After dinner, everyone went to the living room to drink tea to digest the food.

Zhao Jin and Zhao Shouzheng sat at the top, congratulating their uncle for finally getting what he wished for.

"I heard that only nine people passed the Southern Imperial Academy, and your uncle was the highest ranked among them. It was really not easy."

"Isn't it all thanks to my nephew's advice?" Zhao Shouzheng has never been afraid of embarrassment, and he thanked Zhao Jin with a smile.

Zhao Jin was embarrassed to talk about what happened in front of the younger generation, so he looked at Er Yang with a smile and said, "I knew you two would win, but I didn't expect you would take the first two places."

He had read Eryang's essay, which was full of talent but lacked maturity. Wang Xilie, the examiner of Yingtian this time, was a conservative person, and he would not give them a high ranking.

Er Yang hurriedly replied respectfully: "It's all thanks to the teacher's good teaching."

"Oh?" Zhao Jin saw that the two of them said the same thing in unison, and it was obviously not just a polite remark. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What did you teach them, brother?"

He remembered that Zhao Hao had once said that he wanted to learn how to write articles from him.

"First of all, the teacher helps us to get rid of our impetuousness, calm down our tempers and stop being arrogant." Then Hua Shuyang answered.

"Then, the teacher let us exercise our thinking ability through learning mathematics and physics, which made our writing more meticulous and careful, without any mistakes." Wang Wuyang also answered sincerely.

"Is that so? I didn't expect you to be so capable." Zhao Jin couldn't help but exclaimed, looking at the boy sitting opposite him, thinking, why don't you teach your uncle yourself? Why do you want me to do it for you?

But he immediately thought that it was unfilial for a son to force his father. Zhao Jin sighed secretly, my brother may be young, but he is really thoughtful...

As they were talking, the door of the main room was suddenly pushed open, and a young man wearing a sable coat and a fur hat, shivering all over, rushed in.

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As soon as the young man came in, he didn't even look at the guests in the room, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Jin and said, "Dad, give me some money quickly, I need it urgently!"

Zhao Jin's face immediately turned ugly, and he frowned and shouted, "Rebellious son, didn't you see someone coming home? Why don't you go and greet your uncle and uncle."

"Is this Shi Xi?" Zhao Shouzheng greeted him with a smile and reached out to touch the gift in his sleeve.

"Uncle?" The young man took off his fur hat, revealing a face that looked like he deserved a beating. He tilted his head to glance at Zhao Shouzheng and Zhao Hao and said, "I've never seen him. Where did you come from to get money?"

Zhao Shizhen, who was sitting at the last seat, lowered his head.

"You bastard, get down on your knees!" Zhao Jin slammed the table, exuding the aura of a third-rank official.

Unfortunately, his prestige was useless in front of his son. The boy shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Forget it if you don't want to give me money. Go ask my mother for it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

"Come back here!" Zhao Jin shouted angrily twice behind him. "Come back here!"

But the boy turned a deaf ear to her and slammed the door, disappearing without a trace.

"Ah..." Zhao Jin sat back dejectedly.

The atmosphere in the room became awkward.

Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly consoled him, "Children of this age are all so bad, isn't Zhao Hao going to make me feel like dying?"

Zhao Hao secretly rolled his eyes when he heard this, thinking that it was hard to tell who was mad at whom.

Of course, these were just words of comfort from my father and they cannot be counted.

"Oh..." Zhao Jin sighed for a while, then said with shame on his face: "I am sorry to have embarrassed you, uncle and brother."

After a pause, he explained with a complicated expression, "This evil creature is the youngest in the family. When I submitted the petition, he was only two years old. After that, I was exiled and we haven't seen each other for fourteen years. I didn't fulfill my fatherly duties. He became like this. It's all my fault as a father."

"It will be better when he grows up." Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly comforted.

"It's difficult. He's almost set in his ways. After coming to Beijing, he hung out with a bunch of bad boys, doing all kinds of bad things all day long. He's a real bastard!" Zhao Jin was getting sadder and sadder. He looked at Zhao Hao with envy and said, "My brother is a year or two younger than him, but he already supports the whole family and has taught two good apprentices. How could uncle be so lucky to have such a good son?"

"Hey, my son was also a playboy before." Zhao Shouzheng lied with his eyes open: "He was also a little devil."

"Then how did my dear brother change?" Zhao Jin's eyes lit up immediately, as if he saw hope.

"Well, beat him..." Zhao Shouzheng was already drunk, and he didn't like Zhao Shixi, so he wanted to make the boy suffer. He blew his beard and glared at him, saying, "As the saying goes, if you don't beat him for three days, he will tear down the roof. If you want the boy to behave himself, you have to beat him a little every day and a big beat every three days. Only a filial son can be born under the stick, so don't be soft-hearted. You must know that spoiling a child is like killing him..."

"Uh, really?" Zhao Jin looked at Zhao Hao for confirmation.

Zhao Hao cursed in his heart, but said with a sad face: "Yes, I am so outstanding, it's all because of my father's beating."

"Then it seems that I have to fight too?" Zhao Jin looked at his slap.

"Yes, beat him!" Zhao Shouzheng and his son said in unison.

"Alas, but I can't do it..."

Zhao Jin struggled for a long time, but finally put down his hand dejectedly and said, "It's not like I haven't dealt with him before, but as soon as that kid said, 'You control me now? What did you do before?' I lost all my temper, and this slap can't fall at all."

"That's easy. Let Zhao Hao help you take care of it later." Zhao Shouzheng gave him some advice: "It's only natural for an uncle to take care of his nephew. Look how well he taught Wuyang and Shuyang. He has inherited my true teachings."

"Ah, yes! With my brother's methods, I'm sure he can reform himself." Zhao Jin's eyes lit up immediately. Although he knew that his uncle was not very reliable, Zhao Hao's ability to teach his disciples was obvious to all. The two young masters of noble families with many problems were taught by him and became obedient. Now they are polite in dealing with people and their academic performance has improved. The changes are earth-shaking.

So when it comes to educating people, my brother must be quite capable.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jin immediately stood up, bowed to Zhao Hao and said sincerely: "My dear brother, I will leave my unworthy nephew to you."

"Uh..." Zhao Hao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. How come after all this talk, it finally happened to him?

This young master is very busy, how can he have the time to pick up bad boys?

But the older brother begged and pleaded with tears in his eyes, not allowing Zhao Hao to say "no".

He could only nod reluctantly and said, "I'll talk to Shi Xi when I have a chance."

"That's great. I'll leave it to you, brother." Zhao Jin took advantage of the situation and said, "If he dares to disrespect you, just beat him and scold him. Whether he dies or is maimed, it's my fault!"

Zhao Hao smiled when he heard this and said, "With your words, things will be much easier."

"As long as he can start a new life, I will be satisfied." Zhao Jin held Zhao Hao's hand tightly, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

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