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The bastard Chen San talked about was not cursing, but the bastard of the Wang family.However, because of the subtle vocabulary formed by ranking and surname, generally no one would call him bastard directly, but call him Hachiko respectfully.

That's right, people still don't like being called Young Master, and they don't like being called Young Master enough.

The eighth son is less than double tenth and has not married this year. He is a well-known romantic figure/non-mainstream in the whole capital.Wherever he eats, drinks, and plays, this eighth son can always make something different, and he has a group of fans around him.

The Wang family made great contributions to the founding of the country, and my mother-in-law is from this Wang family, and she is a true relative of the emperor.

In fact, looking at Hachiko's style, you know it's definitely not easy.Otherwise, if it is someone else, I still don't know what it is said to be like.

Chen's father didn't expect that this matter could be related to that bastard... Young Master, so he frowned tightly.He couldn't afford to offend the Tu family, and he couldn't afford to offend the Wang family either.

The Wang family is Jinshang's natal family, and like the Tu family, they are all ironclads on Jinshang's side.Why did the Wang family trip up the Tu family?Isn't this left hand hitting right hand?

Father Chen couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to think about it until now.After all, he is also an old oil in the officialdom, so he immediately ordered the housekeeper to prepare a gift, and asked someone to find a rope, tied Chen San firmly, and threw it on the carriage: "Go to the butcher's house!"

Being tied up is certainly not comfortable. Chen San wanted to beg his father for mercy: "Father, I was wrong about this matter. But will you tie up your son again when you arrive at Tu's house?" He acted like he was in pain, so why was he so serious?

Father Chen gave his son a cold look: "You're wrong? Do you know what's wrong? Tell you, you want to die, don't drag our family to die together!"

Chen San was taken aback, and stammered, "No, it's not that serious, is it?"

"Hehe." Father Chen didn't bother to explain to him, and now he himself couldn't figure out what was going on inside.In short, when it comes to these real dignitaries, they are just small shrimps who are not even small fish, and they will die if they touch them twice.He didn't want to get involved at all.

"When you arrive at Tu's house in a while, you should remember one thing. You were wrong about this matter. You have resentment towards Miss Tu. You only did such a foolish thing when you thought about it for a while."

"But it's obviously bastard..."

"Ok?"

"understood."

Butcher's son received the Chen family father and son very politely.

Then Butcher's son and Chen's father, like the two most ordinary fathers, exchanged some father's scriptures, maintaining a considerable common language throughout the whole process, and ended the hour-long pleasant conversation.

During the period, the butcher said many times that he wanted Chen San to get up, but Chen's father pushed him back with the words "the evil son asked him to kneel and reflect on himself".

An hour later, the butcher's son wanted to keep a meal, and the Chen family's father and son repeatedly declined before leaving the Tu's house.

In the end, the grievances between the two families ended on the grounds of "children are ignorant" and "children are playing around".

"At least that's what it looks like on the surface." Tu Hao saw the letter from his family.A letter from his niece... No, it was all kinds of complaints and dissatisfaction from his sister.The other one was his father telling him that there was too much involvement behind this matter, and it would take a while before a real result could come out.

Xu Mingxu knew the cause and effect, and although he didn't say anything on the surface about the fact that his little mouse was almost plotted against, he did something behind the scenes.It's just that he wants money and no money, no manpower, and the only thing he can really do is stay with Tu Hao in the Imperial College.

Since the other party had the guts to directly confront the butcher, he must have a lot of power, and it was normal to have a man in the Imperial College.Tu Hao was young and physically weak. He was used to private affairs in the Xu family, and he knew that there were many ways to give a child like Tu Hao a little bit of trouble.He dare not take it lightly.

For this matter, another person was added to the small courtyard—Jiang Zhixing, a servant sent by the Ye family.Jiang Zhixing is a martyr, his grandfather was under General Ye's command, both his grandfather and father died in battle, and he grew up with Ye's parents almost since he was a child.

Jiang Zhixing's coming here to be a servant was of course fake, the main reason was to protect Tu Hao and teach the whole small courtyard some basic self-defense skills.

Tu Hao has no talent in martial arts, which was personally verified by the authoritative expert, General Ye.Although Tu Hao's ambition to become a martial arts master is undying, Jiang Zhixing's old blood is in his chest for a person who can turn a set of basic boxing techniques into radio gymnastics.

"Why don't you just run around?" Jiang Zhixing had nothing to do with Tu Hao, "If you can't beat him, at least you can run away." Even if you don't have time to run, according to the situation that this young master never lacks people, at least he can buy some time roar.

Tu Hao felt that he could still save him.He looked at the people in the yard, then set his eyes on Xu Mingxu who was walking in the horse, and stretched out his hand: "Brother~"

Xu Mingxu straddled his horse, stretched his hands subconsciously, and retracted them again. He clenched his fists obediently and put them on his waist, persuading him, "How about running a lap tomorrow, little mouse?" The little mouse's legs are so short, One lap is enough.

"Oh." Tu Hao lowered his head to look at all kinds of sports equipment that had grown up in the yard since Xiao Zhi arrived.

