"Stick what you want!" Xu Ding replied.

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "Although this poem of the young master is consistent with my poem, but it is only late autumn now, why did the young master choose the word spring?"

Xu Ding laughed and said, "After late autumn, it's winter. Now that winter is here, how far is spring?"

"Uh, that makes sense. Young Master is an interesting person." The middle-aged man pinched his beard and laughed again.

Soon everyone arrived outside the hut, the middle-aged man jumped off the donkey, and then a small figure rushed out of the hut.

"Daddy, why don't you come back now, today is two quarters later than usual." It was a woman who rushed out.

The girl is only eleven or twelve years old, she has a unique appearance, an oval face and wheat-colored skin, but she has very fashionable hair.

That's right, it's very fashionable. The medium-curly warm brown hair covers the whole head, falling from the top to below the shoulders, and the tail of the hair is slightly curled up, which is very dazzling and impressive.

So ordinary people will have a very weird look, feeling that the little girl is ugly, which is seriously biased against the aesthetics of this era, quite different.

But when Xu Ding saw it, his eyes lit up, and he had the feeling of going back to the future. It was very kind, natural, and beautiful for the first time.

Dyeing fashionable hair in later generations, and having an immature Internet celebrity melon-seeded face are almost standard for most women (after makeup), and are also loved and obsessed by most men.

So Xu Ding didn't think the girl was ugly at all, but rather beautiful.

Dressed in an ancient costume, and then matched with the face, skin color and hair color of modern people, it is a very cute and sweet girly style.

"I met an interesting young man on the road, and we chatted speculatively, so naturally we walked slowly." The middle-aged man explained with a smile.

Of course, the woman also noticed the interesting son her father said.

Because this young man was staring at her without moving his eyes, this made her a little curious.

When most people saw her, it was as if they had seen a ghost. They were afraid to take another look at her, but this young master didn't even look at her.

The girl also looked at Xu Ding seriously.

Only then did I realize that the young man was dressed in a military uniform, with an extraordinary appearance and a handsome appearance. I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, feeling like a deer knocked over the whole world.

Who is this young man?

He was so handsome!He actually looked at me and wouldn't let go!

Sweet in her heart, the girl found that she had never been so happy and sweet.

In order to hide the panic in his heart, he turned around, held his father's hand, and asked softly, "Daddy, who are they?"

The middle-aged man was someone who had been there before, and he could see the expressions of Xu Ding and his daughter, stroked his beard and kept smiling, and then asked Xu Ding: "My lord, I want to know where you are from?"

The girl turned around, Xu Ding just came back in a daze, and shook his head lightly, what happened today, he was attracted by a little girl, so he replied with a smile: "Junior Xu Ding from Jiao County, Peiguo, see Mr. Huang."

"Xu Ding! You are the governor of Donglai, Marquis of Weihai." The middle-aged man's smile froze instantly, and the expression on his face was replaced by surprise.

It's him!

He is the Marquis of Weihai who swept the Yellow Turbans, spread his poems to the world, was unsurpassed in martial arts, and made great military exploits.

Why is he so young and handsome...

The girl was secretly happy and excited at first, and then a trace of melancholy was born in her heart.

He's the hero, I'm the ugly duckling...

Chapter 131 Bokang is willing to marry a little girl

Chapter 131 Bokang Willing to Marry a Little Daughter

"Hey! I should have thought of that earlier." The middle-aged man seemed to remember something, slapped his forehead and said:

"The Marquis of Weihai is the only one who can write peerless lines such as "I don't know I'm a guest in a dream, I'm greedy for a while."

Xu Ding said with a smile: "Senior Huang is absurdly praised, I must be ashamed and dare not take it."

"Do you know who I am?" The middle-aged man asked again this time.

"I'm not sure about it before, but now I can be sure that the senior is Huang Chengyan, a famous scholar from Nanjun." Xu Ding clasped his fists and said:

"If you take the liberty to visit, please don't blame Mr. Huang."

"Haha, how could it be? I just like chatting with young talents like you." Huang Chengyan smiled again, and then gestured for a year's invitation: "The hut is simple, sit in Bokang."

"Please sir!" Xu Ding replied.

The two were in front, and Huang Yueying was behind. After entering the hut, the two sat opposite each other. Huang Yueying was busy taking care of everyone, and took out all the food, snacks and utensils that Huang's family used to entertain guests.

Xu Ding and Huang Chengyan began to sit and talk about the world, from states to counties, from counties to countries, from astronomy to geography, from humanities to customs.

After chatting for a long time, Huang Chengyan said, "I don't know why Bokang came here."

Xu Dingdao: "I heard that there is a famous person in Jianan, and I know that Mr. is proficient in ingenuity, so I came here to pay a visit."

"Ingenious technique, hehe, it's just a strange skill, Bokang doesn't need to care about it." Huang Chengyan said very flatly.

Xu Ding shook his head and said: "Mr.'s words are different. In my opinion, this is not a strange technique, but a great technique that can change the world and benefit the people of the big man. It is also a powerful weapon for the prosperity of the country and the people. The energy contained in it It is far beyond what you have imagined, Mr. Hu."

Seeing Xu Ding's serious look, Huang Chengyan was secretly pleased, and finally met a knowledgeable person.

But is it really as great and important as Xu Ding said?

The art of ingenuity is inherited on the basis of Mohism.

Now is the era of promoting Confucianism in an all-round way, and few people are willing to use the Mohism, let alone pay attention to it.

So Huang Chengyan fell into deep thought, and at the same time, he was puzzled, and asked: "Is Bokang's remarks a little too high?"

"No! Sir, this is not an exaggeration at all. Maybe you don't believe it yourself now, but please be sure. We can carry it forward and use practical actions to prove that this is true and that it can be realized. Just think about it. If one day the art of ingenuity can allow people to fly and soar in the sky, one day the art of ingenuity can allow people to travel thousands of miles a day, and one day the art of ingenuity can lift tens of thousands of catties, hundreds of thousands of catties, or even millions of catties without the need for horses and oxen. Can be transported to where you want..."

I have to say that making this expectation is really exciting.

Even Huang Chengyan himself was a little excited. If these things were really difficult to achieve, it would be a glorious moment for the Mohists or ingenuity.

Huang Chengyan nodded, calmed down, and said, "Okay, I believe in Bokang."

Xu Ding continued: "So I want to invite you to Donglai. Donglai needs you, and you need your ingenuity."

When Xu Ding said this, Huang Yueying was quietly waiting behind the door not far away for her father's reply.

Huang Chengyan thought for a while before saying, "Bokang, let me ask you a few questions."

"Excuse me sir!" Xu Ding replied.

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