Chapter 91 Digging Gold!

"So, this is a very smart kid."

Qiao Yong looked at Zhang Liang with a smile.

Zhang Liang, who was born in Yushan Academy, immediately understood the meaning of Qiao Yong's words. For the children of Yushan, collecting talents from all over the world is their instinct, it is also a tradition, and it is even more beautiful!

Back then, Yun Zhao bought the best assistant in the Ming Dynasty for 40 kilograms. In other words, Yun Zhao bought his Ming Dynasty with some insignificant kilograms.

Therefore, if you let go of a smart child easily, it would be a crime for Zhang Liang, a Yushan child.

He stroked the little boy's soft blonde hair and said, "What's your name?"

"Pierre Descartes."

Zhang Liang smiled and said to Descartes: "Your name is the same as that of a scholar."

Descartes sniffed, "He is my grandfather."

Qiao Yong was stunned for a moment and immediately asked, "You said, your mother is the daughter of René Descartes? As far as I know, this Mr. Descartes has never been married in his life."

Descartes looked at Qiao Yong in confusion and said, "I don't know this."

Qiao Yong and Zhang Liang looked at each other. They didn't think this child would talk nonsense, and there must be something in it.

When Qiao Yong first came to Paris, he wanted to bring Descartes, a famous mathematician, to the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, Mr. Descartes was not willing to leave France to the distant East.

On the one hand, his health was not good, on the other hand, the Ming Dynasty was too far away for him, and he even felt that he could not survive until the Ming Dynasty.

Sure enough, this winter, Mr. Descartes fell ill and was very ill...

The carriage finally came over the congested new bridge.

Qiao Yong said to Zhang Liang: "I will go to Versailles to meet Prince Kong Dai. You and Gan Chong go to the child's house to see him."

Compared to seeing Prince Kong Dai at the Palace of Versailles, which was built with only twenty-six rooms, made of two red bricks, Qiao Yong felt that it seemed more important for Zhang Liang and Gan Chong to see the little boy's mother.

The Ming Dynasty's Malacca Governor Han Xiufen had reached an agreement with the French South China Fleet. Governor Jean Pierre welcomed the Ming Dynasty to develop the Tamil region with them. At the same time, Earl Pierre also reached an agreement on ocean trade with the Ming Dynasty.

Prince Kong Dai knew about all this and allowed it. Therefore, Qiao Yong entered the Palace of Versailles to meet Prince Kong Dai, which was just a routine meeting, and there was no difficulty.

However, Mr. Descartes is different. This is the decree issued by His Majesty the Ming Emperor a long time ago.

What a pity? Mr. Descartes is now addicted to a sickbed? It is difficult to survive this winter.

Mr. Descartes died, will his knowledge die? Mr. Descartes also has a huge amount of manuscripts? The value of this thing is priceless in the eyes of Zhang Liang and others.

There are only results in public knowledge, and there may be some explanations? But it is very simple, which is not conducive to academic research? Only by obtaining Mr. Descartes' original manuscript? After sorting it out, you can closely follow Mr. Dikor's thinking and then develop new things.

If you come to the door to seek these knowledge rashly, the possibility of being rejected is too high? If this child is really a descendant of Mr. Descartes? That would be great. Qiao Yong believes that the purpose of inheriting Mr. Descartes' manuscripts can be achieved, both through official and private.

"Where is your father?"

Zhang Liang couldn't help asking.

"My mother is a prostitute, she was a long time ago."

As soon as Little Descartes finished speaking, Zhang Liang groaned and almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"But she has converted now and has become a devout believer. The nannies have used holy water to cleanse her soul and body, so she is now a practitioner."

As I spoke, the carriage came to the dark window. Little Descartes looked up at Zhang Liang and said, "Sir, can you give me a piece of bread? I didn't get a gift today, nor did I steal bread, and Emily must have no food to eat."

Zhang Liang gave one of the mount policemen a Liffor. After a while, the mount policemen brought back a lot of bread and filled three baskets.

Little Descartes looked at the rich food and his eyes were bright, and he looked up at the tall Zhang Liang and said, "Thank you, sir, thank you very much."

After saying that, he took a basket, placed half of the basket on the window, let the aroma of hot bread in the basket pass into the window, and then shouted: "Mom, this is the food I brought, you can eat it."

Several dry and dirty women's hands popped out from the dark window, and their hands reached the basket. Little Descartes took the basket back and shouted loudly again: "Mom, I met a kind-hearted person."

"You are the devil!"

A sharp woman's voice came from the window.

Little Descartes didn't care what his mother said, but instead drew a cross on his chest and said happily: "God bless you, mom, you are still alive, can I kiss Emily?"

"You devil, you should be hanged!"

"Mom, I was almost hanged today, but I was rescued by several generous gentlemen."

"Hahaha, you're going to be someone else's **, you damn devil."

Little Descartes had tears in his eyes and swallowed, "Please give me Emily, I will give you a lot of food, so that you can serve God for a long time."

"Get out of here, you devil, since you escaped here, you are the devil."

Zhang Liang could no longer help but feel angry and said to the dark window: "Little Descartes will not become a magnanimous person, nor will he become a toy in the hands of others. He will go to school and college in the future, and like his grandfather, he will become the greatest mathematician."

"Hahaha..." A shrill laugh came from the dark room.

“Become an upper class like Mr. Descartes?

Do you know what a high-ranking person is?

Do you believe I am Mr. Descartes' daughter?

Mr. Descartes himself doesn’t believe this ridiculous story. Will you still accept this little devil?”

Zhang Liang smiled, laughing loudly, and said to the woman in the dark: "Little Descartes is a piece of gold buried in the soil. No matter how thick the soil is, it cannot cover up the essence of gold.

Madam, for your God’s sake, give Little Emily to Little Descartes, so that they can restore the essence of gold.”

"You damn pagan, you should be burned to death..."

Zhang Liang could hear that the woman in the room was already crazy.

Little Descartes didn't care much about everything that happened in front of him. After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he pushed the basket full of food into the window, listened to the sound of fighting for food inside. When the sound stopped, he picked up another basket and placed it in the window and whispered: "There are also sausages, bacon, butter, and lard in it. Do you want to eat it?"

"I want to eat..."

A few urgent sounds came from inside.

"Please send Emily out of the window. As long as you deliver it, I have more food here, so I can give it to you all."

The room became quiet, and only the voice of Little Descartes's mother full of hatred was echoing.

"You should be a damn devil, you are a devil. Like your devil father, you should go to hell..."

Little Descartes took out a sausage from the basket and threw it into the dark room.
Chapter completed!