Datang broom star

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But he doesn't have this self-awareness, as long as he can read.

"It's unfavorable, Sanlang should study at home."

Wang Fuchou looked at his son, relieved but also a little headache.

Wang Bo had been reading poetry and books when he was ten years old, and even his father couldn't do anything about it.But you can't take the imperial examination at the age of ten, can you?Even if you go to participate, it is impossible for the court to admit you.

Ten-year-old doll officials, this is just a joke.

But Wang Bo has learned everything he should have learned, so what else can he learn?

After two years of tossing, Wang Bo finished reading more miscellaneous books and felt that he had figured it out...I was bored.

So Wang Fuchou found a doctor, Cao Yuan, and asked Wang Bo to study medicine with him.The excuse is not to study medicine and not to be filial.

There are few doctors in this era, so let’s not talk about the few, and there are more fake ones... Therefore, there are doctors who study medicine in the powerful families or aristocratic families. We are self-sufficient when we are sick, and we don’t need to go outside to seek doctors.

Wang Fuchou loved his son very much, and felt that after his son studied medicine, it would be wonderful if he could see a doctor by himself in this life.

Wang Bo shook his head, "Aye, I have already studied those books thoroughly, what's the use of reading them again?"

Wang Fuchou covered his forehead, "As a father, I can't teach you anymore..."

Wang Bo frowned, "I learned it by myself."

This attitude...

Wang Fuchou said with a good-tempered smile, "That's fine."

Wang Bo then resigned.

As soon as he left the room, he ran into a young man in brocade clothes.

"Who is this person?"

A 12-year-old boy stood outside the guard room, looking at everyone with that kind of indifference and arrogance, like a god.

Seeing that the young man in brocade clothes was unhappy, he raised his head even more proudly.

The accompanying official smiled and said, "Young Lord, this is Wang Bo, the young gentleman of Wei's family in Wang County."

"What are you proud of?"

Hearing that it was Wang Fuchou's son, the young man in brocade clothes approached him, and the young man's unconvinced attitude drove him to point Wang Bo's face with his fingers, and proudly said, "My father, Wannian county magistrate..."

Your father is just a county lieutenant, my father can deal with him at any time, so what are you talking about?

Get on your knees and sing Conquer!

The young man in brocade clothes was triumphant.

Wang Bo slapped his fingers away, and the young man in brocade slapped him.

Wang Bo was slapped, and he punched without hesitation.

Bah!

The world is quiet.

……

It's the end of the month!Ask for a monthly pass!

good night!

Chapter 924

Bah!

The young man in brocade clothes was punched in the nose and froze for a moment, only feeling a sharp pain in his nose.

Then the nosebleed came out.

Without hesitation, he jumped up and punched and kicked

A 15-year-old boy beating a 12-year-old boy can be said to be easy to catch.

When Wang Fuchou heard the sound, he quickly pulled people away.

"Don't fight! Stop fighting!"

Wei Ying and the others also came out to persuade them, until the county magistrate Huang Yao came out, frowned and coughed dryly, and then stopped.

"Aye, he hit me first."

Huang Ru saw that the nosebleeds were squirting miserably, all over his mouth, chin, and chest.

But Wang Bo's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He didn't look as miserable as him, but in fact he had just been severely beaten.

Huang Yao scolded: "Why do you come to the county to find this old man? Go home!"

Huang Ru agreed, gave Wang Bo a fierce look, and was sent out immediately.

Wang Fuchou smiled wryly and said, "Da Lang is reckless today, Ming Fu forgive me."

Huang Yao smiled and said, "Your son is said to be a child prodigy? That's all."

Wang Fuchou was overjoyed.

Wei Ying shook his head, and when Han Shan asked later, he said in a low voice: "The prodigy likes to do it. Fortunately, the Ming government is magnanimous, otherwise"

Han Shan's heart trembled, "Such a child prodigy is arrogant and vulgar, but Ming Fu is so generous! If Wei Gong didn't explain these words, I wouldn't be able to guess Ming Fu's meaning."

Wei Ying sighed; "The old man also figured out these principles after suffering a lot. Just wait! Be careful."

Han Shan smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, what are you afraid of? With your son-in-law here, how dare the Ming government give you small shoes, and wish they could confess you!"

Weiying shook her head and laughed, "Little Jia has a lot of things to do, and there are also many opponents in the open and in the dark. It's best if the old man doesn't cause trouble for him here. Girl here! It's a blessing to have less trouble."

Han Shan said enviously: "Mr. Jia is so arrogant! Last time you asked Xiao Wu to deliver a message to Jia's house, Mr. Jia didn't give any money, but gave more than ten catties of sausage and bacon. If you don't give money, you won't see it. "

Giving money is a transaction, and giving sausage and bacon is friendship.

Wei Ying's smiling eyes narrowed into a line, "At the end of every year, my son-in-law will personally send some food to the house. There are hundreds of catties of bacon and sausage, which can last for a long time."

Han Shan smiled and said, "If I have a daughter in the future! I hope she can marry a man like Duke Jia."

Zhang Zhankui came in, heard the words and said with a smile: "Outsiders say that when you marry someone, you should marry Duke Jia."