Chapter 103: Make plans for the future

The more Zhang Wang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. If other children did this, she wouldn’t say anything. How could he not know her own children?

My son is a bit dependent on his mother. Every day, he always comes to him and takes a look. If he is awake, he will greet him and come over to kiss him. If he is not awake yet, the maid said that Xiaobao always has to help tuck the blanket or tuck it before turning back.

The same is true when I go to bed at night. I have to come and have a look first. Stay awake for a while, and take a cushy whim before leaving after sleeping. This is why I know that my son is different from other children and still like him so much. Who is really a monster who will be so kind to my mother?

But these two children are not bad for their men. They are so serious when studying. My husband said it more than once. If such a student is put in front of any master, the master will feel that smoke is coming from his ancestral grave. He will understand it as soon as he says it, and answer it as soon as he asks. The only thing that students who teach such a student are worried about is that there is nothing to teach at that time.

Such a child was indifferent when he heard his father recited a poem. Who would believe him? Thinking about what they just said, a special idea appeared in Zhang Wang's heart.

"Husband, I heard your poems and don't seem to like the sunset very much. Why not go and see the old lady and the old lady first, and I will play here with my children for a while and go back." Zhang Wangshi issued an order to expel Zhang's father.

But Zhang's father didn't expect so much. When he heard his wife's words, he felt that this should be the case. He drank another bowl of wine, and then stood up and walked towards the yard where his parents were. One was that he really wanted to see his parents, and the other was that he was afraid that his wife would ask him to say something about poetry. This kind of thing was not something that ordinary people could do.

Waiting for Zhang’s father to leave, Zhang Wang said to his son: “Xiaobao, tell me what does it mean that flowers fall and are not without love?”

"Ah? What did you say?" Zhang Xiaobao stared at his mother blankly. The cute expression was as cute as he was. His chubby body, round face, big eyes, and eyelashes were moving. He wanted to pick it up and kiss her.

"Tell me, I'll tell you a poem now." Zhang Wang asked with a calm face, holding back his actions of kissing his son.

"What else can poetry be? The sun is slanting in the sun, and the whip is swaying from east to east. The fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. That's all." Zhang Xiaobao said helplessly. If someone asked him, he would definitely pretend to be stupid, but his mother asked, he couldn't bear to do that. Anyway, he did a lot of things normally, so that's not bad.

"As it turns out, the fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. This is the real poem, what about the next one?" Zhang Wang sighed when he heard his son's words. His son is the most powerful in the family. He told others that no one would believe it. There is also this daughter-in-law, just like his son, who can't reveal it.

"Tell me, it's your turn." Zhang Xiaobao touched Wang Juan.

"Mother-in-law, the next one is actually about other places, Hangzhou West Lake, where there are more lotus flowers than here. After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun. It was the scenery that Xiaobao and I heard others talk about, and they were fooled by it."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaobao had compromised, Wang Juan had to say it out, and explained it again in order to avoid misunderstandings from others.

In the third chapter, Wang Wang didn't want to ask. She already knew the abilities of the two children, especially for Wang Juan's daughter-in-law. The rich family didn't have to buy fertile land at the beginning, which explained everything. Since the two farms had two children, they have become different. The repeated transactions and various calculations made her feel shocked.

The difference between the two children and others is that they are their own, especially Xiaobao. If you have delicious food, you should take them over first if you have something useful. Whether it is a monster or a god, as long as it is your own child, it will be done.

"Xiaobao, Juanjuan, don't say these things to others in the future." Zhang Wang was afraid of losing his child, so he persuaded him.

"Yeah, I won't say it." Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan replied at the same time. They are not fools, and they still know who they are showing what they are.

"That's good. Go back and go to bed early. It's hot. Remember to ask the pomegranate to help drive away mosquitoes more." Zhang Wang kissed the two children's faces and felt relieved.

She is not as worried as others. If her child is good, that is good. If she can be the prime minister at the age of twelve, what if her son is eight? Then the surname Gan can be promoted so much younger than others. Why can't her child be much younger?

"Isn't it too scary?" Zhang Xiaobao came back and asked Wang Juan.

"Who are you scared? You should be scared for a long time, and don't care about this time. Don't think about it. The only benefit of the people here is superstition. It's nothing more powerful. You can also improve the confidence of those people in the inner courtyard. You must know that what they care about is not whether you are a monster or a god. They are just thinking about whether you can bring them more benefits, including both material and spiritual aspects."

