Hamier likes to run to Wu Yonglin when she has time. God made a big joke for Ha Congwu. People say that there are any kind of fathers, but they may not have any kind of daughters. This daughter is not following her father, but she is a little rebellious, perhaps because of genetic mutations, or cell evolution. If others fight out of hundreds of millions, then she breaks out of the siege from billions or hundreds of billions, otherwise how could she be so outstanding? She is so unique wherever she puts it. Wu Yonglin uses some methods to measure IQ in later generations to show that her female apprentice is actually a genius girl, and her IQ is quite high. Wu Yonglin has the intention to hit the wall with her.

Genius is lonely. Because of this, this little girl often cannot play with some children of the same age. She is too proud. For her, everything seems so pediatric. When her ten-year-old brother was still thug by the husband for memorizing the "Three Character Classic" wrong, she could already recite the "Three Character Classic" backwards.

Wu Yonglin found that she was very interested in prime numbers and Kewu. She often asked some wild questions. Wu Yonglin was determined to cultivate this little genius, so he often explained to her patiently the cause and effect of the whole problem. They would discuss a question all day long, which made the little girl's knowledge and thinking more broadly.

When some little kids were still drawing maps on the bed, our Hamier had already swam in the ocean of knowledge, like a sapling that grew vigorously for a moment, desperately absorbing the nutrients of the earth. Their subsequent achievements were incomparable.

"Little girl, why are you hiding sneakily in the corner? Have you caused trouble at home again?" Seeing Hamier standing beside a pillar with her mouth pouting, Wu Yonglin went up and gently pinched her pink little nose.

"No, I told my mother that it was my birthday tomorrow. I will be five years old tomorrow. I want to ask my mother to ask you to come to our house to have a meal with us, but she scolded her." Hamier's eyes were filled with tears in her grievance, and finally she started crying 'woosh'.

"What gift do you want?"

"Ah, I still have a gift, so let me think about it."

People in this era basically do not celebrate their birthdays every year because they think that this day is a "mother's hard day" and as a child, they should not celebrate it. But they still know how to celebrate birthdays, which generally refer to a birthday every ten years. For adult life celebrations, men "do nine but not ten" regardless of their full age; women "do enough but not zero"; in some places, men and women "congratulate nine but not ten". The old customs were also despised because they were full of a hundred years, and fullness could easily lead to damage, so they did not celebrate their birthdays. In the past, when a large birthday celebration was held, most of them were rich families with social status, while poor families did not celebrate their birthdays. Martial people like Hachishiwu would not care too much about these because they didn't know these rules at all.

"But I can't get this gift just by wanting it. You have to prove that you have the ability to get this gift."

"Okay, sir, can you come to my house to have dinner with us tomorrow?"

"why not?"

Hamier heard that Wu Yonglin actually agreed happily, and was so happy that she jumped like a little bird.

"Come on, today I will teach you some new things, I think you will like it."

"Why don't you have a wife?"

"Um?"

"When the sir has a wife, he will have a baby that is similar to me. She will definitely be as smart as the sir, so that I will have a playmate who can talk to me."

"Hamier, are you inside?" A soft shout interrupted the conversation between the two.

Hamier was so scared that she hugged behind Wu Yonglin and murmured to herself: "That sister is so fierce. Every time she sees me, she likes to pinch my little face. Now my dimples are almost pinched by her. I really hate it. My mother said that only people with dimples are painful."

"...You go to my house to hide."

Before the red lips opened, she smelled the sound of a pleasant laugh as beautiful as a silver bell, but she said something that made Wu Yonglin laugh: "Hamier, your mother called you home for lunch."

Seeing that there was no one around, Xiao Zhijun looked at Wu Yonglin pretty and said familiarly: "Why are you doing like a elm sticking there? Make me a cup of new tea I gave you a few days ago. I am thirsty." The princess has become a regular here in the past few days, and she pesters him to play Go every day. Although she has been defeated repeatedly, Wu Yonglin admires her perseverance for repeated defeats.

"Tell me about the chess game of the 'Ten Evils'."

"I don't know."

"The chess is stinky, and the temper is quite strong."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"I understand. Your 'Ten Evils' was deliberately set up a game. There is no way to crack it, right?"

