God-level prince of the Tang Dynasty

This is not just a little bit of writing. A Ji Zhongqiu Ji has more than 3000 words. It is not easy to read each word.

No, everyone began to smile knowingly. Right now, I'm afraid it will make Li Chengqian look bad.

When Cheng Chumo saw that Li Chengqian was hesitant, he laughed and said, "Sure enough, you're talking big, and you can memorize "Spring and Autumn" like a fluent one, but you memorized it! Memorized it!"

Cheng Chumo is aggressive, but Li Chengqian is indifferent.

But the more indifferent he is, the more ridiculed he is.

Someone said: "Fang Yizhi, you are too ruthless, let him recite the Ji Zhongqiu Ji! I think he can't even recognize the words? Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

"Let's watch a good show! Let's see how he justifies his words!"

Li Chengqian ignored everyone, and began to mutter:

"[Zhongqiu] One day: the moon in mid-autumn, the sun is at the corner, and the morning glory is faint..."

Wow, everyone was in an uproar.

"He... he started to recite!"

"He can't memorize all of them, more than 3000 words!"

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Chapter 13 Can't guess!

Li Chengqian ignored their expressions and continued reading.

"Taste hemp with a dog, first offer sacrifices to the sleeping temple. It's the moon, you can build a city, build a capital, wear a sinus, and build a warehouse..."

While he was reading, he gave everyone a pause in their hearts, and it seemed that he really wanted to read out each word one by one.

With the passage of time, Li Chengqian has already followed the second paragraph of "On Wei", and has no intention of stopping at the same time.

At the same time, someone has already opened this book and compared it word by word. As long as he has a little mistake, they will definitely point it out, but they are disappointed. Li Chengqian is like reading a book in front of him. Each word has already been imprinted in his mind.

Fang Yi lost his voice and said:

"This...impossible!"

He wrote the title, but Li Chengqian really recited it according to his intention.

The crowd was in an uproar again, and Li Chengqian saw shock, bewilderment, and doubt in their eyes...

He knew that this pretense was half the battle, and he couldn't stop.

This article has not been finished, so he memorized it patiently.

"...The husband is born to the enemy, and the enemy is born to me. How can we not be aware of it? This soldier is also the best. Life and death depend on knowing this."

When he finished reciting, everyone was stunned, with surprise on their faces, just like them, it was impossible for them to recite this article verbatim, and they were still dragged to recite it. That is tantamount to knowing all the books in your chest.

Therefore, everyone began to admire this eight-year-old child.

At the same time put away the heart of contempt.

Li Chengqian frowned, then it will be his turn next.

"how?"

Someone replaced Fang Yi and said straightly: "I can't write a single word, and recite it perfectly! It's really amazing!"

Li Chengqian smiled, and then said: "I've solved your problem, come on! It's me this time."

Cheng Chumo scratched his head and said in a low voice: "Can you... can you only publish the texts in the Book of Songs? Because I'm not familiar with the others!"

His words caused everyone to laugh, how can there be such a thing, let others only publish the title of the book.

Fang Yi yelled: "Cheng Chumo, you are too weak, you actually took the initiative to give in!"

"Who said I want to let you memorize the text?"

Li Chengqian's rhetorical question made the two of them happy. If they don't endorse, then everything is easy to say. After all, there are many scriptures. If they happen to choose something they don't know, it will be embarrassing.

Cheng Chumo asked, "Then what question do you want to ask?"

"It's very simple, a riddle!"

Riddles... Now everyone is wondering, come to Guozixue to come up with riddles, what is the operation?

"Okay, as long as it's not memorized, you can publish it!"

"Listen well, I'll come up with a question! If you can guess it, I'll give you a thousand wen each; if you can't guess it, how about giving me a thousand wen each?"

Not only Cheng Chumo and Fang Yizhi, but everyone around them pricked up their ears and wanted to know what kind of riddle Li Chengqian was posing.A riddle worth [-] Wen!

Erhuo Cheng Chumo directly agreed: "Okay! I want to see what the riddle is!"

Now the four guards understood that this is what Li Chengqian said about making money, but they still thought too simply, and Li Chengqian thought more.

Fang Yizhi also agreed, they didn't believe that they would lose to an eight-year-old child.

Li Chengqian began to pick up a pen and write on the paper:

Where is water without fish?What mountain has no stone?What tree has no branches?What son has no father?Why a woman without a husband?What city has no city?

As soon as this question came out, everyone started to scratch their heads, expressing that it was very difficult.

This is not a riddle, it is simply an unsolvable problem!

At the same time, some people also said that this kind of problem is really rare, and it really can't be solved without some level of strength.

Their views on Li Chengqian are changing.

Someone said: "What a great literary accomplishment it takes to reach this level!"

"No, it's really amazing! To be able to come up with such a topic must have very strong literary attainments."

"But he's only eight or nine years old."

"Could it be a child prodigy?"

"Eight success is so!"

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