This lesson cannot be taught. The old master was driven crazy by the problem of killing this day in less than ten minutes in class. How could such a problem occur? Why did he leave the bookstore and read the books he had read throughout his life.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Gu Qing saw Wu Mei's eyes were bright and bright.

Wu Mei whispered: "Candy, you must know, is there a chicken or an egg first?"

"Ha, how could I know?" Gu Qing sneered.

Since a large group of children ran out of the bookstore in a fun way, Gu Qing looked at the ancient texts of the book. Why was the weather so hot in spring? I thought it would be great if there was a fan. The earliest record of folding fans seemed to be in the Song and Yuan dynasties, and most of the fans are now palm-leaf fans.

How can a scholar not have a fan? Without a fan, he is too unelegant. As he said that, Gu Qing dismantled the book online and folded the paper one by one.

"Little girl, ask your servants to cut some bamboos over."

"What are you going to do?" Wu Mei was very curious.

"Good thing, I'll make one for you, too."

Good thing? Wu Mei became interested when she thought of candy and hurriedly asked her servants to chop bamboo.

After folding and sticking the paper into a fan shape, the servants of the Wu family brought bamboo after preparing. After Gu Qing was busy for more than half an hour, after several failures, a folding fan, a large and a small, appeared in his hand.

Gu Qing picked up a handful of small ones, "I'll give it to you."

Wu Mei held the folding fan in her hand, and saw that Gu Qing opened and put it away, and she looked a little bit in her hand.

"That's how it's right." Although the fan is full of words, all the words "earth" in the original book, they are used together. Gu Qing said leisurely: "Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river is warm and the duck prophet."

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the spring river is warm, the ducks are prophets." Xiao Wumei followed the same sound and read it, "Good poems and good poems."

"Do you understand what poetry is?" Gu Qing said disgusted, "Do you understand?"

"Of course I understand." Wu Mei said poutingly.

Two children each had folding fans, and Wu Mei was so excited that she was proud, "Candy, what are we going to do now?"

"Don't have a candy, the candy is called." Gu Qing walked all the way, "My name is Gu Qing, you can also call me Young Hero."

"Let's go to the market, it's very lively." Xiao Wumei said, pulling Gu Qing to the market.

There were many people in the market, but fortunately there were guards and servants along the way. Gu Qing was really afraid that this little girl would be lost. In ancient markets, there were people selling rice, grain, meat, and sesame cakes. There were not many people on the street. Looking at the guards protecting their children, you could tell that it was a wealthy family, and passers-by kept their distance.

"Gu Qing, look, there are monkey-sexy people there." Wu Mei was very happy.

For some reason, Wu Mei felt a very down-to-earth feeling when she was following Gu Qing.

The two of them walked for a long time and it was already noon when they returned to the Wu family.

Wu Shishi had known that the Master had been angry with Gu Qing. Wu Mei came up to her father and said, "Dad, Gu Qing is so powerful, he can write poetry."

"Oh?" Samurai was also very curious.

"I'll read it to my father." Wu Mei said with a folding fan in her hand, "Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river is warm and the duck prophet."

I also read the Samurai Shitao once again. He has read a lot of poems, but Gu Qing's poems are very plain and have a good rhyme and catchy. He can write poems at a young age. In the eyes of Samurai Shitao, Gu Qing is a disciple of Sun Simiao. His future will naturally not be bad. Maybe he will be a member of the Imperial Medical Office in the future.

When Gu Qing returned to the room, Sun Simiao was having a dark face, "I heard that the master was angry with you?"

"No, he obviously couldn't answer the question and left by himself." Gu Qing disagreed.

"We are already living under someone else's roof. You are still angry with the master who invites others!" Sun Simiao was furious. The boy was still proud of himself. He thought that Gu Qing was still a little patient for a while, but he became more and more angry as he took a step back. Seeing Gu Qing still humming a little tune leisurely and holding his booze?

Don’t think about it anymore! Sun Simiao took out his ancient artifact from somewhere, “The rebellious disciple died!”

The dignified Medicine King Sun Simiao chased his disciples with a vine whip for half an hour. The Medicine King was very terrifying. He gasped and pointed at Gu Qing: "Stupid boy, don't run away!

"Put down the guy in your hand before talking!" Gu Qing kept a distance.

"Come here!" Sun Simiao held the wall, "You...you come here, I promise not to hit you!"

Gu Qing jumped and took a few steps back, "I believe you nonsense."

The warrior came over with a smile, "Doctor Sun, don't be in a hurry. I've asked someone to persuade Master. It's nothing big, but your disciple's problem is really profound."

Sun Simiao was out of breath.

"Boy Gu, I'm here to ask you whether there is a chicken or an egg first." Samurai asked.

After jumping to the side of the warrior, Gu Qing said a few words in his ear, still fearing Sun Simiao.

After hearing Gu Qing's words, the warrior laughed three times, "So that's how it is, I understand."

"Actually, I have another question." Gu Qing sighed to the sky, "Is there day or night first?"

The samurai laughter came to an abrupt end and she left in disappointment.

Seeing that Sun Simiao did not chase after him, Gu Qing hurriedly ran away and ran into Xiao Wumei playing with folding fans along the way.

"I heard you were beaten by your master?" Xiao Wumei jumped over with a smile.

"This old guy is quite old and angry." Gu Qing sat on the small stone beside the rockery, "Didn't your father scold you?"

"He won't scold me." Xiao Wumei said, "My father loves me the most."

Gu Qing opened the fan and fanned himself hard. Xiao Wumei continued, "Your question is really amazing, are there any such questions?"

"There are so many," Gu Qing said, "What did a fat man jump from a three thousand feet cliff to jump off a three-thousand-foot cliff?"

...

Xiao Wu Mei thought.

Gu tapped her forehead with a fan, "Of course he has become a fat man."

"Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Xiao Wumei covered her stomach and smiled hard.

Gu Qing shook his head and sighed. The ancient girl dolls had too low laughter.

"It's getting late, I'm going back to have dinner." Xiao Wumei said and left.

Gu Qing also walked towards his residence, thinking that the old man was not angry anymore, so he quietly looked at the door and saw the old man packing his luggage.

"Are you leaving now?" Gu Qing walked into the door.

Sun Simiao nodded, "We go to Chang'an, but Empress Changsun's health doesn't know what it is."

"Let's leave now?" Gu Qing also began to pack his luggage.

Sun Simiao nodded.
Chapter completed!