Hearing the noise outside, Zhu Er almost rushed out of the house in a rage. When he saw Zhang Chen's smug face, he wanted to punch him. He had finally established a little prestige, but after Zhang Chen's noise, how would those slippery cotton farmers look at him? Would they pretend to obey in secret in the future
However, when he recognized the man next to Zhang Chen, his resentment immediately turned into cold sweat. Although this man was smiling and looked gentle and harmless, he recognized him. He was one of his father's capable staff members! He was not the kind of person who was good at writing, but the kind of person who was also good at martial arts!
Don't ask him why he knows this, it's really heartbreaking to talk about it... Because when he was a child, it was this person who taught him martial arts and made him get spanked countless times! Apart from his eldest brother, even his father didn't spank him that many times! Because his father was too busy, how could he have time to play with the family stick all day long!
Therefore, even if he had to make a fool of himself in front of Zhang Chen, thinking of the severity of the ruler, he would not be able to escape even if he ran away, so Zhu Er still lowered his head, walked forward obediently, bowed and said: "Hello, sir."
Zhang Chen was stunned. Sir? Isn't Zhang Shou still inside? But he quickly reacted and turned his head to look at the person. Could it be that this plain-looking and somewhat wordy messenger was actually the teacher of the Duke of Zhao's mansion and had been Zhu Er's teacher
Wait, but Zhu Er has been studying in the Imperial College since last year. He shouldn’t need a tutor or something like that, right
Just as Zhang Chen was getting more and more curious, he saw the messenger smiling and reaching out to help Zhu Er up. "I absolutely don't deserve the title of sir. I only taught you some insignificant things. Moreover, I am not very knowledgeable, and I am not good at literature or martial arts. I have no way to teach people. Are you trying to make me feel ashamed to death by calling me sir?"
Zhu Er could only laugh dryly. He was a talent that his father had to rely on, and he was completely different from Zhu Gongquan. He had also gone with him on the Northern Expedition. When the emperor awarded meritorious service, he also gave him an official position and posthumously conferred honors on his parents. If it weren't for the fact that rewarding a Jinshi degree was too easy to be criticized by the majority of scholars, the emperor might have given him this special treatment out of joy.
Of course, he heard that the other party had no ambition to pursue a career in politics, so he firmly resigned from the position of the Councilor and continued to serve as his father's trusted aide. How dare he say that such a person is not good at both civil and military affairs? He would be beaten to death by his father. When he was studying under this person, he was scolded by his father countless times for being ignorant despite having a famous teacher...
"Sir, what are you talking about? I was just too dull to learn..." He explained dryly, but he really didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore. He quickly changed the subject and asked with a big smile, "Sir, why did you come to Cangzhou? How can my father be without you?"
"Second Young Master, you are joking. Now that Dong Weng has relieved himself of the heavy responsibility of the Northern Expedition and has not yet received a new position, it is time for him to rest and recuperate. How can an idle person like me be indispensable? Therefore, Dong Weng invited me to Cangzhou to see how the Second Young Master is doing, and I am naturally happy to make this trip. I just heard a few words from the Second Young Master outside, and it is indeed different from the past."