After hearing Zhao Fuxiang's guarantee, Mao Jiao said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Brother Zhao. The gifts on the gift list are all for Zhang Juren's apprenticeship. Please give them to Brother Zhao on your behalf!"

When Zhao Fuxiang heard that the money was not for him, he angrily scolded Mao Jiao for being stingy. He had done such a big thing for him but did not benefit himself. He completely forgot that Mao Jiao had given him two hundred taels a few days ago.

Benefit fee.

Although Zhao Fuxiang cursed in his heart, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will take care of this!"

After Zhao Fuxiang finished speaking, he frowned and said, "Sir Mao, there is something more difficult. I don't know whether I should talk about it or not!"

Mao Jiao thought that Zhao Fuxiang wanted land from him. Although there was plenty of military land, it was all registered with the Dusi Yamen. Mao Jiao could still decide on two to three hundred acres, but he couldn't get any more.

"Brother Zhao, I will take care of the land. But there is not much cultivated land left. There is a lot of wasteland. If Brother Zhao doesn't mind, there are thousands of acres of wasteland!"

Although the Qiongzhou Prefecture area was densely populated, compared with other states and counties at that time, the entire Hainan Island in the Ming Dynasty only had a registered population of 470,000. The plains around Qiongzhou Prefecture were home to more than 200,000 people. Beyond the plains, there was a large area.

Wasteland, although these wastelands are nominally managed by the imperial court, because it is too difficult to cultivate and the farmers on Hainan Island do not have much demand for land, these wastelands are ownerless land.

Hainan Island has a small population and a small population, so it still retains the policy of the Ming Dynasty in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. That is, as long as you cultivate unowned wasteland for three years, you only need to pay taxes to the government every year. After three years, the wasteland will be yours.

Jiao thought that Zhao Fuxiang still wanted land, so he planned to get some wasteland to kill this greedy guy.

Zhao Fuxiang didn't originally mean this, but how could he not eat the meat delivered to his door? Zhao Fuxiang quickly agreed and agreed to go to the branch office to go through the formalities after a while.

After receiving the benefits, Zhao Fuxiang said again: "Mr. Mao, you know that Zhang Juren has a very strict family tradition, so the ugly words are ahead of you. Please stop contacting the family after you leave. Everything will be under Zhang Juren's management!"

After hearing this, Mao Jiao nodded quickly: "Of course, master and apprentice, father and son. From now on, Quanzi will regard Zhang Juren as his father, so naturally he will listen to the teacher in everything!"

"Okay! But there is one more thing. Zhang Juren likes to be quiet. From now on, Master Mao should not send people to visit Mr. Ling if he has nothing to do. Before leaving the army, just pretend that Mr. Ling has no son!"

This is a bit difficult to handle. Why can't I see the son I gave birth to?

"Brother Zhao, isn't this a bit unkind? I can't go visit my son yet?"

Zhao Fuxiang was just hoping that Mao Jiao would retreat when he saw the difficulty. After listening to Mao Jiao's words, he spread his hands and said: "There is no way, you also know Zhang Juren's temper. If Master Mao doesn't agree, then Master Ling will have no choice but to give in!"

Mao Jiao thought about the power behind Zhang Juren. As long as his son could really worship Zhang Juren, he would become a real member of the Donglin Party. Then he would be able to establish relations with Lord Shen, the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, and Lord Lu, the Minister of War.

My career will be greatly beneficial.

Thinking of this, Mao Jiao gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I won't contact my son before he leaves school!"

Now it was Zhao Fuxiang's turn to look at him. He didn't expect that this guy would be willing to give up his son in order to become his disciple.

"One last thing, your son can't bring anything with him, not even the book boy. In Zhang Ju's family, you have to rely on yourself!"

Mao Jiao was so ruthless that he couldn't even see his son. This small request was not a problem. Mao Jiao pulled his son over and said, "Hong'er, you must listen to the teacher when you go. If you give up halfway, don't blame me when you go home.

Kill you!"

