Chapter 123

money?
Mo Xiaobai blinked. When he left, he should have given his mother a sum of money, right?
"Mom, is that the tutor you hired? Teach the little ones about filial piety?"

"It should be to learn the classics of filial piety first. I don't understand ancient Chinese, so I know he is a good teacher."

Hearing what his mother said, Mo Xiaobai was dumbfounded.

You don't understand the co-author, but dare to say that he is a good teacher?

"What if it's a liar?"

Lowering his voice, Mo Xiaobai shook his head and said, "For a normal plane private school, even if it takes half a year to study, it's only a few silver coins. You can't be fooled, right?"

"Your mother is such a smart person, how can I be fooled by others. Don't believe it, he is really a very powerful teacher, do you know who is among his students?" Mo's mother also lowered her voice, as if she was afraid that the voice would be too loud It made the 'tutor' unhappy.

"Who?"

Just asking casually, in terms of the profession of teacher, Mo Xiaobai really does not believe that anyone can compare to the old man Zheng Xuan he abducted.

Zheng Xuan's subordinates are three men for one vote.

Unless the one outside is teaching the emperor, it is impossible to compare with Zheng Xuan.

Mo Xiaobai thought so, but Mo's mother stared and said: "Listen to me, you boy. I don't know the other students of this tutor, but I still know Sima Yi. He is Sima Yi's teacher."

What?
Sima Yi's teacher?

Mo Xiaobai was still waiting for his mother to report her name, and then tried to persuade her not to be fooled.But when Mo's mother said a word, Mo Xiaobai couldn't catch his breath, and got stuck in his throat.

"Ahem, he is Sima Zhongda's teacher?"

"Isn't it? I met Sima Yi, otherwise I wouldn't know that he is Sima Yi's teacher." Seeing Mo Xiaobai's surprised face, Mo's mother said triumphantly: "He didn't want to teach Xiaoyou. Later, he chatted with Xiao You for a while and agreed. Anyway, he also gave Xiao You tuition for a month, and agreed to fifteen gold a month. As an older brother, it should be no problem for you to take some money to pay your sister's tuition."

One month, 15 gold!
It doesn't take so much money to accompany the prince to study in any cram school here.

Mo Xiaobai complained from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't blame his mother for making random promises.

My mother has such a personality. She would struggle for a long time when she gave the county magistrate such a small amount of money, but she never saved it if it really had to be spent on their brothers and sisters.

Besides, if the person outside is really Sima Yi's teacher, the hermit Hu Zhao at the end of Han Dynasty, Mo Xiaobai thinks that his mother is really too smart.

Keep people first, don't care if you take them away, wait until you come.

Now that he is here, how can he let him go?

If I can't bring it back to Dameng Village, I, Mo Xiaobai, will lose!

The reason why Mo Xiaobai has this confidence is entirely because he now holds a big weapon in his hand that is specially designed to deal with hidden hermits.

Zheng Xuan!

Why did Cao Cao and Yuan Shao fight for Zheng Xuan? Isn't it because they value Zheng Xuan.

"You don't need to worry about the money, Mom, leave this tutor to me." A smile flashed across his face, and Mo Xiaobai walked back to the courtyard.At this time, Zheng Xuan and others also came in, and the old man was looking at the bamboo slips in the hands of the scribes with great interest.

After Mo Xiaobai came out, he also leaned over, and after a quick glance, he found that it was actually a simple math problem of a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage.

What the hell is this?

Hu Zhao is a Chinese teacher, can he still teach mathematics part-time?

No wonder Mo Xiaobai thought so, because the chicken and rabbit in the same cage happened to be a math problem in the fourth and fifth grades of elementary school, and if we want to trace the source of this problem, it was the Wei and Jin period.

It's ridiculous to think so, but maybe Hu Zhao is an all-rounder in arts and sciences?

Mo Xiaobai looked down with this kind of thought, and when he saw the arithmetic symbols appearing one by one, he knew in his heart that this was by no means the ancients' way of understanding the chicken and the rabbit in the same cage.

