After helping Yu back to her own yard, she finally recovered.
As soon as he entered the room, he pushed Wang Mengyu away and shouted in a deep voice: "Kneel down!"
Wang Mengyu took a deep breath, then knelt down in front of Yu helplessly.
Yu started crying again, her voice trembling as she asked, "How dare you...how dare you talk to your father like that?"
"You little bastard, are you crazy?"
"Fortunately your father didn't bother with you, otherwise how would you have ended today?"
"You must be out of your mind!"
Wang Mengyu knelt on the ground without saying a word, waiting until Yu had finished venting her anger, then he spoke calmly.
"Mom, my son is not afraid now!"
"The reason why I dare to say this is that my son has enough confidence!"
"From now on, even if the Wang family is gone, my son will be able to succeed and provide you with a life of luxury."
"Even a hundred or a thousand times stronger than it is now!"
Yu immediately scolded: "You bastard, shut up!"
Staring at Wang Mengyu fiercely, Yu leaned over with tears in her eyes and hugged her son again.
"Son, no matter what, he is your father, and this is home. There is nothing comparable to this in this world!"
"No matter what you become, home is your root!"
"Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected."
"Your eldest brother is right. If you didn't have this family and your father, who would people outside know you as?"
"Can you be in the situation you are in now?"
Wang Mengyu smiled bitterly and said nothing more.
Yu's thoughts and ideas cannot be changed in a short period of time, and it is impossible to explain them away.
"Mom, don't cry. I know I was wrong. Don't worry, as long as they don't bully us in the future, I won't do anything."
"You take a rest first. I'm going back now."
Standing up from the ground, Wang Mengyu comforted Yu for a while, then walked back to his room.
As soon as he entered the room, he took out a jar of dry wine from the cabinet.
There wasn't even a single peanut or cucumber, and no one was there to keep him company.
He was alone, and without saying a word, he drank sip after sip until midnight, until he was drunk.
He will never forget today, and will never forget every detail that happened in the main room.
He, Wang Mengyu, finally straightened his back completely and stood up. He was no longer the useless person who was bullied by others and unable to protect his mother from the wind and rain.
…
Zhao Hao didn't know yet that such an exciting scene would happen when Wang Mengyu returned home tonight.
After returning from Prince Kang's Palace, he began to make specific plans.
I worked until late at night and it was almost done.
I slept until eight or nine o'clock, got up and went to the first floor to eat something, explained to Su Si that I would close the business in the afternoon and hold a porcelain auction, and then left again.
The first stop is the Directorate of Construction.
Upon learning of his arrival, the entire Military Construction Bureau was in an uproar.
Dozens or even hundreds of people immediately surrounded him, making it impossible to get out.
There is no way. He is too powerful now, whether it was the previous thunder bomb, or the later papermaking with white linen, to the current precious porcelain.
Each one can be said to be unprecedented.
The Imperial Household Department gathered the strongest and best skilled craftsmen in the world to make various utensils for the royal family, both for use and for appreciation.
Normally, they are a group of people who look down on others and never take anyone seriously.
But when facing Zhao Hao, they had no such thoughts or attitude at all.
Of course, the reason why they surrounded Zhao Hao was because they had only heard about the porcelain recently and had not seen it with their own eyes.
Everyone wants to ask.
Zhao Hao waved his hands repeatedly to quiet everyone down, and then he spoke: "My Lords, please don't worry. I came here today to open a porcelain workshop and find some talents in this field."
"After I meet the Supervisor, the result will be known. The person who is chosen will know how porcelain is made."
After hearing what Zhao Hao said, everyone started to request again.
"Sir, choose me!"
"Sir, choose me. I am the omnipotent one in the entire General Works Department and I can make any artifact with the greatest precision!"
"Sir, this guy is talking nonsense, don't believe him, Sir, you have to choose me, I am the best in the entire Military Construction Supervisory Office!"
“…”
All of a sudden, the whole scene became extremely noisy again.
In order to be chosen by Zhao Hao, they even started pushing and shoving with red faces and thick necks.
When Zhao Hao saw that things were not going well, he quickly bent his body and squeezed out from the gap between the crowd.
Looking back at a group of people still arguing, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his forehead.
"My goodness, these are a bunch of lunatics. They almost squeezed the shit out of me."
After letting out a long breath, Zhao Hao hurriedly stepped into the Office of the Imperial Household.
As I walked in, I bumped into a middle-aged man in his early forties.
The man looked familiar to him. Before he could speak, the middle-aged man quickly took two steps towards him and bowed deeply and respectfully to him.
"The new Director of the Ministry of Works, Cheng Fang, greets Lord Zhao Hao!"
"Hmm? A new supervisor? Where did the previous one go?"
Zhao Hao remembered that the previous warden was an older man, although he had forgotten his name.
Cheng Fang said quickly, "My Lord, the last Supervisor has returned to his hometown to mourn his father, so I have taken over the position of Supervisor!"
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