After coming out of Zhang’s house, Zhao Hao saw a magical scene.

Gao Wu was actually chatting with Qi Jiguang's personal guard captain...chatting...chatting...

He always thought that he could only talk to Brother Gao one-sidedly, but he didn't know that he could also talk in both directions.

"Don't be surprised, sir. Who doesn't have a friend to chat with?"

Qi Jiguang smiled slightly when he saw this, and lowered his voice and said, "My personal guard captain, Tong Ziming, is a stutterer."

"Okay." Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile. They could indeed talk about it together.

Seeing the two of them coming out together, Gao Wu and Tong Ziming hurried over to meet them.

Zhao Hao wanted to tell Qi Jiguang that when he gave Zhang Juzheng a gift in the future, he should not give him any tonics, let alone Hu Ji flowers...

But after all, it was their first meeting, and he was still a child, so it was difficult to bring up this topic. He could only tactfully remind Marshal Qi that Mr. Zhang's constitution should be nourished with clean food, and that he should not use strong and powerful drugs indiscriminately, and should pay attention to moderation.

Qi Jiguang didn’t quite understand what Zhao Hao meant… He hadn’t done those things in the future yet.

But seeing Zhao Hao still caring about Mr. Zhang's health after he came out, he was moved and nodded. He said that he had remembered it well and would definitely work with the young master to protect Mr. Zhang's health.

Then he bowed to Zhao Hao with a sincere look on his face and said:

"I have benefited a lot from meeting you today, sir. Would you please come to the Divine Machine Camp and give me some advice someday?"

"Obedience is worse than respect." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile.

Zhao Shizhen, who was standing by, was almost fainting with joy.

After agreeing on a date with Zhao Hao, Qi Jiguang looked at Gao Wu again, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your son is a treasure of the Ming Dynasty. You must risk your life to protect him."

"Yes!" Gao Wu stood still and gave Qi Jiguang a standard military salute.

"See you later." The captain of the personal guards brought the horse, but Qi Jiguang insisted on watching Zhao Hao get on the carriage before turning around and getting on the horse.

The captain of the guards handed the whip to the commander-in-chief and asked stutteringly, "Commander-in-chief, what's the matter?"

Qi Jiguang shook his head, sighed desolately, and rode away dejectedly.

~~

After returning home, Zhao Hao saw that his grandfather was not home yet, but his disciples had already returned.

He asked Zhang Jian to call in the three second-class brothers one by one.

The eldest brother who came in first.

"Master, is there any disciple who can serve you wholeheartedly?" the eldest brother asked flatteringly.

"You will be appointed as an official in the next two days. What are your plans?" Zhao Hao brewed a cup of Kung Fu tea for Wang Wuyang and said, "Do you want to be the director or observe the government?"

"Master, you mean..." How smart is Wang Wuyang? He immediately understood what Zhao Hao meant. "Is there any change in the selection?"

In theory, as long as you are willing to sign up, the top 36 in the second class will be selected as Shujishi...

So Zhao Hao’s problem is a problem in itself.

"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded, took a sip of the teacup casually and said, "So I have to ask you what you think, so that I can make arrangements."

"Then don't choose." Wang Wuyang smiled and said, "It's boring to be the master every day. Master, you know me well. I want to follow you. Wherever you go, I will go."

"Oh?" Zhao Hao glanced at Wang Wuyang: "How did you know I would leave the capital?"

"Master, didn't you predict that Gao Xinzheng would be reinstated in a year or two?" Wang Wuyang said with a smile, "I remember that our great master had a big grudge against him. It would be best for our great master to avoid him first, stay in the local area for a few years, and see which way the wind blows... If Gao doesn't change his bad temper, he will probably offend everyone in a few years."

"You've made great progress!" Zhao Hao couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. Not only did he guess what he was thinking, he also predicted that Gao Gong wouldn't be able to stay in the position of prime minister for long, which was really rare.

But it is also true that the eldest disciple was originally the official successor that Wang Shizhen had been training hard, and he just ended up in his hands.

"Okay, go out." Zhao Hao waved his hand.

The next person to come in was Hua Shuyang.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Hua Chuanlu came in with a smile.

"Do you want to choose a museum next, or go directly to observe politics?" Zhao Hao asked the same question.

"I don't want to do anything. Master knows me, and I just want to learn mathematics from you." Hua Shuyang said seriously, "I heard that the schoolwork for the Shujishi is quite tight, I don't want to waste time."

Shujishi can be regarded as a training class for young and middle-aged cadres of the Central Party School of the Ming Dynasty. Usually, a Hanlin scholar serves as the class teacher, and the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites and the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel serve as the main lecturers. The standards are high and the teaching is serious. It is definitely not as leisurely as others think.

"Yeah." Zhao Hao nodded. Scientists don't talk nonsense. What they say is their true thoughts.

In fact, of all his disciples, he was most worried about Shuyang. "Your body is the weakest, and the winter in Beijing is too cold. You should go back to Jiangnan to recuperate."

In another time and space, Hua Shuyang lived only 28 years old. In the second year of Wanli, Grand Tutor Hua passed away, and he followed him the following year...

Since they are master and disciple in this life, Zhao Hao will naturally try his best to see if he can help his second disciple escape this disaster.

"Yes, Master." Hua Shuyang nodded with a smile. It seemed that he would not be too far away from his master.

~~

The next person to come in was Jin Xuezeng.

His answer was surprisingly the same as that of his two senior brothers: they didn't want to choose a museum anymore.

"Master, you know me well. I have a monkey's butt and can't sit still. It would be better for me to travel around the world in the Ministry of Rites than to spend three years in the Hanlin Academy." Jin Xueceng was even more afraid of the coveted Shujishi.

As the name suggests, the Xingrensi was a government office that ran errands for the imperial court. This job was hard and not conducive to developing personal connections in the capital, so naturally everyone avoided it and could only recruit able-bodied men from the newly-appointed Jinshi.

More than half of the new Jinshi candidates are in the human resources department. Just run errands for the court for three years and then we can talk about other things.

However, Jin Xuezeng felt that this job of running around was quite suitable for him.

"What a joke." Zhao Hao broke his fantasy and said, "I'll find you a job later, and you'll be an official there honestly."

"Well, as long as I don't become the master, anything is fine." Jin Xuezeng smiled and approached Zhao Hao and asked, "Master, when will you teach me Theory of Sea Power?"

"It will be done soon, just wait until I finish the things at hand." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at him. Can't he see that I'm very busy?

"Okay, then I'll wait." Jin Xueceng was overjoyed when he heard that. It was good to have hope.

~~

After understanding the intentions of the three disciples, Zhao Hao made a decision and called all three of them over and said:

"Shuyang will follow me in the future, and Dayang will be sent to a local post. As for Wuyang, you..."

Zhao Hao looked at Wang Wuyang and said without delay, "You are a good candidate for an official position in the capital. You must participate in the selection of scholars for the imperial court in the future."

"Yes, Master..." Wang Wuyang had no choice but to respond with a bitter face: "Then who will wash Master's calf pants from now on?"

"Don't give me that crap, who washed more, you or I?" Hua Shuyang sneered.

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes. How come they were talking about such a serious matter and ended up talking about trivial matters?

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