For teacher, for father

On the second day after Xiao Zhao Zheng's fifth birthday, Zhao Ji woke up her son early, solemnly washed and dressed her son, put on the cleanest and neatest clothes, combed her messy long black hair, carefully He wiped off his reluctance and immature face with a towel, and brought the somewhat ignorant little guy to the residence of his father Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ji seemed to place a lot of emphasis on hiring a husband for her child.

According to the laws of the Qin clan, the prince and son should receive basic education for his heir at the age of five, including poetry, calligraphy, ritual, music, archery, imperial control and swordsmanship. At the age of 12, he has a systematic education system. The learning items include political and economic art, military art, criminal names and other advanced knowledge. In addition, he can also study other advanced knowledge such as astronomy, geography, and various schools of thought according to his own interests.

The training of the prince and his heirs is particularly strict, with the Taishi teaching the study of emperors; the Taifu supervises the cultivation of morality, management of daily life, and diplomatic response.

But today's Zhao Zheng... is living in fear and confusion every day because of his father's identity as a hostage, and he is not even familiar with the most basic court etiquette.

If such a child grows up in such an environment, if he cannot receive a good education, Zhao Ji understands what a desolate Zhao Zheng will become when he grows up.

She is just an ordinary woman with weak power. If she wants to rely on her future life, she must put all her treasures on her son Zhao Zheng.So this time, she secretly sold some of the jewelry that she left privately, and used the money to find an enlightenment teacher for her son through the channel of her father Zhao Ling.

No matter what method she uses, she must cultivate her son into a talent—not to lose to the pampered grandchildren of the Qin Palace.

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Although there is also no right or power, but the existence of Zhao Ling has ensured some sources of life for Zhao Ji's mother and son.And this time, Zhao Ling also handled the matter of finding Mr. Enlightenment for his grandson.

The gentleman's background, education, and reputation must be among the upper class. In order to ensure the safety of Zhao Zheng, the invited gentleman must not have any connection with the royal family of Zhao.

After these many elements gathered together, Zhao Ling finally found his wife Ji Hao who had just traveled from South Korea, and happened to be living in seclusion outside the city of Handan in Zhao State.

"Has Zheng'er ever thought about what kind of person Master is?" After Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng arrived, Zhao Ling said with a smile: "To sir, Zheng'er can't keep his face so sullen."

Related to the background of life, my grandson has never been a child who can throw himself into his arms and act like a baby, and even smiles are pitiful.There are too few pictures of happiness in memory, not self-willed, coquettish, or mischievous, and Zhao Zheng's performance is exactly what Zhao Ling and Zhao Ji are worried about.

I hope the appearance of Mr. Ji Hao can change the attitude of my grandson...

"Smelly old man with a beard and a bald grin." The young boy didn't notice his grandfather's painstaking efforts at all, so he popped out these words expressionlessly, and stayed quietly by Zhao Ji's side.

This is not impolite or lying. In Zhao Zheng's eyes, the only gentlemen he has come into contact with are the masters who opened a shop in the city to accept apprentices. Those masters are all old and vicious, which makes Zhao Zheng unable to have any feelings for his masters. Good impression.

"..." Zhao Ling was speechless, after giving Zhao Ji a helpless look.He raised his hand to signal the two to follow him.The time agreed with Master Ji Hao is almost here, and to show their sincerity, the three of them will personally come to Master Ji Hao's home to be a guest.

Zhao Ling is more worried about his grandson than whether his master is a bald and grinning old man... Zhao Zheng is obviously a problem student...

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Ji Hao never thought of himself as a person with bad luck, and even many assessments and work tasks made him feel that his luck was not bad.Just like this time - I went to China with ease, not only got a bonus, but also traveled back to China for free.

It's just... There were some small deviations on the way back from this trip.

The coffee spilled in the cabin, the screaming and shouting of the crowd, the chaotic scene... The uncontrolled body is still all imprinted in the memory of the mind, and the noisy voices are all shouting "The plane is falling!"—— Yes, an air crash.

