Wu Zheng was a little surprised and hurriedly said with a smile: "Dad has taught me a lesson, but my son cannot make the decision on this matter. Please forgive me."

Looking at his father who was drinking sips, Wu Zheng whispered: "Dad, follow your son to the general's mansion?"

"Don't go." Dad Wu said firmly.

"Look, it's not safe here. At least for my son, can you be more idle, right?"

"Enjoy? What do I want to be idle?" Wu Dad pointed at Wu Zheng's nose and cursed, "If it weren't for the rules of his ancestors, the Wu family would not be an official. With your father's literary talent, the Jinshi dare not say it, and the fame of Juren is within reach... You and your father dare not even think about it, but you and your uncle who died early broke the rules completely."

Wu Zheng was scolded for some reason, but after savoring it carefully, it seemed that he had some understanding of his father's entanglement, "My son is unfilial!"

"I want to go back to Wuzhuang, I miss Wuzhuang."

Wu Zheng was shocked, "Although the war was in a standstill at this time, the enemy chief Duoduo was leading a large army to stock up in Ningbo Prefecture, and both sides could start a war at any time. Dad must not return to Wuzhuang at this time... In this way, when the entire territory of Zhejiang is recovered in the future, will his son send Dad back to Wuzhuang?"

"When dad gets old... people will miss home, and leaves return to their roots." Dad Wu sighed, "You have grown up and don't need dad anymore. I thought, go back to Wuzhuang to open a private school, so that the half-grown children in Shining Town will have hope. They can not only benefit the countryside, but also not waste the books you have been studying for most of your life."

Wu Zheng felt aroused that his father was alone and lonely.

So he said, "Dad himself said that I dare not think about the Jinshi, and the juren is at his fingertips. How can you be so talented as a private school...or, my son will find a... lack of it for you?"

Unexpectedly, Dad Wu glared and cursed: "Beast! Do you want your father to start the game? Where is the family tradition?"

Wu Zheng lamented in his heart, and was scolded for being kind.

He had no choice but to say, "Why would my son submit a petition to the court and ask the court to change his son's title of Duke of the State to the State to the Dad. In this way, can the son be legitimate to his father?"

"You think the court was owned by your family? You can also be given a title privately, which is ridiculous!" Mr. Wu said with a beard and glaring.

Wu Zheng said helplessly: "How about you, daddy takes the General Seal and enter the General's Mansion?"

"Bah... Your father, I am full of talent, is true, but you let your father, a scholar who is powerless to control the arrogant soldiers and generals under your command?"

Wu Zhengtou was a little dizzy, and he was not a human inside and outside, so he could only shut up and stop talking.

Wu Xiaomei chuckled and said, "I heard that my brother opened a martial arts lecture hall in Songjiang Mansion, why not…?"

Wu Zheng was stunned, "Dad is willing to go to the martial arts hall? Didn't Dad say... Isn't he so powerful?"

Old Dad Wu's face became gloomy and he was about to attack.

Wu Xiaomei said anxiously: "Brother misunderstood. I mean, since my father has the intention to start a private school to teach and educate people, it is better for us to run a private school in Hangzhou Prefecture. In this way, my father doesn't have to rush back to Wuzhuang."

Wu Zheng suddenly realized, his eyes lit up, and a bold idea suddenly formed in his mind.

He patted his head several times and said, "It turns out that my sister knows Daddy, this thing can really happen!"

He turned around and asked Dad Wu, "Dad is willing to do it in his heart?"

Mr. Wu's face slowly slowed down and said, "It's not impossible, but aren't the half-aged children in Wuzhuang without any education?"

Wu Zheng held it hard and almost burst out laughing, "Dad, if we want to do it, we will do it, and Dad will be the principal, so that half of the older children in the three palaces can study... Yes, we not only do it, but also tuition free, so that the people of the three palaces can study regardless of their wealth."

Mr. Wu was stunned instead, and he said, "Our Wu family doesn't have that much money, hundreds of acres of land, more than a dozen shops, and there is only one ancestral hall."

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry. My son will do this and make Dad satisfied."

Dad Wu suddenly said, "Son, Dad has something to say first."

"Dad, you said."

"The Wu family is not rich, but it can also be called a middle-class family. The Wu family is not a scholarly family, but my father has also taught you the way of sages when he is young."

"yes."

"Some things cannot be done, some money cannot be taken." Old Dad Wu pointed to the wing and said, "Those things, I took them, ate them, and died young."

"Yes. Dad has taught me a lesson, my son remembered it." Wu Zhengzheng said, "But my son also has something to say to Dad."

"Tell me."

"If you take one or two percent of the wealthy family in the three provinces, you can let the children of the people in the three provinces study from now on. Is this a matter not what my father said?"

Dad Wu blinked, stunned for a while, and suddenly said furiously: "Beast, do you want to make your father rebellious?"

Wu Zheng was so scared that he stood up subconsciously, turned around, and raised his foot. This posture lasted for a long time.

Finally, under the contemptuous look of Wu Xiaomei and Song An, he slowly lowered his raised feet.

"Cough." Wu Zheng sat down slowly and said, "Dad, my son has no choice. Do you know that the court collected the taxes from the three governments. This is right, and the son recognized it. But so many troops have to support him, and the salary of the soldiers under his son has always been twice as much as the salary of the Beijing Guards. But the court allocated the salary of the Beijing Guards, and the son can ignore it. However, the three governments are in a mess and need more money. The son can only do something that steals and is difficult to enter the elegant hall. Although the villagers and the elders of the world may be scolded by the backbone, the son... has no regrets!"

Dad Wu stared at Wu Zheng, and Wu Xiaomei slowly stood up. Song An squatted halfway and quietly moved the stool under his butt away.

Unexpectedly, Dad Wu suddenly sighed and said, "It's right. Who is not difficult for the world to live? Your father took on this errand for just one word for your grandfather. Is it difficult for me to lose my mother's life for seventeen years? But your father has no regrets. In this life, I only do one thing well. With this, I can go to the spring to see your mother calmly and meet your grandfather."

Tears appeared in Dad Wu's eyes, "Sometimes I also think, eleven generations, just for a promise, is it worth it?"

Wu Xiaomei's tears fell down, and she shouted: "Dad... it's all my daughter's fault."

Mr. Wu squeezed out a smile on his bitter face, reached out and stroked the black hair on Wu Xiaomei's head tremblingly, and comforted him: "It has nothing to do with you, don't just pull it on yourself."

Dad Wu turned his face and faced Wu Zheng, and said in a deep voice: "If you have no regrets, do it. As long as you can face the ancestors of Quanxia calmly and consciously have a clear conscience, you can do anything."

Wu Zheng stood up and bowed, "Thank you for your teachings. I have another thing to ask for my father."

Dad Wu wiped his eyes from the side and said, "Tell me."

"I hope my father teaches students from the three provinces, and the word "loyalty" is the word "loyalty."

Mr. Wu's face gradually became calm, "What do you mean by your loyalty?"
Chapter completed!