Zhao Hao had originally put on an air of superiority, just waiting for the two brothers to bow down to him.

But the other person ignored me and just turned around and left, and I couldn't stop him.

Now not only Sanyang, but even Zhao Hao became anxious.

Damn it, if I let you go today, where will I put my face?

If you guys go back and talk nonsense, how can I do MLM in the future... no, spread scientific knowledge?

"Stop right there!" He slammed the table and stopped the two of them.

"What are you going to do?" The two brothers turned around and glared at each other.

"What am I going to do?" Zhao Hao sneered, "I still need to ask you. You came here without saying a word and left without saying anything. Are you trying to make fun of me?"

The two brothers were indeed kind-hearted. They thought to themselves, yes, the other person was wrong and we were not being very polite either.

His momentum weakened, and the elder brother muttered, "I want to become your disciple, not play with a child..."

Shandong people are honest people. The two brothers were fooled by Sanyang. They heard that their teacher was highly respected and thought that even if he didn't have a white beard, he must have a black beard, right?

How dare you pretend to be someone like you, a man with no beard on your face?

"Be careful what you say!" Sanyang was furious when he heard that, and shouted at the man, "Respect our teacher!"

"It's your teacher..." the younger brother protested.

"That's right. Anyway, I won't call anyone younger than me "Master". The long-legged man nodded, agreeing with him.

Now Sanyang was furious. The youngest of them was only in his early twenties, but much older than the master!

"In every imperial examination, there are many candidates who are older than Master Fang. I have never seen an old student complain that Master Fang is too young. Isn't it happy to call him Master?" The eldest brother waved his sleeves unhappily and said:

"You don't even know that there are differences in the order of learning and that the wisest are the teachers, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a scholar!"

"Shang Qin is only four years younger than Confucius, and Zhou Chu is more than twenty years older than Lu Ji and Lu Yun!" The third junior brother also curled his lips and said, "What matters to a disciple is knowledge, not age."

"That's right. If we look at age, that's easy. How about you take your grandmother as your teacher?" The second brother showed his usual eccentric style and asked for a slap as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You!" **'s forehead was throbbing with veins, but fortunately a gentleman should use words instead of fists, so he resisted the urge to beat this guy up, and tilted his head and said, "No matter what you say, I won't change my mind anyway."

As he said this, he bowed deeply to Zhao Hao and said, "Sorry, I don't want to be your disciple anymore. Goodbye."

"Hehe, once you enter this door, it's no longer up to you to decide whether to bow or not." Zhao Hao laughed strangely.

The two brothers only then realized that, at some point, several men with ferocious faces had blocked the door tightly.

"What, are you still running a black shop?" ** was fearless, he tucked the hem of his cotton robe into his belt, and looked like he was ready to come at him.

"I've only heard of forcing cows to drink water, but I've never heard of forcing people to become disciples." The long-legged brother also frowned.

"Then I'll let you see it today." Zhao Hao stretched his muscles and bones, and stopped pretending. He jumped up and squatted on the kang, and said in a deep voice:

"Not everyone can learn our knowledge. Even if you want to become my disciple, I may not be willing to teach you!"

"That's perfect, just let me go." The long-legged man said in a muffled voice.

"I won't let you go because you dare to look down on me." Zhao Hao rolled up his sleeves and stretched his neck, saying, "If I don't make you speak this truth with conviction today, how can I carry the banner of science in the future?!"

"That's right, our master is a specialist in dealing with all kinds of disobedience!" The eldest disciple hastily pressed his master's shoulders and said flatteringly.

Hua Shuyang also sneered at the two and said, "Or you two can kneel down and kowtow three times, saying that Grandpa was wrong, that's fine too."

"Me, you..." The two long-legged brothers thought to themselves, this guy looks like a decent person, why does he deserve a beating?

Why are we so cheap? Calling him Master is not enough, we have to call him Grandpa?

However, since Zhao Hao said that they didn't have to become his disciples, the two of them calmed down, stood there with their arms folded, and waited for him to persuade them in silence.

"Sit down, you're standing there like two wooden stakes." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at them both, and even when he was sitting on the kang he had to look up at them.

The two of them took off their shoes and got on the kang obediently, crossed their legs and folded their arms, waiting for him to persuade them.

