This woman... just such a vulgar woman gave birth to such a promising son... Cheng Yu nodded, "I sent someone to find out, it is Zhang Meng. Mr. Ma, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry cultivated it himself, this is the inheritance .Your son has a bright future...Of course the Cheng family can no longer use you, and you don't need to come out to do things anymore...Come here and bring me the gift I prepared. "

The steward gave me a small package, and when I opened it, there were the four treasures of the study, all of which were high-end goods.

The Cheng family has been officials for generations, and Cheng Yu was inevitably dumbfounded when he got the news.When Mrs. Ma first came to Cheng's house to work, he had a dispute with those people, saying that his son Zhang Meng was studying mathematics, and that Duke Wuyang liked it so much.At that time, he just smiled.

But he didn't expect Zhang Meng to stand out, crushing many people as soon as he became an official... He dared to assert that within five years at most, Zhang Meng would be able to sit on an equal footing with him in terms of rank.

This kind of person must form a good relationship, and Ma Shi is the best way.

It is a kind of elegance to send the Four Treasures of the Study instead of money.

Zhang Meng must be smart if he can be loved by Duke Jia and valued by Huang Wan. He naturally knows the meaning of giving this gift, and this relationship is considered to be forged.

Cheng Yu turned around and went back, and said to the steward who followed: "Mr. Ma, this month's money will be paid to you later. You have brought several children in the family. The gentleman said that you have worked hard and made great achievements. You can come to sit and see how many children you have when you are free in the future. A young gentleman and a young lady."

Using children as a bond of affection, Cheng Yu used such means without a trace of fireworks.

Mashi was in a daze.

The steward thought she was still in shock, so he smiled and left.

Qiao Yun stepped forward to bless her, "I've been rude these days, don't blame Madam Ma, I'll have a gift to make amends later..."

The maids flocked here, what a compliment!

Ma Shi woke up suddenly, and shouted ecstatically: "My son! My Dalang is well-developed! He is well-developed!"

……

In the Huangshi restaurant, after noon, the tableware piled up like a mountain, and Zhang Hao kept washing it.

The guys were able to rest, chatting in twos and threes.

The restaurant is a gathering place for all kinds of news, and there are the most gossips.

The two guys talked about it, and one of them shouted at Zhang Hao: "Hey! Zhang Hao, who is also surnamed Zhang, has become a great talent favored by the minister of the Ministry of Industry. You often say that your son is a good student. where?"

Zhang Hao shook his head, his back was sore and unable to move, he smiled profusely with sweat, "That's fate! My Dalang doesn't have that fate."

The words were right, the two guys looked pale, and one of them sighed: "That Zhang Meng is just a math student, yet he can attract Huang Shilang's attention, saying that he is going to be cultivated, tsk tsk! This fate is really unpredictable. "

Another guy said: "It is said that Duke Jia also likes this student very much. He is a scholar of heaven and man, and his advice will definitely make Zhang Meng completely reborn. This has attracted the attention of Huang Shilang from the Ministry of Industry. This person... very nice."

Zhang Hao raised his head slightly, sweat dripped into the big basin, and said with a smile: "You are talking about... Zhang Meng?"

The buddy nodded, "The Ministry of Households is angry, and they are asking about this everywhere! They say they want to stop the Ministry of Industry from poaching people from mathematics."

Zhang Hao stood up suddenly, with a click on his waist, and said with piercing eyes: "Dare to ask... the old man wants to ask, is it really Zhang Meng?"

A guy frowned, "Yes, it's Zhang Meng, why are you so excited?"

Zhang Hao only felt that the blood all over his body rushed to his face, and he staggered forward as if he was drunk.

"Old man... the old man's son is called Zhang Meng."

Both guys laughed.

"There are quite a few people named Zhang Meng, your son..."

Zhang Hao turned his head, his cloudy eyes gradually brightened, "The old man's Dalang is learning to do math and study."

The two guys trembled, one went to support him, and the other shouted: "The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper!"

The yelling was terrible, and the shopkeeper hurried over, cursing as he ran.

"Damn Ganni, what's going on?"

He rushed to the backyard, and when he saw that nothing had happened, he cursed, "It's a ghost!"

The guy pointed at Zhang Hao and said, "Shopkeeper, Zhang Hao's son is called Zhang Meng!"

Today, the household department made harsh remarks outside, causing gossip to spread everywhere, and the name Zhang Meng was also widely known.

The shopkeeper scolded: "Call Zhang Meng too much..."

He suddenly froze, "You mean..."

Zhang Hao suddenly laughed, "My son is studying mathematics, and my son is called Zhang Meng."

Tears flowed freely on his smiling face.

……

In the afternoon, Zhang Hao came back.He walked slowly into Shengpingfang with a cane and a jug of wine in one hand.

Today, the neighbors are a little weird, looking at him with strange eyes, and they are all looking at him.

Zhang Hao looked at all this with a smile, and felt light all over his body, blown away by a gust of wind.

"Aye!"

Someone shouted behind him, Zhang Hao turned around, and saw his son Zhang Meng running towards him with a schoolbag on his back.

"Dalang!"

Zhang Hao smiled, especially joyfully.

Zhang Meng approached, knelt down suddenly, hugged his legs and howled.

"Dalang!"

Zhang Hao went to help him, "Da Lang got up and talked."

Zhang Meng raised his head, "Aye, you and A Niang have suffered a lot these years."

"Neither bitter nor bitter."

Do nothing for your own children.

Zhang Hao put down the jug to help him, Zhang Meng got up, choked up and said: "Aye, I went to the Ministry of Industry."

He is not the kind of person who likes to show off, but his parents have been teased and ridiculed by the neighbors all these years, and they have been holding back... Today he naturally wants to make his parents feel proud.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Hao had been worrying that it was fake news, and now he was emotionally excited, "Da Lang, is it true?"

"Hi Zhang!"

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