Madam, protect me!

It was just dawn, so Li Nuo got up early, sat up from the bed, and stretched out comfortably.

The past two days have been extremely fulfilling, and my sleep has also been particularly good. When I woke up, I was full of energy. The only drawback was that my life span, which was already short, had lost another day. After a hurried breakfast, he took Butler Wu with him. , went straight to Chang'an County Government Office.

Not long after, Pei Zhe, the magistrate of Chang'an County, yawned and walked out of the back office and weakly greeted Li Nuo, "Sir, it's so early..."

Two people, one is working and the other is earning a living. Of course, their motivations are different.

Li Nuo smiled and asked, "Master Pei, did you not sleep well last night?"

Pei Zhe punched his waist. Yesterday, the tigress at home suspected that he had sneaked into the brothel again. He said he hadn't gone, so she insisted on proving it. In order to clear the suspicion, he proved that he didn't fall asleep until midnight. He originally wanted to sleep more. After a while, a yamen servant reported that Li Nuo had arrived before the yamen opened, so he had no choice but to come out to greet him.

Li Nuo saw that the Chang'an County Magistrate was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He waved his hand and said, "Master Pei, go to bed and don't worry about me."

Pei Zhe covered his mouth and yawned, and said, "No, no, the young master is here, so there is no reason for me to sleep anymore. The yamen still has a lot of official business to deal with."

Should he say it or not, besides being disturbed from his sweet dream, he also had to thank Li Nuo.

As the magistrate of a county and the magistrate of Jingxian County, he has too many things to take care of. Although he is assisted by the county magistrate and the county lieutenant, in Pei Zhe's eyes, those two guys are incompetent through connections. They are not afraid of him as the county magistrate at all, and they do not help him with official duties at all. They have not come to the county government office for many days.

And Li Nuo... Compared with Li Nuo, Pei Zhe sometimes feels that he is an incompetent person who got into this position by relying on his connections.

Pei Zhe was shocked to see the murderer's abilities at a glance among hundreds of people. Every time he thought about it, Pei Zhe felt shocked.

He is not only good at investigating cases, but also likes to investigate and resolve cases. He is simply born for legal practitioners.

Hey, wait...

Pei Zhe seemed to realize something, and he suddenly became more awake. He looked at Li Nuo and asked tentatively: "Sir, you don't want to practice law, do you?"

Li Nuo nodded and said, "Yes, is there any problem?"

Pei Zhe froze on the spot.

Legalism, Legalism is not a cultivator...

Although a lawyer can become stronger by judging a case, if he judges a wrong case, his cultivation will not advance but will retreat.

This is not the key point. Throughout the ages, disciples of low-level Legalists can still be active in the court, but once they reach the fourth level, the danger will be greatly increased. Historically, most of the strong Legalists met a miserable end and did not die well, leading to the current situation. Legalism has almost ceased to exist in name only.

Moreover...it's just that others are practicing law. As the son of the minister of Dali Temple, why are you joining in the fun?

Although Dharma practitioners practice the Dharma in their hearts, and everyone has a different path, in the final analysis, we still have to uphold justice in our hearts, hoe the strong and help the weak, and punish the traitors and eliminate the sycophants.

He doesn't know who the biggest traitor in Daxia is, right?

Go against Tiangang, go against Tiangang...

But this kind of thing was not something he could say. Faced with Li Nuo's question, Pei Zhe smiled awkwardly and said, "No, no, as long as the young master likes it, as long as you like it..."

Yesterday, Li Nuo asked Mr. Pei to arrange today's case. After the county office opened, people related to the case were already queuing up outside the courtroom. Li Nuo did not waste time, walked into the courtroom, and began to examine the case.

At the same time, Song Mansion.

An old man with gray hair flipped through the two booklets in his hand, nodded slightly, and said, "You all did a good job in this assignment, especially Mu'er, who even solved the problem of pheasants and rabbits in the same cage. Come on, can you solve this problem yourself?"

Song Muer answered honestly: "I asked Brother Li Nuo, and Brother Li Nuo told me."

In this regard, the old man didn't say anything. In addition to giving them basic homework every day, he would also leave a difficult problem for them to think about on their own and cultivate their arithmetic skills.

Whether she figured it out by herself or asked others, as long as she understood it herself.

The old man continued: "Then tell me, how should I solve this problem?"

This pheasant and rabbit cage problem is actually the simplest "equation" problem. Confucian disciples who have studied arithmetic can easily solve it, but it is still very difficult for a six-year-old child.

Song Muer said without thinking: "If we want to eat spicy rabbit legs and braised chicken legs for lunch, now we have to use one leg of all the rabbits and chickens, and then use another leg..., the final answer is eighteen chickens, nine rabbit."

The old man was stunned after hearing this.

Although this solution is different from the commonly used solution to equations in the Suan Jing, it seems to be more ingenious and even children can easily understand it.

However, this tricky method is limited to simple problems such as pheasants and rabbits sharing the same cage.

If one or more items are added, this method will no longer be feasible, and one of the "nine numbers" will still have to be used.

It just so happened that they could use this question to learn nine numbers in advance, so he took advantage of the situation and said: "Today, I will teach you the "equation"."

Song Muer asked in confusion: "Sir, what is an equation?"

The old man explained: "The equation process is also a course. There are always complex things, and each column has a number. To sum up, it is true. Let each act rate, two objects have another process, three objects have three processes, all are like objects with a number of processes, and they are listed together. OK, so it’s called an equation…”

The expressions of the two little girls gradually became confused.

What Song Muer said just now was so simple that even Song Ninger, who had been sitting next to him, understood it. But she couldn't understand a word of what the teacher said at this moment.

She pouted her lips and muttered softly: "What? The teacher's mathematics is not as good as a fool..."

Although her voice was small, the old man still heard it.

He studied mathematics all his life, mastered the nine numbers, and taught countless students, including the top scholar in mathematics. Now, in teaching mathematics, he was told by a little boy that he was not as good as a fool. Even if it was a child's words, he still felt that his lifelong learning was insulted.

The several masters of mathematics in Daxia usually did not admit defeat to each other, but today they were said to be not as good as a fool...

Shame, shame...

But he couldn't get angry with the two little girls.

With a depressed mood, after finishing today's lessons, looking at the two identical little girls, he suddenly had an idea. He took out a flower ornament bought for his granddaughter from a wooden box on the desk and gave it to Song Muer, saying, "Muer did a good job on yesterday's homework. This is a reward for you."

Although he had many beautiful flower ornaments, this one was not as beautiful as the others, but Song Muer was still very happy.

Because Song Ning'er didn't have it.

If Song Mu'er was happy, Song Ning'er would definitely be unhappy.

This is an irrefutable law between twin sisters.

The old man left a homework, smiled at the two sisters, and said: "Today's lesson ends here. Whoever completes the homework well next time, I will give a reward..."

Watching the two sisters leave, the old man smiled disdainfully, "You are very good at calculating and teaching, right? I want to see how you teach this time..."

The two sisters returned to a courtyard, and a maid asked: "Miss Mu'er, Miss Ning'er, what do you want to eat at noon? I will ask the kitchen to prepare it."

Song Ning'er, who was a little unhappy, thought for a while and said: "I want to eat spicy rabbit legs and braised chicken legs."

The maid immediately looked at Song Mu'er and asked: "Miss Mu'er, are you the same?"

Usually, the two sisters have to eat exactly the same thing every day, without any difference.

Song Mu'er shook her head and said: "I don't want to eat. I ate at Brother Li Nuo's house yesterday. The chef at Brother Li Nuo's house cooks delicious food..."