Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3431 My son is so handsome
After a round of fighting, the literati and diners sent by Sikong Wancai were all defeated by Chen'er.

All the people in the whole hall who came to participate in the cultural banquet were impressed by the little boy on the stage again, and the eyes of admiration and admiration wrapped around him.

The little boy stood on the stage with his hands clasped behind his back. Even though he was young, he exuded a natural kingly demeanor that shocked the audience.

Sikong Wancai was also so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell off, and his face was even hotter.

He raised his hand and slapped the faces of the losers around him a few times.

"My son feeds you with delicious food and drink, do you all eat shit?"

"Fortunately, you are all people with fame and fame, and you are all eloquent and boast louder than anyone else,"

"If you're tied together right now, you can't argue with a young child? You bastards, get out of here!"

Those diners originally thought they could use this opportunity to make a splash at the banquet, so as to gain a chance for themselves.

Unexpectedly, they lost face and got slapped by the master, covering their faces one by one, and hid in the corner to bark like a dog.

Sikong Wancai was still furious and wanted to chase after him to fight him, but at this moment, the oldest man who had been following him stopped him.

"My lord, this is a cultural banquet, and all the people who come and go are Hongru. If you have any anger, it's not too late to let it out until you return to the house, so as not to be judged humanely and lose the face of the Sikong family."

Hearing what the older man beside him said, Sikong Wancai temporarily suppressed his anger.

He looked at the older man, his eyes were different from those of the diners before, and there was more respect in his eyes.

"Teacher Yan, I'm so ashamed today..."

Teacher Yan said: "I originally told you not to show off the limelight..."

Sikong Wancai interrupted: "What the teacher taught me is, but this time I'm already on the verge of riding a tiger, so help me, teacher!"

Teacher Yan glanced sideways at the little boy standing there looking this way.

There was a light smile on the little boy's face, but provocation and ridicule were also written in those clear and bright eyes.

Obviously, this little boy is also extremely arrogant in his bones.

I am a stupid student, but I was born to provoke an arrogant and capable person, hey!

Teacher Yan raised his hand to stroke his slightly gray beard, and said to Sikong Wancai: "Forget it, I will go up and meet him for a while as a teacher!"

Hearing that the teacher was willing to go up and find a place for himself, Sikong Wancai suddenly became excited like a chicken blood.

Teacher Yan stepped up to the stage, and Sikong Wancai raised a middle finger to the little boy on the stage from behind.

The little boy just glanced at Sikong Wancai's childish middle finger, then looked away and landed on the older man who was walking slowly in front of him.

Intuition told him that this older man was more knowledgeable than the previous group of people.

Take the challenge seriously, respect your opponent and yourself.

"Yan is not talented, but he knows a thing or two about counting chips, so he came here to discuss with the little brother."

Teacher Yan raised his hand and hugged the little boy.

The little boy also raised his hand, and returned a salute without breaking the etiquette: "Senior, you are polite, please enlighten me."

On the stage, the two saluted first and then fought. After a simple exchange of pleasantries, they began to compete.

Teacher Yan said: "I heard the little brother debated with them earlier, and now the little brother is calculating the theory, with profound and unique insights."

"Someone Yan will no longer argue with my little brother. I am a real person and a man of action,"

"In my opinion, no matter how advanced the theory is, if it cannot be put into practice and applied to real life, it is like boiling dumplings in a teapot and empty talk."

After patiently listening to Teacher Yan's words, the little boy smiled and said, "What Teacher Yan said is very true, then please ask Teacher Yan to come up with a question!"

Teacher Yan thought about it seriously, and said: "There is a topic about the Pythagorean law in "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic". In real life, it is widely used in the survey of construction and farmland."

"Not long ago, I encountered a similar problem, and I couldn't figure it out. Today, I will ask you for advice, little brother." Teacher Yan said.

The little boy smiled slightly and said: "Since it is a difficult question for Teacher Yan, it must be an extremely delicate question."

"I don't dare to ask for advice, Teacher Yan will show it, and we will discuss and discuss with each other to be true!"

In the audience, many people stretched their necks and looked at the stage, looking forward to this difficult problem that even Teacher Yan was stumped by.

In the audience, although Yang Ruoqing was also interested in this problem, she was more interested in this Yan.

I'm really grateful to have Guest A, a curious baby, by my side. Whenever confusion arises in Yang Ruoqing's heart, he always asks the question she wants to ask just right.

"What is the background of this teacher Yan? It seems that he is quite respected by Sikong Wancai!" Guest A said.

Guest B is also a know-it-all, answering all questions.

"Speaking of this person surnamed Yan, he is really number one!" Guest B said.

"This man surnamed Yan has been a child prodigy since he was a child, and he is well-known far and wide."

"He started school at the age of six, and passed the examination as a scholar at the age of eight. He is the youngest scholar in Yecheng."

"At the age of 12, he won the first place in the list. At the age of 16, he was ranked first in the Jinshi. He was selected as the second place by the current emperor during the palace examination. That year, he returned to his hometown in full glory. It was very beautiful."

"This man named Yan is best at counting. After he got the second place in the exam, he was sent by the emperor to be a teacher for the twelve princes, and he specialized in teaching the twelve princes to count."

"During the chaos of the false emperor last year, the twelve princes suddenly drowned in the lotus pond in the imperial garden,"

"Teacher Yan was also arrested by the false emperor. I heard that he was tortured severely. The false emperor wanted to win over Teacher Yan, but Teacher Yan just refused. When his straightforward temper came up, he was almost beheaded."

"Later, it was also rescued by the nobleman. Since then, Teacher Yan brought his wife and children back from the capital to Yecheng, his hometown, and was recruited by Sikong Wancai's father with a lot of money. Wancai is preparing to take over the family business in the future..."

After hearing Guest B's words, Guest A and Yang Ruoqing were secretly shocked.

This teacher Yan has real talents and learning, and his character makes Yang Ruoqing's impression of him a little bit better.

And when Sikong Wancai taunted Chen'er earlier, this teacher Yan was there to dissuade him.

Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes back to the stage, and at this moment, a picture suddenly appeared on the white stone, with squares and triangles embedded in the circle.

At a glance, all kinds of lines are intricate.

On the side, the content of the topic and related tips are written in words.

Teacher Yan and Chen'er stood on one side, each thinking.

A piece of incense was burning in a small triangular censer next to it.

This is timing, and it is time to answer the question until the incense is completely burned.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Teacher Yan, then at Chen'er.

Wow, why is my son so handsome when he thinks seriously!

From every angle, he is extremely handsome. How can he be handsome when he grows up?
(End of this chapter)