Yun Ye did not stop in Chang'an, and immediately rushed to the fiefdom after leaving the palace.
Chen Shuda's affairs were not something he could get involved in, and he didn't want to add insult to injury. With Li Er's temperament as the Prince of Hell, it was just a dream for Chen Shuda to escape unscathed. The large-scale enfeoffment of titles during the founding of the People's Republic of China had already made the titles of the Tang Dynasty less valuable than those of the Sui Dynasty.
What he longs for day and night is to take back more titles and lands. Since he ascended the throne, he has only promoted the titles of six close ministers, but cut off 21 of them, including Prince Li Jiancheng and King Qi Li Yuanji.
All the men and horses were dismissed. From then on, the enfeoffment of titles in the Tang Dynasty became extremely cautious. Unless they had great merit, they would not be awarded lightly.
This has nothing to do with Yun Ye. He only knows that his family has been insulted and must get it back. There is no complicated political relationship, it is just about hatred and not about factions. This is Yun Ye's simple view. As for taking sides, just stick to it.
Hold Li Er's thigh tightly and follow him, that's right.
The horse galloped along the official road. The trees and flowers on both sides retreated in unison. The wind whistled in the ears. The horse seemed to know that Yun Ye was eager to go home, so it neighed and sped up again. Behind him, Zhuang Santing and others all rushed together.
Say hello, hurry up and follow closely.
The old woman waited with her whole family at Zhuangzikou. She was very anxious, not knowing what kind of crisis her grandson would encounter in the court. She could not 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 in his throat, and he prayed that he would not be disappointed this time.
It was the grandson who came back. The old woman's closed eyes suddenly opened. Sure enough, the horse the grandson was riding swept across the earth like a gust of wind. The crops in the field seemed to welcome him back, rising and falling together like waves. Xiao Ya lifted up her skirt.
Jiao ran towards his brother, his laughter as clear as a silver bell.
"Grandma, I'm back." Yun Ye said it as if he had gone out for a walk and came home to say hello to grandma, relaxed and natural.
"It's good to come back. Go and wash up quickly. You're already as dirty as a mud monkey." The old lady also acted as if nothing had happened."
Xiaoya was riding on the horse's neck, Daya, Xiaoxi and the others were riding on the horse. Zhuang San and the others were happy to see the Marquis, so they hurriedly let the horse out for the ladies at home to ride. They held the horse and laughed all the way.
arrive home.
Qian Tong wiped away his tears and brushed the dust off Mr. Hou's body over and over again.
"That's enough, that's enough. If you wash the clothes again, they will be torn."
Li Gang was sitting on a chair reading a book, Mr. Yushan was playing chess with Mr. Lishi, and Mr. Yuanzhang was watching the game. From time to time, he accused Mr. Yushan of playing bad chess again, without any sign of a true gentleman watching the game without speaking.
Yun Ye came in with a smile, but before he could speak, Li Gang said: "It seems everything is as you expected, no danger at all!"
"With that poem you wrote, if something happens to me, it will bring shame on your face."
Li Gang was about to nod with satisfaction, but asked urgently: "Who said that poem was written by me? It was obviously written by you, I just copied it once, how can you blame me?"
"His Majesty once asked about the origin of this poem, and said that it was absolutely impossible for an ignorant guy like me to write it. I thought it was reasonable, so I had to say that it was your masterpiece."
"Oh my God, I have been cautious all my life. Although I am not worthy of being highly respected, I am still innocent. I don't want to end up old and have my whole life's reputation ruined in the hands of a bastard like you. I will beat you to death."
Happy lives are always similar. After escaping from the clutches of the old man, Yun Ye lay comfortably on the rocking chair and let out a long breath.
That night, there was a banquet at Yun Mansion, and several old gentlemen were drunk. Li Gang actually boasted to his old friends about the "Charcoal Seller" he had written.
He made his three old friends sober for the most part.
At this time, in the low and humid dungeon of the academy, Huang Shu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, moving his wrists in boredom. His head was empty, without any thoughts, like a dead man.
