Lao Xia wanted to see Shenmu Village, so Wu Zheng accompanied him around Shenyao Village for an afternoon. Whether it was the terraced fields in front of the mountain or the Qingshui River behind the mountain, Lao Xia didn't let it go.
The more I saw Xia Lao's heart, the more frightened he was. He never doubted Wu Zheng's ability to learn. Since Wu Zheng plagiarized a few Tang poems, anyone who knew him did not doubt that he learned it.
But Xia always saw a lot of talented young people, but for a talented and pragmatic age like Wu Zheng, he was still the first to see him at this age.
Apart from anything else, I am Xia and I. I was only able to excel when I was young. He was a child prodigy of civilization in Yuzhou. His experience at the time can be described in one word, that is, open hanging. The word born to know was specially invented. The shape is easy for him.
If he were to be put together with Wu Zheng now, he must be more dazzling than Wu Zheng.
But young people and frivolous are often accompanied by a shadow. To be pragmatic...
Old Xia thought for a while and thought that when he started to get rid of his irritability and began to be pragmatic, Haoxiang was when he was forty years old!
That year, he was smashed in the officialdom and almost lost his life. During the time he was locked up in the jail, he began to know his heart, and then his eyes fell from the sky to the ground.
But for people like Wu Zheng, who knew that he was a down-to-earth person at the age of twenty, Mr. Xia was indeed the only person in his life.
Whether it is the terraced fields in front of the mountain or the excavation of a mountain road on the cliff behind the mountain that can be driven by a horse-drawn carriage, which thing can be accomplished by a small village with only a few hundred people
But under the leadership of this kid Wu Zheng, this little Shenmu Village just worked hard.
If someone asks Mr. Xia now, have you ever thought about what your descendants look like
Old Xia would definitely say that it was definitely Xia Zheng like this.
Mr. Xia has only accepted one disciple in this life, and that is his majesty today, but will the emperor inherit his mantle
Don't be funny, people have the world to inherit who can see you. What if you are not recognized by the people in the world, no matter how big you are, can you be bigger than the world, no matter how tall you can be, can you be higher than the world
Because there is a disciple of the emperor, it is destined that he will never be able to accept as many disciples like Confucius in his entire life. Therefore, Mr. Xia has always been very cautious about choosing disciples. Several times, he is now a very old man. He is still looking and observing.
Only when he met Wu Zheng, he was always tempted, and after seeing the Shenmuzhai run by Wu Zheng, he was always crazy again.
Because every time he knocked on the side and confided to Wu Zheng that he wanted to accept him as a disciple, Wu Zheng could always find some pleasant and weird words to divert the topic away.
In Xia Lao's heart, this kid Wu Zheng is a slippery loach, he wants to catch him desperately, but every time he can always slip through his fingers.
From noon until now, Elder Xia has tried his best to tell him directly, but Wu Zheng just refuses to accept the move, does not say yes or refuses. Anyway, he just doesn’t talk about it with you. This is called How can Old Xia's heart not be mad
Is Wu Zheng hypocritical
He wasn't hypocritical, he was just exasperated by Xia Lao's strange skill.
Old Xia is talking about the biogas lamp made by Wu Zheng. This thing is magical in Xia's heart. He just sealed the dung pond and then led a pipe out. The dung gas discharged from it can actually burn. For lighting.
And the pickled dung is actually better fertility. Xia Lao is not a farmer. From the dung water in the ditch at both ends of the dung pond, Xia Lao can tell which side is better fertile.
Installing this thing in a farmhouse is indeed killing two birds with one stone, and only a talented and intelligent person like Wu Zheng can think of such a magical idea.
But what came out of Xia Lao's mouth was a strange skill
Because Lao Xia hoped that Wu Zheng could put all his thoughts on the problem, but what he didn't know was that in Wu Zheng's heart, these strange skills in his old heart were the greatest knowledge in the world.
This is the generation gap, a generation gap that spans thousands of years. In Xia Lao's heart, he believes that everything is inferior. Only high school, only concentrated system is the right way.
So Wu Zheng couldn't talk with him anymore. As soon as Wu Zheng's stubborn temper came up, he had forgotten the benefits of Bai Xia as a teacher.
I want Wu... (End of this chapter)