It Took 100,000 Years of Immortal Cultivation To Discover That Xinxian Village Was a Forbidden Area

Fang's father's laughter echoed around him, his face full of pride. This was the prodigy of his family. If Kong Sheng was alive, Zhong Yong would definitely let Zhong Yong compete with him, and it was unclear who would win or lose.

He has always been expansive.

When Zhong Yong explained the theory of castles in the air, it became even more inflated, and there was a feeling that my son Zhong Yong was invincible in the world.

His laughter was so wild that the black dog sitting on the ground barked in fright and looked at him with a neurotic face, feeling that Father Fang was a little crazy.

"It's really amazing. You can explain the theory with reason and reason, and the logic is so clear. You deserve to be a child prodigy, but I have a question?" Li Mingwang looked at Fang Zhongyong.

Father Fang retracted his laughter and said, "Don't be polite, ask any questions, and my son can answer them."

"Please speak." Fang Zhongyong raised his head and said with narrowed eyes.

"You mentioned a bunch of ancient books just now, including "Guanzi", "Guiguzi", "Lushi Spring and Autumn"..." Li Ming had almost forgotten the following books.

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

"Yes, you are using these books to prove the theory of magnets, but as far as I know, your ancestors of the Fang family have been farming for a living. Even if you are a child prodigy, you can't come up with this knowledge out of thin air."

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

"My son was five years old without a teacher, and he started writing poetry, which shook the village. When he was six years old, Wang Yuanwai, a big family in Jinxi County, invited my son Zhongyong to write poetry.

Zhong Yong wrote a poem on the spot, which shocked Wang Yuanwai.

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

Zhong Yong studied in it for half a year. I thought it was boring. My son is so smart, what else is he reading? Isn't this a waste of time? "

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

Wang Yuanwai's study was filled with books, but after reading a little, my father said that there is no need to study any more.

At that time, I still remember what my father said: Books are for stupid people, smart people often learn without a teacher, and prodigies like him don't need to learn.

Li Ming thought about it for a while, and then said, "The Wang Yuan you mentioned, does he have a nephew named Wang Anshi?"

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

Speaking of which, Wang Anshi is still the same age as my son Zhongyong, but unfortunately, this child is far less intelligent than my son Zhongyong, and looks a bit dull.

Besides, this Wang Anshi is a dead brain. He and his father came to visit relatives in Jinxi County, but they didn't leave the book. Isn't this a nerd?

The achievements of this person in the future will definitely not be comparable to that of my son Zhongyong.

Maybe you will be mediocre all your life and accomplish nothing.

Still my son is powerful, and my son has the talent of a saint! "

Fang's father emphasized again, as if he was afraid that Li Ming would not know.

Hearing this, Li Ming was unable to complain in his heart, because Fang's short-sighted father had no idea of ​​Wang Anshi's future achievements. Wang Anshi was intelligent since childhood and loved to read.

He especially likes to read, and he is obsessed with books.

Still unforgettable, I wrote it down.

Zeng wrote a book and established the "New Learning of Jinggong".

He once used the "Five Elements Theory" to explain the formation of the universe, enriching and developing the thought of simple materialism.

In literature, he is listed among the "Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties", and is known as "Wang Jing Gong Style".

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

Li Ming couldn't help but find it amusing that such a powerful person was "prophesied" by Fang's father to be like this.

Fang's father saw a smile on Li Ming's mouth, and asked suspiciously, "What are you laughing at?"

Li Mingdao: "I think Wang Anshi's success in the future will be very powerful. He may far surpass your son Fang Zhongyong and become an outstanding figure and a legendary figure."

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

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

Fang's father was still proud: "Wang Anshi is not smart enough, and he will definitely not do much in the future, but my son Fang Zhongyong is different. At the age of five, he can refer to objects and write poems, and he can use one heart and six things. The reason why many saints are saints is that they started from the beginning. Someone has the money of a saint."

"Let's go and sit first."

Li Ming didn't want to talk to him, thinking that Fang's father was a cancer and must be removed.

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

Fang's father could naturally sense Li Ming's expression and said, "Don't believe it, just wait, in a few years, my son will definitely shine and shine in this world, right, Zhong Yong?"

Without hearing Zhong Yong's answer, Fang's father turned to look at him, and saw that his eyes were always on Li Ming's waist.

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

Fang Zhongyong finally regained his senses and looked up at his father: "Dad, what's wrong?"

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

What's going on with this son? He has been distracted twice since he came here. If this goes on like this, even with his guidance, this son will not be able to help him.

"Are you looking at this?" Li Ming pointed to the dragon-patterned wooden plaque around his waist~www.wuxiamtl.com~ um. Fang Zhongyong nodded, since he noticed the wooden sign on Li Ming's waist, he has been staring at it, thinking in his heart.

"What's so good about this?" Li Ming couldn't understand.

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

Fang Zhongyong noticed it for a long time, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of the word.

He hasn't seen it.

Hearing his words, Li Ming was stunned.

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

A child is ignorant. He is very curious about things he doesn't know, and he also thinks.

Although this is a very small detail, for an eight or nine-year-old child, this is undoubtedly a genius at the enchanting level, if he is properly guided.

This person may really become a saint in the future.

The kid gave him too many surprises, and Li Ming was also a little excited. He took off the dragon-patterned wooden plaque from his waist and handed it to him, saying:

"I like it, but I can't give it to you. I can only lend it to you to play. If you can decipher the words on it, I will reward you." Li Ming said, bending over to touch his head.

The numbers shown above are Arabic numerals, and now it shows "24".

Li Ming felt that Fang Zhongyong couldn't recognize it. This is the writing of later generations. If he can recognize it, he must be a transmigrator.

"I'll try my best." Fang Zhongyong took the dragon-patterned wooden plaque with both hands.

"What is the reward? If you want my son to help you decipher the words above, the reward can't be low." Although Father Fang didn't know what it was, he wasn't interested, just gave him money.

"Don't always think about money, money, money."

"I don't want money, so what do I want?"