He actually had many things to miss, such as the woman who smiled sweetly at him in Xinfeng Market. This was the first time that a woman didn't care about his vulgar appearance, even if she was a glutinous rice seller.
He didn't know why he sat at the woman's stall. He didn't like drinking mash, he just liked drinking wine. But that time he really wanted to try it. He noticed that the woman's hand holding the mash was very white, and there were a few shallow spots on the base of her finger joints.
He hesitated for a long time before taking the mash sprinkled with dried fruits from the woman's hand. It was very sweet, just like the woman's smiling face.
That afternoon, he did nothing but sat at the stall and drank six bowls of mash. The woman looked at him worriedly, and he shook his hand and just said that he liked drinking mash.
From that day on, he developed a habit of going to Xinfeng Market to drink glutinous rice.
Grave robbers shouldn't stay in one place for too long, otherwise something could happen. He made up his mind to leave several times, but the woman's smiling face always appeared in front of him.
The woman was not very beautiful, not as good as the women he had slept with in the brothel, nor did she have the sweet fragrance 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
I won't let her go out to do business as a woman, and she is not a Hu Ji who exposes her skin.
Of course, if she is not a widow, he will also make him a widow. Who says that tomb robbers can't kill people? There are more than ten people who died in his hands. There are many ways for a person to die without illness or disaster.
That terrifying Lord Marquis tore up the most beautiful dream in his life. As long as he thinks about the past, no matter how beautiful the memories are, they will end with a basin of red blood. He always feels exhausted and his arms are not as strong as before.
He blamed all of this on the fact that the marquis drew too much of his blood.
The little fat man who was very curious about himself didn't come today, maybe because it was raining. He had been underground all year round. From the subtle changes in the walls of the cell, he knew that it was raining heavily outside, and it was raining very hard.
The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away. It was the Yun family guard who was going to rest on the ground. An iron spoon slipped from his cuff, and he held it in his hand with a twist of his wrist. He slowly moved away from the bed, and an embarrassing
Kaneng passed through a hole and appeared on the wall. He drilled in skillfully and dug hard with the sharpened spoon. Fortunately, there were not many stones here.
The lights in Yun Ye's room were still on. Several old gentlemen had drunk too much and were not suitable for walking at night, so they arranged for them to stay at Yun's house. He went back to the academy to take charge. When he came back, he was grabbed by the studious classmate Li Tai.
I want to ask you a math question. "Yezi, if a room that is eight feet wide and six feet long needs to be filled with soil, how many kilograms of soil will be needed?"
"This question cannot be solved."
"Why can't you calculate it? Didn't you say that everything in this world can be measured?"
"Of course it can be measured. The question you asked lacks the conditions. Can you tell me how much a piece of soil weighs three feet long, three feet wide and three feet high? Only if you know this condition can you calculate your method?
question."
"Doesn't it mean that in order to calculate this type of question, we must first know the weight of many things at fixed dimensions?" Li Tai opened his eyes and looked at Yun Ye.
"Qingque! I have to admit that you are indeed good at learning. Your reputation for being smart since childhood is indeed well-deserved. I dare not say that I can be your teacher, but I can bring you in. I believe in you.
He will be much better than me." These were Yun Ye's few honest words. An eleven-year-old child derived the concept of density from a seemingly simple earthwork problem, which made Yun Ye have to admire the power of the Li family's genes.
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"If I calculate everything I can see, it will be much easier for others to calculate such problems in the future, right?" Li Tai took a closer look at Yun Ye and made sure that he was not sarcastic before asking the question again.
"On this basis, Qingque, you can leave a name in the history of arithmetic." Yun Ye said with certainty.
Li Tai nodded proudly.
"Yezi, if I know these, can I apply them to the cylindrical calculations you talked about?"
"Of course. I only briefly mentioned the calculation of cylinders to give you an idea. It's too early to learn now. Of course, you are an exception. By the way, Qingque, when did you become interested in earthwork and cylinders?
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"Since I discovered yesterday that the ground in the tomb robber's cell was an inch higher."
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