"Of course, mother. So, you just take your sisters to play next door, you haven't seen your sister for a day, just let the child copy quietly, the child wants to copy and recite at the same time, you will distract me from it. ”

Li Mao was talking, but the pen in his hand never stopped.

"Okay, my child is the most well-behaved and sensible, and my mother is very happy."

Concubine Wu Hui, like all mothers in the world, was infinitely relieved to see her sensible and kind son. didn't say anything at the moment, and took the two little princesses, Xianyi and Shangxian, to get up and go to the next room.

When Li Mao was left alone in the study, his world suddenly became clearer.

While he was copying, he unconsciously remembered the embarrassed little gentleman in class today, watching the dog gnawing by the soybeans, and watching the embarrassment of the chair that was removed from the stool and sinking into it and unable to move.

However, after laughing, he began to bewilder again about the little gentleman who was about his own age.

Why is he so smart? A little clue can you find the initiator of the prank? Also, why is that little head of his so smart? He learned so many things, such as the notation of Arabic numerals, which is really many times better than his previous arithmetic method!

Moreover, it is not too convenient to use this kind of symbol to do addition operations, especially, this little gentleman doesn't know how to come up with those methods, and the addition has become so cute, compared to the old-fashioned Mr. Arithmetic in the past, Mr. Xiao's teaching method is really too easy to learn!

Thinking of this, Li Mao began to look forward to the next arithmetic class.

It's just that,Because the princes of the Thirteen School Gardens have too many things to learn.,Arithmetic has not been taken too seriously.,So,The class schedule has been relatively small.,There is only a half-day class every two days.。

Next time you meet your father, you must tell him and ask him to arrange a few more lessons for Mr. Xiao.

Night is slowly falling.

The night splashed into the water like thick ink.

Yang Jian had just eaten dinner when Father Qin's figure suddenly appeared outside Xu Geng's thatched house.

Looking at the people who came in and out of the artist village one after another, watching the young Yang Jian sitting on a small stool neatly recording the work arrangements of these artists tomorrow, and then sorting out the location information of the stalls that will be used and vacant on the streets of Chang'an tomorrow, Father Qin also nodded with satisfaction.

"Daddy Qin, are you here?"

Xu Gengdang saw his old buddies first, and hurriedly greeted him warmly.

"Old man Xu, I'm just here to see your precious grandson, ho-ho-ho-"

Before Father Qin finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, my precious grandson may be doing it now, he just finished teaching those princes and princesses arithmetic classes from the palace in the morning, and he started to work after he got home in the afternoon, no, he is still busy now."

Xu Geng looked at Yang Jian, who was small and small, with pride and distress in his eyes.

"Old man Xu, you are really popular, Lao Qin I can't accept it, I can't imagine that Yang Jian at a young age is so promising, and he can go to the royal family to be a gentleman at such a young age, this is amazing!"

Father Qin looked at Yang Jian's back and felt that this baby must be a natural Wenqu star.

"Indeed, I have been stained with a lot of old men, old brother."

Thinking of this, Xu Geng also felt a lot of emotion.

"That's why I said, brother, you are old luck, and you will have a lot of blessings to enjoy in the future——"

Father Qin's face was also full of envy.

"Grandpa Qin, when did you come?"

After Yang Jian entered the information that the last artist will work tomorrow, he turned around and saw Father Qin with a happy face, and hurriedly got up and came over to greet him.

Now the artist union has been running for a few days, and everything is going smoothly, judging from the reaction of the artists, the effect is getting better and better day by day, their income is slowly increasing, and their mood is getting better and better, and they are more willing to cooperate with Yang Jian's work.

"Grandpa just arrived, and when he saw that you were busy, he couldn't bear to interrupt you."

Father Qin stretched out his hand and touched Yang Jian's little head, with a look of kindness.

"Thank you, Grandpa, our work is going much better now."

Yang Jian felt the tenderness from Father Qin, and her heart was also very comfortable.

Anyone needs recognition.

I also like the feeling of being recognized.

"Well, well, grandpa knows it, someone from the artist village has already come to report to me, and they are all very satisfied with your arrangement."

Daddy Qin's face was about to burst into laughter.

"Thank you, grandpa, I intend to further improve our union and make all aspects of the operation smoother, so that we can live up to everyone's trust and hope."

Yang Jian now feels that the establishment of this artist union is indeed very timely, and he still has his own ideas about this union, but the time is not yet ripe, and when the time is ripe, he feels that at that time, his purpose and original intention can be regarded as realized.

"Uh-huh, baby grandson is so capable, come, look, what good things did grandpa bring you today?"

After Father Qin finished speaking, he mysteriously took out a cloth package from behind.

The package was so tightly wrapped that I couldn't see anything.

"Grandpa Qin, what is this?"

As soon as Yang Jian saw Father Qin's mysterious expression, he knew that it must be a mysterious thing. But you can't tell what it is from the outside.

"Guess?"

Father Qin also became more and more lively, squinting his eyes, looking at Yang Jian with a smile on his face.

"Well, I can't guess, Grandpa Qin-"

Yang Jian stared at the big bag of things, he really couldn't guess.

"Hehe, then grandpa will open it for you to see, and you'll know!"

Father Qin saw that Yang Jian really couldn't guess it, and knew that he definitely couldn't guess it, so he would just solve the mystery himself.

"Wow, guitar?!"

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he jumped three feet high from the ground with joy!

He looked at what Daddy Qin took out of his baggage, it was the guitar he drew for him last time, and he was worried that Daddy Qin wouldn't be able to make it, after all, it was unimaginable to make something he had never seen before, although there was his sketch, at that time he knew that his sketch was no different from a piece of cow that had been trampled on.

At that time, now Daddy Qin actually made a guitar alive, and it was exactly the same as he imagined! From the shape of the outward, to the distance between the strings, to the size of the various holes, he knew at a glance that this was the guitar he wanted!

"Yes, baby grandson, look at it, how is Grandpa doing? Doesn't meet your requirements? ”

Father Qin looked at Yang Jian, who was full of excitement and his eyes were shining, and he was also very happy in his heart, he was old, but it was not useless.

"Okay, Grandpa Qin, sit down and listen to me sing a song to you!"

Yang Jian tried to pluck a few piano notes, and found that the timbre was pleasant, crisp and clean, without any variegation, and he didn't know what material Daddy Qin was made of, this guitar was even more advanced than the guitar he had been carrying in his previous life!

"Really? Baby grandchildren can sing too? ”。

When Father Qin heard this, he was almost overjoyed.

He only knew that this grandson was smart, but he didn't know that he could also play music?!