Yun Ye did not stay in Chang'an, and hurried back to the academy as soon as he left the palace.

Chen Shuda's matter is not something he can mix, and he doesn't want to fall into the well again, with Li Er's Yama prince's temperament, Chen Shuda's desire to get out of the whole body is just a dream. When the founding of the country, the title was divided into titles, which has made the Tang Dynasty title less valuable than the former Sui, what he is looking forward to day and night is to be able to recover some more titles and land, since he ascended the throne, he has only promoted the titles of six confidants, but cut off twenty-one, the crown prince Li Jiancheng, the two lines of Qi King Li Yuanji's two lines of people have all fallen, since then, the division of the Tang Dynasty title has become extraordinarily cautious, not a great merit, not with a light award.

This is not about Yun Ye, he only knows that his family has been bullied, and he has to get it back, there is no complicated political relationship, only hatred, not about factions, this is Yun Ye's simple opinion, as for standing in line, just firmly hug Li Er's thigh and follow him, that's right.

The horse galloped on the official road, the trees and flowers on both sides retreated together, the wind was whistling in his ears, and the horse under his crotch seemed to know that Yun Ye was in a hurry to go home, so he hissed and sped up again. Zhuang Sanzhu and the others behind him shouted hello in unison, and followed closely with a whip.

The grandmother waited at the entrance of Zhuangzi with the whole family, and her heart was full of worries, not knowing what kind of crisis her grandson would encounter in the court. She couldn't help, so she could only pray to the Buddha over and over again, hoping that her grandson would return safely.

When a puff of smoke rose in the distance, his heart rose to his throat, and he prayed not to let him down this time.

It was the grandson who came back, and the grandmother's closed eyes opened suddenly, and sure enough, the horse that the grandson was riding swept across the earth like a gust of wind, and the crops in the fields seemed to welcome him back, and they fell together like waves.

"Grandma, I'm back." Yun Ye said as if he had gone out and slipped away, and then went home to greet his grandmother, which was relaxed and natural.

"It's good to come back, go wash and wash all the dirt into mud monkeys."

Yun Ye put the little girl on the horse's neck, and put the big girl and them on the horse, Zhuang San stopped a few times to see that the Hou Ye was happy, and he was busy letting the horse out for a few young ladies in the family to ride, laughing all the way, and returning home.

Qian Tong wiped his tears and greeted Hou Ye into the door diligently, and brushed the dust on Hou Ye's body over and over again.

"Enough, enough, if you brush your clothes again, your clothes will be torn."

As soon as he changed his clothes, Qian Tong came to report that the four old men were here.

Yun Ye smiled and invited a few old gentlemen in, without waiting for him to speak. Li Gang said: "It seems that as you expected, there is no danger!" ”

"With the poem written by your old man, if something happens to the kid, won't it make your old man's face dull."

Li Gang was about to nod with satisfaction, but asked urgently: "Who said that the poem was written by the old man, obviously you wrote it." ”

His Majesty asked about the origin of this poem, and said that it was absolutely impossible for me, a guy who did not learn and did not know how to do it, could make it. The kid had to say that this is your old man's masterpiece. ”

"Oh my God, the old man has been cautious all his life, I don't want to end up getting old, my reputation is actually ruined in the hands of you bastard, and the old man will kill you"

That night, Yunfu had a banquet, several old gentlemen were drunk, and Li Gang actually boasted to his old friends about how he wrote "The Charcoal Seller".

Woke up more than half of his three old friends.

In the low, damp dungeon, the weasel lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his head empty, without any thoughts, like a dead man.

He actually has a lot to miss, such as the woman who smiled sweetly at him in Xinfeng City, this is the first time that a woman doesn't care about his obscene appearance, even if she is a bad mash seller.

He didn't know why he sat at the woman's stall, he didn't like to drink mash, he only liked to drink, but that time he wanted to taste it, he noticed that the woman's hands were very white, and there were a few shallow pits at the base of the knuckles, and he hesitated for a long time before taking the mash from the woman's hand sprinkled with dried fruit, which was very sweet, like the woman's smiling face. …,

That afternoon, when he had done nothing, he sat at the stall and drank the mash six bowls in a row, and the woman looked at him worriedly, and he shook his hand, saying only that he liked the mash.

From that day on, he developed a habit of going to Xinfeng City to drink mash.

Grave robbers shouldn't stay in one place for too long, it's going to get wrong. He made up his mind to leave several times, but the woman's smiling face kept coming to mind.

The woman was not very beautiful, not as good as the women he had slept with in the green building, nor the sweet aroma of those women, she was just very clean, which made him feel comfortable from the bottom of his heart. She should be a widow, otherwise the family would not let her go out to do business alone, and she would not be a skin-revealing orchid.

Of course, if she wasn't a widow, I, the weasel, would have made him a widow, and who said tomb robbers wouldn't kill? There are no less than ten lives of people who die at his hands, and there is a way to make a person die without disease or disaster

That terrifying Hou Ye tore apart the most beautiful dream of his life, as long as he thought about the past in his heart, no matter what, it would turn into a basin of red blood in the end.

The little fat man, who was very curious about himself, did not come today, perhaps because of the rain, he was underground all the year round, and he knew from the change in the wall of the cell that it was raining heavily, and it was a heavy rain.

An iron spoon slipped from his cuffs, and his wrist was in his hand with a bend, and he slowly removed the bed, and a hole that could have been drilled through a man appeared in the wall, and he skilfully drilled into it, digging hard with the spoon that had been sharpened, but fortunately, there were not many stones here

The light in Yun Ye's room was still on, and he sat at the kang table and watched Li Tai do arithmetic problems. "Yezi, if a room eight feet wide and six feet long needs to be filled with soil, how much soil is needed?"

"I can't do that."

"Why can't it be calculated, didn't you say that every qiē in this world can be measured?"

"Of course, it can be measured, your question itself lacks conditions, can you tell me how much a piece of soil three feet long, three feet wide, and three feet high weighs? Only when you know this condition can you count your question. ”

"Isn't it necessary to know the weight of many things at a fixed size to calculate this kind of problem?" Li Tai looked at Yun Ye with his eyes open.

"O green sparrow! I have to admit that you do have a set of learning, your reputation for intelligence since childhood is indeed not in vain, I dare not say that I can be your teacher, but I can lead you into the door, I believe you will be much better than me. This is Yun Ye's few words of truth, an eleven-year-old child just derived from a seemingly simple earthmoving problem to the concept of density, so that Yun Ye has to admire the strength of the Li family's genes.

"If I can measure everything I can see, it will be much easier for others to do this kind of problem in the future, right?" Li Tai took a closer look at Yun Ye and made sure that he was not sarcastic about himself, so he asked again.

"With this alone, Qingque will be able to leave a name in history in the field of arithmetic." Yun Ye said with certainty.

Li Tai nodded proudly.

"Yezi, if I know this, can I refer to the cylindrical calculation you talked about?"

"Of course, I only mentioned the calculation of the cylinder in a general way, so that you have an idea, it is too early to learn, of course, you are an exception. By the way, Qingfinch, when did you become interested in earthworks and cylinders? ”

"Since I found out yesterday that the floor in the grave robber's cell was an inch higher"