The good-faced Zhuchuan Langjun endured the pain and bought nine pots, Zhao Hanzhang waited for him to leave, and immediately dragged Fu Tinghan back to the county office, first asked people to go to Wushan to spread the word, "Let them send three more iron pots." ”

Then they took the paper they made and the "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Text" that they came out to Zhao's Wubao.

Fu Tinghan ran around with her indifferent face, not disliking her at all for taking up a lot of his time.

The day before yesterday was snowing heavily, and this is still a good time to enjoy the snow.

Although Zhao Ming doesn't like to enjoy the snow with the guests in the garden, he likes to enjoy the snow alone.

It was rare for his father to go out to meet guests, and he was the only one in the house, and it was very quiet, so he turned out a jar of good wine, and after it was hot, he sat in the ventilated pavilion and enjoyed the snow while drinking.

When Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan rushed over, he was half-leaning on the mat, one leg slightly bent, and he was holding a small wine bottle to drink to himself.

Looking at Zhao Ming, who was reckless and comfortable, Zhao Hanzhang stopped for a moment, and even Fu Tinghan was surprised.

He looked at it for a while, turned his head and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "If the romantic characters of the Wei and Jin dynasties are like this, then I can understand why these people are defined as romantic characters in the history books." ”

This is a little different from the so-called celebrities he saw at the Zhao family's banquet before.

Zhao Ming seemed to hear the voice, and the action of drinking paused, and he tilted his head slightly.

The two uncles and nephews faced each other across a courtyard and a bare plum tree.

Zhao Hanzhang grinned at him and waved hello to him happily.

Zhao Ming put down his legs expressionlessly, slowly went from half-lying to sitting, put down the wine bottle, and tidied up his robe.

Zhao Hanzhang pulled Fu Tinghan up, Fu Tinghan still understood the look in his eyes, and grabbed her and said, "I don't think Uncle Ming wants to see us at this time." ”

"A rare good opportunity, no, I mean, it's all here, it's even worse to go like this, let's go, let's go, you just said that it's a very famous person, and my uncle won't care." After that, he dragged Fu Tinghan over happily.

Zhao Ming's face became more and more expressionless, watching the two of them enter the pavilion, and after a rough salute, he sat down cross-legged on the opposite side of his mat.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhao Hanzhang exhaled, watched the fog rise in front of him, and was very curious, "Uncle, isn't it good to stay in the house on such a cold day, why are you lying in this leaky pavilion?" ”

Zhao Ming glanced at her, picked up the wine bottle again and drank: "Enjoy the snow." ”

Zhao Hanzhang looked out, smiled slightly, wrapped in silver, it was indeed good-looking.

She didn't say what she was doing here, Zhao Ming didn't urge her, she didn't even entertain the two of them, she just drank by herself.

He lifted his eyelids slightly and looked at the two people sitting opposite, his cunning and cheeky niece was looking sideways at Xue in a daze, and Fu Tinghan next to her was looking at her in a daze.

He shifted his gaze between the two of them, and finally sighed softly.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan heard the sigh, and at the same time came back to their senses, turning their heads to look at him together.

Zhao Ming shook the wine bottle and said: "Uncle has a unique vision, I can't wait for the horse." ”

Zhao Hanzhang waited for his next sentence, but found that he was drinking vigorously, and it seemed that there was no next sentence, she couldn't help but say: "I know that my grandfather has a unique vision, and then what?" ”

Zhao Ming looked at her and said, "Then you took a big advantage." ”

Zhao Hanzhang looked at him inexplicably.

Zhao Ming didn't explain, he was drunk, and he didn't bother to maintain etiquette, so he directly lay back, drank all the wine in the wine bottle, shook it, and threw the wine bottle to Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang deftly stretched out his hand to catch it.

Zhao Ming raised his chin and moved a little towards the corner, "Pour some more." ”

Zhao Hanzhang looked at it, and then found that there was a brazier there, a stove was placed next to the brazier, and a large wine jug was placed on the stove.

The stove was empty, and there was no fire, but the flask was lukewarm.

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the brazier, directly picked up the wine jug and shook it, and poured it into the wine bottle when he felt that the wine in it was even.

Sure enough, the wine that came out was smoking, and it was hot.

The smell of wine spread, Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help swallowing her saliva, she handed the eight-point full wine bottle to Zhao Ming, and sat down on the mat with the wine jug.

She looked left and right, and found that there was not even a cup in the pavilion, and she was speechless.

The wine at hand has been drilling into her nose, this wine is really fragrant~~

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at Zhao Ming, who had been drinking since ancient times, and simply picked up the wine jug and took a sip.

The throat was soft, but the aftertaste was long, Zhao Hanzhang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Good wine." ”

Zhao Ming looked at her quietly, and couldn't help but ask again, "What the hell are you here for?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang took a big sip of wine, let it go, and smiled at him: "Uncle, there are three important things to tell you." ”

Zhao Ming snorted lightly and asked indifferently, "Is it all a good thing?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang affirmed: "It's all a good thing!" ”

Zhao Ming shook the wine bottle and said: "Let's start with the fact that I don't have to work, or in other words, start with the least thing I do." ”

Zhao Hanzhang pondered, his face was entangled, so which thing to start with?

Zhao Ming saw that she had been thinking about it for so long, and he suddenly had a headache.

It seems that since he admitted that she was the lord of Xiping County, she has been working for him, and he has completely found an ancestor for himself.

Fu Tinghan coughed lightly and reminded her, "Let's start with teaching first." ”

"Oh," Zhao Hanzhang immediately sat up straight and said: "Uncle, as for me, I got two books by chance, I think they are easy to understand, and they are more suitable for enlightenment than the books used in Mongolia now, so I decided to replace the courses in the school." ”

Zhao Ming blinked, "The school is your school, you are in charge, why bother to talk to me?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang smiled at him and said, "Doesn't this need the support of my uncle?" As you know, I'm very busy, so I thought that while I was teaching those children, my uncle and brothers would also be able to listen to them, and with their knowledge, it would only take a few days......"

Zhao Ming understood, "Do you want them to change the books of enlightenment as well?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang nodded dumbfounded.

Zhao Ming shook his head directly, "Everyone has their own teaching method, the clan handed over the children of the study tour to Zitu, no one has ever thought of interfering with his teaching method, and if you don't agree, you can leave." ”

"One person can embarrass himself, but one should not embarrass others," he said. ”

Zhao Hanzhang: "But my two enlightenment books are more efficient......"

She stopped under Zhao Ming's gaze, "Okay, if you still don't agree to change the textbooks and courses after listening to the class, I won't force it." ”

Zhao Ming snorted, but he didn't object anymore, and asked, "What about the second one?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang took out the paper that they folded, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, look." ”

Zhao Ming thought it was a secret, sat up straight and took it, and when it was unfolded, it was a blank piece of paper, which had not been cut.

He took a closer look, didn't find any secrets, glanced at the wine in his hand, and was reluctant to splash it on the paper, so he simply threw the paper back to Zhao Hanzhang, "Let's just say it, what's wrong with this paper?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang: "...... This paper is made in our paper mill. ”

Fu Tinghan watched the interaction between their uncle and nephew, and couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes.

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