However, although Lao Kong knew that Li Chengqian must have the ability to continue writing, he was suffering from no evidence to prove it, so in desperation, Old Man Kong bowed to Lao Li and simply couldn't get up.

"Kong Qing, why is this, flatten, hurry up." Li Er glared at Li Chengqian, turned out from behind the table, and straightened Lao Kong's body with his own hands: "Aiqing only has something to say, why is it so!" ”

said bluntly again, Kong Yingda was so angry that he almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and said in his heart, if he could say it directly, why should he play with this kind of splattering and rolling method.

After thinking about it, there was no way, Old Man Kong smacked his face, opened his mouth for a long time without saying a word, and finally simply bypassed Li Er and bowed to Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian glanced at Lao Li helplessly, and got Li Er's "You can solve the trouble you provoked".

"Why should Confucius be so difficult for students." Li Chengqian, who couldn't ask for help, sighed and stepped forward to help Kong Yingda up.

Kong Yingda looked at Li Er, then at Li Chengqian, sighed fiercely, patted his thigh and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, it's not that the old minister doesn't know the reason, it's just that the Hongwen Pavilion and many private schools outside are already teaching arithmetic according to His Highness's books. ”

This time it wasn't Lao Kong who was embarrassed, under Li Er's playful gaze, Li Chengqian scratched the back of his neck speechlessly.

This thing is really embarrassing, originally 'primary school mathematics' was just out of boredom, or to make a name for himself in the cultural circle, and I never thought that these people would use 'primary school mathematics' as a textbook to teach Mongolian learning.

But the actual situation was that these thieves wanted to save trouble, stole his books to teach the students, and found that the books were gone halfway through the teaching, and then they ran to splash and roll, so that he could continue to write.

In the study, Li Chengqian and Old Man Kong looked at each other speechlessly, while Li Er was watching the excitement with interest on the side.

They are all characters who have been in the court for a long time, and the meaning conveyed in the eyes of Li Chengqian and Old Man Kong is not complicated for Li Er, and the general meaning is as follows:

Li: Lao Tzu's writing is finished, it's gone.

Kong: No, you're a mess.

Li: There's no way around it, I can't write anymore.

Kong: If you can't write it, you have to write it, and the hole you dig yourself must be filled.

Li: Lao Tzu didn't fill in the pit he dug in the creation of the world, so why did Lao Tzu fill it here?

Kong: You, if you dare not fill it in, the old man will go to promote you eunuch.

Plum:.......

Hole:.......

Li Er's expression became more and more strange, and in the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, his mouth was deflated, his eyes were bulging, he turned around and walked, walking behind the table, looking at the back and shrugging shoulders, it showed that His Majesty the Great Emperor really couldn't bear it.

There was not much time, and after returning to the table, Lao Li suppressed his smile, pulled Li Chengqian over and asked, "Prince, why don't you continue to write." ”

"Father, it's not that you don't want to write, it's really impossible to write, and you ...... write again" Li Chengqian turned his head to look at Lao Kong: "I'm afraid that there will be no teacher to teach me if I write again." ”

"Impossible." Old man Kong read the contempt in Li Chengqian's gaze, and was immediately furious.

In his mind, Li Chengqian's approach is a typical villain who sweeps away his self-cherishment and violates the saint's teachings.

"There is a basis for the prince's statement."

Li Er was ostensibly asking for Kong Laofa, but in fact, it was equivalent to giving Li Chengqian a chance to explain.

"Father, there is no basis for what you say, why don't you ask a question from your son, if Master Confucius answers it, how about your son continue to write it?" Li Chengqian's mind flashed a chance encounter in the university of the next generation, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

It was when he was about to graduate from his senior year, and one day in March, he had just finished discussing some details of his graduation thesis with the supervisor, and when he passed by the experimental building, he saw several sophomore juniors discussing problems in a gazebo.

One of them, Huang Peishan, a girl he knew, was a student union cadre and his fellow villager.

Out of courtesy, Li Chengqian took the initiative to go over and say hello, and the girl also greeted him very warmly, and at the same time pointed to a piece of paper on the stone table in the middle of the pavilion: "Senior, do you want to discuss it together, there are prizes!" ”

"Prizes? What is it? At that time, Li Chengqian asked jokingly.

As a result, the girl took out a few gummies from her pocket, picked out one, and said playfully: "Reward a candy." ”

Li Chengqian didn't care about a candy, but he liked the atmosphere in the university very much, so after smiling faintly, he picked up the piece of paper on the table with dozens of words written on it.

[There are twelve balls of the same size, one of which is different from the other eleven, but it is not known whether it is light or heavy.] 】

[Requirements: Weigh three times with a libra to find this special ball.] 】

After reading the question, Li Chengqian pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, took out a pen from his pocket, wrote a formula on the paper, and then handed it to the girl: "There is not only one answer, but I think I should have a chance to win this candy." ”

The girl looked at the formula on the paper seriously, and finally wrinkled her nose, took out a candy and put it in Li Chengqian's outstretched hand: "Okay, it's a senior who won." ”

A three-way variant question is not a big problem for Li Chengqian, winning a candy and leaving a good memory at the same time is enough.

However, Li Chengqian's memories have now become a nightmare for Old Man Kong, three days have passed, Old Man Kong has been hiding at home for three days, and even the court has asked for leave to say that he has contracted a few colds.

The face is embarrassed, at that time, in Lao Li's study, the old man Kong's cowhide blew the mountain sound, as long as Li Chengqian dared to ask the question, he dared to answer, but now he doesn't even have a little idea, which makes Lao Kong have the face to go to the court again.

Old man Kong also doubted that this Li Chengqian would deliberately pit himself and test himself with an unsolved problem, but in the end he still denied this idea, if the dignified prince used such a method to win the gambling contract, it would be too inferior, and Li Er would definitely beat him if he knew.

"Grandpa, what are you busy with, you haven't laughed in many days." A girl's crisp voice sounded behind Kong Yingda.

"It's Wen'er!" Old man Kong turned his head, looked at his fairy-like granddaughter, and said with a smile: "Grandpa is calculating the problem." ”

"What's the question? Can I show my grandchildren? Kong Wen, who used to dress up in men's clothes in Qingzhou Mansion, resumed her women's clothes at this time, held Lao Kong's shoulders, glanced at the table, and asked coquettishly.

"Look, look, of course." Old man Kong has been such a precious granddaughter all his life, and he is naturally spoiled by the sky, and his parents are also afraid that their daughter will be spoiled by this old man, so they have always taken her with him, and they didn't let her come to Chang'an until the beginning of last year.