Official Zhao Ji opened the wooden box in front of Gao Zhang, revealing several clothes and accessories inside, as well as a jade belt.
At this moment, the official Zhao Ji raised his hand and caressed these ornaments and jade belts, his expression was so complicated that Gao Zhang was a little confused.
After ten breaths, the official Zhao Ji handed the box to Gao Zhang.
"Take this, too. There are a few ornaments and jade belts that were used by my former master when he was young. They are just for your use.
Now that you are wearing purple clothes, Xiao Gao, you must not be too shabby and lose the dignity of my disciple. "
"Master, you are flattering this disciple too much..."
Gao Zhang looked at those ornaments and jade belts that were obviously of high quality, and he always felt that the origin of these things that made Master Hunjun so entangled was probably not simple.
At this moment, Yang Jian, who had watched the foolish king Zhao Ji grow up, couldn't help but interjected.
"Young Master No. 1 Scholar must carefully treasure it. These are the ornaments given to officials by Emperor Shenzong in the past..."
Hearing this, Gao Zhang suddenly felt that the wooden box suddenly became extremely hot to the touch, and he wished he could throw it back at the foolish king in front of him.
"Ah, this... Master, this disciple can't bear it. Please ask Master..."
Master, who doesn’t want to be confused, waved his hand without hesitation.
"Whatever is given to you by your master is yours. You and I, master and disciple, are not outsiders."
"Well, that's just right. Just put on your robes and these accessories so that I can see them."
Faced with such kind intentions from this faint king, Gao Zhang really couldn't say no to him.
I can only honestly obey the instructions of this faint master who treats me like a family member.
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"Come on, let me take a good look at it, master. You should wear this color, it will suit you."
In the study room of the deep palace, the official Zhao Ji looked at Gao Zhang's purple robe with a face full of joy and said with emotion.
Gao Zhang opened his arms and slowly turned his body, looking at the specially customized children's clothing he was wearing, er, a children's version of purple official uniforms.
A jade belt of extremely high quality is tied around the waist, and the exquisite jade pendant, belt hook, and golden thread on the goldfish bag hanging down are also very eye-catching.
Gao Zhang himself was very happy. Unexpectedly, he was just a little clever, although he was not promoted.
However, he unexpectedly gained a huge reputation in one fell swoop, and was appreciated by Master Hunjun, who gave him a purple robe and a goldfish bag as a token of his favor.
He even took out these jade ornaments and accessories given to him by Emperor Shenzong when he was young.
This really made Gao Zhang happy, but also a little flattered. He was afraid that even the prince would not receive such treatment as himself.
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After Gao Zhang sat down obediently in front of him, the official Zhao Ji cleared his throat and finally talked about another serious matter.
"Xiao Gao, my teacher, did you listen to your father's words and say that you still know how to train and manage troops?"
"Master, those are just disciples. They came up with some ideas based on the many art of war that they have read and combined with my father's words and deeds."
"I really don't know if it's practical, so I repeatedly begged my father, and then I got my father's permission to let me try it with the servants in my house as guards..."
Of course Gao Zhang knew very well that Zhao Adban of the Imperial City Division was still squatting beside him. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted to know what happened in the Gao Mansion. It would be strange if he didn't know.
However, it was of course impossible for Gao Zhang to tell the truth in front of this master who was known to be a faint king.
All in all, the more humble and cautious you can be, the better.
In the eyes of Zhao Ji, an official, he seemed to be a talented man who was serious about doing big things.
"You kid have always been like this, but this is also your advantage. If I were an official in the Song Dynasty, I would be as willing to work with concentration as you are, Xiao Gao.
How wonderful it would be instead of just talking nonsense all day long and having high ambitions and low intentions..."
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After Gao Zhang, who was wearing a purple robe and a goldfish bag, left with great gratitude.
Official Zhao Ji watched Gao Zhang leave and returned to the desk. He looked thoughtfully at the two almost indistinguishable "Luo Shen Fu" for a long time, and then let out a deep sigh.
"In the more than 100 years since the founding of the Song Dynasty, only Fan Wenzheng has the talent to be a general or a prime minister."
"Yang Jian, do you think Xiao Gao can become a pillar of the country with both civil and military skills like Fan Wenzheng?"
"..." Yang Jian's face was a little dark, Guanjia, is your brain blooming or something? How come your brain is so big?
You know, the little champion himself speaks so modestly, even he himself doesn't have much confidence.
The result is not bad, you have already started to have fun with the official family, and you have become obsessed with the idea that the young champion is the next Fan Wenzheng.
Although he was complaining wildly in his heart, Yang Jian, who had been thinking seriously for a long time on the surface, still obediently bowed to the official.
"The young champion is your successor and direct disciple in the official family. He is also the youngest prodigy champion since the beginning of the imperial examination."
"Therefore, in my opinion, under your careful guidance, I am afraid that the achievements in the future will never be as good as those of Mr. Fan Wenzheng."
What Yang Jian said was quite skillful. If Gao Zhang is really that awesome, it will be due to your guidance as an official.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the official in front of him showing a look of deep approval.
"It makes sense. Xiao Gao's family has a long history of learning, and his father is also familiar with military strategy. With Xiao Gao's intelligence, his ears and eyes are exposed, and he can naturally be better than his predecessors."
"I must never let this child become complacent and arrogant just because of his extraordinary achievements in literary talent..."
"Hurry up and look for the Collection of Fan Wenzhenggong. By the way, get me a few more military books... I'll pick them out myself."
"Guan family, do you want your slave to be sent to the palace for the young champion?"
"No, I want to use it as a model to teach Xiao Gao how to calligraphy in the future. I also want him to understand how hard I have worked."
Hearing this, Yang Jian could only bow to the official with sincerity. You are still the sixth.
It really comes up as soon as it comes up, but the problem is that Gao Zhangke is only eleven years old.
What, do you really want such a young child to lead troops and ride horses to fight in battles?
However, although he was full of complaints in his heart, Yang Jian did not dare to doubt it. It would be better to let the little champion with a better brain solve the problem himself.
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Cai Jing sat in the study, stroking his long beard, watching the servants put the chubby Liu Lang into the crimson official uniform.
For some reason, I was used to seeing the chubby green Rokuro, and now looking at the chubby red Rokuro now, I always feel a bit irritated.
PS: I have a day of meetings in Beijing tomorrow, and I have to rush to Hangzhou to attend an event in the evening. Sadly...
(End of chapter)