"Put your arms down. Don't you have any sense of sitting properly?" Zhao Hao glanced at the two of them coldly.

When my brother came and was stared at by him, he actually felt a little scared. He thought, wow, he really looks like a teacher...

He actually put his arms on his knees obediently.

This is called professional skill - to put it bluntly, what teachers teach students is a routine. Not only are the specific knowledge a routine that they have already mastered, but even the teaching methods are also routines that need to be honed and polished.

It's like a female college student who just graduated and steps into a high school classroom. If you don't thoroughly understand "Educational Psychology" and then ask the senior seniors for advice on how to control students, you will be driven to tears by those idiot students every other day.

The reason why Zhao Hao was able to intimidate these unruly genius students was due to these invisible yet effective routines.

Without any tricks, Wang Wuyang alone could make him spit blood. How could he dare to accept so many disciples?

Moreover, in the past six months, he has completely entered the role of a teacher. Now every look and every action has been tempered on three students and two nephews. It is no problem to subdue this simple-minded long-legged brother!

~~

After a chaotic episode, the room finally returned to normal.

Cai Ming and the others quietly withdrew, and Zhao Shizhen served them tea and snacks.

Wang Wuyang presented the prepared tea tray, and Zhao Hao set up the teacup and started brewing Kung Fu tea.

The Ming Dynasty had just completed the transition from boiling tea with tea cakes as in the Song Dynasty to brewing tea with tea leaves, and had not yet developed Kung Fu tea, a rather elegant and complicated way of drinking tea.

Even Xuelang, who is very particular about tea making, does not have so many steps when making tea.

Zhao Hao found that every time he made Kung Fu tea, his three disciples would look at him with admiration, and he knew that this was a powerful tool for showing off. So when entertaining distinguished guests, he would often make it himself.

Last time, he even stunned Wu Shilai, let alone these two young men.

Sure enough, when the long-legged brothers saw that he made tea smoothly, although they had never seen it before, they felt that there was clearly a Zen meaning involved.

The two of them thought to themselves, it seems this guy is really capable, so they couldn't help but stop looking down on him...

While washing the cup, Zhao Hao asked casually:

"What are your names?"

"Teacher, my name is Yu Shensi, and my courtesy name is Wuwang." The long-legged man replied hurriedly.

"My name is Yu Shenxing, and my courtesy name is Wugou." The long-legged younger brother also said.

Zhao Hao's hands trembled when he heard this, and he almost spilled water.

It turned out to be the future Prime Minister Yu and his stubborn brother...

Okay, I’m going to resort to tricks again.

If I want to blame someone, I should blame you, Wu Gou. Why do you want to be the prime minister in the future?

I have no interest in being the Prime Minister, but I am very interested in the master who is the Prime Minister.

He took a deep breath, faced the two people's strange looks, picked up the Jade Book from the red clay stove, poured boiling water into the purple clay pot and said:

"Wuwang, I've heard some interesting stories about you."

"Oh, teacher knows me?" Yu Shensi was quite surprised. He was not even a juren, he just accompanied his younger brother to Beijing for the imperial examination. He didn't expect that Zhao Hao, a southern boy, actually knew him.

"Influenced by your father, you were ambitious and well-read since you were young. You especially loved the works of military strategists. You also have a very good memory and can remember everything you have read. In terms of talent, you are even better than your brother." Zhao Hao smiled slightly. Sorry, I studied this in my previous life.

"This, this..." Yu Shensi and his brother could not help but look at each other. Both of them were upright gentlemen who always spoke their mind, so they would naturally not deny it just for the sake of denying it.

"My brother's talent is indeed far superior to mine." Yu Shenxing sighed and said with a convinced heart.

"Then he..." Sanyang couldn't help but wonder. Yu Shensi is several years older than Yu Shenxing. Since he has higher talent, why is the younger brother wearing the round collar of a juren, while the older brother is still wearing the colorful shirt of a student?

"Because he is a strong-willed man." Zhao Hao used the first brew of tea from the purple clay teapot to heat the cup, and told the story as if he was telling a story about an old friend.

"When he was 19 years old and took the provincial examination, the examination hall was heavily guarded and the examinees were forced to take off their clothes and walk barefoot, treating them like prisoners. This fellow thought it was an insult to civility, so he left in anger and vowed never to enter the Imperial Examination Hall again."

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