Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 113 Just Said I Died Suddenly
They are all educated and well-educated noble children, why can't they recite Jiujiu songs?
Because the direction of reading is different.

If Qiao'er were to test their poems, these noble children would generally be able to answer them fluently, but arithmetic was not valued at all in the Tang Dynasty, except for those who were particularly interested, basically no one would learn it.

Jiujiuge originated in the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, and has been passed down to the present because there are specialized mathematics talents who wrote books, engraved on bamboo slips, and spread it among the people.

The irony is that many folk craftsmen will recite a few nine-nine songs when building houses, because this thing can be used in production and construction, but the children of the aristocratic class are not involved in production, so few people know about it.

To be stumped by a question raised by a five-year-old child is simply a shame and a shame for these princes and powerful children.

Moreover, they have all heard of the question raised by this five-year-old child. Although the "Nine Nine Songs" is not widely circulated among scholars, they have heard the name after all, and they probably understand the meaning. Even a few of them I can also recite a few sentences.

But Qiao'er said that it was... difficult for them to recite it completely.

From the perspective of noble children, arithmetic is useless, and no one learns useless things, so no one can memorize the simplest and most basic nine-nine songs in arithmetic.

Qiao'er actually didn't intend to embarrass them, but just wanted to show off his authority, let the children in Zhuangzi see Mr. Xiao's demeanor, and let them see how Mr. Xiao had academic exchanges with the children of powerful and powerful people.

Especially when communicating with each other, he is neither humble nor overbearing. Do you love such a little gentleman?

It's just that Mr. Xiao didn't expect that they couldn't even recite the most basic Jiujiu songs.

It has to be said that in terms of arithmetic alone, this group of princes and powerful children are really not as good as Qiao'er.

Li Qinzai had already started training Qiao'er to recite Jiujiu songs. After a few days, Qiao'er had recited Jiujiu songs by heart, and he knew them by heart. That's why Qiao'er had the confidence to ask this question today.

Seeing the ugly faces of the rich and powerful children looking at each other, Qiao'er opened her eyes wide: "No way? No way? No one can't even recite Jiujiu song?"

The rebellious prince stepped forward, clenched his fists and said angrily, "Little brat, don't go too far!"

The leading prince hurriedly grabbed him, his face became serious, and he said in a low voice: "Young brother, don't be reckless. He is Li Qinzai's son. How did the father explain to us when we came?"

Only then did the prince who was about to strike hold back his anger.

Qiao'er stood in front of them calmly, while a group of children from the village behind them cheered.

After all, Qiao'er was more mature, so she didn't laugh or mock, but the smug look on her little face was still hard to hide.

The guests were silent with livid faces, and the children in the Zhuangzi clapped their hands in applause, and the demons danced wildly. This scene was very similar to the red boy who caught Tang Seng, and was waiting for the monkey to jump out and burn him with a real fire of three flavors.

The leading prince squatted down and said with a smile: "We used to read classics and history, and we have never memorized Jiujiu songs. Can you memorize them?"

Qiao'er said triumphantly, "Of course I can recite it."

Then before the prince could speak, Qiao'er folded her hands behind her back and began to recite word by word.

"One is one, one two is two, two two is four..."

After memorizing 81, it was absolutely perfect. Qiao'er puffed up her chest, with a look of arrogance that she had already grasped the truth of the world.

The prince smiled wryly, and turned his head to look at the group of powerful children behind him.

Everyone looked embarrassed.

Qiao'er blinked: "You can't even recite Jiujiu songs, if my father asks questions, you probably won't be able to?"

"Is it difficult for your father to come up with a question?"

Qiao'er's small face wrinkled: "It's hard, I can't even understand it. What about chickens and rabbits in the same cage, what about driving at a constant speed, and they said that they will learn gravity in the future, what about calculus...have you all heard of these things?"

Everyone became more and more embarrassed and speechless. A few words from a five-year-old child shattered their arrogance.

Not only have they never heard of the questions that Qiao'er said, but with their IQ, they are not even worthy of listening to the questions.

At this time, everyone also understood why the emperor selected a group of people from the prince and many powerful children to study with Li Qinzai, and repeatedly urged everyone to be respectful in words and prudent in deeds.

why?Because of the knowledge Li Qinzai mastered.

Everyone didn't know how advanced this knowledge was, so when they entered the village, they still had an air of arrogance.

