Royal Gold Magistrate

In front of the gate of the Zhou Mansion, the sky was dark.

Zhou Maoxue has been standing at the door for a long time with his burden on his back.

Since the imperial examination, he has not returned home.

He failed the imperial examinations many times, knew that he had no face, and wanted to make a big career, but was educated by the society again.

After tossing about, his face was ashamed, and now he had mixed feelings in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Maoxue raised his head and sighed, and knocked on the door.

The door opened slowly, and the door poked out from the crack.

Seeing that it was Zhou Maoxue, he immediately said pleasantly: "Ah, young master, you are back! The master sent someone to look for you, you are crazy, where have you been?"

Zhou Maoxue didn't say much, he opened the door and walked in.

Menzi hurriedly closed the gate, quickly caught up with Zhou Maoxue, and ran to the inner courtyard one step ahead of time to report.

Not long after, a figure walked from the inner courtyard to the front hall.

This person was dressed in casual clothes, tall and dignified, but there seemed to be some problems in the waist, and he was leaning on crutches in one hand.

The years have left traces on his face, but he is still resolute and humble.

The eyes under a pair of thick eyebrows were extremely sharp, and they were sizing up Zhou Maoxue at the moment.

Seeing his own father coming forward, Zhou Maoxue immediately tensed up: "Father..."

"You are not at home these days, and they sent people to search for you but they didn't find you. Where did you go?" Zhou Maoxue's heart tightened once again when Zhou Hong spoke.

"My son is staying at a friend's house for a few days..." Zhou Maoxue whispered.

How long will you stay?

Zhou Hongnong frowned.

He could feel that his son's demeanor was obviously wrong, and his temperament had also changed, but he couldn't tell exactly what changed.

"Go back to your room and change your clothes. Let the butler pack your things for you. After packing, come and see me in the study." Zhou Hong left without saying a word.

Zhou Maoxue secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he threw the burden to the housekeeper who had just stepped forward, and asked in a low voice: "Does my father know about my exam?"

The housekeeper whispered: "Got it, the master is very angry. I couldn't find you before, I smashed the teapot, and you had friends who came to visit before, but the master drove them away."

"Why did he drive my friend away!" Zhou Maoxue suddenly felt angry.

Seeing this, the steward hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Eldest young master, master knows that you didn't pass the exam, and he is bound to be angry, but you have been away for so many days, you can just talk about it after a while."

"Understood." Zhou Maoxue flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

The butler looked at his back and shook his head helplessly, and opened the bag to be washed by someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the package was opened, two letters floated down...

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When Zhou Maoxue returned to the room, the maid had already prepared the basin.

Just after changing her clothes and preparing to wash her face, a servant suddenly knocked on the door: "Eldest young master, the master wants to see you now, and asks you to go over immediately."

Hearing the servant's tone a little hasty, Zhou Maoxue felt a bad feeling in his heart.

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is no clue.

It's nothing more than failing the rankings, pulling myself over and scolding again, that's all.

Stopping his movements, Zhou Maoxue walked out quickly and came straight to Zhou Hong's study.

At this moment, Zhou Hong was writing something at his desk, and there were two letterheads spread out on the table.

Zhou Maoxue asked cautiously, "Father, what are you calling me for?"

Zhou Hong's men paused and put down the pen.

Picking up the two letters, he got up and walked slowly to Zhou Maoxue, staring at him and said, "You wrote these two things? Juzi gathered a crowd to make trouble in the Jianyehou Mansion, and you took the lead?"

Zhou Maoxue looked at the two letters, his eyes gradually frightened.

Got it!

At the beginning, I protested in front of the Jianyehou Mansion and wrote two articles, one for the emperor and one to refute science.

Too much time passed and he put it away and forgot.

It actually fell into the hands of my father.

Zhou Maoxue's brow was covered with cold sweat, "It's true that I wrote it, but Dad..."

Snapped!

Before Zhou Maoxue finished speaking, a swift and fierce slap was slapped on his face.

With a buzzing in Zhou Maoxue's ears, he fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.

"How did I give birth to such a bastard like you!" Zhou Hongbo was furious, with disappointment in his eyes, "Who asked you to take the lead in making trouble, and who asked you to go to the gate of the Jianyehou Mansion?"

"It's fine if you fail the imperial examination repeatedly, you are not that material, the old man admits it! But why did you do such a stupid thing!"

"Openly disobeying the imperial court's decree, failing the imperial examination and trying to find another way, a bunch of useless trash! You dare to mess with Fang Zhengyi, have you ever used your brain! How much trouble do you want to bring to your family!"

Zhou Maoxue fell to the ground, listening to his father's barrage of questions, his already aching face became even hotter.

Tried and tested, useless, trash, stupid...

Every sentence stuck in his heart.

Originally, I wanted to make a few quick remarks, but seeing Zhou Hong growl, Zhou Maoxue's inner stubbornness broke.

He slowly propped himself up, covered his face with one hand, looked at Zhou Hong, and said with a sneer, "Yes, I did it! But my ability to gather crowds is just to please the hearts of scholars all over the world. Why, is father still afraid of a Fang Zheng and a Is it?"

Zhou Hong's face turned green and pale, "Shut up! Is it as simple as you think?"

"I wrote a letter, and you immediately take the letter to Jianyehou's house to apologize, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Zhou Maoxue's tone was slightly mocking: "I'm not going! Although you are no longer in the court, you used to be the censor of Youdu, claiming to have disciples all over the world...Fang Zhengyi is only about the same age as me, and his status is also under yours. Are you afraid of him like a tiger?"

Zhou Hong suddenly raised the crutch in his hand, wanting to strike hard, but he gave Zhou Maoxue a stubborn look.

With a sigh, the crutches were slowly lowered...

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