After sobering up, Cheng Jinzhou hurriedly tore the rolled-back tablecloth into strips, then pulled Shiyan and Shimo to recall, knocking on his head, "Apart from the graphics I drew, what other stupid things did I do?"

"You vomited." Shi Yan said boldly.

"It's okay to vomit." Cheng Jinzhou didn't expect that the sky was dizzy and the earth was dark. It was the credit of his baby cousin. He rubbed his temples with his thumb: "What stupid words did I say?"

"Mr. Wu and Lord Liu both praised you, and Lord Liu also said that you would like to talk to him another day."

Cheng Jinzhou didn't look at any comforting expression and curled his lips, "This is a side effect of stupid words, what about?"

"There is the 'crisis'. You said Mr. Wu was wrong, and what was wrong... We were far away and couldn't hear it clearly." Shi Yan said in a low voice. Seeing Cheng Jinzhou's face was gloomy, he quickly added: "But Mr. Wu admires you very much. When you speak, he nods..."

"I'm almost terminally ill." Cheng Jinzhou waved his hand and sat on the chair.

Calculus is a key, which opens the door to modern mathematics and a natural barrier between elementary mathematics and advanced mathematics. Sensitively speaking, through it, we see a new world composed of roaring steam engines, continuous coal, and red molten steel. Its importance cannot be overestimated no matter how you estimate it.

Newton and Leibniz used one-tenth of the most talented brain cells in the world to perfectly solve it - but only a meal of not expensive wine was poured out by Cheng Jinzhou.

He really didn't know what kind of changes he would make to the world.

Cheng Jinzhou pursed his lips and comforted himself for a long time: Liu Kuang has started to study the analytical geometry, and probably the calculus is not far away.

God knows how many geniuses a year of mathematics will take for a lifetime.

...

Cheng's father, who was going home late, drank even higher. He grabbed the wine glass and refused to put it down. Cheng's mother was surrounded by a group of noble ladies. Like Liu Qingshuang, she had not seen Cheng Jinzhou's performance. She didn't know why, Zhuer next to her said in a jealous way: "The third brother was so arrogant today, and he was stunned by the black worship."

As astrology wise men worshipped by the Cheng family, Wu Zong and others have a high status among the servants of the Cheng family, just as white-collar workers in later generations regard those professional managers with salary of over 10 million.

"What did you say?" Hearing that his son was so powerful, Cheng's mother immediately became interested.

The maid's education level is at best at primary school level and is not qualified to squeeze into the middle, but she has her own way. She raised her mouth and said, "You didn't see the third room of Longzhi, whose eyes were as wide as a frog, and she almost burst into bubbles. She drank alcohol when she was envious and got drunk after a while. There was also a lord of the army envoy. His son heard that he was studying in the sacred temple in Shaonan. He said that he was one of the best talents and would directly replace the current Bishop of the Prefecture in the future. But he was still so envious that he coughed and didn't know where to put his eyes..."

The more Cheng's mother listened, the happier she became. She asked the girl to tell her again. Cheng Yunan also listened dizzyly and said, "Then Liu Bin is called Jinzhou's son-in-law..."

In the aristocratic circle of the Daxia Dynasty, it is not a son-in-law who can be called a son-in-law. This is a recognition and a status. The more noble aristocrats of aristocratic families, the more they pay attention to this. In essence, the requirement of a good family is the collective oppression of the entire society.

Liu Bin's voice "Son-in-law" immediately made Cheng Yunan, who felt a little arrogant, breathed a sigh of relief.

As a civil servant, Cheng Yunan's life is a happy history of face--to be seen by others, not pointed at by others behind him, and left some reputation for future generations, Cheng Yunan was satisfied.

Cheng's mother was actually much more practical. She listened to her son's heroic deeds and ordered: "Cui'er, go and ask the kitchen to bring the sobering soup, put less fresh water chestnuts, and send it to Jinzhou."

Forget it, he smiled and said to Zhu'er, "You continue talking."

The poor girl had to start making up stories.

...

