"Oh... it hurts."

The middle-aged man got up from the ground covered with peach blossom petals and touched his butt. He just smashed it down and his butt hit the stone, causing him to grit his teeth.

Next to it, there was also an eight or nine-year-old child who fell to the ground.

The child had nothing to do, so he quickly got up, grabbed the middle-aged man's hand, and looked worried.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that my butt hurts a little. How are you?"

Middle-aged man staring at his child.

Especially touching his head.

When the middle-aged man found that he was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately cursed: "If my son's head is hurt, I will fight you to the death."

The child held his father's hand, and his small figure was particularly bright, looking around, presenting the peach blossom forest in front of him, clear flowing water crossed the shore, huge dead trees, and beautiful gardens.

There are also suspended towers in the air.

After just a few seconds of observation, the child came to the conclusion:

"Dad, this is not Mr. Li's home."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned, looked around carefully, touched the child's head, and smiled and said, "My son is still smart."

His child is Fang Zhongyong, and he is a recognized child prodigy in Jinxi County.

At that time, Zhongyong was five years old and had never seen any writing tools. Suddenly one day he cried and asked for these things. Fang's father was surprised by this and borrowed writing tools from his neighbors to give it to him.

Zhongyong immediately wrote four lines of poetry and wrote his own name on it.

His poems focus on supporting his parents and uniting his tribesmen.

From then on, he could immediately complete the poem by specifying things, and the literary talent and principles of the poem are worthy of appreciation.

People in the same county were very surprised by this, and gradually treated them with guests' courtesy, and some even spent money to seek Zhongyong's poems.

Fang's father thought this was profitable, and he led him around to visit people from the same county every day and got a lot of money.

Just now, Mr. Li from Jinxi County wanted to ask Zhongyong to write a poem. Fang's father knew that Mr. Li's family was rich, so he happily took Zhongyong to Mr. Li's house.

However, as soon as he stepped into the doorstep of Mr. Li's house, he fell into this peach blossom forest after stepping on empty feet.

Fang's father once took Zhongyong to the most luxurious mansion in Jinxi County, but it was not so luxurious. The environment here was simply a paradise and a fairyland on earth.

Although he didn't know how he appeared here.

However, he guessed that the rich people brought them here, with the purpose of seeking poetry. It seemed that they would have to pretend to be injured and require more money.

Fang’s father already had a brilliant plan in his heart.

Suddenly, I heard the barking sound of a "woofy" dog in front of me. The noise was very loud. A dark dog came into my eyes and ran towards me quickly.

"Woom wool wool..." The black dog stopped two meters away from the two strange men, and his eyes were filled with green light, expressing his welcome.

"Help, the leopard is going to eat people, help!" When Fang's father saw a man in white walking behind the black dog, he had an idea and shouted deliberately.

He made a panic expression, then fell backwards and fell on the ground of peach blossoms.

Fang Zhongyong looked confused and couldn't understand his father's actions. This was obviously a black dog, how could he say he was a leopard?

The black dog was stunned: Am I a leopard? Why don’t I know?

Li Ming thought the black dog was scared by the person who fell in, so he quickly stepped forward and helped him up and said, "Brother, don't panic, this is an ordinary black dog, not aggressive."

"I'm scared to death." Fang's father made a pat on his heart and stared at the man's clothes. He was spotless and was definitely a rich man. His eyes lit up and he asked:

"Little brother, you brought us here, right? You are also asking for poetry and painting. I tell you, my son is very expensive."

"Are you?" Li Ming helped the man in white up, let go of his hand, and looked at the middle-aged man in a daze.

"Don't pretend with me. You must have brought us two in. You must pay. There are stones on your floor, which hit me and your dog. I was scared and said, "What do you want to pay?"

"What are you?" Li Ming asked again.

"Don't you know us?" Fang's father was stunned, and he was confused when he saw the boy, and he didn't seem to be pretending.

"I don't know you, I want to ask you how you ran to my house. Are you thieves and come to my house to steal things?" Li Ming felt that the man wanted to blackmail him, so he had to take the initiative.

Fang's father had nothing to say for a moment, yes, they suddenly came here. If the owner of this family lost his things and reported to the official, wouldn't he jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clearly?

He quickly pushed the child in front of him and said, "This is my child. He is extremely smart, talented and premature, and has learned calligraphy and painting. He can point to objects and write poems at the age of five."

Li Ming stared at the little kid who was eight or nine years old, but he didn't look like what he described at all.

And the child's father kept talking.

"He can still use all his heart."

"Draw the circle with your left hand and the square with your right hand. You can recite the article word for word in your mouth, and you can accurately count the number of sheep eating grass. Your mind is not idle either. You are conceiving a poem, holding a pen with your feet, and writing this poem neatly on the paper on the ground."

"He did these six different things at the same time, and each one was done very well, and everyone who witnessed it was very surprised."

"This is my child, isn't it?"

Fang's father described his child, which was a gifted child, and the child that shocked the entire Jinxi County. I believe that it will shock the entire Northern Song Dynasty soon.

Hearing this, the dog rolled his eyes.

Li Ming had no expression on his face and stared at the eight or nine-year-old kid again. He looked not very smart and stupid. The middle-aged man was pure nonsense and didn't make drafts.

He also wrote poems by five years old, and he was dedicated to the six uses.

Do you think your child is Fang Zhongyong and Yuan Jia?

What a joke!

The person who fell in this time is probably a weirdo, with a completely different style from Xiaolongnu and Zhu Yuanzhang, but Li Ming felt it was a bit lively.

Because this middle-aged man is so funny.

Seeing the black dog rolling his eyes, the man in white looked full of disbelief, Fang's father straightened his back and said proudly:

"My son Fang Zhongyong, a prodigy in Jinxi County."

"I don't know what kind of fame Fang Zhongyong is in Jinxi County, everyone knows it, everyone knows it."

"If you don't believe it, I can ask Zhongyong to verify it personally, point out things and write poems on the spot, and perform with all your heart, but the cost is very high, and it costs 300 quotas."

"I wonder if you can afford it?"

Fang's father's mouth looked like a machine gun, thudding and spitting out the words in an instant.

The black dog was still rolling his eyes, sorry, I couldn't understand.
Chapter completed!