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Master Yu's craftsmanship must still be there. He took out an old-looking deerskin bag from his arms and opened it carefully. There were some small hooks, sticks, and hammers made of brass inserted inside. , small chisels, and some tools that Wang Zhongxiao is not famous for, they look like they have a unique craftsman’s spirit.
I saw Master Yu take out a tool made of copper wire, poke it gently into the keyhole of the copper lock, and then turn it around. A soft snapping sound was heard, and the copper lock opened.
"Second Young Master, what do you think of my skills?" Master Yu asked with a smile, quite proud of himself.
When Wang Zhongxiao saw the copper lock opened, he said impatiently: "Okay, good craftsmanship...Quick, quick, give me the box!"
As he spoke, Second Young Master Wang took the box containing a lot of banknotes from Master Yu's hand, then opened the lid, looked inside with his eyes wide open, and immediately laughed out loud: "Haha, Jiu Yiniang really didn't lie to me. They are all tickets from the old Fan family... One hundred taels a piece, you can redeem it immediately with the ticket!"
Then, Wang Daxiaozi placed the box on the table, took out a thick stack of banknotes, and counted them with satisfaction, "Two, four, six, eight, ten..."
Master Yu next to him saw Wang Zhongxiao counting the money and became a little worried, so he kindly reminded: "Second Young Master, don't take too much. It will be a bad thing if the master knows about it."
Wang Zhongxiao ignored him and counted to twenty before stopping. He put the remaining banknotes on the table and then took out two banknotes and handed them to Master Yu with a smile, "Master, one hundred." Two are for you, and the remaining one hundred taels are for Wang Mazi and Xiao Lizi!"
Master Yu quickly shook his head and reached out to take the banknote and hold it in his hand, "No, no, I don't dare to have it... This thing is going to make the soup boil, and I can't bear to carry it around!"
"It's okay!" Wang Zhongxiao collected the banknotes, took out a stack of white paper that had been cut long ago and stuffed it into the box, then covered the remaining twenty or thirty banknotes on the white paper, and then smiled. He said, "Can't you see this?"
"This, this..." Master Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "How long can I hide this?"
Wang Zhongxiao chuckled: "I don't need to hide it for long, don't I have to go to Beijing to apply for the job? When I become an imperial guard and gain the favor of the little emperor, will the old man still care about these two thousand taels of silver?"
What he said sounded like a confident person, as if he would definitely become the confidant of the young Emperor Kangxi after going to Beijing.
But Master Yu remembered something at this time, and frowned and reminded: "Second Young Master, although the young emperor took charge last year, Grand Master Ao still has the final say in the court. Grand Master Ao's disciples are not good. Let’s go!”
Of course Grand Master Ao is the number one Batulu in Manchuria, the Minister of Gu Ming, a first-class Duke Ao Bai who can fight a hundred people!
Some novels in later generations gave Ao Bai the official title of "Shaobao", but in fact the largest civil official that Aobai ever held was Taishi, which was higher than Shaobao. In the history of the Qing Dynasty, there were only two grand masters in Lunggong, one was Ao Bai and the other was Ye Bilong.
Hearing Ao Bai's name, Wang Zhongxiao couldn't help but smile evilly... no, he smiled "loyally".
This old guy Ao Bai is famous for being annoying, even if he deceives the emperor and ignores his superiors, the most hateful thing is that he is not very greedy for money, not very lustful, and is also known for being serious. That is really Aixin. The status of the Jueluo family is his own business... No wonder the little emperor suspected that he was plotting to usurp the throne.
When Wang Zhongxiao was thinking about something good, Wang Mazi and Xiao Lizi's loud shouts suddenly came from outside the window.
"My child, please say hello to your father!"
"My nephew has met his uncle!"
Hearing the shouts of the two people, the expressions of Wang Zhongxiao and Master Yu changed.
"It's broken! The old thing is back..." Wang Zhongxiao reacted quickly. He hurriedly stuffed the banknotes into his arms, then picked up the box and put it on the bookshelf. Said, "Master Yu, put all the books back quickly!"
Master Yu had no idea, so he had no choice but to respond, then hurriedly put the books on the table back on the bookshelf, and covered the box again. But I didn’t put them all back, there was one book missing, because Wang Zhongxiao had already taken it and sat down behind the desk seriously, ready to study.
But when Wang Zhongxiao opened the book and was about to read it, he realized something was wrong. What he got in his hands was actually the illustrated version of "The Golden Lotus"! Not to mention, the painting is quite good, using the iron line drawing technique, which makes it very collectible at first glance. When he was about to change a book to study, the creaking sound of his feet on the stairs already reminded him.
Needless to say, the old guy Wang Fuchen must be here!
Wang Zhongxiao knew that it was too late to change the book, so he simply stopped changing it and just read the "Four Books and Five Classics" with "Jin Ping Mei"!
Although "True King Zhongxiao" is a dandy with well-developed limbs, didn't he just happen to have a new soul now? This is the soul of a new man with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline. Moreover, this soul served the people for many years during his lifetime... He is well versed in the golden mean.
