Chapter 121

As a result.

Aristocratic families can always keep the official positions of the imperial court in their own hands.

"Hoeing at noon, sweat drips into the soil. Who knows the food on the plate... who knows the food on the plate"

"Mother, what is the next sentence?"

Just at this moment, a mother and son happened to pass by Li Er.

And the three-year-old child was reciting poetry while walking.

But when it came to the last sentence, he seemed to be stuck.

"Silly child, who knows the food on the plate, every grain is hard-earned."

The farm woman, carrying a vegetable basket, touched the child's head dotingly.

Hoeing at noon, sweat drips into the soil.

Who knows the food on the plate, every grain is hard-earned.

Good poem!

Concise and comprehensive!

Popular and easy to understand!

This poem must be a masterpiece passed down through the ages!

Li Er and Fang Xuanling were both a bit unsteady on their feet.

The last bit of stubbornness in their hearts was completely shattered!

Especially Li Er.

His dream was completely shattered!

He thought he was living in the prosperous age of Great Tang, but who would have thought that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens!

Who would have thought.

On the territory of Great Qin, even a farm woman and a three-year-old child could recite a masterpiece through the ages.

How could such a country not be powerful?

By comparison.

Can the people of Great Tang really do this?

Li Er already had the answer in his heart.

No!

"May I ask, old gentleman, who taught you to read and write?"

"And who wrote such a masterpiece through the ages?"

Li Er bowed respectfully, his eyes filled with earnest expectation.

He must figure out the secret here!

Otherwise.

I will not be reconciled even in death!