Did the kid tell him?

Although he didn't know what his mother and sister had experienced during this month, if the person in front of him was really Hu Zhao, Mo Xiaobai would certainly not miss it.

At that moment, he coughed softly, and said, "Dare to ask your step, but Mr. Kong Ming from Yingchuan?"

A very famous watchword, exactly the same as a big guy who likes to plow the land at home and brag.

The scribe, who was thinking about chickens and rabbits in the same cage, put down the bamboo slips in his hands and looked at Mo Xiaobai: "Next is Hu Zhao from Yingchuan, you are"

"I'm Xiaoyou's eldest brother, Tim is a baron."

Mo Xiaobai saw that Hu Zhao nodded and admitted without hesitation, and his eyes immediately sparkled: "These are my elders and friends, Guo Jia in Yingchuan, Liu Ye in Huainan, Guoyuan in Le'an, and Duke Kangcheng in Beihai."

When Mo Xiaobai reported the first few names, Hu Zhao didn't care too much. Even though he had heard of the reputations of Guo Jia and Guoyuan, he was not very moved.

But when the word "Kang Chenggong" came out, Hu Zhao looked at the smiling thin old man, and couldn't sit still.

Standing up with a sound of 'click', he didn't care about the bamboo slips falling, but just bowed and saluted: "I'm Hu Zhao, I have met Mr. Zheng."

"It's okay, you can still devote yourself to studying at such an age, you are very good."

Zheng Xuan nodded with a smile. He was already used to the etiquette of these junior scribes, and then looked at Mo Xiaobai: "Just now the Baron wanted me to hide a room full of scrolls, but I can't get it. Now I will make it even for you once, how about it?"

Mo Xiaobai was looking for an opportunity for the old man to take action, but Zheng Xuan had already seen through it, and immediately nodded in response.

He and Hu Zhaosu did not know each other, and the success rate of soliciting words was too low.

But when Zheng Xuan stepped out, the result might be very different.

Zheng Xuan first bent down to pick up the bamboo slips on the ground, glanced at them twice, and then said: "I think you don't know much about the sutras, but this handwriting is a bit bold. The old man has deliberately re-annotated the Confucian classics these years, but in the past few years Things are getting too high and I can’t do what I want, and I am short of someone to write for me. If you want, you can follow me to study the scriptures."

Zheng Xuan spoke!

As soon as he opened his mouth, he threw out a big pie.

Focus on Confucian classics with Zheng Xuan!
This kind of pie is definitely something that literati in the late Han Dynasty could not eat if they wanted to.

Hu Zhao was also taken aback when he heard the words, but when the corner of his eyes glanced at Mo Xiaobai next to him, he immediately understood in his heart, shook his head and said, "Zhao doesn't want to be an official."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to be an official. Mr. Kang Cheng didn't invite you to be an official. You can study your classics. Occasionally, it's like teaching my sister, just take a few days of class."

Mo Xiaobai immediately promised that a hermit like Hu Zhao didn't need him to be an official.He has a position that suits him, and bringing it back can also have a great promotion effect on Dameng Village.

Improper official?
Only teach occasionally?

After hearing Mo Xiaobai's conditions, Hu Zhao's eyes showed obvious hesitation.If this is the case, I will definitely learn a lot from following Zheng Xuan for a period of time.

As for where Zheng Xuan is going, this is not within the scope of Hu Zhao's consideration.Since I left Yingchuan in my early years, I have traveled to many places in these years, and it doesn't hurt to travel farther.

Hu Zhao didn't know that the "far" in Dameng Village was completely different from the "far" he imagined.

When he nodded in agreement, it meant that he was bound to death in Dameng Village for the rest of his life.

Of course, Mo Xiaobai was the most proud of this result.

Picking up a Hu Zhao for nothing, my mother and Xiao Budian really didn't do it too beautifully.

"The Guandu dungeon is now a successful conclusion!"

 The third watch was over, and the Guandu dungeon was also over.

  Tomorrow, go back to Dameng Village!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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