The next morning, Zhao Hao took Gao Wu across the Dashi Bridge, intending to help Zhao Jin move.

Who would have thought that Yu Jiachang and his son had already gathered a dozen strong men and were busy at Zhao Jin's house. Why would they need to intervene?

Seeing Zhao Hao coming, Yu Peng shouted, and the shirtless strong men carried all of Zhao Jin's bags, including the wooden bed and boxes, on their shoulders and transported them to Zhao Hao's house in one breath. Then, under Gao Wu's command, they moved all of Zhao Jin's belongings into the east wing and arranged them properly.

It only took half an hour in total, and the strong men dispersed in the blink of an eye, without delaying their daily business.

"Caijia Lane is indeed extraordinary..." After seeing off the strong men, Zhao Hao secretly praised them and said to the Yu family father and son who were also about to leave:

"I'm going to the countryside tomorrow and may need some help."

Over the past few days, Zhao Hao has learned that Yu Jiachang has a very high reputation in Caijia Lane. Whether it is buying or selling real estate, or someone has a wedding or funeral, building a house or moving, and needs to hire people, everyone is used to using him as an intermediary. As for whether there is an agency fee, Zhao Hao does not know, anyway, the old man has never asked him for money.

"How difficult is that? We in Caijia Lane lack everything except strong men." Yu Jiazhang was indeed reliable, and said proudly, "Even if you need a hundred men, we can get them for you."

"Ahem, we don't need that many." Zhao Hao touched his nose awkwardly and said, "A dozen people will be enough."

"No problem!" Yu Jiazhang instructed his son, "Yu Peng, find ten or so smart people to go with the young master tomorrow."

"Okay." Yu Peng agreed immediately.

"It doesn't matter whether he's smart or not..." Zhao Hao thought for a moment, then pointed at Gao Wu and said, "Look for him like this, the more aggressive the better."

"I understand, sir..." Yu Peng smiled innocently and said, "But it's not easy to find someone as fierce as Brother Gao."

"Just try your best." Zhao Hao nodded in understanding.

~~

After seeing off the Yu father and son, Zhao Hao went into the east wing.

Then he saw that Zhao Jin had already opened the box, which was filled with books.

"People say that when a scholar moves, all he has are books. My brother, a Jinshi, moved the same thing."

"Alas, it's all old news, let's not talk about it." Zhao Jin shook his head desolately and placed the books in his hands one by one on the bookshelf.

"Fame can be taken away, but knowledge can never be taken away."

Zhao Hao flattered Zhao Jin subtly, then helped him carry the books out and prepared to put them all on the bookshelf.

"Wait, let me do it." Zhao Jin did not let him intervene, and said sternly, "My dear brother, you don't know that these books cannot be placed randomly."

"For example, Mencius's books should be placed below Confucius's. Zhu Xi and Cheng Xi's books should be placed below that, and other miscellaneous books should not be placed beyond that." He demonstrated and explained, "For example, this set of Tao Yuanming's Collected Works should be placed at the bottom to connect with the pastoral atmosphere. And this collection of Northern Wei Stele Calligraphy has a strong atmosphere of bronze and stone, so it should be placed in the northwest corner to prevent villains..."

Zhao Hao felt dizzy after listening to this, and thought that the affairs of scholars were really beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

But suddenly Zhao Jin said in a deep voice: "My dear brother, now that I cannot become your disciple, you should take back the shares. I am unworthy of them!"

Zhao Hao thought to himself, I thought you didn't mention it yesterday, but I didn't expect you couldn't hold it back. So he pretended to be unhappy and said, "Brother, you and I are brothers, aren't we closer than teacher and student? If you say this again, it will be too distant and too formal!"

"Okay, I won't tell you then." Zhao Jin was persuaded, but after thinking for a while, he said, "But you can't accept rewards without merit. Although you and I are brothers now, I can still do my best for what happened before."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Hao held the book and stared at Zhao Jin blankly, not reacting for a moment.

"Don't you want to continue your studies?" Zhao Jin said seriously, "I have been teaching at Weixue for many years, but I have never given up my studies."

After a pause, he smiled sincerely and said, "I agreed to move here so that it would be easier for me to teach you!"

"Haha, thank you so much..." Zhao Hao was surprised when he heard that, and quickly said, "I am really happy to have your guidance, but there are priorities. There is someone in my family who needs your guidance even more."

"Brother, you are talking about..." Zhao Jin hesitated and asked, "Uncle?"

"Yes, it's my father!" Zhao Hao nodded.

"But as a younger generation, how can I tell my uncle what to do?" Zhao Jin felt a little embarrassed.

Zhao Hao said with a sad face: "To be honest, my father has failed the exam five times in a row. Over the past ten years, he has become a bit abnormal. If he fails again this time..."

He made a hanging gesture and sighed, "Oh, I'm really worried that he will..."

"Oh, it's a matter of life and death?" How could Zhao Jin refuse? He patted his chest and said, "Then I have no choice but to be disrespectful to my uncle!"

"Brother, the stricter the better. He never listens to me." In order to keep his ears clear, Zhao Hao sold out Zhao Shouzheng against his conscience.

"He was drunk all day, went to bed before the first watch, and didn't get up until dawn..."

"How can this be Chinese?" Zhao Jin got anxious when he heard it. He didn't care about putting the books on the table. He sat down at the table and picked up the pen and said, "I have to re-plan the schedule for my uncle!"

He dipped the brush in his hand into the thick ink in the ink box, and then quickly wrote lines of square, smooth and neat regular script on the paper.

Zhao Hao was watching from the side, secretly shocked. He saw that Zhao Jin stipulated that Zhao Shouzheng had to get up at the fifth watch on the day he was in prison, and follow him in the morning reading for half an hour before he could eat and go to school. After returning home in the evening, he had to sit at the desk when the first watch drum sounded, listening to him explain the meaning of the scriptures and practice contemporary essays, and could go to bed only when the third watch drum sounded. He had to get up again at the fifth watch the next day...

As for the rest time on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month, the regulations were extremely detailed. According to Zhao Jin's arrangement, Zhao Shouzheng even had to run back and forth to go to the toilet...

"This, this homework..." Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel sorry for his father. "Isn't it too heavy?"

"Isn't this as it should be?" Zhao Jin looked at Zhao Hao as if it was a matter of course and said, "The night is full of lamps, and the morning crows are the best time for men to study. Which scholar didn't study hard for twenty years to achieve success?"

After a pause, he comforted Zhao Hao and said, "Don't worry, my dear brother. I have taken your uncle's age into consideration and allowed him to study at night until midnight. This way, his body will be able to handle it."

"Okay!" Zhao Hao gritted his teeth, thinking that you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Anyway, I'm not the one studying!

However, he became more determined not to study.

Who the hell can bear this hardship? I would rather die than study!

~~

In the evening, Zhao Shouzheng came back and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the schedule posted in the middle of the main room.

He felt a black screen before his eyes and almost fainted.

"My dear nephew, can you move back home?" Zhao Shouzheng looked at Zhao Jin pitifully.

"My dear brother has told me about my uncle's worries." Zhao Jin, however, took out the posture of the imperial censor in the past, and said with a dark face, "I have also sworn to my great ancestor of the Zhao family that even if my uncle blames me, I will do my best to help you pass the imperial examination!"

"My mother is here..." Zhao Shouzheng was so anxious that he spoke in northern dialect.

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