Zhang Juzheng had to work overtime writing something in the evening, so after the two of them finished talking about the business, Zhao Hao tactfully got up and said goodbye.

After sending him to Yuemen Cave, Mr. Zhang returned to the study and ordered You Qi to prepare writing materials.

After wiping his hands, Zhang Juzheng sat upright at the desk, picked up a pen and solemnly wrote the four words "Chen Liushi Shu" on a blank memorial.

"I have heard that the emperor has a fundamental and urgent task in governing the country..."

~~

On the way home in the carriage, Zhao Hao pulled open the curtains and looked at the bustling streets under the night lights, a self-deprecating smile on his face.

During today's conversation, from beginning to end, Mr. Zhang did not mention anything about Lord Xu.

It was as if the incident of Xu's downfall had nothing to do with them.

This is understandable. After all, it is not a glorious thing for a younger brother to impeach his older brother or for a student to backstab his teacher.

Everyone understands each other tacitly, so it's understandable not to say everything.

But this also shows that the relationship between the two is far from being close and they are certainly not the "comrades" described by Mr. Zhang.

So this time of fighting side by side is actually more like a collaboration that happened to be in the right place.

It's just that both sides get what they need.

Although rationally I believe that what Mr. Zhang did was right.

But as human beings, it is inevitable that we will have some unrealistic fantasies about our idols...

Never mind, I was just being too sentimental.

After all, I am still a child...

Who wants to talk about national affairs with a child all day? It will make people feel frustrated that they have lived like a dog at their age.

I guess Mr. Zhang has been hoping for me to leave as soon as possible.

"Oh, I'm a little unhappy."

It can be seen that Master Zhao has become quite arrogant recently.

~~

It was already 11:00 p.m. when I got home.

When Zhao Hao got out of the car and entered the yard, he saw Wu Yuzheng, accompanied by three unfamiliar faces, waiting for him in the courtyard.

Seeing the young master coming in, Wu Yu reminded the three people.

The three of them quickly stood up to greet him, but when they saw Zhao Hao's face clearly, the smiles on their faces suddenly froze.

They were originally high-ranking military officers of the third or fourth rank. Although their status was far from comparable to that of civil servants, they shouldn't have fallen to the point of playing house with a teenage child, right?

Seeing the awkward smiles on the three faces, Zhao Hao instantly understood Mr. Zhang.

Idol, I don’t blame you. I blame myself for being too young and promising.

"I am sorry for the inconvenience. I was planning to have dinner with the three generals." As the saying goes, if the mountain is not at my side, I will be at my side. Young Master Zhao instantly activated his skill of using the power of a tiger to bully others. He took two quick steps, clasped his fists together, and said with a friendly smile:

"But Mr. Zhang knew that I was leaving Beijing, so he insisted on hosting a farewell banquet for me. After the meal, he even talked to me about this and that, and it was with great difficulty that I was able to get away..."

After hearing this, the three generals' resistance was immediately reduced by half.

They could not help but recall that the Marshal had said that he had met the young man at the residence of Prime Minister Zhang. Prime Minister Zhang highly respected the young man and even invited him to the Shenji Camp to guide the work.

Now seeing that Young Master Zhao was kept by Prime Minister Zhang until so late, it is obvious that what the Marshal said is true.

This teenager was indeed highly valued by Zhang Juzheng!

For a man that even Mr. Zhang and the Marshal value, no matter how old he is, we should all respect him...

"We are here to meet you, sir. Please take us in." Thinking of this, the three generals knelt on one knee and paid great tribute to Zhao Hao.

"No, hurry up." Zhao Hao waved his hand, helped the three generals to stand up, and then invited the three generals into the hall and said, "You three are still hungry, right? Let's have a chat while eating supper."

After entering and sitting in the right seat, Zhao Hao looked at the three people with a smile under the light. He saw that the beards of the three people were very distinctive, one had a red beard, one had a purple beard, and the other had a long beard.

He smiled and said to the three of them, "I have heard of the three generals' names for a long time, but I just can't remember their names."

The three were about to introduce themselves, but Zhao Hao asked first, "Excuse me, who is General Wang, the bravest and fiercest general in the army, nicknamed 'Living King of Hell' by the Japanese pirates?"

"It's me, General Wang Rulong." The tall general with purple beard and red eyes stood up and saluted Zhao Hao with his fists clasped.

"The general is indeed born with a strange appearance. Not only is his beard purple, but even his eyes are red." Zhao Hao couldn't help but marvel at the sight.

"Hey, you misunderstood, sir." Amid the snickering of the other two generals, Wang Rulong scratched his head and said, "General... Hey, it's true that my beard is purple. But the color of my eyeballs only turned red today."

"Oh, is it Tianxing Chimu?" Zhao Hao thought to himself that if it was conjunctivitis, then the person would have to be isolated.

"No." Wang Rulong shook his head, a little embarrassed to speak.

"I understand." Zhao Hao thought to himself, then he would cry. And judging from the situation, he was still crying before he came back.

I didn't expect that the most powerful general of Qi's army could cry with red eyes. How badly had he been hurt by the imperial court?

After Wang Rulong sat down, Zhao Hao asked seriously, "Excuse me, who is General Zhu, the wise and brave general who fought against eight Japanese pirates in the battle of Huajie and was known as 'Warrior Zhu Jue'?"

"It is General Zhu Jue." The thin general with yellow skin, three long beards, lightning eyes and a thin figure standing up and clasped his fists towards Zhao Hao.

"General Zhu is polite." Zhao Hao nodded and turned his gaze to the last general with long eyebrows, red beard and white face.

"Then this person must be General Jin, who is the best at naval warfare and good at leading the navy?"

"I, General Jin Ke, greet you, sir." The red-bearded general hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Hao.

At this time, Cai Ming and his men had placed wine and food on the table. Zhao Hao stood up and poured a glass of wine for each of the three people. He said:

"I am not yet an adult, and my father does not allow me to drink. So I will use tea instead of wine. I will offer you three a cup first, just as a welcome to you all."

"Thank you, sir." The three of them raised their heads, drank a glass, and then sat down to eat and drink at his invitation.

~~

Since ancient times, the wine table has been a good place for people to become familiar with each other and to build closer relationships.

Although Mr. Zhao couldn't drink, he was good at persuading others to drink and flirting. While pouring wine for the three generals, he praised the three generals' great achievements in detail, and soon the three generals were drunk without being drunk.

The three generals finally stopped being so reserved and began to chat and laugh with Zhao Hao.

"Speaking of which, before we joined the army, the three of us were all miners, so we are quite familiar with the work in the mines." Jin Ke, who was the easiest to deal with among the three, asked with a smile: "Sir, do you need us to lead people into the mines, or to manage people in the team?"

Wang Rulong and Zhu Jue also put down their chopsticks and looked at Zhao Hao.

Although the three of them were forced to join Master Zhao under the persuasion of the Marshal.

But since their livelihood depends on Zhao Hao, they certainly want to know what the next assignment will be.

"Wouldn't that be a waste of natural resources?" Zhao Hao wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "You three are all the best generals, so of course you should do what you are best at."

The three of them smiled bitterly when they heard this, thinking that what we are best at is naturally leading troops to fight. But how can we use our skills here?

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