"I didn't expect a locust plague, but you did a great job. I've been wronged in the past few months."

"It's nothing wrong with grievances, but there are many people who offend them, so it's inevitable that they're a little scared."

"You are much better than I thought. It is my luck to be able to accept you as your disciple. As for the many people you offend, it's nothing. I will help you with the wind and rain."

"Thank you, teacher."

"That's how it seems a bit polite."

After a while, Wei Zheng asked, "Are you really a slave?"

Qin Hao smiled, not shy away: "Yes."

Wei Zheng comforted, "Well, this is nothing. Generals of ancient times, such as Wei Huo Jie, were born into slavery, and there were many people in the court. You and I are often scolded as slaves in the field. Since ancient times, heroes have never had a talent. Don't ask about their achievements, you don't have to worry about your low origins."

Qin Hao nodded. Of course, he had no intention of self-deprecating himself, and he had no class ideas in his mind.

Wei Zheng said curiously: "I thought you were a hero, but I didn't expect that you were actually born into a slave. This is really incredible. Where did your ability come from?"

Qin Hao said: "There is no ability. I just read some books and recognize a few words. I was thinking about it myself."

Wei Zheng looked at him and his eyes shone: "In ancient times, there were 12 worshipers of Ganluo. I didn't believe it. Only after seeing you did you realize that there are really scholars in this world who receive gods. Next year, you will be a scholar."

The scholars of the Tang Dynasty were not from the Ming and Qing dynasties. They only took one person in each class. In fact, most of the time, no one could win. In just a few years, they were abandoned because no one could pass the exam. The word "scholar" was personally written by the prime minister like Wei Zheng. This is not much different from being an internal decision, and it almost guaranteed his future.

Qin Hao smiled bitterly: "There is nothing left for me, let's talk about it first after passing this level."

Wei Zheng knew that this precious disciple was clicking on himself and said with a smile: "Your murder has violated the national law. Even if you are my disciple, I must let the people from Dali Temple take you into the capital. However, I will tell the saint about your situation, thinking that if the master knows the saint, you will never have anything to do, and it may not be impossible to be blessed in disguise."

Qin Hao nodded, not to mention how big a flatter his book was passed on to Li Shimin by the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Just saying that the postures shown by these million victims were enough to make any emperor very cautious in his handling of his actions. As long as it was not a foolish monarch, it would never be possible to risk the disaster victims' riots for the sake of just eight slave traders. But after getting Wei Zheng's correct words, he felt much more confident. This guy was trying to die in different ways in front of Li Shimin but died. If you have any understanding of Li Shimin, I am afraid that Empress Changsun could not compare to him.

After thinking about it, Qin Hao asked, "I always feel a little strange about this matter, but I can't figure out what's going on. I wonder if the teacher can solve my doubts."

Wei Zheng smiled and glanced at him, as if he was very satisfied with this smart student asking him for advice.

"Your feeling is a bit unreasonable. If it were Wei Ting or Wei Kuangbo, it would never be so inferior."

Qin Hao continued, "If it were made by Fatty Wei himself, he didn't seem to have such great energy. He is a dignified young master of Dali Temple, and he is not a small official."

Wei Zheng smiled and said, "That's true, so the only possibility is that the brat pulled their big banner to make tiger skins. At least Wei Ting didn't know about it, but Dali Temple moved again."

Qin Hao frowned and said, "If you say that, wouldn't you confirm with Wei Ting before Dali Temple takes action? I still can't believe that such a big deal was done by a mere dandy."

Wei Zheng curled his lips and said, "Look at that Shaoqing, he seems to be here to help the Wei family. He is clearly a cheater of the Wei family. In terms of official positions, he is even more than the magistrate of County Magistrate Du. Do you think he is a fool?"

Qin Hao suddenly realized and said, "You mean that on the surface, the Wei family was dealing with me, but in fact someone was dealing with the Wei family through me?"

"Yes, that's right, and at the beginning, Fatty Wei was pretending to be a tiger-powered person in the name of the Wei family. They just followed the situation. At that time, no matter how the Wei family picked it, they would not be able to pick it clean. If the victims rioted and the saint became angry, no one knew what the consequences would be. I can guess who the mastermind behind the scenes, do you want to know?"

Qin Hao's head was like a rattle, and he had no interest in who was the so-called mastermind behind the scenes. Since he was not his enemy, why did he worry about that?

This person's purpose is nothing more than two types, either a harem battle. Wei Kuangbo's daughter is the famous Wei Nizi. She was originally the concubine of Wang Shichong. She was directly taken as a forbidden body on the day Li Er broke the city, which gave Zhaorong a status. You can imagine that her appearance is beautiful.

Wei Zhaorong is now full of favors. Although Queen Changsun and Li Er are a loving couple, what about men? The wife in the family is virtuous and the love is loving, well... everyone understands this.

Either, he went for Wei Ting. Wei Ting is now the Minister of Personnel and Fang Xuanling's confidant. In a few years in history, he should be promoted to the Minister of the Yellow Sect, which is likely to involve political struggles at the prime minister level.

No matter which one it is, it is not something that Qin Hao can get involved with his little arms and legs.

Well... It seems that no matter which purpose is, Changsun Wuji is very suspicious, just killing two birds with one stone. Oh! I don’t know anything about the crime.

Wei Zheng was very satisfied with Qin Hao's performance. In fact, even if Qin Hao really asked him, he didn't plan to tell him. Just like Qin Hao thought, the mastermind behind the scenes was not his enemy, and the level was too high for him now, and it would be of no use to know.

Although Wei Zheng always talked about Confucianism, he was not actually a pedantic person. At least he had rebelled with Li Mi. He knew very well that even if the saints are wise and powerful now, his talents are amazing, no matter how good the political team is, it is impossible for him to have no internal struggle at all.

For example, he and Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji, everyone has a good relationship on the surface, but in fact there is still a little bit of disagreement.

As for the dangers in the harem, it is definitely not something that ministers can get involved.

It is not too strange for a young man to be premature, but those who can do the six words "knowing advance and retreat" and knowing gains and losses" are definitely rare among young people. The young man is too sharp and cannot escape the end of losing his sword. However, his disciple seems to be deeply impressed by the way of a gentleman hiding his weapon.

Wei Zheng still asked, "If you have any ideas, you can discuss with your teacher."

Qin Hao replied: "The situation in the court cannot be guessed by the disciple. But the master decides everything, and the disciple has no objection."

"Very good, disciple, you can rest assured. You would rather take it from straightforwardness than seek it in the slightest life. But if anyone thinks that being a teacher will not be politically infighted, it would be a big mistake. Since I bullied my disciple, my master will have to give you this anger."
Chapter completed!