The little fat man Mao Shaohong also knew that the matter was serious, so he nodded solemnly and said: "Please rest assured, father, my son will definitely study hard under the teacher. If he doesn't pass the exam, he won't be able to enter the house!"

The attitude of the Mao family and his son was so resolute that it was Zhao Fuxiang's turn to be dumbfounded. But there was nothing he could do now. He just had to grit his teeth and agree, and ensure that Mao Shaohong would be sent to Zhang Juren's family.

Mao Jiao left with a lot of gratitude, leaving the little fat man Mao Shaohong in the Zhao family. Zhao Fuxiang saw that the little fat man in front of him was really having a headache, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to pass this problem to his son.

Zhao Fuxiang asked Fan Jian to find Zhao Heng. After Zhao Heng entered the house, he saw a young man in the house and asked, "Dad, who is this?"

Because the names in ancient times were different from those in later generations, Zhao Fuxiang and his son agreed that when there was no one around, they could call him dad, and when there were people, he would call him dad according to the Ming Dynasty people.

Zhao Fuxiang sighed and said: "This is Mr. Mao Shaohong, the son of the commanding general Mao Jiaomao!"

After Zhao Fuxiang finished speaking, he said to Mao Shaohong: "Xiannephew, this is a dog, and he is also Zhang Juren's favorite guest!"

When he heard that he was Zhang Juren's son-in-law, Mao Shaohong quickly saluted and said, "Mao Shaohong has met senior brother!"

Zhao Heng was stunned and asked: "Dad, what's going on?"

Zhao Fuxiang waved his hand to stop Zhao Heng from talking, but said to Mao Shaohong: "Master Mao, you will stay at my house tonight, and tomorrow I will ask Zhao Heng to take you to Zhang Ju's house!"

Mao Shaohong bowed and agreed, and then followed Fan Jian out. After Mao Shaohong had gone far, Zhao Fuxiang said: "Boy, this little fat guy is a trouble. Tomorrow you take him to Haidian Island and incorporate him into your new army first."

, remember not to let him have contact with the outside world!"

After the conversation just now, Zhao Heng basically knew what was going on. He asked: "Dad, do you agree to let him join Zhang Juren's family? Why not send him directly to the Zhang family?"

Zhao Fuxiang sighed and said: "You don't know the virtues of your cheap father-in-law. The stones in the pit are really smelly and hard. He will never look good on people he looks down on! Mao Jiao is a military household, and his son

It is basically impossible to worship your father-in-law as a disciple, so I can only trouble you, my son!"

After hearing this, Zhao Heng said anxiously: "Dad, aren't you lying? You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime. What if this matter is leaked in the future?"

"Then what should I do? Your father has already collected money from others, are you returning it? Let Mao Shaohong be trained by you for a few months, and then I will think of a way to see if I can convince your father-in-law!"

Zhao Fuxiang was cheating and abducting him outside, and now he asked his son to wipe his butt*, but as a son of a man, what should Zhao Hengneng do? He had no choice but to agree, and at the same time, let Zhao Fuxiang come up with a solution quickly. He could still help in two or three months. Time

He can't control it when it grows older.

Zhao Heng got up very early the next day. The habit of the police academy prevented him from sleeping in. Zhao Heng got up, changed into light clothes, and started running along the small garden of the back house. This small garden covers a total area of ​​not more than 100 square meters, and the space

There was simply not enough space for Zhao Heng to use it. Zhao Heng ran ten times without even breaking a sweat. Zhao Heng had no choice but to find an open place and hit the Military Body Boxing twice.

When Zhao Heng was boxing, he didn't expect that the little fat boy Mao Shaohong also got up. Although this boy was a scholar, his family were all soldiers after all, so he also knew some Taizu Changquan.

Mao Shaohong saw that Zhao Heng was using a boxing technique that he didn't recognize, but at first glance, this boxing technique was that of the military. It was straight forward and had no routine at all. Only the military had this kind of boxing technique without any pretense.

Seeing the wonderful points, Mao Shaohong praised: "Brother, your boxing technique is really good, even better than Taizu Changquan in the army!"

