"Shang Hong; Ji Huang; Xiang Lan".

Zhao Wu also wrote down his speculation: "Xiang Hong; Ji Huang; Lan Shang".

The servant put all the scrolls back on the original tray and sent them back to Mrs. Xiang, asking her to announce the answer.

He showed the scroll to the young lady, recited the three poems again, and then at the end, he said the correct author's name:

"The red one: 'Gogging roosters crowing, eating vegetables... I have only said that it is the heart of a guest with the swallow.' It was written by Ji Wu, so it is 'Ji Hong'; the yellow one: 'Roys flying in the sky, and in the west of Xiyong... Feng Ya Song diligently, and I was taken by Yongwu.' It was written by Shang You, so it is 'Shang Huang'; the blue one: 'Such as early as the ancient times, who preached it... I realized the changes, so what do I say?' It was done by Xiang Chong, so it is 'Xiang Lan'. I know that my son is better than my father. Although my husband only estimated one of them, he was just my son, and he was barely considered a winner. Therefore, I poured this first cup of 'bamboo sake' for my husband! Please don't bother me, Brother Zhao!"

"Haha, the top meeting! I am willing to accept the loss. Brother Yu believes that he has been indecisive about the boy. Brother Xiang is so lucky to have a son. "Zhao Wu didn't care about this first glass of wine, but he didn't care about Xiang Xu's first drink. Of course, he knew that he would naturally have his share behind him. Mrs. Xiang never went to wine, but was biased towards their brothers, including the least-known brother Qu Jian. He brewed it early every year, and only hoped that they could come here to gather.

The young lady Xiang then smiled happily and poured a full glass of "Qingzhu wine" for Doctor Xiangxu. After seeing him drinking it with some pride and pride, she poured a large glass for Zhao Wu and said with a smile: "Actually, Brother Zhao doesn't know that before you're in the future, my husband has already tested Chong'er for a time, and then he has achieved confidence in his heart. He knows that Chong'er is not an ordinary person who is willing to bow his head and look down on the chicken all day long. Therefore, he judged that the two poems related to chicken were not done by Chong'er."

"Even so, it is really rare that these three young masters have such cultivation at a young age! It's better to teach Mrs. Xiang!" Zhao Wu admired Mrs. Xiang.

"No! Only Ji Yu is taught by me. Shang You's father, Shang Rong, doesn't have to say much. He is an important minister of the previous dynasty and the ancestor of rituals and music. He is the only one who is the bestowed child. He is a gift from heaven. He doesn't know if he doesn't learn it. Even if he is myself, it's hard to explain it clearly. He seems to be born to be rich in five cars, which is not impossible to understand." Mrs. Xiang still objectively analyzed the achievements of the three children, and only recognized that Ji Yu's studies were of her contribution. As for how Cong'er could have so many born, it can only be explained that it was given by God and was born with innate.

"It seems that you all regret that all three families have extraordinary descendants; and the dog son Zhao Cheng is far behind these three boys! I am so ashamed of being able to educate my children!" Zhao Wu saw that the younger generations from other families were so promising, and he couldn't help but think of his only son Zhao Cheng. In terms of academics, in terms of today's poetry and prose, it is indeed a lot different from these three children who are close to age. Perhaps he is too spoiled and arrogant to him.

"The Zhao family's bloodline is very noble, and it is a single lineage. Cheng'er takes on this important task, no better than his three sons. He is free and tyrannical, so Brother Zhao doesn't have to worry about it." He comforted Zhao Wudao to the doctor.

"When it comes to Chong'er, you have ear disease and are not good at speaking. You are only three years old, no one has given you a pre-authorized person, and you are also good at reading and writing, and you speak extraordinaryly. How much does God ask? Can you tell me a little bit?" Zhao Wu turned to Cong'er and asked the three-year-old child with an etiquette that is not in line with the elders and young people.

