"This butcher is getting more and more interesting. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "I don't know when there was a circle of people around the viewing platform. There are old students dressed in college costumes, and there are also new students who have just been admitted to the hospital today and have not yet been issued clothes.

The one who sighed was an old student dressed in student clothes, aged eighteen or nineteen, with two people beside him, one of whom was seven points similar to his face, and he was also eighteen or nineteen years old, and the other was Guo Jia, who was in the limelight in the morning. It seems that the three of them have known each other for a long time.

"Wen Ruo Meng Lang! It's better not to export the three words of this butcher in the future! It was the young man with an old-fashioned face who spoke.

"Yes! The nephew taught the lesson! The young man pretended to be being taught, teasingly.

Guo Jia looked helplessly at the two uncles and nephews beside him, Xun Yu and Xun Yu of Xun's Shuangjie. The two are a generation apart, but they are of the same age, but their temperaments are very different. As a nephew, Xun Yu is calm by nature and does not smile; As an uncle, Xun You's nature jumps out, and he laughs and scolds.

"That's it! You don't have to comfort me, this little thing can't hit me! I'm looking forward to becoming a classmate soon! Guo Jia said with a smile, and a handsome and excessively excessive face appeared with a smile that made the girls in the world crazy.

Majestic music sounded, followed by deep singing. To the astonishment of the celebrities, the person who sang was not the singer, but the 102 sergeants in the audience.

"Get up! People who do not want to be slaves, cast our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall, the Han nation has reached the most dangerous time, we brave the enemy's beacon fire, advance, brave the enemy's beacon fire, forward, forward, forward! ”

102 stout men, in their own deep voices, sang the most tragic spirit of this piece.

"Countless times, the boy has fantasized about the soldiers who are on the verge of death in what mood they insist on fighting. I think, maybe it is this kind of integrity in order to protect the family and defend the country and maintain the national inheritance that supports my countless Han soldiers to fight in the border land! ”

"What a sentence to protect the family and defend the country! He family boy, try one, the old man will give you a grade A class, excellent! It was Guo Jia's father, Guo Yan, who spoke. The Guo family is famous for interpreting the law, and they are everyone here. In addition to understanding the law, Guo Yan is also proficient in music and rhythm, and is good at literature. Guo Jia's ability to be all-round in civil and military affairs is inseparable from the edification of this excellent father.

"Thank you, sir!" Ho Xian returned the favor.

During the Han Dynasty, there was no separation between civil and military, and many celebrities were both civil and military, but there were not many opportunities for celebrities to lead troops to fight, but it was precisely because of the lack of opportunities that many celebrities and scholars were eager for the dream of bloody fields. What girl doesn't have spring, which celebrity doesn't desire to be brave and invincible! Maybe they're not fit for the real battlefield, but why should dreams have to be for you?

"He boy, do you have any other new tricks? Let's show it all together! ”

"I don't know which adult is proficient in arithmetic, can you solve the boy's doubts?" He Xian asked humbly.

He Miao next to him suddenly began to snicker uncontrollably, he knew that He Xian's appearance was the beginning of the pit man, and this time he didn't know which one was going to be unlucky.

"Old man Zhang Lang, Zhang Pingzi's second disciple!" A white-bearded old man stood up with a proud face.

Zhang Pingzi, that is, Zhang Heng, the famous cowman who invented the armillary sphere and the geodynamic instrument, is called by later generations: Kesheng! Zhang Heng has high attainments in literature, astronomy, mathematics, etc. This white-bearded Zhang Lang is Zhang Heng's second disciple, which is equivalent to a disciple grandson, and in Yingchuan Academy, he is a master of arithmetic!

Although He Xian got good results in the ritual test and the music test, those were just He Xian's tricks, and he did not take the test in accordance with the rules. But arithmetic is not a good way, without basic arithmetic knowledge, how can you have advanced arithmetic thoughts?

"Thank you, Master Zhang! In the process of playing, the kid found an interesting figure, that is, hook three strands, four and five Xuanwu. ”

"However, there is indeed a record in the Zhou book "Zhou Ji Sutra". When he heard He Xian say that he had hooked three strands, four and five, Zhang Lang put away his contempt. Regardless of whether He Xian obtained it from reading books or realized it by looking at pictures himself, in this era of the Han Dynasty, it is not easy to understand such a remote knowledge. What's more, He Xian is only 7 years old, even if there is a master behind him, it is not easy.

"That's great, may I ask my lord, how can this picture be proven?"

"How?" This law is recorded in the Book of Zhou, Zhang Heng did not understand it deeply, and Zhang Lang naturally did not pay attention to it. Hearing He Xian's question, Zhang Lang's head was stunned, and the first thing that came to mind was his own wisdom, was he going to be buried here?

Not only will he be humiliated, but even his mentor and his mentor Zhang Heng will be humiliated. Thinking of this, beads of sweat flowed down Zhang Lang's gray hair.

He Xian is coming according to a vigorous pattern today, since he can't find the door to go back, he will live wonderfully in this world. This was the beginning of He Xian's integration into the society of the Han Dynasty. He just wanted to intimidate these people who were standing on top of the world, and by the way, put on a fork. But from the inside, He Xian didn't want to harm anyone, nor did he want to offend these families. Instead, he tried to curry favor with them, after all, in this world, the family is the real master.

"Master Zhang, do you think this inference is the same as you think?" As he spoke, He Xian squatted on the ground and used a short sword to simply carve a pair of Zhang Shuang's Pythagorean square diagram on the land.

Zhang Shuang was a native of Wu during the Three Kingdoms period, and he still doesn't know which woman's arms he drank milk in. He Xian's move is undoubtedly to put Zhang Lang in the pit of death.

Zhang Lang's eyes changed from confused to shining, and just when He Xian was about to finish painting, Zhang Lang ignored his identity and covered the entire Pythagorean square with his hand.

"It's not too late for you and me to do this kind of research later! Calculation test, first class, excellent! Zhang Lang, who is old enough to be He Xian's grandfather, actually used words like you and me, clearly putting 7-year-old He Xian on the same footing.

The people present were all human spirits, and Zhang Lang's behavior obviously illustrated a problem, that is, Zhang Lang couldn't answer the questions raised by He Xian. So He Xian used such an old-fashioned technique to cover up Zhang Lang's ugliness. Zhang Lang's reputation was preserved, and Corporal Lixian discussed knowledge with a 7-year-old child, but instead responded to the famous saying of Sage Kong, "There must be my teacher in a three-person line", which can be passed on as a beautiful talk of Shilin.

This little boy of the He family not only has unrestrained thoughts and behaviors, but also has very smooth ways of dealing with the world, is this still a 7-year-old child? What is the status of his 7-year-old nephews now? It seems that you have just been weaned for a long time, right? What about when you were 7 years old? I don't have any memory at all.