Wei Zheng thought for a long time and finally found that even if he had shown his identity, he seemed to have no choice but to deal with him. He did not embezzle or accept bribes. Boss Huang was nominally donating food to the victims. This was Boss Huang's benevolence and righteousness. The victims' brothers were repaying their favor and helped unload the goods in advance. This was the kindness of the victims, and no coin had been put into a certain individual's pocket.

And the most important thing is that Qin Hao is not an official yet! He seems to be unable to control him.

As he thought about it, Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel cold sweat. Naturally, there was no problem with this matter. It not only solved the food problem of the victims but also built the Nancheng. It was also beneficial to the capital of this special period. But what really shocked Wei Zheng was this method.

What if he wanted was not food, but money? Who could he, the censor, go to? Xiao Du? He bought the dock out for the construction of the southern city wall. Is it wrong? Then is Qin Hao wrong? He is not an official, and even if he is, it is shameless to have no penny in it, and there is no corruption or bribery.

If someone else in the officialdom does this, how can I catch the evidence of this person?

It seemed that Wei Zheng had touched something, but he couldn't say it and could never understand it.

If Qin Hao knew Wei Zheng’s thoughts at this time, he would definitely laugh. This was already the most primitive method of bribery. Of course, it was still very advanced compared to the Tang Dynasty. The prime ministers of the Tang Dynasty used their power for personal gain, but they were still stuck in buying and selling official positions and forcing land to buy, which was a joke a thousand years later.

In the economic and social world a thousand years later, there are some methods that are a hundred times more difficult than Qin Hao's. The so-called elegant bribery means that I clearly use power for personal gain, but I can't catch any problem with the law a thousand years later. Qin Hao was also a small leader of radio and television before, and he could do it a little bit, let alone have never seen pork, have you seen pigs running? Such a basic sub-package of white gloves can be easily obtained.

Qin Hao squinted his eyes and looked around, confirming that everyone who came to eat today understood, so he continued: "It is of course a good thing for everyone to donate this food, but it is not allowed to let the victims eat for nothing. After all, the court also provides disaster relief, which is enough to ensure that they cannot starve to death. I think this is the case, so we beggars make some contribution to Luoyang, build the southern city wall, and use this food to pay the wages."

Well, there is nothing else to do except stones when building a city wall. Only labor and food are money, and other things are almost negligible.

In this way, using the city wall to cover the wharf, and using the monopoly advantage on the wharf to block the wealthy businessman's neck, he also needs the "cross-cutting fee" and then using the line-cutting fee to repair the city wall, a perfect closed loop was formed in this way.

And even the most important officials of the country like Wei Zheng, the world's outstanding people could not help but admire such methods.

Wei Zheng secretly said that this son is indeed not a thing in the pool. If he walks on the right path, he will be blessed by the country. If he walks on the wrong path, who can control it? Although it seems that Qin Hao is a kind person who is kind and righteous in the future should be a fellow man of our generation in the future, but at this age, it is the most critical stage in the development of personality. Thirteen-four, people hate dogs, and the nobles of heaven and Ergouzi of the village head are not much different from this point.

This man is an orphan who has no parents again. He is mingling with refugees and soldiers all day long. If he can't keep his true heart, or can't resist temptation, and accidentally walks on the wrong path, wouldn't it be the loss of the country?

Thinking of this, Wei Zheng couldn't help but secretly get a little bit of thought.

Until everyone finished talking and left, Qin Hao personally sent County Magistrate Du and Wei Zheng back to the county government. When there was no one, the more Wei Zheng looked at Qin Hao, the more he liked it. When he thought that no one would discipline him in the future, he felt that it was a pity for the Tang Dynasty to be replaced.

Finally, he said: "Boy, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

With a word, Qin Hao was stunned, and County Magistrate Du was also stunned.

County Magistrate Du was so envious and jealous that he was almost crazy. What kind of boy would be so lucky! The disaster year had already caught the eyes of the court. If he climbed up to Wei Zheng as his backer, his career would not be able to rise to the top!

The most important thing is that he is only thirteen!! If he doesn’t live for a short life, he will definitely be a reserve for the prime minister!

Qin Hao scratched his head after hearing this and said, "I know you must not be a simple person. If it is convenient, can you give your name?"

This is also the meaning. If you want to accept someone as your disciple, you have to tell them who you are. You can’t just kowtow if you just come to an old man.

"The original minister Wei Zheng."

“……………………”

Wei Zhengan sat quietly, and found that after he announced his name, Qin Hao had no reaction at all, and did not reply, and turned into a wooden man. After a long time, he couldn't help but push him.

"Ah, sorry uncle, I probably had hallucinations just now. I didn't hear what you were saying. What did you say you were called?"

"Uh...I am the prime minister Wei Zheng."

“…………”

Damn! Wei Zheng! Wei Zheng, a mirror of the eternal people! Wei Zheng, who was slapped at Li Shimin anyway! Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the dynasty, is alive!

Wait, what did he say just now? Want to accept me as his disciple? Wei Zheng wants to accept me as his disciple?

Qin Hao knew that if he wanted to stay in the Tang Dynasty, especially as a literati, he had to have a teacher. Not to mention anything else, he is an orphan whose parents died. When he was young, someone would have to tie his hair and someone would have to get his words for him.

What's more, the society of the Tang Dynasty was a typical aristocratic society. The aristocratic families almost monopolized everything. If they did not join this circle, it would be impossible for this grassroots to make a comeback.

Therefore, Qin Hao had long thought of becoming a disciple, and he did not underestimate himself. When this disaster year passed, with his fame, no great scholar would not refuse to accept himself. It should not be difficult to find a hug.

But who would have thought that without waiting for him to hug him, a glittering golden elephant leg would come over him.

But it was precisely because the golden elephant legs were too thick that Qin Hao was afraid to hug him for a moment. As long as he nodded, he would be inseparable from Wei Zheng in the future.

"Thank you for your love, boy dare not rush to the top."

"Well, since you have become my teacher, you will...you refuse in the future?"

Qin Hao nodded.

“…………”

“Why?”

"I don't want to be an official and walk into the court."

"Don't want to be an official? Then what do you want to do?"

"I am a casual person. I eat when I want to eat, sleep when I want to sleep, spend money when I make money, and starve when I can't make money. I don't want someone to bully me, nor do I want to bully others. How can I bend my head to serve the powerful and unhappy? "

魏征愣了好久,秦浩明显能感到他的愤怒,但最终还是忍住了,只是淡淡地说了四个字:年少轻狂.

Yes, frivolous, but not young.

Who would have thought that in the skin of this twelve or thirteen-year-old child, there was a soul in his forties, a soul tired of the officialdom, and had too many intrigues in his previous life. I remember that I was also full of energy when I was young, but in the past twenty years, I finally smoothed the edges and corners in the system, and I could never find the self again.

Now that I have been reborn in the skin of a young man, do I have to follow the old path? Even though I hugged Wei Zheng's thighs, the appointment and removal of officials in the early Tang Dynasty was extremely strict. After all, I could only start from a ninth-rank small official and slowly endure it. With this thigh, I might be able to wear a purple robe in twenty years, but what's the point?
Chapter completed!