You know, those people from the Lotus Sect dared to get involved in the change of imperial power back then.
Is there anything else they dare not do?
Zhou Dagu shook his head and chuckled helplessly.
He thought of many crooked tricks, but he didn't expect that these people just didn't follow the routine.
Think of him as Tang Monk's father and Li Daitao's prisoner.
Zhou Dagu sat on the ground. They had scruples in the school and would not take action directly. He could not resist first, so as not to fall into what he said: "Sir, I came to register today. It is impossible for me to leave! But you can take care of me." Follow me!"
Zhao Sihu looked at him twice.
Four detectives stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Dagu's arm, trying to lift him up.
Unexpectedly, the four martial artists who entered the country tried their best to lift Zhou Dagu even though the veins on their faces popped out and their faces turned red.
"Back off!" Zhao Sihu stared at Zhou Dagu angrily. He couldn't see what was mysterious about Zhou Dagu. He looked like he was growing on the ground.
Zhou Dagu took his hand out of his crotch. He had written so many Mingzhou poems that he didn't want any manuscripts. Not only because he wrote these poems, but he wanted to be able to write them at any time.
The more important reason is that these poems are only poems from Mingzhou Dafu.
When it comes to poems about subjugating the country, it is impossible for him not to do so. He now has a manuscript of poems about subjugating the country, which is "Spring Hope" written by Liang Bishan during the great national victory.
When the Zhenguo poem is completed, the original poem weighs ten thousand kilograms. This weight can only be eliminated after the poet signs it.
He was afraid that someone would see the original manuscript of the poem, so he never dared to write his name. Also because of the handwriting on the original manuscript, he never dared to show it in front of others. He had good handwriting by copying the copybooks of his predecessor.
The unsigned manuscript was just a piece of paper when he carried it with him.
But leaving his body and falling to the ground, it was a weight of ten thousand kilograms.
Naturally, the four entry warriors couldn't lift it up.
"Sir, the detectives in your house still need to practice! Since you can't take me away, I will continue to sit here!" Zhou Dagu was waiting, waiting for someone who could help him come out.
Zhao Sihu's face was purple and black. He could see that the person in front of him was just a scholar and he didn't know how to do the Thousand Jin Drop trick.
These detectives are really humiliating themselves. They want to deduct more money from them when they go back. They miss Liushui Alley every day and don't even have the energy to do so.
"Stand up on your own. If you don't, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Zhou Dagu ignored him!
Zhao Sihu stepped forward angrily, holding a pen and a golden light appearing: "Stand or not!"
"Hey! The old man is still alive, who wants to learn martial arts in our house?" An old voice came out of the school.
The old master stood at the doorrail, with a half-sewn hole in his clothes and a needle in his hand. His eyes rested on Zhou Dagu: "Are you Zhou Mingzhou?"
"I met the professor and I thought I was, but he thought I wasn't!"
"Yes, that's right, why not?"
"When I win against the Third Lord, there will be a big shot who has the ability to turn a deer into a horse. I'm afraid that Mr. Sihu also has this ability, so I don't dare to directly say that he is!"
Everyone present laughed.
Zhao Sihu waved his sleeves and glared at Zhou Dagu: "Son, how dare you mock me as a eunuch!"
Zhou Dagu spread his hands with an aggrieved look on his face: "Everyone is optimistic that he said it himself, so he can't blame me for this anymore!"
He put his hands together, removed the things underneath them, and stuffed them into his arms.
Zhou Dagu stood up and saluted the professor of Fu Xue: "I have met the professor, and the student has the documents of Master Zhang of Cai County on his body. The letters of my teacher Master Zhu can prove the student's identity!"
"If you are willing to believe it, I am Zhou Dagu, please help me apply for admission!"
Zhao Sihu did not dare to offend Professor Han.
Professor is an official position, and Professor Han is the principal of the university.
The naughty students in the mansion usually made fun of him, but no official in Qingxue mansion dared to do this.
Professors don’t have much power, but who doesn’t have a child?
This is called weakness.
