"Shooting means archery. Five shots refer to five different archery methods: white arrows, sanlian, sanzhu, Xiangqi, and Jingyi."

Wang Xiao smiled confidently and said, "I dare not say anything else. I recognize the second best in the world in archery, and no one dares to recognize the first place. But there is really no way to show it here."

Zhao Huanhuan asked curiously, “The husbands who are studying still have to know how to shoot arrows? Didn’t they say that it was a vulgar martial artist?”

Zhao Fujin, who was standing by, spoke out and explained, "There is indeed a archery art among the six arts of gentlemen. But after so many years, it is rare for the husbands who can shoot archery to be seen."

"That's just that scholars are too lazy nowadays." Wang Xiao ridiculed "The great scholars in ancient times could govern the people, and they could govern the army when they set off their horses. They could chop people by drawing out their swords. Confucius carried his sword with them when he traveled to various countries. It was not for the sake of good looks, it was used to deal with bandits."

"Mr. Confucius can also use swords?!" The two sisters were surprised.

In their impression, Confucius was a gentle and elegant old man with long beards. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like he could draw his sword and chop people.

"In the ancient Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, beasts were rampant in the mountains and forests, and there were many bandits from all over the country. Confucius was able to travel around the countries, except that he was strong and had a tall man and had many disciples, his martial arts were also excellent."

The two sisters were listening to Wang Xiao like they were listening to good stories. Their teachers would not teach them.

"So to sum up, the gentlemen in ancient times were both civil and military. But these scholars nowadays have long lost the spirit of ancient people. They don't know anything except whining without any illness. Okay, let's go with the next one."

"A gentleman's six arts, four is five imperials. The imperial refers to the imperial chariot. During the Spring and Autumn Period, the main force of fighting between countries was horses pulling chariots. At that time, four horses pulled a chariot and called it One Vehicle. The so-called country of thousands of chariots, and the country of ten thousand chariots refers to a country with thousands of chariots, which is a representative of a strong national strength."

"Then why is there no more now?" Zhao Huanhuan asked like a curious baby.

In this era, there are few channels for knowledge dissemination and can only be passed on through books and word of mouth. Few people know about these popular science things on the Internet in later generations in this era.

"That's because the chariots are very limited and can only be used in plains. When they encounter hillsides, they will either overturn or cannot be used, and they will be replaced by cavalry and infantry."

"Well, brother-in-law, how good are you in the car?"

Zhao Huanhuan blushed when she called out to her brother-in-law. But she did not refute, but looked at Wang Xiao silently waiting for his explanation.

Wang Xiao blinked at Zhao Fujin with a wicked smile, "Now there is no chariot, so naturally I can't be called a lord. But my riding skills are very good. I can handle any strong horse, especially good at riding rouge horses. This is also a kind of lord."

"What kind of horse is a rouge horse? Why haven't I heard of it?" Zhao Huanhuan, who is still young, doesn't understand what this is.

Zhao Fujin, who was beside him, had read many more scripts than her and understood Wang Xiao's meaning. He hurriedly reached out and covered her mouth, "Stop talking. He is not a good person."

Wang Xiao disagreed, and his face turned "Don't get me wrong, I'm really a good person."

Zhao Huanhuan's gossip soul was burning, and she decided to find someone to ask what kind of horse the Rouge Horse was after she returned.

"Okay, keep talking."

Wang Xiao waved his hand and ended the topic, "The six arts of a gentleman, the five is six books. The so-called six books actually refer to calligraphy. What is my calligraphy? You have seen copybooks, so I will no longer show off."

Zhao Huanhuan laughed and said, "Who said she was showing off? But your handwriting is indeed very good."

Zhao Fujin, who was standing beside him, asked curiously, "Didn't Confucius use bamboo slips at that time? Can calligraphy be written on it?"

Wang Xiao reached out and hugged her in his arms. "Although there was no paper at that time, there was silk. I know why silk is so expensive and can it be used as money? It is because it can be used to write in addition to making clothes."

In front of his sister, Zhao Fujin felt embarrassed to be so close to Wang Xiao. He pretended to struggle for a few times but could not break free from Wang Xiao's arms, so he closed his eyes and accepted it.

They met in the Zen room of Daxiangguo Temple so many times. Under Wang Xiao's constant attack, Zhao Fujin, who had been raised in the palace since childhood, had long been falling and unable to refuse. It was ordinary to hug him.

Before she saw her sister, she even had her mouth snatched away.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at them with a strange look, not quite understanding why they were holding each other.

Isn't it hot?

"I recognize your calligraphy, it is indeed well written." Zhao Huanhuan urged Wang Xiao, "What else?"

"A gentleman's six arts, six is ​​nine numbers. The so-called nine numbers are mathematical science, which is based on the 'nine chapters of mathematical arithmetic'. The gentlemen in ancient times were all masters of mathematics. As for now, hehe."

"The husbands of the previous dynasty also understand this, right?" Zhao Huanhuan said curiously, "I heard from the emperor's brother that he had to collect taxes as an official. If he didn't know how to calculate the subject, how should he collect taxes?"