Stone lock, can't lift it up.

The plum blossom pile cannot be climbed.

Wooden man... Forget it, his skin is much harder than wood, so I don't want to piss him off.After thinking about it, he really only had to run around.

Since you want to run laps, you have to change venues.

After the winter, the school grounds that have never been visited again have been reused.

Mao Er didn't care.If the young masters want to use it, of course he welcomes it.For this, he can get some more money every month, so why not do it?

The school grounds are kept very clean by Mao Er.

Xiao Zhi was very satisfied after inspecting it.This place is spacious, and you can use it for anything, not like in a small courtyard, let alone four people punching together, even if two people punch each other, they will hit each other.

Xiao Zhi immediately pointed to a few places: "Xiao Zhong, Xiao Qi, you go there to fight. Xu Shaolang is still here to stride. Master Biao, I will run laps with you."

Among the remaining three apprentices, Xiao Zhong and Qi Qi looked thin and small, but in fact, they all had a lot of strength and flexible hands and feet.Some basic moves can be learned after a few corrections.Not to mention how much you have learned, but it is also decent.The rest is a grind, so take your time.

Xu Mingxu is a rare seedling, and the key is that he can bear hardships.Xiao Zhi felt that he had to lay the foundation for him slowly, but he couldn't be as fast-tracked as Xiao Zhong and Qi Qi.This Young Master Xu stayed with their Young Master Biao the longest, and if he had a little success in martial arts, he would be able to protect Young Master Biao.

"Oh."

From this day on, Tu Hao added one hour of physical education class every day.Considering his age, this hour was divided into two and a half hours in the morning and evening.In fact, he felt that he used to exercise every day, but after falling into Xiao Zhi's hands, he always felt that every time after the physical education class, life would be worse than death.

He ran for two months.On the huge school field, he was already able to run two and a half laps, but after running, he was like a dead mouse and had to be carried back by Xu Mingxu's hands.

"I hate running laps the most."

Xu Mingxu smiled: "But your body is much better." His exercise intensity was much higher than that of Tu Haoda, but he only felt hearty, and even seemed to have broken free from some invisible rules and regulations.

Well, the body is the basis of everything, everything else is external.

Tu Hao felt that even in order to live a decent life in the future, he had to exercise his body well.

It's not that he thinks too much, and he doesn't think too early.

The students of Guozijian usually graduate after three to five years of study.After graduation, these students directly entered the bureaucratic system of the Han Dynasty through models such as recommendation and internal selection.Although most of them will work as an intern first, doing miscellaneous work or job rotation in relevant departments in the capital, but the time will not be too long, usually about one year, and the development direction will be confirmed after the first half of the year, that is, the official position .After that, they will continue to carry out some specific work in the department in the capital, and depending on the specific performance, they will be released or retained in many ways.

But as an official in the court, it is almost impossible to work in the capital all the time.Being outside isn't necessarily a bad thing.In the real upper-level organization, all officials must be let go, and must have made outstanding achievements in the local area. For example, his sister's future father-in-law is an official who has performed very well in the local area.

He has been in Guozijian for nearly two years now, and he understands how lacking officials are in the imperial court.If there is no shortage, he won't be able to see Master Zhang from time to time, right?Otherwise, why would the emperor of a country ask a brat like him for advice?

His physique in this life was inherently bad. In the next three to five years, it was still a question of whether he would be able to train himself to look like a man.

A beautiful boy... It's impossible for a beautiful boy to stay with him all the time.

When the grapes in the small courtyard started to turn purple, the Imperial College still didn't have a holiday, but Tu Hao and Xu Mingxu were pulled out by a carriage.

The coachman Tu Hao recognized it, and said to Xu Mingxu in the carriage: "This is my Uncle Zhang's house. Looking at the road, it should be going to another hospital."

"Is there something wrong with their family?" Xu Mingxu didn't realize it, he just thought it was Butcher's classmate.Back then, the old butcher was the emperor's teacher, and he was also a figure with peaches and plums all over the world, and he was highly respected in the literary world.

"I don't know. Anyway, let's go if you tell us to go." It's a bit strange to ask the beautiful boy to go together, but it should be considered a good thing for the beautiful boy to show his face in front of the emperor, right? "I wonder if Nierbao will come today?"

"Nierbao?"

"The little sister of Uncle Zhang's family is very, very cute!"

Seeing Tu Hao talking about the cute little girl with beaming eyebrows, Xu Mingxu subconsciously pursed the corners of his mouth, feeling faintly unhappy.She is obviously a little girl whom she doesn't see several times a year, why is the little mouse so happy?Or, do little boys always like little girls?

The author has something to say: Little Mouse↖(^w^)↗: I'm running!

Xiaoqi (⊙v⊙): The short-legged young master is bragging.

Xiao Zhong (⊙v⊙): I can run faster than Master Little Mouse.

Xiaozhi (⊙v⊙): Let you do two laps.

Big Sun╭(╯3╰)╮: Brother, run with your back?

Little mouse: qaq