Professor Han is over eighty this year. Half of the officials in Xiangzhou have studied with him, and half are from other places. After all, his fifty years as a professor of government studies were not in vain.
Zhao Sihu stepped forward and saluted: "I have met the professor!"
According to his official position, he is older than the professor, but he dare not show off!
No way, he is also a native of Xiangzhou.
Professor Han had just raised his hands before they were closed, and then dropped them: "Xiao Zhao! Why did you come to my house to study?"
"The Lotus Cult is going to be offended!"
"Xiao Zhao, even if you were naughty and I often punished you, you can't leave school and just say that the private school is a place where filth and evil are hiding! Where did I come from in the Holy Land of Xiangzhou Cultural Heritage?"
Zhao Sihu's head dropped lower: "Sir, please don't make things difficult for the students. You know I'm not talking about the government school, but the person in front of me whose identity is uncertain!"
Professor Han opened his eyes: "Really? Come on!"
He waved his hand, and the two letters in Zhou Dagu's hand flew to his hand. Professor Han hung the needle and thread on his clothes, picked up the letters and looked at the sun slowly to read them.
After the third grade, Confucian talents are not attached to poetry and can be used by Confucian scholars.
However, there are very few people who can drive their talents with just one word like Professor Han. After all, this is an ability only a second-grade scholar can possess.
He read the two letters at a glance, shook his head and said, "I recognize the official seal of this letter and the handwriting. It is indeed from Cai County Chief Zhang and Master Zhu. One of them is a former student of mine, and the other is a quarrel with me!"
"Xiao Zhao, you don't think that I, Master, am so old that I can't even recognize other people's handwriting!"
Zhao Sihu's head lowered: "Don't dare, don't dare!"
"Sir, I did get the news this morning. I saw three corpses suspected of being Zhou Dagu in Fengming Valley. You know that I, Xiangzhou, am a young man. It took a lot of effort for me to find Zhou Mingzhou. We can't care less!"
"It's possible that he snatched this letter from those three corpses. This doesn't mean anything. I beg the master to let the student take this scholar back to the government office. We will know the authenticity at the first trial!"
Professor Han looked at Zhou Dagu: "What are your intentions?"
"I dont go!"
Zhao Sihu smiled and said, "You don't even dare to go to the government office. You must be afraid that your identity will be exposed. Someone come and capture it for me!"
Zhou Dagu sat down on the ground again: "I believe in my identity very much, but I don't believe in you!"
"The forest is so big, there are all kinds of birds."
"I suspect there are bad people in this government office! I'm young and timid, so I don't dare to go!"
Zhao Sihu snorted coldly: "You are a scholar, how dare you say such disrespectful words to the court!"
"Now, you admit that I am a scholar! Stop talking, even if I die in the government office today, I won't be able to step out!"
"How dare you be so rogue?"
"It's not you who are shameless first!" Zhou Dagu looked indifferent.
Seeing that something was wrong, Zhao Sihu feared that it would become more and more disadvantageous for him if he continued to delay: "Master, please forgive me for being rude today!"
He took advantage of Zhou Dagu's unpreparedness, and a red rope flew out from behind and wrapped around Zhou Dagu's body: "He is not on the ground, so his body is not heavy. Take him down left and right!"
Zhou Dagu was indeed not heavy anymore, and he ran very fast. He ducked behind Professor Han: "Professor, save the students!"
The detectives looked at Zhou Dagu behind Professor Han, but no one dared to step forward.
Professor Han opened his squinted eyes: "Master Sihu, you are trying to tear down my university!"
Zhao Sihu did not give in anymore: "Master, I am wearing this clothes now, and I am an official of the imperial court. I forgive you, student, for not being able to salute you. I must take down this Lotus Sect monster!"
"Are you sure I'm a demon?" Zhou Dagu shouted.
"Go to the government office and we'll find out if you are!"
"If I go to the government office, I must be the one. I have a way to prove my identity here!" Zhou Dagu revealed half of his head from behind Professor Han: "Master Sihu, do you dare to let me prove it here? My identity!”
"If you dare, then I will apologize for what I said earlier about the bad people in the government office!"
Zhao Sihu was stunned.