No one is willing to leave the bustling Chang'an and come to this remote village where birds don't lay eggs. It's just that the emperor has a decree, and everyone has to follow.

Until now, a five-year-old child stopped them at the entrance of the village, and then overwhelmed them with the simplest questions. Not only that, but a lot of knowledge that the child could not understand came out of his mouth.

These incomprehensible knowledge still make them feel frustrated and hit hard.The arrogance and arrogance he had when he entered the village disappeared unconsciously.

The prince and the children of the rich and powerful are all well-educated people. They can look down on people, but they are not allowed to look down on knowledge.

The leading prince duanduan bowed to Qiao'er, and said solemnly: "Li Sujie apologized to Mr. Xiaolang, can I break my promise for what happened just now? We really want to visit your father at this moment."

The people behind him also bowed one after another, the rebellious prince snorted softly, and saluted reluctantly.

With so many people saluting, Qiao'er suddenly found the feeling of Mr. Xiao again, and her little face became serious.

"You guys are like this, it's very difficult for me..." Qiao'er put on airs, her appearance was very similar to Li Qinzai's, but at this moment, her expression and demeanor seemed to be printed in the same mold as Li Qinzai, only a few sizes smaller.

"Please introduce me, Mr. Xiaolang, we... um, can I give you money? A lot of money." Li Sujie took out a delicate money bag from his bosom, and stuffed two small pieces of silver into Qiao'er's hand.

Qiao'er is still young and has no concept of money, but she also knows that it is a good thing.

Resolutely stuffing the money into his bosom, Qiao'er turned around and ran away, looked at Li Sujie and the others from a long distance, and said innocently: "Are you stupid? I'm just a child, how can I stop you from seeing my father?" ?”

Li Sujie and others were startled when they heard the words, but after thinking about it carefully, it really was the case. We came here for an order, so we couldn't see Li Qinzai, and Li Qinzai didn't dare to see them.

So, the person who begged for mercy and gave money just now was blocked by a five-year-old child at the entrance of the village and almost returned to Chang'an. Why?
Qiao'er giggled from afar, and everyone gritted their teeth.

"This little bastard really has the charm of his father back then..." A wealthy son said angrily. Everyone knew Li Qinzai's reputation, but he didn't expect such a young son to be a bastard.

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Entering the village, follow the road to find the most luxurious courtyard in the village. Li Sujie and others got off their horses in front of the gate of the courtyard, and handed over invitations to see Li Qinzai.

Li Qinzai was rubbing mud balls in the backyard garden, yes, he was so innocent.

Niwan is for Qiao’er. Children are still young, they can’t just study, but also have fun. Otherwise, when they grow up, they will recall their childhood with books and knowledge. Such memories are not enough to support adults through difficult times. downside.

Knead the clay pellets into several small balls. After rubbing, it is not enough. The small balls should be sent to the pottery kiln to be fired. After the clay pellets are made and polished, it will be a new toy.

Dig a few holes in the ground and experience the joy of playing marbles when you were young?
After rubbing hundreds of clay balls, Li Qinzai stood up and beat his old waist. At this time, Guanshi Song hurried over to tell Wu Shaolang that there was a guest outside asking to see him.

Li Qinzai's reaction was the same as Qiao'er's, the first feeling that came to mind was rejection and boredom.

Neither father nor son were very hospitable people.

"Who is it again? Is my family running an inn? Cats and dogs from all over the world are running to my house, but they are gone!" Li Qinzai said impatiently.

Song Guanshi said in embarrassment: "I'm afraid I can't see Wu Shaolang. They said that they followed the emperor's will, and the leader seems to be a prince..."

Li Qinzai was shocked, according to the order, the prince...

Thinking of Li Zhi telling him on the day he left that he would have to worry about a guest coming in a few days.

Li Qinzai suddenly understood what was going on.

What the hell, the cow presses its head forcibly without drinking water.

He didn't want to go to the Imperial College to teach, so Li Zhi asked the students to find him?Do people who are emperors need to be a little more respectable?
"Song Guanshi, you go out and tell them that Li Qinzai died suddenly last night. His body is still fresh and steaming. The mansion is preparing for a funeral. Go and speak with a sad expression. You'd better squeeze a few tears... ..."

Song Guanshi's face was ugly and he said: "Wu Shaolang,... don't make trouble!"

(End of this chapter)