A scholar of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

"Continue to do it, if it doesn't work in one year, it will be ten years." Li Tai said.

The servants around Li Tai understood that if these people can't make that thing, these craftsmen will never leave in this life, if they can make it, they will probably never see the light of day in this life, since recruiting these craftsmen from the very beginning, There is an ending.

Chapter 50 Fighting Li Chunfeng

These days, Li Chunfeng couldn't hold back anymore. He came to the small Taoist temple to look for Gu Qing. He met him in the palace. Years ago, my master told Yuan Tiangang that although this woman is a woman, she is destined to be an emperor and can be the son of heaven.

Looking at her face carefully, Li Chunfeng thought of Gu Qing's appearance as an emperor who ruled the world. Gu Qing's fate firmly suppressed Wu Mei's fate.

"Gu Qing, the Taoist priest of Li Chunfeng, is no longer here. Is there anything else?" Wu Mei saw Li Chunfeng standing there.

From a distance, Sun Simiao was packing the herbs in the Taoist temple, "Miraculous Doctor Sun, long time no see."

Sun Simiao straightened his back with difficulty, "Li Chunfeng!"

Li Chunfeng walked in, "It's been several years since we parted."

"Is Yuan Tiangang okay?" Sun Simiao asked.

"Master has passed away for some time." Li Chunfeng said, "Today I came to find Gu Qing to see if he is not here."

"That kid doesn't know where he went." Although he had nothing to do with Yuan Tiangang, he was still a little sad, "How did he get away?"

"It's a good walk." Li Chunfeng said, "Just before he left, he said that there would be big changes in the Tang Dynasty in a hundred years. At first, I thought it was Wu Mei, but after seeing Gu Qing, the lifeblood of the Tang Dynasty became more and more obvious. well."

"It's the luck of people." Sun Simiao put down the herbal medicine in his hand, "My disciple always said that fate is in his own hands, it's never predestined by heaven, and he also said that my fate is not up to me."

"Gu Qing's fate seems to be out of this world." Li Chunfeng looked serious.

"Pindao sometimes has this feeling, he seems to come from another world." Sun Simiao said.

Wu Mei cleaned the Po Tao Temple, and didn't hear what the two of them were talking about, humming the song she heard on her mobile phone.

"Old man, girl, I'm back, do you have anything to eat, I'm so hungry."

Gu Qing's lazy voice came from the door, Wu Mei heard that Gu Qing wanted to eat, and came to the stove to cook, but when Cheng Chumo came, she dragged her away, Gu Qing didn't even eat, thinking The little girl has already put Cheng Chumo on the blacklist of guests.

"Gu Qing, do you know this old man?" Li Chunfeng stroked his beard.

"I don't know you!" Gu Qing looked up at the other party, "Who are you?"

"I stood behind His Majesty in the palace, do you remember?" Li Chunfeng asked again.

"I don't remember!" Gu Qing tied the donkey and shouted inside, "Girl, put some pickles."

This guy didn't take himself seriously at all, and twitched the corner of his mouth vigorously. Li Chunfeng stepped forward, "Old man, it's Li Chunfeng!"

"Li Chunfeng?" Gu Qing suddenly realized, "Are you sick?"

"You are the only one who is sick!" Li Chunfeng looked at the boy's behavior and was furious.

"You are not sick, why do you ask my master?" Gu Qing said.

Li Chunfeng's face gradually turned pale...

Gu Qing helped Sun Simiao tidy up the herbs, "Master, he will not associate with this kind of person in the future, I heard that he seems to be crazy."

Li Chunfeng's face turned from white to green...

"Master, look." Gu Qing pointed at Li Chunfeng's face, "His face turns green and white for a while, and he is probably sick!"

"That's because of you!" Li Chunfeng stomped his feet and was about to leave. He couldn't talk to this person, and his life was simply shortened!After taking two steps and then stopping, what am I doing here.

Wu Mei warmed up the porridge and handed it to Gu Qing.

"Gu Qing, the old man asked you where you got the mystery of the multiplication formula." Li Chunfeng turned around and asked.

Gu Qing forcefully pushed the porridge into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. Gu Qing took another bite of the steamed bun, "I was taught by a math teacher in the past, and I don't know how he is now."

"Mathematics? Numeracy?" Li Chunfeng became interested, "Where is your teacher?"

"It's in a place where you can't find it no matter how hard you look." Gu Qing ate the porridge with a smile, and said to Li Chunfeng, "This multiplication table is simple, but there are even more difficult ones."

The table of multiplication formulas makes numerology easier. Li Chunfeng found that with this table of multiplication formulas, more people will learn the science of numerology in the future. He has seen the entire Tang Dynasty and he is considered a master of numerology.

"I will ask you again, what is more difficult than the multiplication table." Li Chunfeng took another step forward.

"I won't tell you." Gu Qing sneered, handed the bowl to Wu Mei, and swayed on the recliner.

"You!" Li Chunfeng yelled, "You are such an arrogant boy, who has a table of multiplication formulas and regards himself as a master of numerology? The old man will come to meet you today."

"Girl, I'm a little thirsty." Gu Qing said.

Wu Mei knew that Gu Qing liked to drink tea after meals, so she put tea leaves in a bamboo cup to brew with hot water and handed it to Gu Qing, "The tea leaves will be gone."

"It's okay, I have already asked the monk to pick tea leaves in the spring." Gu Qing said.

The cold wind blows Li Chunfeng's clothes, does this kid ignore himself...

"Gu Qing must not be rude." Sun Simiao saw that the atmosphere was not right.

The bored Gu Qing drank his tea and said to Li Chunfeng, "Actually, I respect you a lot. You are proficient in astronomy, calendar calculation, Taoism, and you have written a picture of the back with Yuan Tiangang. Naturally, your accomplishments are not comparable. I have never I consider myself a master of numerology, and I have no intention of fighting with you."

As soon as Li Tai arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, he heard voices inside. Li Chunfeng is here?

"Not in the mood to fight poor Taoists? What do you mean by your hypocritical attitude just now?" Li Chunfeng said aggressively, "You know how to count, and the old man asked you how much six hundred and thirty-nine cents are."

Gu Qing just thought about it for a while and said, "It's all two one three"

Li Chunfeng was a little surprised and asked again, "How much is twice seven thousand five hundred and forty-two!"

Talking about Gu Qing writing and drawing on the ground from a branch on one side, he replied after a while: "[-]!"

"This..." Li Chunfeng didn't even figure it out by himself. Why is this kid so fast? After a long time of mental calculation, it turned out to be [-]. How did he do the calculation? His eyes wandered and he noticed what Gu Qing wrote on the ground.

"What algorithm are you writing?" Li Chunfeng couldn't understand these strangely shaped characters.

"This is called a vertical formula." Gu Qing wiped off the numbers on the ground and rewritten them in crooked words, "An algorithm of numerology, the mystery of which can be compared to a table of multiplication formulas."

"Vertical? How to use it." Li Chunfeng stared at the ground.

"It's so cold, my toes are almost frozen." Gu Qing talked about it from left to right.

"Pindao asks you how to use this vertical style?" Li Chunfeng emphasized his tone.

Sun Simiao shook his head, "This boy taught those children to use the multiplication table and charged a penny. Li Chunfeng should forget it. This boy has an eye for money, and he doesn't look like a hawk if he doesn't see a rabbit."

Chapter 51