Don’t think that the yamen in ancient times were the rulers for the people. The main task of the yamen at that time was to collect taxes and distribute corvee labor.

As for the sufferings among the people, I really don’t care much about it.

As the saying goes, the imperial power does not go to the countryside, and the clan gentry will be responsible for solving any problems in the countryside.

A group of clan elders can determine the life and death of someone. This kind of thing was very common in ancient times.

These are things that modern young people cannot imagine.

Like Japan's hierarchy system and the previous and junior system of the Konoko country actually originated from this.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at Wang Xiao with her beautiful big eyes, "Your calculation is very good?"

Wang Xiao smiled very modestly and said, "There are astronomy above and geography below. Chapter nine arithmetic memorization is like flowing, and there is no problem that I can't solve."

"Okay, then you memorize Jiuzhang's arithmetic backwards and tell me."

Wang Xiao ‘ww’.

'Swish.' Zhao Huanhuan curled her lips and said, "Brave."

Zhao Fujin in Wang Xiao's arms also covered his mouth and giggled.

Wang Xiao explained awkwardly, "Reciting Ruliu is actually an adjective. As long as it means memorizing it very skillfully, remember it very well. Don't press the words. I just memorize it directly."

Zhao Huanhuan refused to do it, "You said it yourself before, and you can recite it like a stream. Now you say you can't do it, then you'll be lying."

Wang Xiao sat down on the chair depressedly, but today he was beaten by a little girl.

Zhao Fujin went over and took Zhao Huanhuan's hand, "Okay, don't make things difficult for him like this."

"Hmph." Zhao Huanhuan smiled proudly, "For the sake of my sister, I will let you go this time. But I have to test you."

"You know how to calculate?"

Zhao Huanhuan stared at her beautiful eyes and was very dissatisfied, "Don't look down on others, I have also learned Nine Chapters of Arithmetic."

"Okay, then you can make the question."

"Nine Chapters of Arithmetic Pythagoreans" says: hook three pounds four brims five. What does this mean?"

This is actually the homework assigned by her teacher. She was really puzzled and couldn't figure it out. Now that she has the opportunity, she will use it directly.

The best answer is answered, and her studies are completed.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t answer it, it just proves that Wang Xiao is bragging.

"This is simple, I knew it when I was in elementary school."

With the blessing of the system, Wang Xiao’s mental power increased and he could remember many things that he had long forgotten.

He can still remember many of the books and materials he forgot after the exam.

"Come here."

Wang Xiao laid paper on the table beside him, picked up a brush and started drawing pictures.

"This is the most basic geometric theorem. The sum of squares of two right-angled sides of a right triangle is equal to the square of the oblique side. The smaller of the right-angled side is a hook, the other right-angled side is a strand, and the oblique side is a chord is called Pythagorean square graph. This is how the solution is Pythagorean circle square graph, and the definition is like this."

Zhao Fujin, who was standing beside him, looked at Wang Xiao teaching seriously, and watched Zhao Huanhuan learning seriously. Suddenly, she felt warm in her heart.

This scene in front of you is really good.

After a long time, Wang Xiao put down his pen and said, "Do you understand?"

Zhao Huanhuan rubbed her forehead and said, "I understand a little, but I still don't understand very much."

"It's okay, I'll tell you again."

Zhao Fujin hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Forget it today, it's getting late, it's time for us to go back to the palace."

Wang Xiao took a deep breath, "Look, I am proficient in the six arts of gentlemen. I am also handsome and handsome, unrestrained. The most important thing is to be strong and have a strong battery life. Is it okay to match your sister?"

Zhao Huanhuan pleaded, "Then do you have a large mansion in Bianliang City?"

"Yes, a big house that has three entry."

"Then do you have a beautiful carriage?"

"Yes, two carts pulled by horses bought from the north."

"Do you have money? Can you support my sister?"

"Yes, if you don't say anything else, you still have a wealth of wealth."

"Then what are you doing? Is your identity worthy of my sister?"

"I am an imperial guard general. Is this identity enough?"

Zhao Huanhuan had nothing to say. Looking at Wang Xiao's teasing gaze, she stomped her feet in anger, turned around and ran away with her long skirt.

Zhao Fujin hurriedly wanted to catch up, but she also wanted to explain clearly to Zhao Huanhuan that today's affairs could not be revealed no matter what. Otherwise, it would be a disaster that would have caused a big disaster.

However, Wang Xiao reached out and grabbed her.

Wang Xiao smiled, stretched out his finger and gently tapped Zhao Fujin's red lips.

Since their first kiss, every time they meet and part with each other during these days, there will always be a farewell ceremony.

Zhao Fujin was both ashamed and annoyed, but in the end he couldn't resist Wang Xiao. He had to complete the farewell ceremony and then ran away with his mouth covering his mouth.

Zhao Huanhuan is quite trustworthy and did not tell the story of Wang Xiao’s private meeting with Zhao Fujin’s Daxiangguo Temple.

However, every time Zhao Fujin wanted to go to Daxiangguo Temple, she tried every means to follow her.

Wang Xiao met with Zhao Fujin, but there was a kilowatt light bulb around him.
To be continued...