Chapter 2.2

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The hope of learning martial arts was dashed and the count was disappointed for a few days. However, he finally regained his spirits under the comfort of the beautiful countess. After all, he was his only son.

Although the Rowling family is based on the empire by martial arts, there have been one or two outstanding figures in the family who are famous for their wisdom. These ancestors are also not good at martial arts, but they can coordinate the overall situation in the rear, dispatch troops, and win thousands of miles away.

An outstanding general doesn't have to be a pioneer in the battlefield with excellent martial arts skills. If he can become an outstanding overall commander, he can also add glory to the glory of his family.

Since you can't learn martial arts, you should learn literature!

Just a child who can't speak, how can he learn to write? Even if we want to invite learned scholars to teach him knowledge, we should at least let the children speak.

It's different from the countess's kind and pure motherly heart. Count Raymond had a strange feeling in his heart: he always felt that his son did not speak, but would not!

Because the more times count Raymond visited his son, the more he felt that his son was not an idiot who didn't know anything, but a child who rejected the world around him. Just by the way he looked at himself, it was clear that he was strange and resistant. It was clear that he was emotional, not an ignorant idiot.

There must be brave men under great reward.

The count immediately offered a large reward in the whole imperial capital, regardless of his status, whether he was a learned scholar or a humble farmer. As long as anyone could make his son speak, he would immediately get a reward of 1000 gold coins!

Such a new thing immediately spread all over the imperial capital, and many people came to sign up, even a few minstrels from afar came to sign up. Some of them took a flute and played in front of Dewey all afternoon, some played gongs in Dewey's ear, and others deliberately yelled behind him when Dewey wasn't on guard... As for someone who was bold enough to throw the count's son into the river, so he would probably ask for help... But those who raised this kind of attention, He was immediately broken by the count's bodyguard and threw directly out of the count's house.

You're kidding! Even if the son is an idiot, it is also my son! Into the river? I'll throw you in the river first!

Just when the whole emperor took it as a new thing, the biggest problem was solved by a servant in the Earl's house!

And the solution to this problem is the servant, mad, who was "picked" in duvet's dream when he was in a coma.

This once servant of the coachman was a kind and honest man. He came up with a way to take duvet to see the stable in the count's house. According to the normal situation, such a small child will always be very curious and happy to see animals. Although this method is a bit rustic, but in the mind of trying, the count also agreed.

As a result, mad went into the stable with his little master in his arms

Coincidentally, the servant who took over from mad as the groom was lazy and didn't clean up the horse dung on that day. As a result, when he walked into the stable, he immediately came face to face with a stinking smell of horse dung. The smell was so strong that when madder opened the door with her little master in her arms, she almost didn't have the smell to rush out of a somersault.

And at this time, the arms of the little duvet is almost reflexive general blurt out a word in a low voice.

"It stinks

As a result of this incident, mad immediately got a reward of 1000 gold coins. Even the groom who was lazy and didn't clean up the horse dung was not punished. Instead, he got 20 gold coins.

Just looking at the defeated looking son, count Raymond was more sure: the boy didn't speak on purpose!

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"From today on, he is your teacher." Pointing to an old man in a white robe nearby, the count looked at his son: "this is Mr. rossiat, who holds the title of imperial astrologer and is also a scholar of history. He will be your first teacher in the future. "

At the beginning, the erudite rossiat scholar did a good job.

After one year's enlightenment, master Dewey, who was only four years old, was able to write imperial characters! Four years old can write, although in normal children is not too great, but also more rare.

Even the Earl, who had always disliked his son, could not help but be moved: is my son really a genius?

But when young master Dewey was five years old, even the excellent Mr. rossiat had a problem.

When young master Dewey was five and a half years old, in the evening, the count had a long talk with Mr. rossiat in his study

"Count, please ask for another one." The old astrologer looked dejected: "your son is gifted and intelligent, but I really don't have the energy to train such disciples..."

Looking at the old scholar's expression, the count's heart immediately cooled. Idiots can see what the old scholar said that "talent and intelligence" is perfunctory nonsense... Is my son really an idiot? Can't even such a smart and learned Mr. rossiat educate him well“ But, Mr. rossiat... "The count said with a calm face“ No, no, dear count The old scholar was worried: "please don't detain me. I can't do such a hard job! " The old scholar's words were so firm that the count could not help laughing bitterly: is it really a "arduous" task to educate my son? Even the count's talented old astrologer can't finish it, so I'm afraid I can't count on anyone else. Looking at the count's gloomy face, in fact, at the moment, the old scholar of rossiat was also very frightened... Alas, if it was just a simple strange saying like "the sun and the moon are two big balls", it could be regarded as the childish saying of master Dewey. Well, when a five-year-old child said something like "too much concentration of imperial power is the root of corruption", it almost made the old scholar's heart stop beating! In fact, the old scholar who has taught master Duwei for a whole year already knows that his student is not an "idiot" as rumored. On the contrary, he is very smart, even a little smarter than his peers. But no matter how smart a child is, he will not comment on the profound topic of "imperial power"! Therefore, the old scholar naturally thought that most of these astonishing views were revealed by the count at home and carelessly expressed by ignorant children! Count Raymond holds great power. He is the second most important person in the military command. He has a lot of contacts in the Imperial Navy. Such a big man who slanders the imperial power at home is obviously dissatisfied with the royal family! If you think about it a little more... I'm just an old scholar, and I don't want to be involved in any political struggle! It's better to get out as soon as possible! The old scholar's firm words were agreed by the count. He almost ran away and immediately packed up his things and left the count's house. This kind of performance let the count see in the eye, but also can only smile bitterly. Is his son really hopeless? Du Wei was quietly watching the teacher who had been with him for more than a year left. He stood in front of the window in the attic and watched the old scholar pack up and get into the carriage“ Young master Probably seeing the little master's face a little ugly, madder couldn't help shouting carefully. After the success of making the young master speak, he has been acting as the role of master Dewey's personal servant“ "Mad." Dewey didn't look back, but he could hear that he was not in a high mood: "do you think ignorance is a happy thing?"“ Eh? " Mad didn't know how to speak. In fact, there was no ink in the former groom's mind. When the young master asked such a question, he obviously didn't know how to answer it. Ignorance? Is the little master suffering for himself? But this is a topic that madder does not dare to talk about“ Forget it Dewey looked back, he seemed to smile, small, tender face, but as if with a trace of fatigue. I know too much about the world. I know why there is the sun and the moon in the sky, why there is the cycle of day and night every day, why there is the alternation of four seasons in a year, why spring comes and autumn comes... But it is because of these that I am worried. Perhaps, living in this world, ignorance is a kind of happiness`【 Please also collect books, smash tickets and dance new books. We need your support!]-