The midnight drum sounds and the sky is full of shining stars.

It was completely silent. But in Zhao's house, the lights were on in the west room and the main room.

In the west room, the disciples were solving equations by lamplight.

In the main room, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were trying to figure out Lord Xu's confusing behavior.

They thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't break through that layer of window paper.

Zhao Hao's mind was already in a mess, so he just lay down and said, "If you can't figure it out, then forget about it."

Zhao Liben's eyes lit up when he heard this. He slapped his grandson's thigh and said, "That's right. I'm really stupid. I've wasted my time thinking about nothing!"

Zhao Hao rubbed his legs with a grimace in his mouth, and immediately lost all desire to sleep.

"Who cares what Lord Xu thinks?" But Grandpa laughed:

"Since he has revealed such a big flaw, no matter what tricks he has, let's steal his tricks first. If it works, we'll make a lot of money, and if it doesn't, there's no loss. Why hesitate?"

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands excitedly and whispered to Zhao Hao, "My dear grandson, do you still remember the five conditions that Grandpa told you to take down Lord Xu?"

"Yeah." Zhao Hao nodded and counted on his fingers: "The cabinet is out of control, the voices are lost, the eunuchs are fanning the flames, the inner house is on fire... and one more thing, the disciple is backstabbed."

"That's right." Zhao Liben smiled and said, "I thought it was impossible to achieve these five things at the same time."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye with pride and said, "At first, I just wanted to do one or two things to disgust Xu Huating. I wanted him to be cautious and not dare to attack my children and grandchildren again."

"How many people in this world dare to stroke the Prime Minister's beard? Only you, the great man with the power to conquer the world!" Ye praised with an intoxicated look on his face.

When she first came to Beijing, she was still cautious about her words to Zhao Hao. Now that they were familiar with each other and understood Zhao Hao's attitude, she gradually relaxed.

Zhao Hao silently turned on the filtering mode, thinking to himself, is it okay to say such things in front of a child?

I would rather be like this at the beginning...

After Zhao Liben had finished enjoying it, Fang said proudly: "I didn't expect that when the time comes, heaven and earth will work together to accomplish three things at once."

"Plus the fourth thing we can do ourselves." After a pause, the old man clenched his fist again, looked at his grandson steadily and said, "Then there is only Zhang Taiyue's attitude left! As long as he is willing to stab him in the back, it will be a foregone conclusion that Xu Ge Lao will leave!"

"Yeah." Zhao Hao nodded vigorously, then asked in confusion: "But Grandpa, why are you looking at me?"

"I don't know Zhang Taiyue, so of course I have to rely on you to convince him." Zhao Liben looked at his grandson and smiled irresponsibly.

"Sir, are you making things difficult for the Second Young Master?" Ye spoke up for Zhao Hao in a low voice, "I heard that Prime Minister Zhang is the only one who attracts others and never listens to anyone's opinions."

"My dear grandson, if you can't do it, our joy will be in vain." Zhao Liben winked at Zhao Hao and said, "But if my dear grandson takes action, there is nothing he can't accomplish."

"My grandfather said so, so I'll give it a try." Zhao Hao smiled faintly and pretended to be cool.

"Uh..." Ye was a little confused. Why did it sound like the grandfather and grandson were about to bring down the Prime Minister?

How is this possible?

"Sir, you are really bold and daring..." Ye offered words of praise with difficulty.

~~

The next day at noon, Zhao Hao took a bath on purpose.

She also asked Secretary Ma to help her tie up her half-loose hair and change into a mature outfit.

Looking at Zhao Hao in the mirror, who looked much older than his actual age, wearing a net scarf on his head, a dark-colored floral gown, and a black leather belt around his waist, Ma Xianglan couldn't help but smile:

"Why do you dress like this, sir?"

"Teaching students is different from training disciples." Zhao Hao nodded with satisfaction and talked about the "Master Sutra": "Disciples eat and live together, and it doesn't matter what the master is like. But students only see their teachers during class."

"Of course, I have to be more mature to appear more reliable." He took the folding fan handed to him by Ma Xianglan, opened it quickly, and saw four large characters in seal script on it:

'Be a role model'!

"Oh, I see." Ma Xianglan smiled and nodded, "I thought Miss Zhang liked mature and steady men."

Zhao Hao closed his fan, hit her head, and scolded her with a smile, "You are a slippery-tongued servant. Don't lead me astray."

Ma Xianglan rubbed her forehead, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She immediately said happily, "Sir, wait a moment!"

After saying that, she ran back to her room with a gust of fragrant wind.

After a while, a pretty page boy in green clothes and a small hat appeared in front of Zhao Hao, holding a tin umbrella and carrying a schoolbag.

"Pretty smart." Zhao Hao nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Ma Xianglan then opened her tin umbrella to shield the young man from the strong sunlight at noon.

Then, under Qiaoqiao's envious gaze, the two of them walked out the door and got on the carriage that the Zhang family sent to pick them up.

Dashamao Hutong is not far from Chunsong Hutong, and it only takes a few minutes to get there by car.

Jingxiu and his brothers had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

Seeing Zhao Hao coming, he quickly opened the car door, put up the car cushions, and happily welcomed him into the house.

It wasn't just like this to Zhao Hao. Zhang Juzheng required his sons to respect teachers as long as they came to class.

When he entered the school in the east courtyard, Zhao Hao unexpectedly saw two female students.

"Huh?"

One of them was naturally the lady of the mansion, Zhang Xiaojing. She bowed to Zhao Hao generously and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, you don't mind having two more disciples, right?"

"Good day, big brother." Li Mingyue also stood up with a smile and bowed to him politely. "My little sister came uninvited, big brother, please don't chase me away."

"Ha, of course you're welcome." Zhao Hao closed his fan with some shame, coughed twice and said, "Why is Mingyue here too?"

"Since I went to space, I have been obsessed with science. Xiaojing told me that my elder brother was going to give a lecture, so I came." Li Mingyue happily took Zhang Xiaojing's arm. I thought to myself, can I rest assured?

"That's great." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile, and then asked casually, "Where's your brother?"

"My brother insisted on staying at home to play with a friend of a different age." Li Mingyue wisely did not mention Mr. Zhao's name, but just smiled and said, "Seeing that he is so reluctant to learn, mother is very unhappy."

"Okay, then let's go to class." Zhao Hao laughed dryly, thinking that it might be due to other reasons.

He asked Ma Xianglan to put away her teaching aids and picture pages, and then began to tell the story.

The boys and girls present here are all exposed to science for the first time, so the lectures are naturally focused on popular science.

The teacher just repeats the same lectures over and over again, and the same set of courseware can be used to teach countless groups of students.

Zhao Hao then started with optics, describing the relationship between light and vision, the uses, classifications and characteristics of light.

Then we used a prism to decompose white light, so that students could see the colorful spectrum. Then we did pinhole imaging, periscope making, and so on and so forth…

Listening to the excited exclamations of the boys and girls, Zhao Hao gained a sense of satisfaction from his disciples, which was becoming increasingly rare.

When he thought about those students who had almost reached the level of high school students through self-study, he felt a headache.

Master Zhao sighed inwardly.

'How nice it would be if I could always be a primary school teacher?'

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