This lesson can't be taught, the old master was driven crazy by this question in less than ten minutes of class, how could there be such a problem, why did there be such a problem, he left the library and came to his house to read the books he had read all his life.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gu Qing saw Wu Mei's eyes blazing.

Wu Mei whispered: "Candy, you must know, whether there is a chicken or an egg first." ”

"Heh, how would I know." Gu Qing sneered.

Since the class is not a large group of children running out of the study room happily, Gu Qing looked at the ancient characters in the books and looked very hard, why is the weather so hot in the spring, thinking about how good it would be if there was a fan. The earliest records of folding fans seem to be in the Song and Yuan dynasties, and most of the current fans are pu fans.

How can a reader not have a fan, how much temperament is there without a fan, saying that Gu Qing dismantled the book online, and folded the paper one by one.

"Little girl, tell your family to cut some bamboo."

"What are you going to do?" Wu Mei was curious.

"Good thing, I'll make one for you too."

Good stuff? Wu Mei was interested when she thought of candy, and hurriedly asked her subordinates to cut bamboo.

After folding and gluing the paper, it was made into a fan shape, and after it was ready, the descendants of the martial arts family brought bamboo, Gu Qing was busy for most of the hour, and after several failures, a large and a small folding fan appeared in his hand.

Gu Qing picked up a handful of small ones, "I'll give this to you." ”

Wu Mei took the folding fan in her hand, and saw that Gu Qing was opening and putting it away, and it looked a little good when she held it in her hand with one hand.

"That's what it looks like." Although the fan is full of words, they are all words on the original book, but they are also used together, Gu Qing said leisurely: "Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river." ”

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river." Xiao Wumei read it again in a milky voice, "Good poems, good poems." ”

"Do you know what poetry is?" Gu Qing said in disgust, "Do you understand?" ”

"Of course I do." Wu Mei pouted and said.

Each of the two children had a folding fan, and Wu Mei was proud, "Candy, what are we going to do now." ”

"Don't have a candy, the candy is called." Gu Qing walked all the way, "My name is Gu Qing, you can also call me Shaoxia." ”

"Let's go to the market, it's bustling." Xiao Wumei said and pulled Gu Qing to the market.

There are a lot of people in the bazaar, fortunately, there are guards and subordinates along the way, Gu Qing is really afraid that this little girl will get lost, there are people selling rice and grain, meat, and baked cakes in the ancient bazaar, there are not many things sold, there are quite a lot of people on the street, looking at the nurses protecting the children, at a glance, you can know that it is a big family, and passers-by keep their distance.

"Gu Qing, look, there are monkeys there." Wu Mei was very happy.

I don't know why, Wu Mei felt a very down-to-earth feeling by Gu Qing's side.

The two walked for a long time, and it was already noon when they returned to the martial arts.

Wu Shi Tong had long known that his master had been run away by Gu Qingqi, and Wu Mei stepped forward to his father and said, "Daddy, Gu Qing is amazing, he can make poems." ”

"Oh?" Samurai Tong was also curious.

"I'll read it to Daddy." Wu Mei held a folding fan in her hand and read, "Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river." ”

Wu Shi Tong also read it again, he has read a lot of poems, but Gu Qing's poems are very plain, the rhyme is very good to read, catchy, he can compose poems at a young age, in the eyes of Wu Shi Tong, this Gu Qing is Sun Simiao's disciple, and his future will naturally not be bad in the future, maybe he will be a member of the Tai Yi Department in the future.

Gu Qing returned to the room, Sun Simiao was darkened, "I heard that the master was angry with you?" ”

"What's the matter, it's obvious that he can't answer the question and walks by himself." Gu Qing disagreed.

"We are already under the fence, and you are still angry with the master who invited others!" Sun Simiao was furious, this kid still looked triumphant, thinking that Gu Qing was still calm for a while, but the more he took a step back, the more angry he became, and saw that Gu Qing was still there humming a small tune, and he was still holding his nose?

Don't want to! Sun Simiao didn't know where to take out his ancient artifact, "The rebel suffers death!" ”

The dignified medicine king Sun Simiao chased and killed his disciple with a rattan whip for half an hour, the medicine king was very terrifying, he gasped and pointed at Gu Qing: "Don't run, stinky boy!"

"You put the guy in your hand down!" Gu Qing kept his distance.

"Come here!" Sun Simiao leaned against the wall, "You...... You come here, and I promise not to beat you! ”

Gu Qing jumped to his feet and took a few steps back, "I believe your nonsense." ”

The warrior walked over with a smile, "Doctor Sun, don't worry, I've already found someone to persuade that master, it's not a big deal, it's just that your problem is really profound." ”

Sun Simiao was out of breath.

"Gu boy, the old man also came to ask you, whether there was a chicken or an egg first." Samurai asked.

Jumping to the side of Wu Shi Tong in a few steps, Gu Qing said a few words in his ear, still afraid of Sun Simiao.

After listening to Gu Qing's words, Wu Shi Tong laughed three times, "So that's the case, the old man understands." ”

"Actually, I still have a question." Gu Qing looked up to the sky and sighed, "Is there day or night first?" ”

Samurai's laughter stopped abruptly and left in a huff.

Seeing that Sun Simiao didn't chase after him, Gu Qing hurriedly ran away, bumping into Xiao Wumei playing with a folding fan all the way.

"I heard that you were beaten by your master?" Xiao Wumei jumped up with a smile.

"This old guy is quite old, and he is not small." Gu Qing sat on the small stone next to the rockery, "Didn't your father scold you?" ”

"He won't scold me." Xiao Wumei said, "My father loves me the most." ”

Gu Qing opened the fan and fanned himself vigorously, and Xiao Wumei continued: "That topic of yours is really amazing, is there such a topic?" ”

"Yes! Many went. Gu Qing said: "What has become of a fat man jumping off a cliff of three thousand feet? ”

……

Xiao Wumei pondered.

Gu tapped her forehead with a fan, "Of course I've become a dead fat man." ”

"Giggles, giggles......" Xiao Wumei laughed vigorously while holding her stomach.

Gu Qing shook her head and sighed, the ancient female doll's laughter was too low.

"It's not early, I'm going back to dinner." Xiao Wumei said and left.

Gu Qing also walked all the way to his residence, thinking that this old man was not angry, so he quietly glanced at the door and saw that this old man was packing his luggage.

"Are you leaving?" Gu Qing walked in the door.

Sun Simiao nodded, "Let's go to Chang'an, and Empress Changsun's body doesn't know how." ”

"Shall you leave now?" Gu Qing also began to pack his luggage.

Sun Simiao nodded.

Thinking about whether it was because of his actions that Sun Simiao had no face to live here, the old man said about the body of Empress Changsun, and who knew what he was thinking in his heart.