"Anyway, I don't know. I heard that the 'Ten Evil Forces' was thought of by Boss Hu of "Ru Mingju". You have to ask him the result."

Xiao Zhijun stared at him angrily. Every day he came here like signing in, he ran away after a while, and he didn't even take his promise to her father in his heart. Wu Yonglin sometimes envied her heartless age and could leave home for a trip to Wei Chao.

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In the past few days, this "Ten Evil Forces" has made "Ru Mingju" famous. There are endless people from all walks of life who have come to Jinhe Mansion with famous reputation. Several of the thresholds in front of the door have been broken, but no one has ever figured out a way to solve them.

The more difficult the situation was, the more interested it aroused. Some people even brought their families, and some even rolled up the bedding and built the floor outside, which was similar to the migrant workers who later generations recovered their wages. Others were dejected and cried, but they were happy. They listened to the song, drank wine, touched their hands, and then set up the stove next to them to eat mutton skewers. In this whole vegetable market, there was no elegant look of a handsome young man from a noble family. Everyone was looking forward to the person who first cracked the chess game. See who this person was, could he have three heads and six arms?

At that time, the literati who were a little talented at actually had no interest. They usually like to find a few friends to recite poems and essays, listen to the piano and visit prostitutes, and do some romantic affairs. As an elegant "Go" in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it has become a compulsory course for many gentry and talented men to pretend to be "high-end". You don't know how to use three moves and two moves, and you are embarrassed to say that you are a scholar. The wealthy people in foreign countries almost have a "Go" at home, and even Ha Congwu bought a pair to pretend. It shows how important the "Go" that has become popular has in everyone's hearts.

Jinhe Mansion also produced several Go masters, Hu Zhengyan calculated one, Man King calculated one, Lun Wuxu calculated one, Hu Zhengyan and Man King killed each other in a dark world, regardless of the ruler and minister. In the end, Hu Zhengyan was defeated by the Barbarian King in order to give the Barbarian King, or he was not as skilled as others, but as for the truth of the matter, now only Hu Zhengyan knew the truth. Lun Wuxu worked hard to practice Buddhism, and perhaps he had already understood Hu Zhengyan's nature, Lun Wuxu liked to be quiet. Once when the two were playing chess, Lun Wuxu deliberately sold a flaw and lost to him. If he had the intention to play chess with him, the outcome was unknown.

Hu Zhengyan could have said happily, "I am invincible in the world in Jinhe Mansion", but a young boy showed up, and he showed up some "ten evil forces". This guy who would never be "the second in Jinhe Mansion in the world" panicked and began to try every means to get close. Unfortunately, he just refused to sell his face. He was unsolved from behind. This chess game was unsolved. If this chess game was not understood, he would always be "the second in Jinhe Mansion in the world". The feeling of being the second is the most uncomfortable, because there is always someone to suppress you, and Zhou Yu was a living example back then. Hu Zhengyan didn't want to live so inferior. When the chess game was broken one day, he would definitely find someone to kill this person, so that he could become the real 'first in Jinhe Mansion'.

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Today, Empress Xiao actually came to see Wu Yonglin for the first time, and returned to her former appearance of having fun with the people, and looked much more amiable.

Today she was wearing a simple white long skirt with a silk-woven strap around her waist, which was simple but not simple. The bun she usually tied up stretched out comfortably like a painting scroll. The breeze blew the Buddha's waterfall-like silk, like a peacock with a wide open screen, showing her innate peacock.

"There are so many troubles in front of the widower's door. I'm not used to you when you suddenly visit me?" Wu Yonglin looked at the beautiful figure like a water snake and swallowed deeply to avoid losing his composure.

"Where did your 'Ten Disasters' come from?"

"I didn't expect that the mother of a country was still interested in this. Isn't the fact obvious? You should go to 'Ru Mingju' to find Boss Hu."

"Stop pretending to be confused when I understand it."

"Oh, I bought it from a hermit from a small island, and I just bought it to install the storefront."

"How far is that island from here?"

"It's probably so far." Wu Yonglin stretched out his thumb and middle finger on his palm, measured it on a piece of paper, drew two circles at the same time, and painted it for a long time before handing a map to Empress Xiao.