What made Ji Hao a little fortunate was that when he lost his final consciousness, he didn't feel much pain.Breathing and consciousness seem to stop rhythm at the same moment. Before facing death, the youth seems to simply fall asleep.Dark and sweet, peaceful dreams.

"cough……"

Memories made Ji Hao suddenly feel a little sad, and only after he uttered a single sound with a dry voice, did he realize——that he was still conscious.

He can cough, he can feel the soreness in the corners of his eyes, and his fingers seem to be able to move... Isn't he dead?

Without any strength in his body, Ji Hao desperately wanted to move his fingers and try to open his eyes.After a little soreness and pain, some dim lights were reflected in his eyes, but there were no family members he was familiar with, no colleagues and friends, but a... boy?

The young man lowered his head quietly, with a focused and serious expression, writing and drawing with his fingers in the sand in front of him.

Two very big characters, but the font is very strange, and it took Ji Hao squinting his eyes hard to recognize it for a long time before he could make it out—Zhao Zheng?

whose name is this

The intense exhaustion made the young man unable to think any longer, and he didn't even care to wonder why he was still alive. The dark and sweet dream came rushing in like a swallowing force, and once again made Ji Hao lose consciousness completely.

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Since nightfall, the people sleeping on the mats have heard low coughing sounds from time to time, even the young Zhao Zheng understands——Sir...he didn't sleep well.

Quietly turning over, with the help of the soft and clear moonlight, the young boy secretly looked at the man sleeping not far from him.This is the omnipotent master that my grandfather said, the teacher who traveled around the world... It is not a bald and grinning old man, but a young but weak-looking young man. Unlike the vicious master in memory, this The young gentleman gave Zhao Zheng some fresh affection.

The fine and soft black long hair was scattered casually, and the pale skin was covered with a layer of silver tulle under the moonlight. The young man seemed very restless in his sleep, his brows were tightly knit, his lips were pursed, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead Zhu, accompanied by low coughs, made Zhao Zheng a little worried.

Is such a weak person really as capable as his grandfather said?

Since seeing Ji Hao in the morning, not only Zhao Zheng, but also Zhao Ji and Zhao Ling were a little surprised - the age of this master is too young.

Even for a moment, Zhao Ling was a little shaken, handing over their politics to such a young man...is it really okay?You know, not only Zhao Ji, but even Zhao Ling also regarded Zhao Zheng as his only reliance for the rest of his life.Even if they use all means, they must make Zhao Zheng the best child.

Therefore, there must be no mistakes in the process!

As for Ji Hao, he himself didn't seem to be surprised by Zhao Ling and Zhao Ji's worries, he just made an agreement with them that becoming his student required passing certain tests.The child will stay with him first, and he will personally assess Zhao Zheng early the next morning.

He didn't hide his arrogance at all, and Zhao Ling and Zhao Ling understood what Ji Hao meant - if Zhao Zheng couldn't meet Ji Hao's expectations and standards, then he wouldn't accept this apprentice.

"cough……"

In the quiet night, little Zhao Zheng's memories were interrupted by a low cough. Ji Hao turned over again, his brows still clenched, as if in pain.

The young man was a little hesitant. If it was true that his grandfather had said that the husband had accomplished something at such a young age, then he still admired him very much—but such a talented person has such a sick body.

"gentlemen……"

Zhao Zheng spoke softly, and walked over cautiously, the young man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.The lips have lost some of their color.

"gentlemen!"

The young man was shocked, and for the first time Zhao Zheng was flustered by an unexplained fear, he didn't care about etiquette, he pushed Ji Hao's arm at a loss, calling out over and over again.

"Who……"

Ji Hao frowned, in the midst of the constant drowsiness and brief waking, the vibration of his arm made him regain consciousness again.It was the boy from just now that came into view, but the boy seemed to be in a panic, his lips were opening and closing to say something, his dark starry eyes were wide open, even tinged with fear, and his immature fingers were pressing on his lips. On the arm, gently pushing and shoving.

The young man was like a flustered kitten, rubbing around the young man's side, and the somewhat messy long black hair fell on his neck, tickling, and finally made Ji Hao sober.

The sandy soil where calligraphy is practiced, the strange font, the thin and small boy——

"Zhao...Zheng?"