Chapter 3: The Divine Stick

Chapter 3: The Divine Stick

As the eldest grandson who has been wandering for more than a year, the first thing he did when he returned home was not to learn about his property in Chang'an City, but to visit.

As a country of etiquette and a society of human feelings, many times, human feelings can play a great role. Human affection is not only etiquette, but also a resource and a kind of soft power.

Generally speaking, it is enough for some people to give a gift, such as Wang Jue, it's not that Changsun Tang doesn't want to come to the door in person, but there are many people who visit Wang Jue, which onion is your eldest grandson?

What people often lack most is self-knowledge.

And some people have to come to the door in person, such as Dr. Zhao.

Of course, the first thing that the eldest grandson visited was his titular mother, the eldest grandson Wuji's main chamber Dou clan.

As the owner of the eldest grandson Wuji's back house, the Dou family did not embarrass the eldest grandson too much, and asked for warmth, revealing the procedural content everywhere.

As for the rest of the aunts, the eldest grandson just asked Aunt Zhang to send a gift each.

Visiting Dr. Zhao is much more formal, and at this time, Dr. Zhao is no longer in arithmetic as a doctor in charge, but transferred to the position of Dr. Taichang, which is also a noble official position.

It's still the same process, hand over the worship post, but Zhang Zhong, who handed the worship post, came back with the worship post again, and directly said that Dr. Zhao asked the eldest grandson to go directly in the future.

The eldest grandson didn't expect that he would have a day when he could brush his face.

On the second day, the right time was chosen, and the eldest grandson went with gifts.

Different people are also particular about giving gifts, such as giving gifts to the eldest grandson Wuji, if you give money directly, it will basically be tragic, of course, it also depends on the person who gave the gift.

The gifts prepared by the eldest grandson for Dr. Zhao included 10 catties of top-quality green tea, 10 catties of fine snow salt, 50 catties of distilled liquor shipped from Gangneung, and a number of copper coins, which were already very generous gifts.

When he was introduced into the living room by the old servant of Dr. Zhao's family, the eldest grandson found that he was not the only guest who visited, and it seemed that Dr. Zhao really didn't treat him as an outsider.

"Eldest grandson, come here, I'll introduce you to you." The eldest grandson has not taken the word at this time, so it is more troublesome for others to call him.

"This is Li Chunfeng, the official residence of the Taishi Bureau." Hearing this name, Changsun Yu's heart skipped a beat, this couldn't calm down at all.

All TV dramas in the early Tang Dynasty have such a number one character, but no matter which TV series it seems, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang appear in the image of a god stick, and they actually see a living person here, and they are also government officials, which makes the eldest grandson so sad that he is injured internally!

Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies!

"I've seen adults." The eldest grandson saluted Li Chunfeng in a proper manner, there was no way, the small characters had no human rights in the Tang Dynasty.

"He would prefer you to call him Daoist." Dr. Zhao stroked his beard, he has been living a very good life recently, although the grade has not moved, but after all, he has stepped into the imperial court.

"I've seen the Dao Chief, and I see that the Dao Chief is the appearance of a fairy wind Dao bone." The sycophant was delivered, and Dr. Zhao looked at the eldest grandson with a ghostly look.

"Hmm......" Li Chunfeng didn't speak, and kept looking at the eldest grandson.

Changsun Tang didn't know what was going on, but this Dr. Zhao had a smile on his face, which made Changsun Tang feel a lot more relieved.

"Maybe it's because I'm not good at it! I didn't even see where you came from. Li Chunfeng had an unfathomable expression.

"What do you mean by that?" The eldest grandson asked rhetorically. But in my heart, I have another thought: the god stick is the god stick, and what I say is a strong smell of what to say.

"Before the age of six, your path was very clear, but after the age of six, it became a fog, but you can't see clearly." Li Chunfeng still looked indifferent, if it weren't for the fact that Dr. Zhao was proficient in arithmetic and his boss, he wouldn't have looked at this appearance this time.

"Oh, maybe I was six years old when I was a big change, and I changed a lot!" The eldest grandson was not sure if this Li Chunfeng had really discovered something, but this secret had to be kept.

What Changsun Tang doesn't know is that as the two most famous gods in the early Tang Dynasty and even in the entire Chinese history, the speculation about their fortune-telling and the legend of "Tui Bei Tu" are the most famous speculation for the empress Wu Zetian, that is, Wu Rou.

"Hmm." Li Chunfeng still looked faint.

But this made the anxiety in the heart of the eldest grandson even heavier, in his previous life he was a staunch atheist, and the fortune teller on the side of the road would run away when he saw him.

But his experience has shaken his faith a little, if there is no god in this world, how did he end up here. There is no essential difference between the attitude towards science and superstition in later generations, even scientists can only observe about 5% of matter, but they dare to draw conclusions, what is the difference between this and superstition? (PS: The words of the family are just to justify themselves, and there is no need to delve into them.) )

"Hey, what are you doing standing, sit down and sit down." Dr. Zhao saw that the face froze, and he said. Dr. Zhao belongs to the standard intellectual type, and his obsession with mathematics is far stronger than that of being an official, but Li Chunfeng is also a famous mathematics educator in China in the Tang Dynasty, and the "Ten Classics of Arithmetic" summarized is a textbook for mathematics education in ancient China. The eldest grandson had a unique view on some mathematical problems during his studies, and originally planned to hold a small-scale academic symposium, but he didn't expect Li Chunfeng to take the initiative to launch a physiognomy skill.

The eldest grandson bowed and sat on the table on the right, but Li Chunfeng didn't say anything.

"Eldest grandson, I wonder if you have taken a word in the past year?" This Dr. Zhao's EQ is a little low, but after all, he still feels that Zhihu's name is a little inappropriate, and now the eldest grandson has been awarded the lord of the martial cavalry captain for his merits, although he has no real position, but he is also from the grade of the seventh grade.

"No, but I am still young and have not yet taken the words, can I let Mr. do it for me?"

"The level of my half jar should not be ugly." Dr. Zhao smiled, the Tang Dynasty was a big deal, not just a casual talk.

"As a teacher, I have heard a lot about your deeds in the past few days, and the tea you sent is very appetizing, but I don't know if you have ever put down your arithmetic?" If the Tang Dynasty is compared to a huge spider web, Chang'an City is undoubtedly the center, and for those who are in Chang'an City, there are some disturbances in this place that will be known at the first time.

"I haven't let go of this, after all, arithmetic is where my life lies." Many times we give up our roots in order to pursue a farther goal, and no matter when, no matter how far we go, we must know where our roots are.