Wang Zhongxiao thought about it for a moment, and the "Dog of the Mean" from the "Four Books and Five Classics" came up. He shook his head and muttered something: "The Master once said: A gentleman is in the mean, and a villain is against the mean. A gentleman is in the mean, and a gentleman is always in the middle." ; A villain is mediocre, a villain has no scruples..."
"Eh? This little brat is really studying! Is he reading The Analects of Confucius?"
Wang Zhongxiao hadn't finished reading "The Doctrine of the Mean" when he saw a tall, handsome man and a chubby man walking up the stairs one after the other.
Of course, this sturdy man is Wang Fuchen, the "Living Lu Bu"!
Live Lu Bu! Of course, there is nothing to say about his appearance. Sui Wang Zhongxiao is a sturdy man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a broad mouth. Although he has been in the army for many years, his face never gets tanned or has any pimples. It can also be regarded as a crown jewel.
The two fathers and sons, Wang Fuchen and Wang Zhongxiao, looked like father and son at first glance. They were carved from the same mold. However, Wang Fuchen looked older, about forty years old, and had a very manly beard.
And that Wang Jizhen was a bit crooked. He didn't follow Wang Zhongxiao. He was a chubby man with a small nose and small eyes, and he always looked cheerful. Now when he heard his father asking the question, he smiled and said: "Dad, my second brother's reading is "The Mean"."
"Golden mean? The golden mean of the golden mean?" As Wang Fuchen spoke, he found a chair and sat down gracefully.
Wang Jizhen patiently taught his father: "Dad, "The Doctrine of the Mean" is one of the four books. The other three books are "The Great Learning", "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius"."
"Oh, so that's what the Four Books mean." Wang Fuchen nodded, looking open-minded and eager to learn.
Wang Zhongxiao didn't want his brother to continue to teach his father here - if his father became interested in reading "The Doctrine of the Mean", that would be a big deal. So he quickly handed the "Jin Ping Mei" in his hand to Master Yu and asked him to put it back in its place. Then he stood up and saluted his father: "My loyal and filial son, I pay my respects to my father."
Wang Fuchen glanced at his son, who was tall and strong, and asked with a smile: "Second brother, why do you think of studying hard now that you're so good? Could it be that I lost to Wu Shijue in the last martial arts competition, and I lost my courage and don't want to be a martial artist anymore?" ?”
Hearing Wang Fuchen mention "competition" and "Wu Shijue", Wang Zhongxiao became very angry... It was during that competition with Wu Guogui's son Wu Shijue that he fell off his horse and smashed his head, so Just changed his soul.
Although his soul had been changed, Wang Zhongxiao still couldn't help but get angry when he thought of Wu Shijue! It's so unjust for a martial artist to be so harsh!
Thinking of this, Wang Zhongxiao's face darkened and he said angrily: "Dad, the child is not afraid of Wu Shijue. It was just negligence last time. If we compete next time, I will definitely beat him to pieces!"
Wang Fuchen laughed loudly: "This is my son Ma Yaozi!"
Wang Zhongxiao saw that his father didn't notice anything wrong with him, so he changed the topic and said: "Dad, although my son is still a martial artist, he still needs to read some books, so that he can be selected as a worshiper in this fall's audition. "
"Aren't you just a worshiper of Tang Dynasty? With your martial arts skills, you can't win?" Wang Fuchen looked unconcerned, "But it would be good to read more books. Maybe you can take the path of a writing scholar in the future."
"That's what dad teaches." Wang Zhongxiao said, "Dad, my child thought your place was quiet before, so he came here to study. Now that you are back, my child should go back to the small study to study."
Wang Fuchen nodded, and then said to Wang Jizhen: "Boss, go back to his place with the second brother, tell him about Tang'a who should be chosen to worship, and tell him what should you pay attention to when you return to Beijing? Beijing doesn't Compared with Qu Jing, you have to keep your tail between your legs!" As he spoke, he glared at Wang Zhongxiao again, "When you are at the feet of the emperor, you can't just look at someone's maid and tease her because she's pretty... That won't be the case then. It’s time for the master to give him a good beating!”
Wang Zhongxiao's cheeks turned red after hearing this, and he quickly saluted and said, "Yes, daddy, I understand."
It turns out there was a reason why he let Wu Shijue beat him...
Wang Jizhen also said: "Dad, the child has resigned."
Wang Fuchen smiled and waved his hand: "Go, go, let's all go!" Then he said to the master, "Haitian, it's getting late, you should go back too."
"Dong Weng, that student also resigned."
Watching his two sons and a master go downstairs together, Wang Fuchen slowly stood up from his chair, walked to the bookshelf, took down the "Jin Ping Mei" and several books on the left and right sides, and then took out the The mahogany box at the back.
The box was quickly opened. Wang Fuchen reached out and took out the banknotes inside, and then counted them one by one. After counting, he naturally found the white papers. His face darkened and he cursed in a low voice. : "You little bastard, you're gambling with money again..."
