Seeing that he liked it, Duan Zheng greeted the man and made an appointment to take Rong Zhuo with him when he was resting.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as the sky, just the day before the rest, things changed.

Ji Xiunian, who has never been very strict, suddenly assigned them "homework" and asked each student to write a strategy theory to bring back after returning home. specific requirements.

Rong Zhuo was caught off guard by this policy theory, and everyone was stunned.

It may not be difficult for the students of Guozixue to think about policy theory, but for a person who does not belong to this era, it is not so simple.

Because a good policy theory, writing is second, and the most important thing is to put forward constructive opinions on the political issues of the dynasty. Rong Zhuo's time in this world was too short, and he didn't have much chance to understand the affairs of the DPRK before, so asking him to write policy theory was basically a black eye.

In other words, this difficulty is probably similar to asking an ancient person who has traveled to modern times to write a proposal for the governance of the contemporary network environment.

After school that day, Rong Zhuo didn't even bother to go up to Xun Huan Building, and went home directly.

He asked Jindouzi to help and found all the strategies in the study.

In fact, he has read some of these policy theories before, not only the policy theories, but also many things written by the original owner. But obviously, seeing policy theory and being able to write policy theory are not the same thing.

If it is based on his current personality, it is not impossible to write a random copy and submit it.

But he didn't want to do it, not only because he was afraid of Mr. Ji's scolding, nor because he was afraid that Father Rong would look back and beat him when he saw it, but he didn't want to leave too many traces of him on this real thing.

"Master, why do you want to read the original strategy?" Jin Douzi asked in confusion.

"Nothing, I just think these things are well written." Rong Zhuo smiled.

He is doing such nonsense now, disregarding his reputation, to protect himself and his family.

But when it was not necessary, he didn't want to destroy the thing that Rong Zhuo cared about.

Probably because he and the original Rong Zhuo had some kind of wonderful fate in the dark, so since the book was written, he always had a little unclear resonance with the original Rong Zhuo, he knew what the other party really cared about. what is something.

Not fame and fortune, not the false name that brought him disaster, only the safety of his family and the articles he wrote.

This is why Rong Zhuo was reluctant to continue to help Mr. Ji organize his manuscripts, and he was also reluctant to publish any insights in Guozixue.

Because articles like this, as long as you have written it, others will remember it.

No matter how foolish he is now, in the eyes of Mr. Ji and the others, Rong Zhuo's article still stays in the original impression.

So this policy theory, he did not know how to write.

But if he doesn't write, there will still be new problems.

When the time comes, Mr. Ji will definitely ask the reason if his policy theory cannot be delivered.

If he can't give a reasonable explanation, what will Mr. Ji think?

Thinking about it carefully, Father Rong tolerated his nonsense during this period of time, and most of the credit should be attributed to Mr. Ji. At the beginning, didn't know how Mr. Ji told his father Rong, so that the other party calmly accepted his son's nonsense.

So once Mr. Ji becomes suspicious of him, or wants to unite with Father Rong to correct his "nonsense", then Rong Zhuo will be completely useless...

Thinking of it this way, he couldn't escape the strategy this time.

If he had to write, then the thing he had to worry about was how not to write too much on the theory.

It's best to have something in this theory, but not too much attention.

That night, Rong Zhuo locked himself in the study and studied the strategy for the night.

But the more he looked, the more tired he became, and in the end he couldn't come up with any good solution.

He couldn't help but think, if his body in modern society did not die but was rescued and exchanged with Rong Zhuo in the original book, then the other party is probably worrying about the English test at this time, right?

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little pity with the other party.

"Young Master, you haven't slept all night?" Jin Douzi was startled when he woke up in the morning and saw that he was still in the study.

"It's dawn?" Rong Zhuo got up and looked out, and sure enough, it was already bright outside, "Get some water and let me wash."

Jindouzi didn't know what he was going to do, but he prepared water according to his words.

Rong Zhuo hurriedly washed up, ate a few more hastily, and went out alone.

He went to Zhou Mansion and planned to ask Zhou Feng for help.

Zhou Feng didn't think much of it when he heard that the guest was coming, but when he saw that it was Rong Zhuo, he was immediately confused.

Rong Zhuo came by himself today, and he didn't bring a servant with him. After seeing Zhou Feng, he smiled at him, looking rather embarrassed.

"Young Master Rong, why are you here?" Zhou Feng asked.

"I didn't bother you, did I?"

"No, no, come in." Zhou Feng warmly brought people in and led them directly into his study.

Treating guests according to the rules usually has to go to the front hall of the house. The reason why Zhou Feng led people into the study was because he was afraid that Rong Zhuo would mention "big strong" in front of others.

After all, the people in his manor didn't know that there was a servant named Da Zhuang in the Zhou mansion.

"Young Master Rong, sit down first, and I will tell them to make a pot of tea." Zhou Feng arranged for him to sit down and hurried out of the study.

He found his little servant, gave a few words to the other party, and then went back.

"Why didn't you see Da Zhuang?" Rong Zhuo asked casually.

"He went out to do something for me, but he hasn't come back yet." Zhou Feng said.

"Oh...Brother Zhou, I'm here to trouble you with something." Rong Zhuo scratched the tip of his nose awkwardly, and said bravely, "I haven't written a strategy for a long time, and I don't know how to start. The hand is born, and I want to come to you to discuss a thing or two."

"You are too polite, Young Master Rong. You are the best person in our Guozixue to write policy and theory." Zhou Feng said.