A bunch of broken grass poured down, but Cheng Jinzhou suffered much of the pain of drunkenness. He slept sweetly, but woke up very early. With the current body of sick people, it is indeed quite difficult.

Shi Yan had been waiting outside for a long time, and brought the hot water up, and said, "Today, Mr. Liu asked the third brother to come over and talk."

"So early?" Cheng Jinzhou looked at the exposed green leaves on the windowsill, and waited for someone to serve the clothes with his neck.

"I heard that Mr. Liu is about to take office. I will see the guest who will be one day tomorrow and leave." Shi Mo had already asked clearly.

Cheng Jinzhou nodded slightly, glanced at the ring on his hand, and thought to himself: If he could give him a few hundred taels of silver, it would be better to have the things he vomited yesterday.

Shi Yan walked in front with his head down. He was one or two years older than Shi Mo, and he was more sensible. According to the rules of the Daxia Dynasty, if he had been in another half of the year, he would have become an adult. If Cheng's mother had not felt that Cheng Jinzhou was in poor health, she would not have given him such an old book boy.

The servants who passed by saw Cheng Jinzhou from afar immediately gave way and smiled sideways. They served in the old house, all of whom were well-informed and extremely elves. To them, the Cheng family was a huge world of level.

Cheng Jinzhou, who came from the 21st century, can deeply understand this level - in just one month, the treatment he received was like from a street shop to a five-star hotel. In modern society, comrades who are engaged in the service industry cannot compare with the level of dedication with the family who have sold themselves for generations.

Liu Bin lives in an independent courtyard, but he has all kinds of pavilions and towers. Because he has been a guard, there are many entourages around him, and some of them are of low level, so he can only be arranged in another courtyard.

Unlike before, those who stood guard outside the yard were full of murderous aura, big arms and round waists, and ferocious soldiers. There were also two horses tied under a tree not far away. Two small and delicate men stood straight close, and at first glance they were messengers preparing to send messages urgently. The Cheng family's yard was not big enough to run a horse, and the gravel land would hurt the horse's hooves, so it was also more powerful than practical. The aristocrats' pomp was always the most important.

Compared with the 12-year-old thin body, the tall and strong soldiers give people a feeling of looking up. Coupled with the momentum of a long battle, it seems to be more intimidating than the modern soldiers seen by Cheng Jinzhou, and his footsteps can't help but slow down.

The big girl led by Mrs. Liu smiled and walked through the gate guarded by two soldiers. Nafu said, "It's the new son-in-law, the master is already in the hall."

The three words "New Son-in-law" immediately made Shi Yan and Shi Mo laugh out loud, and Shi Yan even exaggeratedly showed two front teeth, like a squirrel who had just drilled into a nut warehouse.

Cheng Jinzhou's new father-in-law and Liu Bin's fortune made the adults look like they were hangovers. An old man wearing a scholar's robe sat opposite him, twisting his beard.

"Uncle Liu." Cheng Jinzhou gave a less standard etiquette - he still lacked the foundation of the children of aristocratic families.

"I drank yesterday and didn't have time to have a good talk with you." Liu Bin introduced with kindness: "This is my aide, Mr. Yang Ming."

The staff he carried with him usually has a very close relationship with his boss, and this Yang Ming was no exception. He looked extremely weak only by looking at his thin figure, as if he was weak and fragile, but looking at his face, his full spirit and pleated face clearly stated: I can live for a long time.

Cheng Jinzhou bowed in a regular manner and said: "Hello Mr. Yang."

"Hello, hello." Yang Ming stood up slightly, but he was also a very particular person.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to give up his seat, Cheng Jinzhou looked at both sides secretly, but did not find his fiancée, and was inevitably disappointed. He was drunk yesterday and was unconscious. Even his power was revealed through others. Judging from the rules of the Daxia Dynasty, the unknown little loli seemed to have no chance to see it.

After a few daily questions, Liu Bin looked at Yang Ming and smiled and said, "Jinzhou, do you have specific ideas about measuring the land?"

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