Xia Lao wanted to see Shenmu Village, so Wu Zheng accompanied him to Shenyao Village for an afternoon, whether it was the terraced fields in front of the mountain or the Qingshui River behind the mountain, Xia Lao did not let go.

The more he looked at Xia Lao's heart, the more frightened he became, he never doubted Wu Zheng's talent, since Wu Zheng plagiarized a few Tang poems, everyone who knew him did not doubt his talent.

However, Xia Lao, a talented and learned young man, has seen a lot, but a talented and pragmatic person like Wu Zheng is still the first time he has seen him at this age.

Nothing else, just Xia Lao himself, when he was young, he was still a prodigy, he was a prodigy of Yuzhou civilization near and far, his experience back then can be described in one word, that is, open hanging, and the word he was born to know was specially invented to form him.

If you put him back then and Wu Zheng now, he must be more dazzling than Wu Zheng.

However, youth and frivolity often follow like a shadow, and they must be pragmatic......

Xia Lao thought about it, and when he began to know how to get rid of his buoyancy and start to be pragmatic, Good Oak was when he was forty years old!

That year, he was severely cheated in the officialdom, almost lost his life, and during the time he was locked up in prison, he began to know how to pay attention, so he fell his eyes from above to Lin.

But a person like Wu Zheng, at the age of twenty, knows that he is a down-to-earth and serious person, and Xia Lao is indeed the only one in his life.

Whether it is the terraced fields in front of the mountain, or the mountain road carved out of this cliff behind the mountain for horse-drawn carriages, which thing can be accomplished by only a few hundred rao cottages?

But under the leadership of Wu Zheng, this Shenmu Village just did it.

If someone asks Xia Lao now, you have a glorious life, have you ever thought about what your successor looks like?

Xia Lao will definitely be like Xia Zheng now, definitely like Xia Zheng.

Xia Lao has only accepted one disciple in his life, and that is His Majesty today, but will the emperor inherit his mantle?

Don't be funny, who can look up to you if you have someone to inherit, what if you are not a recognized Wenzong by the following people, no matter how big you are, you can still be bigger, no matter how high you are, you can still be higher?

Because there is a disciple of the emperor, it is destined that he will not be able to accept many disciples like Confucius in his old life, so Xia Lao has always been very cautious about choosing disciples, and several times he is now a lot older, and he is still looking for and observing.

Only when he met Wu Zheng, he was always tempted, and after seeing the Shenmu Village run by Wu Zheng, he began to go crazy again.

Because every time he knocked on the side, when he confided in Wu Zheng that he wanted to accept him as a disciple, Wu Zheng could always find some pleasant and bizarre words to divert the topic.

In Xia Lao's heart, Wu Zheng is a loach that can't slip his hands, and he wants to catch him desperately, but every time he can always slip through his fingers.

From noon to now, Xia Lao has tried his best to go straight to him, but Wu Zheng just doesn't accept the offer, doesn't agree or refuse, anyway, he just doesn't talk to you about it, how can Xia Lao's heart not go crazy?

Is Wu Zheng hypocritical?

He wasn't hypocritical, but he was just annoyed by Xia Lao's strange tricks.

Xia Lao's biogas lamp is made by Wu Zheng, this thing is magical in Xia Lao's heart, just seal the manure tank, and then lead a pipe out, and the fecal gas discharged from it can actually be burned for lighting.

And the pickled manure is actually more fertile, Xia Lao is not a person who does not understand farming, from the manure water in the ditch at both ends of the manure tank, Xia Lao can judge which side of the fertility is better as long as he looks at it.

The installation of this thing in a farmer's house is indeed a double win, and only a smart person like Wu Zheng can think of such a magical idea.

But the words that came out of Xia Lao's mouth were tricks and tricks?

Because Xia Lao hoped that Wu Zheng could put all his thoughts on the problem, but what he didn't know was that in Wu Zheng's heart, these strange skills and tricks in his old heart were the biggest knowledge underneath.

This is a generation gap that spans thousands of years, and what Xia Lao believes in his heart is that everything is inferior, only reading is high, and only concentrating on learning is the right way.

So Wu Zheng couldn't talk to him, and as soon as Wu Zheng's stubborn temper came up, he had long forgotten the benefits of worshipping Xia Lao as a teacher.

Wanting Wu Zheng to follow a group of fools to pretend to be stupid is simply more uncomfortable than killing him, because he knows how much disaster such a fool will bring to this nation in the future.

In the end, Errao's conversation naturally broke up unhappily.

Second, Xia San thought that there would be one more Young Master Wu in the Xia Mansion, but when he got up in the morning and saw the black face of his master, Xia San knew that he had a mistake.

It's just that Xia San is confused! My own master has personally gone to Shenmu Village, why hasn't this matter been discussed yet?

Xia San wanted to ask Wu Zheng what he meant, was it embarrassing to worship his own master as a teacher? I don't know how many people want to worship under their own master after breaking their heads?

Your son actually dragged it up when he had a chance, what a son who doesn't know the thickness of the high ground.

But when he got up early in the morning, he didn't see Wu Zheng, and he didn't even see a figure after looking around, as if he had run all night.

It was only when Xia San's good ox cart carried his master accompanied by Seinfeld to the gate of the village, Wu Zheng, who had disappeared all morning, finally came in a hurry.

"Xia Lao, please stay!"

This time, without waiting for Xia Lao's orders, Xia San stopped the oxcart on his own initiative.

Wu Zheng came, holding a box in his hand, why one? Because the box looked a little long in his hand.

Xia Lao opened the curtain of the car and endured the sullen breath in his heart and said, "You finally figured it out?" ”

Wu Zheng said: "Old Xia, you have a hard time coming, if you go back empty-handed, others will not laugh and will not be hospitable." So Zi specially went to prepare some small gifts for Xia Lao, and asked Xia Lao to smile. ”

Xia Lao snorted angrily, and wanted to put down the curtain and leave, but the box in Wu Zheng's hand was like a magnet that always involuntarily attracted his gaze.

Out of curiosity, Xia Lao suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "This is your thin gift?" What is it? ”

"This thing is called a clairvoyant."

"Claircase?" Xia Lao was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "You have read too much!" ”

Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "Isn't it Zi's words, you can see it after a lot of trying, why don't Xia Lao give it a try?" ”

After opening the box, Xia San and Seinfeld next to him couldn't help tiptoeing and looked curiously into the box, only to see that the box was lying on an ordinary copper pipe, which didn't seem to be anything peculiar.

Old Xia took out the copper pipe from the box, weighed it in his hand, and asked, "This is the Thousand Miles Realm of your son?" ”

Wu Zheng handed over the box to Seinfeld beside him, and said to Xia Lao: "Hold the clairvoyant mirror with both ends in both hands, put one end in front of you, and the big end facing the distance, you can naturally find its magic." 166 Reading Network