Sure enough, Bai Yongjing listened to Zhao Wu's question, and looked confused: "I haven't learned it yet, is Guiguzi a book, how does it sound like the names of Confucius, Mencius, and Laozi?"

"Yes, Guiguzi, like Lao Tzu, is the founder of Taoism and a military strategist. His real name is Wang Xu. He left behind a book called Guiguzi, which contains a lot of interesting knowledge. Uncle teach you one of these now, okay?"

Bai Yongjing is a self-taught child. Now, it was nice to hear that Zhao Wu had taught him knowledge.

"Okay, okay"

"Chu Yuan, go get me a pen and paper."

Zhao Wu thought Guiguzi's article was very obscure. If he dictated to Bai Yongjing, the child might not be able to remember. It was also unfair to him, so he wanted to write it down.

Chu Yuan knew that Zhao Wu and Bai Yongjing were also like-minded, so he wanted to discuss knowledge with the children.

Zhao Wu is a person with real talent and real learning. He wanted to teach Bai Yongjing. Chu Yuan thought it was a good thing for his little nephew.

Chu Yuan hurriedly walked out of the West House and went to his sister's house to find a pen and paper.

Chu Xintian's meal was almost ready. He just wanted Chu Yuan to bring Bai Yongjing out and prepare dinner.

At this time, Chu Yuan picked up the pen and paper and walked towards the West House. Naturally, she wanted to stop her brother:

"It's time to eat. What are you doing with your pen and paper?"

"Eldest sister, the young marshal is going to teach Jing'er knowledge. I will eat it in the future," Chu Yuan said, and he broke away from Chu Xintian and entered the Westinghouse.

Chu Yuan took a pen and paper, walked into the room, and saw that Zhao Wu was going to write it himself, so he hurriedly said: "Young marshal, the wound on your body is not good, and it is not good to hold the wound, you say it verbally, I will write it for you."

Zhao Wu nodded, not reluctantly. It is true that he now has some difficulty sitting up from the kang, let alone writing.

Soon after the dictation, Chu Yuan wrote the first article of Guiguzi.

At the same time, Zhao Wu noticed one thing

When Chu Yuan wrote this article, Bai Yongjing also knelt beside the kang table and looked at the article written by Chu Yuan carefully.

Zhao Wu didn't stop him either. He thinks about Guiguzi's articles, and it is impossible for a child to memorize them after reading them.

After Chu Yuan put away the pen, Zhao Wu took it again, and when he saw it, it was not wrong, so he handed it to Bai Yongjing: "Little guy, uncle will test you, see how long it will take you to memorize this article."

"It turns out that the young uncle is here to test me, not to teach me," Bai Yongjing expressed some disappointment.

Seeing this, Zhao Wu couldn't help but say: "Of course, I want to teach you knowledge, but I want to test you to see how smart you are"

Bai Yongjing had a lot of eyes, and he guessed that although he was just reciting and persuading, everyone didn't believe that he only learned it today, so Zhao Wu would now use a new article to test him.

Thinking of this, Bai Yongjing bent his mouth

Luckily, he's ready.

Bai Yongjing didn't go to pick up the article that Zhao Wu handed him, but raised his head, raised his chin and said, "If that's the case, Uncle Young Marshal, please put that article away, I don't need to read it again." I only watched it once. Now, I'm going to recite to you the article my uncle just wrote."

When Bai Yongjing said this, not only did he alarm Chu Yuan, but Ah Fu Alu, who was sitting on the side watching the excitement, was also taken aback, feeling that this little guy seemed to be saying something crazy.

At such a young age, how can you memorize such a long article after reading it

This child, the cowhide is about to be blown to pieces by him

Chu Yuan was also worried that his nephew was overconfident. He quickly said: "Jing'er, this Guiguzi is very knowledgeable. Uncle has read it several times. I still can't recite it, can you really recite it, and you can't brag in front of the young marshal"

Bai Yongjing listened to Chu Yuan's words, turned around and smiled at him and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't let you lose face."