Young Master Gao? Call me Little Grand Secretary!

Gao Zhao didn't take the minor conflict in the dormitory to heart at all, mainly because he didn't suffer any loss!

After finishing his meal, Gao Zhao returned leisurely, without any obstacles on his way. He thought the headmaster was going to lock the door and make things difficult for him, which would be perfect for him to make things even bigger!

Since the other party isn't causing trouble, let's just let it go. After all, I, the young master, have always been kind to others!

Back in the dormitory, Su Mian and another student continued studying, while Fan Tong sat to the side in a daze. Clearly, his resounding words that day had touched the depths of his soul!

"Little Fan, you shouldn't be sad, you should be happy!" Gao Zhao had finished eating and woken up, and his mood had returned to normal. Although he looked about the same age as Fan, he was actually much older than him. Seeing the child so depressed, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him and wanted to give him some advice!

This is normal. He has a habit of being a know-it-all. Not to mention Fan Tong, he has advised all the previous No. 8 and No. 88!

Even during the daytime, when he was in the brothel, he often tried to persuade the ladies, but when they came to him asking him to redeem them, he refused, feeling that these women had no sense of boundaries!

But with Fan Tong, there was no such concern; one could confidently and boldly advise him.

Fan Tong heard the sound, looked up, and stared blankly at him with empty eyes.

Gao Zhao then said gently, "Today you've seen the true nature of that scoundrel, the headmaster. Stay away from him from now on!"

A strange look flashed in Fan Tong's eyes. His lips moved slightly as he slowly said, "Do you think I don't know what kind of person he is? Do you think I befriended him because I thought he was a good person? Do you think I was upset because I discovered his true colors?"

The three questions in a row left Gao Zhao completely bewildered!

Fan Tong then added, "I followed him around, flattering and ingratiating myself, simply because he was the head of the dormitory. As for what kind of person he was, I didn't care at all!"

Gao Zhao paused for a moment, then laughed and shook his head, saying, "So you're sad now because I let him show his true colors, and you can't please him anymore?"

Fan Tong nodded and said, "He'll avoid me out of guilt, and I'll lose face by hanging out with him again!"

"Haha...you're very honest!" Gao Zhao laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and turned back to his cubicle.

Fan Tong is a very snobbish person, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Life is tough, and everyone has their own way of surviving, which is normal!

Just like Lu Zhishen, who was crude and vulgar, he would start fighting at the slightest disagreement, seeking revenge with gusto!

Like Lin Chong, he was patient, submissive, and willing to compromise, seeking only a peaceful life!

It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, right or wrong, as long as you can bear the corresponding consequences!

Gao Zhao picked up the book and glanced at it a few more times, then felt that the light was too dim for reading, so he turned off the light and went to sleep!

……

The next morning, he was woken up by Su Mian, and they went to the lecture hall together.

On the way, Gao Zhao found himself quite amusing, getting up early and going to class late, only to have his mind go completely blank...

Today in the lecture hall, the professor did not lecture on the major classics, but on the Analects. Gao Zhao still had some impression of this, but as he listened, he couldn't help but frown.

The doctor's explanation was very different from the old man's!

He asked the student next to him with surprise, "Is Dr. Shen's explanation of the Analects different from what I've heard elsewhere before?"

The student glanced at him and whispered, "What the professor is teaching is the modern Chinese style; what you heard before was probably the classical Chinese style! The modern Chinese style emphasizes meaning and principles, while the classical Chinese style emphasizes textual exegesis; naturally, there are differences!"

Gao Zhao nodded, but then suddenly felt something was wrong. What the old man said was also a matter of principle!

He wanted to ask more questions, but seeing that the student was listening attentively, he didn't want to disturb him any further and had to give up.

After the class was over, he slipped away again and waited by the wall. Not long after, he saw the old man walking over with his hands behind his back.

Gao Zhao hurriedly stepped forward, took out a wine pouch and handed it to him, saying with a smile, "This time we've changed to a different place, why don't you try it?"

The old man gladly accepted the drink, took a sip, then frowned slightly, his face showing displeasure.

Gao Zhao asked in surprise, "What? Is it bad? I've had this wine before, and I thought it was quite good!"

The old man looked at him, shook his head, and said, "You are still young, your body hasn't fully developed, how can you go to a place like the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, a place teeming with predators!"

"Holy crap!" Gao Zhao jumped in surprise, his face full of disbelief, pointing at the old man and saying, "You...you can really tell which brand of wine it is! And how do you know so much about the brothels in Tokyo?!"

"You reek of perfume, are you that hard to guess?" the old man retorted, then sat down to the side and asked, "Has the matter you mentioned before been resolved?"

Gao Zhao circled him, still looking shocked. Hearing his question, he instinctively replied, "It's resolved. My friend has been released. However, the person who plotted against him wasn't the judge, but someone else!"

"Yes, that makes more sense!" The old man nodded and said, "It's not worth risking killing someone over a momentary argument that doesn't involve any adjustments or amendments!"

Gao Zhao suspected the old man was just being wise after the event, and curled his lip, saying, "So you guessed it all along?"

"Just a reasonable guess!" the old man waved his hand and laughed. "It's inevitable to encounter those heartless and insane people who act without considering the consequences!"

"You've said both the good and the bad!" Gao Zhao rolled his eyes, sat down to the side, and sighed, "It's a pity I didn't get a chance to mess with that judge!"

"Since your friend wasn't harmed by that judge, and he never provoked you, why are you holding a grudge?" the old man laughed. "You should be more open-minded!"

Oh right, my previous guess was wrong, so I really shouldn't keep thinking about getting revenge!

However, upon hearing the old man say that he was narrow-minded, Gao Zhao became displeased again and raised his voice, "Do you think I want to deal with him because he offended me? Narrow-minded! I want to punish him and rid the people of this scourge because he is an official who colludes with lawbreakers and harms the people!"

"This is justice!" Gao Zhao emphasized, speaking with great righteous indignation!

"Hehe, good!" The old man chuckled dismissively, going along with his words, "It's not impossible for you to deal with him, but a good hunter needs enough patience! Just like that emperor in the palace, you need to be patient and take things slowly!"

Gao Zhao turned his head blankly, looking at the old man's unfathomable appearance, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

What was he saying? He said that Emperor Huizong of Song was a good hunter, patient and patient. I know you admire your own emperor, but when we praise someone, we can't ignore the facts!

The old man glanced at him, seemingly understanding his thoughts, and smiled slightly, saying, "The late emperor died without an heir, but Emperor Shenzong had many children. Why do you think the throne would fall into the hands of a lonely and helpless emperor?"

Gao Zhao pursed his lips, just about to say that he was lucky.

The old man, however, asserted confidently: "The current emperor is a master of political maneuvering!"