Empress Xiao was stunned for a moment, picked up the white paper, and left with a loss, leaving Wu Yonglin with a confused look on his face.

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As soon as Xiao Hou left, Song Ningxue came again.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? What are you thinking about again?" As soon as Song Ningxue entered the door, she saw Wu Yonglin staring at Queen Xiao's back in a daze, and pinched his ears mercilessly.

"Grandma, what's the jealousy you are doing? Let go, let go, it's going to be broken, it's going to be broken." Wu Yonglin begged for mercy.

"It's better to break it, so as not to think about harming other women."

"No, no, no, I have always regarded beauty as a landscape. Looking at this beauty, she looks like two small hills on her chest. You can definitely see a lot when standing on it."

"You..." Song Ningxue's face turned red suddenly, and she deliberately straightened the two round smears on her chest, completely shaking Wu Yonglin.

"I always feel strange recently. Did you see anything wrong outside?" Wu Yonglin withdrew his nostalgic gaze, returned to his serious look, lowered his head and began to ponder.

"It's not your "Ten Evils" that have caused a storm in the city. You go to "Ru Mingju" to have a cup of tea. Now, it costs one tael of silver to drink a cup of tea, and it's bloody. The boss Hu is like you, and he actually sets up a shelf in the courtyard, worships the game like a treasure, and collects observation tickets. This person exchanges wave after wave like flowing water. This cup of tea can make money. I really doubt whether he is you, a distant cousin."

"I just look so much like a monkey?"

"It's a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, let alone, it's a bit like it."

"Your sister, you are a monkey, your whole family is a monkey."

"I don't have a sister."

“…”

"There is something very strange." Song Ningxue began to say slowly.

*Cause: Wu Yonglin has recently returned to his former image as a handsome young man. It turns out that the female pilgrim who harassed the living Buddha has regarded Wu Yonglin as a new round of bombing targets. These female donors are quite bold, with charming eyes, tickling postures, squeezing breasts and legs, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger. It is purely a lower limit to provoke men. Wu Yonglin's nose bleeding is still squirting away every day. It should be that the sky is too dry and drinking too little water. It is too difficult to be a man with six impure abilities. I really can't imagine how the disorder has been through these years. It's really difficult for him. Why didn't I get to know him earlier?

In order to help Wu Yonglin stew an old hen to replenish it, Song Ningxue actually killed the chicken himself today. She had no experience at all, and the position of the knife fell a little bit. The half-dead chicken fluttered for a while and actually made Song Ningxue cut her fingers in panic. At that time, the blood was left in turmoil, so she hurried to the nearby pharmacy to find a doctor to deal with it briefly.

Unexpectedly, the small medicine shop did not even have simple hemostatic medicine. Later, I asked, as long as the medicine for treating trauma was sold out, Song Ningxue and Hongxiu went to several stores and were like this. In the end, Hongxiu went to Xiao Zhijun to borrow some golden sore medicine to help treat the wound.

"Why do you think these people are buying so many knife wound medicines? Are you going to fight?"

"Don't worry, everyone will clean up the snow in front of the door. Where are the chicken you stewed today? I'm a little hungry."

"I've been so hurt for you. You're still thinking about that chicken. You're so heartless. Is that chicken more important than my hands?"

"You should say that your conscience is very bad. Come and see what I have prepared for you?"

A bowl of black chicken, Angelica, wolfberry, ginkgo fruit, red date soup had already removed the oil and pushed it to Song Ningxue's eyes, and the red and white were embedded in it, and her appetite suddenly became. When the fragrance floated out of the window from a sealed jar, a ghost-headed and stubborn monk ran to Wu Yonglin and said, "Senior brother, can you transform some fate? I am the one who stood next to you today. I lost too much blood today and my body was a little weak."

"Get out, go back to eat your vegetarian food and chant Buddha. I wonder if I am doing something that will win people's hearts? A guy who has no eyesight will stew you a pot of water to death another day." Wu Yonglin muttered in his ear.

Song Ningxue drank the bowl of sweet black chicken soup, and her eyes began to become confused, with tears in her eyes. She pulled Wu Yonglin's clothes while drinking the soup. It turned out that this is the feeling of someone's concern. He will move you, surprise you, and give him everything he can. If someone loves you, you will never change your wealth.
Chapter completed!