Zhao Heng saw that Mao Shaohong had also gotten up and asked curiously: "Why does Brother Mao Xian get up so early too? Do you also need to exercise?"

Mao Shaohong said with a smile: "My father didn't let me learn boxing. I got up early because I had to review my books. As the saying goes, the plan for a year begins in spring, and the plan for a day begins in the morning. Morning is the time when the mind is clearest, so naturally

Get up and endorse it!”

It seems that this little fat guy has something, unlike those useless second-generation officials raised by wealthy families. Zhao Heng wiped his sweat with a towel and said with a smile: "Brother Mao Xian can pass the childbirth examination at a young age, but he seems to have real talent and learning."

ah!"

Although Mao Shaohong passed the Tongsheng Examination at a young age, his father's help played a decisive role. The Tongsheng Examination was the Prefectural Examination, and the examiner was the prefect Zhou Shuguang. Although the prefect was unwilling to accept Mao Shaohong as a student, he gave Mao Jiao a

Face is still no problem. However, although Mao Shaohong, a child student, is a bit arrogant, his literary skills are still good. After all, the academic examination for scholars is in charge of the Guangdong Provincial Academic Affairs. Mao Jiao was awesome even in Hainan Island, but in Guangzhou

There is no energy either.

Mao Shaohong was still young and wanted to save face. Hearing what Zhao Heng said, he blushed and said, "I'm really ashamed. My level is far inferior to the teacher's second son!"

The teacher's second son? Zhao Heng asked and found out that Mao Shaohong was talking about his brother-in-law Zhang Hongsi. Zhao Heng thought of the smiling boy yesterday. Could this boy be a learning genius?

"Is Zhang Hongsi very good at studying?"

Mentioning the child prodigy Zhang Hongsi, Mao Shaohong sighed and said: "Not only is he awesome, the second young master passed the county examination and the government examination at the age of fourteen, and he was always the first to do so. If the teacher hadn't been afraid that he would be too young to be considered a scholar,

Arrogant, the second young master can definitely be a scholar at the age of fifteen!"

Zhao Heng took a breath after listening to his brother-in-law's glorious history. Qiongzhou is different from Guangzhou. Although Qiongzhou is located overseas, where birds do not shit, because Qiongzhou has been a place of exile for criminal officials in the past dynasties, Li Deyu, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and the prime minister of the Song Dynasty

Ding said that Wang Shixi, prime minister of the Yuan Dynasty, Hu Quan, a relegated minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, and Su Dongpo, a writer and great poet of the Song Dynasty, all spent different periods of time on Hainan Island.

It is precisely because of the enlightenment of these great scholars that although Hainan Island is located overseas, it has never been a cultural desert. In the more than 200 years of the Ming Dynasty, Qiongzhou Prefecture produced more than 600 candidates and 64 Jinshi.

Although the absolute number of intellectuals is not as good as those in the major cultural and educational provinces, in terms of population ratio, it is definitely the highest among all prefectures in Guangdong Province.

In addition to these Qiongzhou Prefecture, there are many literati families, such as the Hai family and Qiu family in Qiongzhou, the Wang family in Danzhou, the Huang family and the Liao family in Yazhou. These are all big families that have been passed down for hundreds of years. Because they are rich and have

resources, monopolizing the educational resources of Qiongzhou Prefecture all year round.

Zhang Hongsi's father was just a civil servant. Zhang Hongsi was able to get the first prize in both prefecture and county examinations on his own. This strength was much better than that of Mao Shaohong, the water injection boy.

Zhao Heng chatted with Mao Shaohong for a while and found that this little fat man was very interesting. Although he was a bit pedantic and unique to the intellectuals of the Ming Dynasty, he also had the feelings of an intellectual. Zhao Heng looked at the sky and said with a smile: "Master Mao, go and prepare.

We’ll leave soon!”

After chatting, Mao Shaohong was also very interested in Zhao Heng, a big man. It was not like what his father said. The Zhao family was a group of businessmen who had never read books. Mao Shaohong smiled and said: "Brother, we are all one family.
Chapter completed!