zhang Hao also has the titles of number one scourge, scum, scum, etc., which is simply a cancer in society and a fighter in the second generation.

On weekdays, he does all kinds of evil, if it weren't for his father, he would have been able to go to the street to rob the strong people's daughters, and then pull them to the Qinglou to change into a mink coat.

Of course, these beggars knew Zhang Hao, and they all looked frightened, as if they had seen something dirty, and they didn't even beg for food, and they dispersed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Du Shen hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, and bent over to leave with these "seniors".

But as soon as he opened his legs, Zhang Hao's vicious voice behind him rang out.

"Yo, there's a reader......"

Zhang Hao's face was hideously crooked, "Stop for the master!" ”

Du Shen was stunned, and before he could run away, he was stopped.

"What do you want to do? I'm a scholar, so let's say okay first, the gentleman doesn't do anything......"

Zhang Hao hummed two lines of qi through his nostrils, looked up and down, he couldn't help but be curious, they were all readers, how could this person in front of him be so miserable.

The teaching gentlemen invited by his father were either dressed luxuriously or exquisitely, but this one was completely different, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and he was also wearing patched Rushan.

is also a reader, is this a little too poor?

Zhang Hao is fifteen this year, he has not even been out of the capital on weekdays, it can be said that he was born with a golden key, although he knows that people in this world are poor, but he has never heard that a scholar can be poor like this.

Isn't it a beggar in the clothes of a scholar!

Zhang Hao was straightforward, so he asked unceremoniously: "I said how did you, a poor scholar, get here, it turns out that you want to beg." ”

Du Shen's face turned straight and said: "Nonsense, I am a famous teacher, how can I beg!" ”

Although the words are reasonable, but Du Shen is beating the drum in his heart, the young man in front of him is not an ordinary person at first glance, he still has a wave, and finding a chance to slip away is the best way.

Zhang Hao didn't know that Du Shen had already had the idea of slipping away at this time.

He looked at Du Shen's yellow-skinned face, and asked disdainfully, "You are also a teacher?" How do you prove it? ”

Du Shen smiled.

Yo, young man, you're on the point.

While laughing, Du Shen rolled up his sleeves and said in a light tone full of force: "I studied at the age of three and entered junior high school at the age of twelve. ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward and said proudly: "I know mathematics, physics, mathematics, I have watched more films than you have seen, as the so-called learning mathematics, physics and chemistry, I am not afraid to go all over the world, if this can't prove that I am a teacher, then you can tell me how to prove it?" ”

Zhang Hao is circled, mathematics, physics and chemistry?

What is that, it sounds like a great thing, but why didn't the gentlemen who taught me mention it?

Could it be that they are hiding their secrets?

They're dogs......

Du Shen didn't know what Zhang Hao was thinking, he didn't give Zhang Hao a chance to think at all, and spit out a series of nouns in his mouth, what multiplication formula, what unary quadratic equation, what function, what calculus, what hydrogen atom, oxygen atom ......

After talking for half a cup of tea, he stopped, and then he seemed to feel that this was not enough, and pointed to the two lines on the ground and said, "Do you see these two sentences?" That's how I do it. ”

At this time, Zhang Hao had question marks in his head, although he didn't know what Du Shen said, but he couldn't help but admire the new students, and gave birth to a feeling that the person in front of him was hanging.

Then, Zhang Hao lowered his head, looked at the two lines of words on the ground, and couldn't help but read, "Life is ancient for a hundred years, and trees are born for a hundred years......"

Zhang Hao gasped, "A tree can still give birth to people for a hundred years?" ”