Wang Juan thought clearly. She had never encountered an eight-year-old child before, and she was a quadratic equation for her, oral calculation. The young University of Science and Technology is not a decoration. They really have capable people, and there are many with IQs as high as 16. You can't catch one when you meet one, right? You can only train them.

"Oh, I just ask, I'm afraid others are worried, so I'll go to bed first, and I have to learn when I get up. It's not okay without knowledge." Zhang Xiaobao mainly wanted to find someone to tell me, and Wang Juan just met his requirements.

"Okay, go to bed." Wang Juan agreed, and the two of them lay on the collapse again.

Two hours later, the two were woken up by pomegranates again and came to the desk together.

Zhang Xiaobao grind the grinding and found that Wang Juan was still motionless. He touched her and asked, "What are you doing? Didn't you sleep enough just now? Then continue to sleep, it's not bad for this day."

"Who said I didn't sleep enough? I was wondering how to help you improve? If you want a very fast speed, you will know that you will definitely choose to take the exam for a scholar. That is not a simple matter. At least you have to know how to write poetry, and it won't work by copying it. Others may not choose the right place you can copy.

For example, if you ask you to write a bug, how do you write? You can write whatever the ground or the top of the mountain, but does this person think it is a bug? It is a bee. It seems that there is not such a perfect classification yet. What do you think you will do?"

Wang Juan pulled Zhang Xiaobao's hand aside and said with a frown.

Zhang Xiaobao also understood that it was not so easy for him to learn these things as soon as possible, especially in poetry, which required accumulation. He never put in this effort when he was young, and he kept cheating people when he grew up. He made a lot of money, but he didn't learn some basic things. It can't be said to be regrets or destiny.

Now he wanted to take the exam for the scholar with the highest honor, so he could only work hard and accumulate some things. Seeing Wang Juan thinking there, he asked again: "Then do you have any solutions? After all, you learned it. Unlike me, you are all learning something practical in prison. Who knows that the most practical here is the most unrealistic at that time."

"Don't worry, I'm thinking about it. I have it, do you know about Li Weng Yun?" Wang Juan thought for a while, and finally thought of something.

"I don't know, is it because he was alone in the boat, the old man fishing alone in the snow in the cold river? You didn't want me to draw, right? This is not possible. I have no foundation and am not interested in this aspect. I may not be able to learn it for a lifetime." Zhang Xiaobao denied.

"What painting? What you are talking about is Jiang Xue. What I asked about is Li Weng's rhyme, which is a pair of couplets, couplets, Spring Festival couplets with horizontal banners, sky to earth, rain to wind, continent to sky. Have you heard of it?" Wang Juan said to Zhang Xiaobao again.

"Well, I know, I heard a few words when I eavesdropped on others' lectures. I remember that there was a faint thunder and a fog behind it. The sun was down to the sky. Is it right?" Zhang Xiaobao immediately reacted.

"Yes, it seems that you learned to eavesdrop when you were a child." Wang Juan praised. She had already heard Zhang Xiaobao talk about her childhood experiences.

Zhang Xiaobao understood this time, but felt something was wrong. He thought about it and said, "It's the Tang Dynasty now. Is it useful to ask me to write the right one? People all write poetry."

"You are stupid, are there no parallelism in poetry? For example, modern poetry is strictly required for parallelism, especially for regulated poetry. This is how the couple itself is, do you understand?" Wang Juan has a better understanding of this aspect than Zhang Xiaobao. After all, she is a master's student. No matter what she studies, some things are written in textbooks.

What's more, her family is not ordinary, and she has to learn all kinds of things since she was a child. Perhaps she does not have the special talent of Zhang Xiaobao, but when it comes to basic education, the ten Zhang Xiaobao combined cannot compare to her.

Zhang Xiaobao also knew that Wang Juan's family was rich and powerful, and learned a lot of things. Seeing Wang Juan's serious look, he understood that the person who accompanied him would not harm him, so he had to admit it: "I don't know. I will listen to whatever you say, at least in this regard, tell me how to practice?"

"Well, just know your shortcomings. Let's just carry the Huweng first. I can get from beginning to end at the age of four. I won the first place in the city competition. It's not up to my power, but my own ability." Wang Juan appreciates Zhang Xiaobao's attitude, and admits that if you don't know, such people are the most terrifying. They will study hard to regain their self-esteem.

Zhang Xiaobao asked sincerely: "Then do you still remember it now? Teach me, I learned to find a way to let my father know too."

"Okay, learn from the beginning, the sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind... The two stars of the Niu Girl are around the river, and the two stars of the shanghai fight west and east...
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