Happy Little Scholar

[ps: Don’t worry about the 64-square problem anymore. I didn’t say that the board should be filled up. The reason why it is 64, not 62 or 63, is just because the number seven, seven, sixty-four is auspicious. I like it... okay, I admit it. I was careless this time...]

"Does His Majesty the King of Jin really mean what he said?" Qin Huan, the Minister of Household Affairs, stepped forward, looked at Li Han and asked eagerly.

"Sir said so."

Li Han casually passed the blame to Li Yi. With his current arithmetic level, he couldn't control such terrifying numbers. It was scary to think about a granary as high as the sun.

"Dr. Han, are you serious about this?"

"It's just a sixty-four-square chessboard. Are there really that many?"

"Where are the people from the Imperial College, please stand up and say something!"

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After a moment of silence, seeing the faces of several important people, the officials finally came to their senses, but they still couldn't believe what King Jin just said.

A granary that is three feet long, two feet wide, and as high as the sun. Who are you kidding? The sun is ------ it's far away from here anyway. How did His Highness King Jin calculate this number?

The only doctor of imperial accounting in the court immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. Dr. Han trembled and said: "Since..., since it is what Mr. Li said, then, it should not be wrong. ”

"Fortunately, I brought it with me..." Li Han patted his butt, took out a torn booklet from his arms, wet it with saliva, and started flipping through it quickly.

This booklet, which the gentleman personally customized for him, contains not only those strange and weird problems, but also a very humane and interesting story interspersed every few pages. This is for King Jin who often struggles with the sea of ​​topics. , are undoubtedly small islands where you can rest temporarily, so he still remembers the stories there.

"Found it!" King Jin finally turned to a page, presented it to Emperor Jing and said, "Father, look, this is it."

Emperor Jing looked at the page that King Jin had opened. After a moment, he waved his sleeves and said: "Since it is a competition, it has a beginning and an end. If your envoys cannot collect the food for the return journey, I will send you money. The competition will continue as usual tomorrow." , don’t be late!”

After saying that, Emperor Jing walked out surrounded by several eunuchs.

Baiguan, who finally learned the truth, felt his face was a little hot, and he wished he could eat the third prince of Qi alive.

It’s embarrassing, it’s so embarrassing this time!

The combined civil and military talents of the entire dynasty were not as good as the nine-year-old His Highness Prince Jin, which almost led to a big mistake.

It is unimaginable that if His Majesty and they agree to the request of the third prince, the king and ministers of Jingguo will probably become the laughing stock of other countries...

Naturally, they won't take out that food. Not to mention that there isn't that much food. Even if there is, it can't be given to Qi State for nothing. If you want food, do you want to give it to you as a punishment from heaven?

But if you don't give ------ to the dignified king of a country, what the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty have agreed to at the same time, how can you break your promise? In the future, you don't have to mix among the countries. It can be said that if His Highness the King of Jin had been just a moment longer, , Jingguo will definitely lose his face...

The third prince of Qi State and all the envoys walked out of the Golden Palace under the gaze of hundreds of officials. The young man walking in front had a look of disappointment on his face. If what just happened could be accomplished, as long as Jing Guo hadn't reacted yet, , by spreading the word, they would have achieved their ultimate goal without any further competition.

"It seems that I still underestimated the heroes of the world." The young man sighed and said with a somewhat regretful tone.

An envoy behind him then said: "So what if they find out, the result will not be the same. If they lose again tomorrow, there will be no need to compete in the literary test. As for the martial arts, we are not afraid at all." , Why should the third prince sigh?"

The young man shook his head and stopped continuing the topic. He said, "Let's find out who the gentleman from His Highness the King of Jin is. That mathematical problem was solved by the great scholar Chen. More than ten mathematicians worked on it for three days. It took three nights to calculate the results. I didn’t expect that Jingguo would have such a capable person and would have known the secret. If not... it would be a pity.”

Seeing the Qi envoy walking out of the hall, the anger of the officials at being fooled slightly subsided.

I thought that the third prince of the Qi Kingdom was a fool, but I didn't expect that the real fool was actually them. They almost fell into the opponent's poisonous plan. He was so insidious and cunning at a young age, but he couldn't live long...

When his eyes shifted to Prince Jin, his eyes immediately softened.

Very good, as expected, the tiger father has no dog son. The nine-year-old King of Jin was able to see through the conspiracy of the envoys of other countries in the court, and saved the face of His Majesty and the courtiers, which is enough to be recorded in the annals of history...

The courtiers' joy did not last long before they realized a serious problem.

Although the conspiracy of the envoys of Qi was exposed by His Highness the King of Jin, they have already lost the first round of today's literary test. If they lose another one tomorrow, there will be no need to compete in the third round. Therefore, tomorrow's battle is extremely important and can only You can't win but lose, otherwise, sooner or later you will have to lose face...

The Imperial Guard's Secretary Ye looked gloomy. Tomorrow it would be his turn to appear. In fact, he was not sure whether he could win...

The most talented poet in the past thousand years, just this name is a bit scary...

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Because of the propaganda by the envoys of Qi State, the people of Kyoto had already received the news before the officials left the palace.

He was defeated, and he actually lost to Qi in the first game of the competition.

In the gambling house, I don’t know how many people cursed Ma Zhongcheng loudly. This defeat didn’t matter. Many of them had to bear huge losses because of it, and many of them lost their fortunes.

Who could have thought that the whole capital, with countless talented people, actually lost to an unknown old man from Qi at their doorstep. What a great irony?

The enthusiasm of ordinary people was greatly frustrated, and the whole capital was filled with a depressed atmosphere. Many people blamed Ma Zhongcheng for this failure. Rumors spread everywhere, directly defining Ma Zhongcheng as a national sinner. I don’t know how many rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves were thrown into Ma’s house from outside the wall.

The dignified Chief Censor was hit on the forehead by a stone thrown by a naughty boy on his way home from court. After hearing the rumors, he fainted on the spot...

Not only that, the people also have a lot of complaints about the current emperor. Although they are not as blatant as the Chief Censor, they secretly have a lot of complaints about His Majesty the Emperor...

While listening to Li Xuan talking about these things, Li Yi reminded the two tailors of the details they need to pay attention to.

"I heard that the third prince of Qi State also set a trap for the emperor and the officials in the court. If it weren't for the reminder of the King of Jin, we would be embarrassed this time..." Li Xuan was indignant, "If we lose another round tomorrow, we will completely lose to Qi State in the literary test."

After listening to Li Xuan several times, Li Yi also had a general understanding of this so-called competition.

It's nothing more than a few masters who have practiced the game to the maximum level, pretending to be novices to bully a group of newcomers. Of course, the ones who can represent Jingguo are definitely not newcomers, but they are obviously still a long way from the maximum level. Qiguo seems to be stronger than Jingguo in terms of economy, culture and military. Unless someone is cheating, it is unlikely to win this competition.

"Ma Zhongcheng is a bit pitiful..."

Li Yi sighed. As the dignified Zhongcheng of the Imperial Censor, he must care most about his own reputation. This time he was directly scolded as a national sinner. It is still unclear whether he can get over this hurdle...

Judging from the situation, Wei Siye and Zhou Daxueshi should also be in danger. Fortunately, the old emperor didn't think of himself, otherwise he would have been scolded to death by those ignorant people...

"Tomorrow morning, summon Li Xianzi to the palace!"

When Li Yi thought so in his heart, in the Qinzheng Hall, Emperor Jing was holding a poetry book called "Mingyue Collection" in his hand. After listening to Dong Wenyun's words, he waved his hand and said.