Seeing this, Cong'er felt that he was defeated by this abnormal etiquette. He thought that he was originally copying the poem "Qu Yuan", and he felt ashamed and dared not take it. He quickly knelt down and bowed back to the courtesy. He replied in a tone that he was uncertain: "I dare not! I'm afraid, I dare not! I'm offending. Everything is born with heaven. The teacher comes to heaven and is born with it. I don't know how to understand the so-called "the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed". Please forgive me for not responding. It's so rude!"

Although his tone sounded a bit strange to these three adults, they basically understood it. It was already quite difficult to communicate to this level. It was too late to be grateful, so how could they care more?

"Sincere, it's not that I'm too impatient, I'm not willing to speak easily. I'm really not sure if I can communicate with the ancients successfully by learning the second-hand Cantonese pronunciation of Kings!" Cong'er was secretly nervous. Usually, he didn't speak without opening his mouth. He basically only wanted to write, not that he was too impatient, and refused to speak easily, let alone, saying so long. This is almost the longest thing he said in one breath since this life. If Uncle Zhao Huzi, who had not pierced his butt, suddenly had such a big gift and frightened him, he wouldn't have forced himself to speak in public!

"Haha, my nephew is over!" Zhao Wu signaled Cong'er to get up, "However, I want to ask for advice. In the poems you wrote, the questions you asked are: one is the number of days, such as 'In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it? The upper and lower parts have not been in shape, how can we examine it?'; the second is the number of things, such as 'the boats are overturned, how can we take it?'; the third is the number of politics, 'the meeting of the court and the competition for alliance, how can we practice my schedule? The birds fly in flocks, who can help me raise them? The attack on Zhou Gong, Shu Dan is not apologized. Why do you personally give me a good job? Zhou's orders are given to the Yin world, and his position is safe. If you reverse the battle, then you will be killed. What crimes are you? The fight against the attack.

How can I do the weapon? King Mu is clever and plum, what is Zhouliu? Wufa killed Yin, what is the war? What is the anxious thing? The shocked daughter picking Wei, and the deer is the deer. The fourth is the "Emperor's number": "Why are the thunder and lightning in the evening, what is the worry? If you don't follow the ruthlessness, what is the emperor asking for? If you understand the mistakes and change, what do I say? Such "Heaven, things, politics, emperor", is high, and is unpredictable, and it is difficult to answer for the ages. Why do you think? Zhou destroyed Zhou Jin, how did you know? In the end, you made a "understanding mistakes and change" again. Whose fault? It is not, many secrets of heaven, and you have to talk about it with your three-year-old body, and you dare not smile and talk lightly?"

Cong'er thought to himself: "Zhao Wu's Chinese is really good. He can summarize the 'reading comprehension' for hundreds of years so quickly. Fortunately, I only excerpted and memorized a small part of "Heavenly Questions". If I memorized the whole text, Qu Yuan asked more than 170 questions in total, so don't be entangled by this old man Zhao! It's really a headache! Moreover, the questions asked here are even in 2020, and Xin Wu, who is a top student who is studying for undergraduate studies, can't answer them!"

After thinking about this, he remembered the name of a future great god whom he heard from Shang You today. Although he is only 18 years old now, he knew that in the near future, the one who can answer these questions is the most reliable and closest to the correct answer is only him-Li Er, Laozi, and Brother Dan.

So he asked his servant for a brush and ink, and on the blue bamboo slips marked for him, he added a big word "Dan" in the blank space behind the poem "Tianwen" and asked the servant to present it to Zhao Wu.

When Zhao Zhengqing saw the word "Dan", he was quite puzzled and asked the young lady Xiang: "What does this "Dan" mean?"

He replied to the young lady: "Dan is a disciple of Shang Rong, the son of Sima Lao Zuo of Song State. Lao Dan is named Li Er. He heard that Shang You said that this boy also had similar questions, and he did not stop asking any questions asked by Chong'er. The doctor Shang Rong had been silent for a long time. Therefore, Chong'er mentioned this name, which means that if you ask for an answer, you can also ask this boy."

"So sad! Are we going to Bindu to find him?"


Chapter completed!