Traveling through the barren years, I have a system and am not afraid of anything

The people in the village were shocked. The Zhao family had dealt a huge blow to them. Not only did they have a son who knew how to hunt, but they were also literate. From what I heard, it was not as simple as just literate.

"Hurry, my son quickly becomes a disciple!"

The old lady reacted first.

"Master is here, disciple~"

"There is no need to become a disciple. I swear not to accept disciples. I just want to give you some simple advice. I cannot be your master!"

The eighth master grabbed the third son, and the third son also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't understand the eighth master's knowledge, and he felt uncomfortable rashly becoming a disciple, but he couldn't disobey his mother.

It's okay now. Ba Ye doesn't accept him, it's not because he doesn't listen to his mother.

"Hey, what a pity~"

Tian Tian sighed, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Why are you sighing, you little man? Although grandpa can't accept your third brother as his disciple, he will teach him like he taught your uncles!"

Mr. Ba hugged Tian Tian with a smile. If it weren't for Tian Tian's sake, he wouldn't be able to teach others.

"Well, grandpa can't hide his secrets. Third brother wants to be the top scholar to support me!"

Tian Tian vaguely remembered what her mother was saying.

"Hahaha, if that's the case, why should grandpa teach your third brother well!"

Although the third-year-old Tian Maosheng felt that the old man was a bit too conceited, he didn't say anything and had a smile on his face.

"Hey! What kind of fate is this for me, Master? You will be blessed as soon as you come here!"

The master hurried back to Lingshui County before the rain stopped.

"Master, everyone has been settled. Do you think it's evil? That little dumpling is actually a lost child from Tianjiacun. Not only that, she said it was going to rain and it actually started to rain! Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

The master rambled on about the Tian family's affairs, and the county magistrate frowned slightly. He was not interested in the Tian family's affairs.

"That old man~"

"The old man's surname is Zhao. I didn't expect that all five men are his sons. This old man is really capable of giving birth to five children. He gave birth to five children at once, and they are not much different in age. It is really amazing!"

The master only has two daughters, and he almost goes crazy thinking about his son. Unfortunately, he doesn't live up to his expectations.

"He said his surname was Zhao?"

The county magistrate's thoughts seemed to drift to a very far away place.

"Yeah? Is there something wrong?"

The master looked surprised. The county master was more powerful than him, so he would inevitably find something.

"You and I took the imperial examination in the same year. Do you still remember Taifu Zhao's youngest son?"

"Of course I remember that the old master's youngest son was rich and well-deserved as a young talent. It is said that his knowledge is not inferior to that of the old master. The late emperor valued him very much at the time, but it was a pity that he disappeared later for unknown reasons!"

At that time, Zhao Junxian, the youngest son of the old master, was famous all over the world. It was said that when he went out, men and women all over the capital went crazy for him.

Although the Zhao family said that Zhao Junxian was gone, everyone thought that he was just missing. Later, when the old lady Fu passed away, the man never showed up, so people believed that he was really gone.

"I met Zhao Junxian during the palace examination. He was really handsome, suave and charming, and his knowledge was profound. Even the number one scholar appointed by His Majesty could not compare with him!"

"Master, why are you bringing this up?"

The master touched his nose in embarrassment. He failed the exam and was not qualified to participate in the palace examination. If his good friend, the master, had not taken him in, he might not even be able to become a master.

"You haven't seen Zhao Junxian, but I have. Although it has been nearly forty years, but~"

"Master won't say that old man Zhao Ba is Zhao Junxian, right?"

The master covered his mouth in horror, this was almost impossible!

Although Zhao Ba doesn't look like an ordinary old man at first glance, and looks even more handsome than him, a handsome old man, but that doesn't mean he is Zhao Junxian? It is impossible for a dead person to come back to life.

"Maybe I recognized the wrong person. Regardless of whether you take good care of their family or not, you can handle the household registration in person!"

Originally, there was a dedicated person for things like household registration, and there was no need for the master to do it himself.

"Yes, yes, sir, don't worry, I will not only take good care of you, but I will also try to come and go as often as possible!"

The master does not believe that the eighth master is Zhao Junxian, but he will keep in good contact with Zhao Ba, not for anything else, but because the master wants to take special care of him.

"When you go to Tianjia Village, just say that you are going to reward that little dumpling. Don't scare the Zhao family. If he runs away, I will never be done with you!"

The county magistrate wants to keep Zhao Ba firmly in Tianjia Village. If he is not Zhao Junxian, forget it. If he is, he will have made a great contribution.

Today, the Holy Emperor has been quietly looking for Zhao Junxian everywhere. Even his master, King Wu, admires Zhao Junxian, so he is sure that Zhao Junxian is not dead at all.

The master has completed the household registration for Ba Ye's family, and along the way, he has assigned a household to Tian's family and also applied for household registration for Tian Tian.

"Is this family related to Master? His family came to report a case a few months ago, saying that someone was missing!"

The young yamen officer glanced at the master secretly. When the Tian family reported the case, they received the benefits but did nothing. Now they are afraid that the master will fall out.

"The person has been found!"

The master glanced at the yamen servant lightly and left in a hurry.

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Do you need to talk about it? The man named Tian must have a close relationship with the master. Otherwise, can he do the work himself?"

"Master must hate you. Don't you have a good mouth? The Tian family doesn't dare to hold the blame for that. If you say it, aren't you asking for death?"

A group of yamen servants were chattering away, scaring the little yamen servant so much that he couldn't move his legs.

The master didn't care about them. He asked the coachman to buy a lot of gifts for the children and rushed to Tianjiacun.

"Master, do we want to leave in two days? This road is not easy to walk now!"

The coachman was from the county government office. He was very tired from rushing back to the county government office in the morning. He had just eaten and wanted to take a good rest, but the master started acting like a monster again. He didn't know what attracted him to that shabby village.

"My master specifically ordered me. If you don't want to go, I'll find someone else!"

The master knows all about the virtues of people in the county government.

"No, no, no, no, I'm just talking nonsense. Master, please sit down, we'll set off right away!"

The coachman finally got a job as a coachman in the county government through some connections. He didn't want to lose such a prestigious job.

The carriage was slippery, and finally arrived at Tianjia Village before dark. Before entering the village, the master smelled an aroma.

"Hurry up, there's something delicious!"

The coachman didn't need any instructions from his master and followed the scent to find the Tian family's old house.

"Master, you came here very quickly, but you just happened to have something good to eat. Let me tell you, this is just because of the dumplings. We haven't seen meaty meat in the village for two or three months!"

Tian Tian was speechless looking at the two nagging old men. No wonder the village chief and the master had a good relationship. They were just talking nonsense.