Bei Yutang reached out and rubbed the little guy's face, "What have you been doing these days?"
"I read "Hongwu Shiji", "Bai Cao Ji", "Miscellaneous Essays on Metaphysics" and..." Xiao Moer reported in a serious manner.
Embarrassing, where in the world can there be such a worry-free child? He can arrange his own learning progress very well without her supervision.
"Mo'er, you can't digest too much. After you read it, you have to know the true meaning. If you can't understand it, it will be in vain, okay?" Bei Yutang was worried that he read too much but didn't think about the true meaning of it.
Little Mo'er nodded, "Mo'er understands. I've thought about it. For example, there's a section in the Hongwu History that talks about the Hongwu Emperor and the Minister of Foreign Affairs..."
Bei Yutang listened to him talking and couldn't bear to interrupt him.
Well, she knew her worries were unnecessary.
The little guy's awareness was much higher than hers. She watched him analyze the purpose, pros and cons between the monarch and the envoy in a clear and logical manner, and explain how he would resolve the issue if he were one of them.
When Xue Qian entered the main hall, he happened to hear Xiao Moer's explanation. After listening to his analysis, he suddenly felt that the child in front of him was very smart and extremely suitable to be an official.
No, when I think about how familiar he is with pharmacology and how well he can do research, I feel that he is suitable for this field.
"Mother, do you think what I said is right?"
"very good."
After receiving his mother's approval, little Mo'er's eyes lit up with joy.
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In a certain ancient city, in the most magnificent hall in the center, a group of people gathered. These people had prominent identities and held various positions.
Among them were ministers from various countries, wealthy businessmen, martial artists, peddlers and porters. Everyone had a look of anxiety on their face, and no one knew who was on the other side or who was next to them.
Each of them has a code name, which is their name here.
The triennial conference brings them together here.
Everyone was talking in low voices with people they knew around them. At this moment, the door of the hall was pushed open and a tall figure appeared.
The man was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind. As the man appeared, the sounds in the hall gradually disappeared. As he approached, an invisible pressure came towards everyone.
Everyone stood up to welcome this person.
The man sat in the middle and raised his hand to signal everyone to take a seat.
"I have something to announce to everyone. The person named 77 acted on his own initiative and violated the alliance. According to the alliance rules, he will be sentenced to death."
The person codenamed 77 stood up from his seat with a bang. "Hmph, you want to kill me? I'll kill you first."
As he spoke, he drew out two silver crescent blades and charged towards the black-robed man. The man sat in the main seat, motionless, seemingly unaware of the approaching danger.
As he approached, his body suddenly stiffened, and the next second, everyone saw that the man's body seemed to have been cut into irregular shapes.
With a loud crash, it disintegrated instantly.
The man on the throne twitched his hand slightly, and a silk thread so thin that it was imperceptible was put into his sleeve.
Everyone present looked at the dismembered body parts on the ground. Even those who walked on the edge of a knife felt a surge of nausea at the sight.
There are many masters in the alliance, especially the leader of the alliance, whose kung fu is even more mysterious and unpredictable. Only those who can't get over it will cause trouble for him.
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