Fang's father's laughter echoed around him, his face full of pride. This was his child prodigy. If Confucius was alive, Zhongyong would definitely be able to compete with him. It is unknown which one wins and who will lose.

He has always been very inflated.

When Zhongyong explained the theory of the castles in the air, it became even more inflated, and he felt that my son Zhongyong was invincible in the world.

His laughter was too wild, and the black dog sitting on the ground was so scared that he barked "Wool" and looked at him with a crazy look on his face, feeling that Fang's father was a little crazy.

"It's indeed amazing. You can make the theory reasonable and well-founded, and the logic is so clear. You are worthy of being a prodigy, but I have a problem?" Li Ming looked at Fang Zhongyong.

Fang's father withdrew his laughter and said, "Don't be polite, ask whatever you want, my son can answer."

"Please say it." Fang Zhongyong raised his head and squinted his eyes.

"You have just talked about a bunch of ancient books, including "Guanzi", "Guiguzi", "Lüshi Chunqiu"..." Li Ming has forgotten the following few books.

Fang Zhongyong reminded: "There are also "Fengshan Book" and "Huainan Wanbishu".

"Yes, you use these books to prove the theory of magnets, but as far as I know, your Fang family has lived by farming for generations. Even if you are a child prodigy, you cannot produce this knowledge out of thin air."

"You don't know anything about this." Fang's father still looked proud and said:

"My son was five years old and could write poems without a teacher. He picked up his pen and wrote poems, which shocked the countryside. When he was six years old, Wang Yuanwai, a wealthy family in Jinxi County, invited my son Zhongyong to write poems.

Zhongyong wrote poems on the spot, shocking Wang Yuanwai.

Wang Yuanwai admired my son very much and felt that my son had a bright future. He then made an exception and opened his study room, saying that he wanted my son to study.

Zhongyong has been studying in it for half a year. I think it’s boring. My son is so smart, so what else can he read? Isn’t this a waste of time?”

Fang Zhongyong said shyly: "I just saw these books inside, but I was lucky. I saw books like magnets, but I hadn't read a few books."

Wang Yuanwai’s study room was full of books. After reading a little bit, his father said that there was no need to learn again.

At that time, I still remember my father said: Books are for fools, and smart people often learn from them without a teacher, and there is no need to learn prodigy like him.

Li Ming thought for a while and said, "Does he have a nephew named Wang Anshi you mentioned?"

Fang's father nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Wang Yuanwai is Wang Anshi's uncle.

Speaking of which, Wang Anshi is the same age as my son Zhongyong. Unfortunately, this child is far less smart than my son Zhongyong and looks a little stupid.

Moreover, Wang Anshi was just a stubborn man. He came to Jinxi County with his father to visit relatives, but he never left his books. Isn’t this a nerd?

This person's future achievements will definitely not be as good as my son Zhongyong.

Maybe you will do nothing for the rest of your life.

It’s still my son’s greatness, my son has the gift of a saint!”

Fang's father emphasized again that he seemed to be afraid that Li Ming would not know.

Li Ming was powerless to complain in his heart because Fang's father, who was short-sighted, had no idea about Wang Anshi's future achievements. Wang Anshi was smart since childhood and loved reading.

He particularly likes reading and is obsessed with books.

I still remember it and wrote it down.

He once wrote a book and created the "Jinggong New Learning".

The "Five Elements Theory" was used to explain the generation of the universe, enriching and developing the idea of ​​simple materialism.

In literature, it is ranked among the "Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties" and is known as the "Wang Jing Gongyi".

Wang Anshi was the most famous politician, writer, thinker and reformer in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Such a powerful person was "prophetic" by Fang's father and was still mediocre all his life. Li Ming couldn't help but find it funny. It seems that Fang's father is really short-sighted and ignorant.

Seeing Li Ming’s mouth a smile, Fang’s father asked in confusion: “Why are you laughing at?”

Li Ming said: "I think Wang Anshi's future success may be very good, and he may be far superior to your son Fang Zhongyong, becoming an outstanding figure and a hymn person."

"Impossible, my son Fang Zhongyong has the resources of a saint."

"Can you stop talking about this sentence all day long?" Li Ming wanted to laugh.

Fang's father was still proud: "Wang Anshi is not smart enough, so he will definitely not have much achievements in the future. But my son Fang Zhongyong is different. He can write poems at the age of five and can use all his heart and six purposes. The reason why many saints are saints is because they had the resources of saints at the beginning."

"Let's go in and sit down first."

Li Ming didn't want to talk to him, and thought Fang's father was a cancer and he would have to be removed.

Otherwise, the child prodigy will definitely be ruined by him.

Fang's father could naturally notice Li Ming's expression and said, "Don't believe it, wait. In a few years, my son will shine brightly and shine on this world, right, Zhongyong?"

Unexpectedly, Fang's father looked at him sideways and saw that his eyes were always staring at Li Ming's waist.

Fang's father was furious and said angrily: "Zhongyong, what are you looking at? I asked you just now."

Fang Zhongyong came back to his senses and looked up at his father: "Dad, what's wrong?"

Father Fang said, "Why are you always distracted? What are you thinking? Don't embarrass your father."

What's going on with this son? I've been distracted twice when I came here. If this continues, even with his guidance, I can't help him.

"Are you looking at this?" Li Ming pointed to the dragon pattern wooden sign on his waist.

"Yes." Fang Zhongyong nodded. Since he noticed the wooden sign on Li Ming's waist, he has been staring at it and thinking in his heart.

"What's so good about this?" Li Ming couldn't figure it out.

"What are the two words on the wooden sign?"

Fang Zhongyong had noticed it a long time ago, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not think of what the word was.

He has never seen it.

Li Ming was shocked when he heard his words.

Now, he was convinced that this child was definitely a child prodigy.

A child is confused and is very curious about what he doesn't know, and he will think about it.

Although this is a very small detail, for a child of eight or nine years old, this is undoubtedly a genius of the evil level, if the correct guidance is provided.

This person may really become a saint in the future.

This child gave him so many surprises. Li Ming was also a little excited. He took off the dragon pattern wooden sign on his waist and handed it to him, saying:

"I like it, right? But I can't give it to you. I can only lend it to you for fun. If you can crack the words on it, I will be rewarded." Li Ming bent over and touched his head and said.

The numbers shown above are Arabic numerals, and now they are displayed "24".

Li Ming felt that Fang Zhongyong could not recognize it. This was a text from later generations. If he could recognize it, he would definitely be a time traveler.

"I'll do my best." Fang Zhongyong took the dragon pattern wooden sign with both hands.

"What are the rewards? I ask my son to help you crack the words above. The rewards cannot be low." Although Fang's father didn't know what it was, he was not interested, just give money.

"Don't always think about money."

"If you don't want money, what do I want?"
Chapter completed!