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Zheng Sen did not go to the British government as Zheng Zhibao expected.

Instead, he ran out of the city while the curfew hadn't started and the city gate hadn't closed.

At this moment, he has completely calmed down.

It is naturally impossible to go to the British government.

It's late at night, and his self-esteem doesn't allow it.

He spent all day studying loyalty and patriotism at school, but his uncle wanted to rebel. How could he have the face to face people when it got out?

How to be the class monitor?

How do you become the head of the dormitory?

How about big brother?

How do you bring it, little brother?

Let the monitor of the next class see it, and I'm still not sure how to arrange him!

When he was leaving the city, the soldiers guarding the city saw that he was still young and was still carrying a schoolbag from the military school, so they asked a few questions with concern.Knowing that he was going back to school, he also proposed to send him a fast horse, but Zheng Sen refused.

He wanted to be quiet.

There are naturally two worlds inside and outside the city. Following the moonlight, he walked along the concrete road towards the military academy.

The distance was not far, but the walk was very slow, and he didn't deliberately hurry, so it was already midnight when he arrived at the gate of the military academy.

After walking this way for more than three hours, the sky has already turned white.

No matter how firm Zheng Sen's will was, he was already exhausted at this time.

Before they got close, the soldiers on duty found Zheng Sen and walked out of the darkness quickly.

"Which class are you in? Isn't it Xiu Mu? Why are you back now?"

"I'm Zheng Sen from Intermediate Class [-]. I'm going back to school temporarily because of something at home. This is my student ID card." Zheng Sen explained, and took out his student ID card from his school bag and handed it to the guard on duty. Soldier.

The soldier checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed it back to Zheng Sen, and then asked with concern:

"Are you all right?"

"Thank you brother for your concern, I'm fine."

"It's fine, but if you encounter difficulties that you can't solve, remember to tell the teachers. Don't forget who the principal of our school is." The soldier patted Zheng Sen on the shoulder lightly. "Come on, I'll take you in. The cafeteria is about to open. Go eat something later and go back to rest."

"Ok!"

Zheng Sen nodded heavily, a warm current flowing in his heart.

This is what he loves about the military academy, from the principal who rarely shows up, to the ordinary soldiers on duty.Even the women who sweep daily have a force that makes people feel warm.

Here, you can always be touched inadvertently.Maybe it's your teacher.Perhaps, it is your classmate.

The soldiers sent him all the way to the door of the cafeteria, and the cooks were already up.

"Oh, isn't this Zheng Sen? Why is it so early today, still carrying a schoolbag? Are you going to go home after breakfast?" As soon as he approached, the leader Lao Liu said with a smile.

He knew every student in the school, because students of every age had to take turns to help in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.What's more, Zheng Sen is an excellent student in every aspect.

"Uncle Liu, I just came back." Zheng Sen explained with a smile, and added in a low voice at the end. "Not leaving."

Old Liu was stunned for a moment, then looked Zheng Sen up and down, and touched his nose.

"It's okay if you don't go. It's just a two-day holiday. What a waste of time to run back and forth. Let's go, the porridge is ready, I will fry two eggs for you to eat, go back to sleep after eating, come back at noon, today The next lunch is your favorite fried noodles. Dazhang, you can go back and do your work, and Zheng Sen can just leave it to me."

After speaking, he took Zheng Sen from the soldier on duty and walked into the cafeteria.

"Did something happen? Why didn't you tell the teacher who stayed in school?"

"It's nothing, Uncle Liu, fry me three eggs. I'm so hungry!" Zheng Sen changed the subject with a smile.

"You kid, I'll fry all ten of them for you! Today, Uncle Liu paid for it himself, and opened his belly to eat."

The voices of the two people, one old and one young, gradually weakened, and the Chaoyang in the East finally broke free from the shackles of darkness, jumped up, and scattered golden light to the earth.

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Zheng Zhibao, who didn't find Zheng Sen and went back to sleep, woke up.

Zheng Sen ran away.

Zheng Zhibao sat on the bed and thought for a long time, and finally recalled such a fact.

Why is this kid so hot?Didn't you just say a few bad words, Your Majesty has already punished me, you little bastard, are you still going to give up?Do you want me to kneel down and apologize?I am so unlucky!

Hey~

He sighed and got off the bed, got dressed and walked out the door.

"Master, breakfast is ready, do you want to eat now?" A Qiang, the servant, whispered.

"Eat and eat, you know how to eat. The young master has run away, and he is still eating. Tell Ah San to prepare a horse and go to the British government to find the young master!"

"well."

Ah Qiang was scolded for no reason, and ran away quickly with resentment.

Damn, don't you just make the two of you pay, what are you dragging?

While Ah San was preparing the carriage, Zheng Zhibao still ate a steamed bun.

Then he went out, got into the carriage and walked to the most densely populated place in the capital.

Along the way, Zheng Zhibao was thinking about his words, thinking about how to explain his shit to his eldest nephew.

It is impossible to order. I haven't met a few times before, so how could I listen to myself.

Admit it, it's really embarrassing, but I guess it can be useful.

After much deliberation, it seems that this nephew is the only way to admit the wrong way.

Damn, going crazy.

If it wasn't for the elder brother, I wouldn't care about you brat.

Zheng Zhibao thought indignantly, but he didn't know that although Zheng Zhilong didn't say it clearly, he still didn't want Zheng Sen to have more contact with him psychologically.

My son has a bright future, what should I do if this idiot brother spoils me?

After thinking about it, the carriage arrived in front of the British government.

"Master, here we are."

Ah San's voice came from the front, interrupting Zheng Zhibao's thoughts.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhibao jumped down from the carriage, then straightened his clothes, and looked up at the British government in front of him.

style!

What a fucking style!

This was Zheng Zhibao's first feeling.

It is really a hereditary top nobleman of the Ming Dynasty who has been passed down for eight generations, and he is not comparable to a nouveau riche like himself.

For a while, Zheng Zhibao, who had always been confident, felt a little ashamed.

But he still organized his thoughts and walked forward.

The guards in front of the door had already seen Zheng Zhilong, and when he saw Zheng Zhilong approaching, he was about to step forward and ask.There was a commotion in the mansion, and then the door opened, and several guards came out to separate Zheng Zhilong and others.Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiji, the British official in official uniform, came out, followed by Zhang Shize.

Zheng Zhibao immediately recognized the Duke who had just met yesterday.

"My lord, my lord."

Zheng Zhibao also didn't care about the guards in front of him, and he was about to go ahead.

As soon as he moved, the guard immediately became vigilant, and the knife in his hand was also drawn out.

"Back off!"

Zhang Zhiji frowned when he heard the movement, and looked this way.