During this time, Fan Jingjing was very busy, and although Niu Shijin was able to use his meal time to stay by Fan Jingjing's side, he was not as busy as Li Chengqian who could stay here for half a day.

Li Chengqian can talk to Fan Jingjing about the national affairs he knows, although Fan Jingjing doesn't want to answer, but occasionally commenting on one or two sentences can give Li Chengqian a refreshing feeling.

Fan Jingjing was also embarrassed to tell Li Chengqian that she didn't come up with these ideas by herself, and she didn't care so much about national affairs.

I always feel that there are special people in charge of national affairs, and she has no part in meddling.

Her identity can only be said to be rich, not expensive.

There are so many online news in later generations, and she also sees interesting news, so she will take the time to check it out.

If she knew that she would cross, she must have checked a little more and memorized a little more.

"Teacher, give me another poem! I'm going to use your poems to suppress the eight directions. ”

"Poetry is not yours, what do you have to be proud of."

"I can chant it, but they don't know it, it's the difference in knowledge. Teacher Fan will not know that as long as it is a good poem now, it will be popular in Chang'an, and if it can be popular in Chang'an, it will be recommended by dignitaries.

And we, the nobles, can chant a few poems, it represents personal ability, the best popular poems in Chang'an, when others have heard it, you can get it first. ”

"Relatively well-informed?" Fan Jingjing was a little speechless.

"That's right! Let's talk quickly, if there are any good poems, I brought back the poems from the last time, and I was shocked. ”

"You didn't have your name on it."

Fan Jingjing pouted, people get along with each other with feelings, and she very much hopes that in the future, Li Chengqian will not embark on that road. And she could feel that Li Chengqian was very good to her, which made her a little moved.

He spread poetry, so that Fan Jingjing got the title of a female poet, and also flattened Fan Jingjing's statement that a person who doesn't know anything can also be a prince and a prince's teacher.

Even the queen gave gifts to show her appreciation.

Fan Jingjing was speechless, is it important that "poetry" has "potatoes"?

If it was before, Fan Jingjing felt that spirit was more important than material, but now, Fan Jingjing, who is incarnated as Sister-in-law Qian, feels that the "potato" that can fill her stomach is important.

"The day is at the end of the mountain, the Yellow River flows into the sea, and you want to be poor for thousands of miles, and go to the next level."

"Good poetry, but not very good for the occasion."

"When you are feasting in the palace, you can chant this song, which is in line with the artistic conception."

The two were chatting happily, and there was a sound of announcement outside the door, and it turned out that Niu Shijin had come to the door.

Fan Jingjing felt very strange, now was not the time to eat, how could Niu Shijin come to the door?

There is not only Li Chengqian in the house, but also Li Liqian, as well as Li Shimin's second, third, fourth, and fifth children.

"I'll go out and see what he's looking for me."

Niu Shijin is not an unreliable person, there must be something wrong when he comes to find him.

There are more and more things involved between the two, no matter what goes wrong, it is a big problem that gives Fan Jingjing a headache.

Seeing that Fan Qi wanted to keep up, she said to her: "Obediently learn arithmetic, you learn arithmetic a little slowly." ”

Fan Qi's eyes were red, she also wanted to learn well quickly! But Arabic numerals are so difficult that they hinder her thinking.

She looked at several people in the Li family with envy, half of them were geniuses, Arabic numerals, they could be written down at a glance, and they could be used freely.

Is it difficult for the royal family to specialize in demons?

But Yu Chi Aya once said that one royal demon is enough, and if there are too many of them, the court will be chaotic.

"What are you looking for me?"

"Do you remember that the two of us are the wardens of the Forestry Department of Sinong Temple?"

"You are, I'm just a subordinate under the pawn, and I gave you a hand."