Qin Zhao really wanted to give it a try.

He had never wronged his husband in life, and now he had a son to raise, so the expenses were not small. Compared to those manual labor jobs, being a teacher in a wealthy family was naturally the best choice.

"But that young master Gu seems to be very difficult to deal with. He has driven away so many gentlemen..." Jing Li was still worried.

Qin Zhao didn't care much about this: "There will always be a way, don't worry."

However, there was still some work to be done at home and he couldn't leave someone alone for the time being, so Qin Zhao was not in a hurry.

Over the next few days, they went shopping in the city, and after the custom-made furniture arrived, they decorated the house according to their preferences.

On the afternoon of the second day after the mansion was decorated, Qin Zhaocai brought up the old matter again.

Jing Li was feeding the fish when he said this. He turned his head and looked at him: "I'll go with you."

After taking a bite, the little fish raised its head and saw Jing Li holding the egg yolk crumbs and not feeding it to it. It swam around in his hands anxiously.

"No need." Qin Zhao said, "This kid can't be alone right now. I can't take him everywhere with me."

Jing Li: "Why not? You always took me with you when you went out before."

Before Jing Li could transform into a human form, Qin Zhao carried him around the village every day.

Thinking of the past, Qin Zhao walked up to Jing Li, deliberately chose an angle where the fish couldn't see, bent down and kissed him on the lips: "Aren't you worried that my little fish will be eaten by the cat at home?"

The little fish jumped higher in the water.

Jing Li didn't notice what his son was doing at all. He even put the egg yolk back into the bowl and raised his hand to help Qin Zhao straighten his collar. "Okay, I'll stay home with your son."

"Be good." Qin Zhao said again, "I'll buy you something to eat later."

"As long as it's something you do."

Qin Zhao: "Okay."

The fish in his house are becoming easier and easier to raise.

The two fathers finally finished their affectionate interactions just before their sons were about to jump out of the fish tank. Qin Zhao turned and walked out, while Jing Li continued to feed the cubs.

"I know. I'll feed you right away."

Jing Li sprinkled two egg yolks on him, shook his head and sighed: "You are so greedy, I don't know who you inherited it from."

Cub: “…”

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Qin Zhao did not go directly to Gu's house, but went straight to another place.

"This is Jiangling Prefecture School. Who are you looking for?" A young man stopped him outside the school gate.

Qin Zhao bowed to him and took out a letter from his pocket: "I am from Linxi Village, looking for an assistant teacher named Ye. This is a letter from the village chief to Assistant Teacher Ye."

The boy took the letter and nodded: "Please wait a moment."

He turned and went into the government school. After a while, he came out with a message: "Assistant Professor Ye is answering questions in the study. Please come with me."

The young man led Qin Zhao in.

Jiangling Prefecture School is considered to be the best among the twelve prefectures. The reason is that the prefect of Jiangling attaches great importance to education, and the prefectural school was built very large. Qin Zhao followed the young man through several lecture halls in the front yard and walked along a long corridor before arriving at a relatively secluded courtyard.

As soon as I walked through the Chuihua Gate, I heard some arguing: "I think what Brother Li said is inappropriate. Even if the meaning of this sentence can be understood, its deeper meaning..."

The young man took Qin Zhao to the eaves and said, "Please wait here for a moment. I am going back now."

Qin Zhao: "Thank you very much."

The door of the study was open. Qin Zhao stood under the eaves and heard the argument inside.

The two students in the room were arguing about nothing more than the interpretation of classics. Even the scholars of the dynasty had not yet reached a conclusion on these contents, so it was naturally impossible for them to reach a conclusion just by arguing.

Sure enough, after Qin Zhao listened quietly for a while, he heard another old man in the room say leisurely, "What you said is reasonable. There is no point in arguing here. Go back and write an article for me. Go."