Han Shengping thought to himself, is the city lord a change in nature? A junior looked down on him so despised him, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only grit his teeth and come to the Liu family again, feeling so hatred in his heart.

Liu Meng met him impatiently, and asked, "What instructions does Mr. Han have?"

"Haha, sir, don't dare to be a sir. I am the master of the city lord. I am a servant of the Liu family. Don't be polite. I was wrong before, but when I went back, I was scolded by the city lord and came here to apologize and apologize."

Hey, didn’t this city lord’s cousin be very revengeful? Liu Meng was Shun’s donkey’s personality. After hearing what he said, he said generously: “It’s nothing. The family doesn’t say two families. I tell my uncle that I will visit him when I have time.”

"That's right, it's a family after all." Han Shengping's old face was so embarrassed that he said: "The city lord also said that the Li family asked him to invite him to the peace. The Li family has always been a big taxpayer, and it is not easy to refuse. Could you please ask Young Master Liu to give the Li family ten days to give the Li family a grace. After the limelight is over, then Li Biao will fulfill his promise to debate the battle again."

Han Sheng was very capable of talking to others when he saw people and was very good at speaking to ghosts. Since he understood the city lord's meaning, he could naturally put his posture very low.

When Liu Meng waved his hand with a smile on his face, he waved his hand very happily and said, "Okay, tell my cousin, I agree."

"That's so thankful to Young Master Liu for his understanding. The city lord must be happy to know."

After saying a few words, Han Shengping's old face smiled like an old chrysanthemum. His words made Liu Meng get goosebumps. In just two hours, a person's attitude was so earth-shaking, and it was rare to be so thick-skinned.

Liu Meng always stayed away from such a person, squinted his eyes and half-lying, sucking his saliva, "What did Mr. Han say just now? Sorry, I didn't have a good rest last night, I'm sleepy now."

"Young Master Liu must have studied academic too late last night. I won't bother you anymore. Now I will go back to report to the city lord." Han Shengping said with a smile. The very kind elder sighed again: "My grandson Han Jia is not a good person. He became a quasi-scholar two years ago. He has not been able to successfully worship the stars yet. In the future, he can give some advice to Mr. Liu."

This is a very obscure ridicule. Why are you proud of? I am a prospective scholar, and even my grandson is a prospective scholar. Don’t think that becoming a prospective scholar is great. Let’s talk about it if you have the ability to become a real scholar.

Liu Meng nodded and said, "Okay, I will go to the Wisdom Palace in two days. If you have the chance, I will give you some advice. How much I can understand depends on my grandson's understanding. After all, I have not been successful in two years of star worship. I am afraid there will be little hope in this life."

Puff, Han Shengping almost spurted out an old blood. After walking out of Liu's mansion, he held his chest for a while before he recovered and shouted: "Ignorance child, ignorant child, like your father, he will not have a good end."

In the early morning, the air is the freshest.

Liu Mansion, Liu Fuyao likes to plant a special variety of plum blossoms, just like wintersweet, which can withstand the scorching heat and the severe cold, and its flowering season is also the worst time of the year. He was taking care of the plum blossoms, his face was gloomy and silent.

Liu Chong stood behind his father without saying a word. His father has been strict with him since he was a child, and there has never been too close communication between the father and son.

Liu Fuyao sighed lightly and said suddenly: "Liu Zhong was the father in everything, and his son finally became a quasi-scholar."

Liu Chong felt nervous, and Liu Fu waved his hand, "Go and take care of the flowers and plants for your father for a while."

If you say that Liu Chong hates the most is Liu Zhong. Since he was a child, his father often talked about this former enemy and had great reputation at home. His father was always suppressed back then, and after he showed his academic talent since he was a child, he also shrouded his head like a huge shadow.

He became a quasi-scholar at the age of 16. People in the family would say that Xiao Chong was really amazing. He became the second youngest in the family history. His father's hatred was completely transferred to him. After becoming a quasi-scholar, he had stricter requirements for himself and finally got the badge. He wanted to prove step by step that he would be more dazzling than Liu Zhong.

...

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

Liu Meng almost stayed at home, except for going to the shoe store once.

Boss Hu was quick-witted and made a pair of pairs of shop treasures, which paid for the price. It was really comfortable to wear.

The primary apprentice Yang Si changed his past fatigue and greeted him with a smile when he saw Liu Meng coming in.

"Are you already a prospective scholar? That's amazing."

"What? Do you want to study academically, too?"

"Of course I want to." Yang Si looked envious, and then his head drooped again. He didn't have that opportunity. His family was poor and his mother never allowed him to go to the Wisdom Palace.

"I'll give you a few questions. If you perform well, I'll teach you."

"Okay, you said." Yang Si was very excited and ready to beat his hands.

Boss Hu glared and shouted: "You guy went to the backyard to pick up the soles of your shoes. Don't disturb the distinguished guests of our store. Haha, Xuezhe Liu, sorry."

"It's okay." Liu Meng looked at the boy very clever and thought about taking the exam, saying, "1+2+3+4+...+100 is equal to what? Start timing."

Yang Si frowned and pondered. Although he was 15 years old, he had never had the chance to come into contact with any academics.

“5050.”

The speed is very fast, but Liu Meng knew that people in this world generally have strong computing power. Even if this question is added up one by one, it would not take much time. He then said: "What does 1+2+...+1000 mean?"

This time it's faster.

“500500.”

"How did you calculate?"

"These are continuous natural numbers. If you change the order, the ends and ends will be added together, which will be much simpler." Yang Si looked proud.

He is really talented. On Earth, the prince of mathematics understood this principle when he was 7 years old. At that time, he was only in contact with mathematics for a short time. This still doesn't mean anything. Liu Meng said again: "1+4+9+16+25+...+1000000 is equal to what does it mean?"

1 to 1000 natural numbers squared sum.

At this moment, Yang Si's face was obviously solemn, and there was no obvious pattern to find. His proud smile disappeared, and his fingers were writing and drawing.

"When you calculate the results, you can go to me at any time."

Boss Hu was shocked when he looked at Liu Meng leaving, and suddenly felt a sense of awe. He shook his head and sighed: "The scholars are different from us civilians."

People in this world are exposed to education that scholars do not value the people and do not care about them when they are born, and their awe for scholars are deeply rooted in the bones.

Behind the Liu family's mansion is Bei'an River. Liu Meng likes to sit by the river fishing the most these days, and he is content with leisure. On that day, he called Zhao Dai to come over to play. Zhao Dai is still honest and heartless. He brought a lot of pastries from home, and Liu Meng ate it.

He exclaimed continuously: "Adai, where did you buy these pastries? They are so delicious."

"Where is it to buy it? It's made by my chef. It's delicious. I have to bring it with me every day. I will eat one if I'm hungry."

Zhao Dai's temperament is the easiest to be happy, and Liu Meng also feels relaxed and happy with him. He is indeed not suitable for academics, but he doesn't care much. He comes out every day to gather with a few friends to discuss academics.

"Ah Dai, don't your father force you to study academics?"
Chapter completed!