Chapter 34

The news that mojiazi defeated Kong huisuo spread all over the Imperial College. No one thought that mojiazi had outstanding tricks and defeated Kong huisuo with the loophole of mathematics.

"Win, win!" Qin Huaiyu was excited. The six subjects of the Imperial College and the mojiazi had won four games and were doomed to win. Wouldn't that mean that nearly 10000 liang of the Imperial College's bets had lost.

"This is cheating, shameless!" some people refused to admit defeat.

"It's really a big deal to treat the victims. A county magistrate can't even treat the victims well. What else should he do?" Chumo retorts with a sneer., He has long been unhappy with Kong huisuo because he is a descendant of the Kong family. Usually his eyes grow to his head and despise their connections through the back door.

"Yes!" Wei Chi Baolin nodded heavily, suddenly patted her thigh and said in a startled voice: "the Mohist son has invested 500 Liang. According to the bet, don't you want to compensate him 5000 Liang."

"Ah!" suddenly Qin Huaiyu and Chumo felt a lot of pain. It was five thousand Liang! They worked hard to set up a gambling game and took so many risks. In the end, they didn't earn as much as Mozi, and they were divided among three people.

When Qin Huaiyu thought of Merton's bet, he looked at the bet. It was only five hundred and two bets. Can it be said that the Mohist family had calculated it in advance? The Mohist family's arithmetic was really terrible.

"Kong huisuo lost!" Kong Yingda said in amazement.

Kong huisuo is the son of the Kong family who has high hopes. His knowledge and insight can be said to be first-class. Even he was defeated in front of the Mo family.

When the messenger described the debate between them one by one, Kong Yingda was stunned.

"This is opportunism. How can arithmetic be the policy of governing the country!" Liu Yinian, a doctor of calligraphy, jumped up and retorted.

"Arithmetic is not the policy of governing the country!" Liu Yinian deeply offended the doctor of mathematics. The doctor of mathematics jumped up immediately and retorted: "the state taxes, your salaries and the operation of all places do not have to use arithmetic!"

"Well, in any case, if you lose, you will lose! Next, there are arithmetic and calligraphy to see if they can save some face for the Imperial College." Kong Yingda said dejectedly. This time, the Imperial College lost a lot of face and was defeated by the Mohist school. The rest depends on whether you can win two games or pass the game.

"Calligraphy will not disappoint the Toastmasters!" Liu Yinian said quickly.

"Don't worry, sacrificial wine maker. The Mohist school is also smart in mathematics. This time, it is Zu Mingjun, the descendant of Zu Chongzhi, who represents mathematics. He has profound attainments in mathematics and family knowledge, so he can't lose." the doctor of mathematics also patted his chest and promised.

However, as soon as the voice fell, a flustered voice came from outside: "worship Lord, it's not good. I lost my math again!"

"Ah!" the doctor of mathematics consciously ran by 10000 * * * and hit his face too loudly.

"What's the matter? How could you lose so fast?" Kong Yingda roared.

The doctor of mathematics also wanted to know what was going on. It was only a little later that Zu Mingjun lost! Isn't that worse at math.

No! Zu Mingjun, he has personally tested it. His mathematical attainments are not below himself!

"What's wrong with the Mohist school!" the doctor of mathematics asked hurriedly.

The messenger quickly replied, "it's still a disaster relief problem. There are only 20000 loads of food in the county government office, 75000 victims, 30000 adults and 45000 old and weak. Adults need to eat five Liang a day and the old and weak need to eat three Liang a day."

"How difficult is this? It can be calculated in a quarter of an hour at most according to the level of Zu Mingjun." the doctor of mathematics frowned.

"Er, er, the Mohist added again! Master Zu immediately threw in his pen and admitted defeat!" the messenger said weakly.

"What conditions!" Kong Yingda said in a deep voice, suppressing his anger.

"If 500 refugees from other counties enter the county every day and 700 victims leave the county every day, how long can the county's food support?"

As soon as the messenger's voice fell, everyone remained silent and bowed their heads.

Soon one after another sighed and gave up. Only the doctor of mathematics was still dead.

"I can't figure it out!"

However, it was only twenty minutes before the doctor of mathematics gave up.

Yes, this is the crazy problem of future primary school students. A water inlet and a water outlet discharge water in the pond. When can the pond be filled. Merton got Datang. It's a weapon without solution.

"Great humiliation, great humiliation, in my opinion, the Mohist school sent by your majesty is very far sighted, and the Imperial College has a big problem! Question one, do you see what students the Imperial College has trained!" Kong Yingda could no longer suppress his anger and roared.

Before, they all thought that the Imperial College was the first official school, and all the knowledge and talents in the world were in the Imperial College, but they didn't expect that a son of Mohism would beat down all the pride of the Imperial College.

Obviously, it can be seen that the problem that Mozi defeated Kong Hui's theory and Zu Mingjun is actually the same problem, or the real problem is the problem that Kong Hui's theory faces, and Kong huisuo's problem is only a simplified version.

Kong huisuo consciously turned the world upside down for a while. The title given to him by Mohist Zi was actually a weakened version. That doesn't mean that Mohist Zi attached more importance to the famous ancestor than him, which made the arrogant Kong huisuo how to stand it.

"The Mohists deceived people too much!" Kong huisuo only felt that the sky turned upside down for a while, and he fainted, causing a scream.

Unlike Kong huisuo's unbearable, Zu Mingjun simply conceded defeat and kept thinking about Merton's problem.

The unprecedented practical problems and problems made Zu Mingjun open a new door to the mathematical world. She had a hunch that if she could understand it, it would be an achievement beyond her ancestors.

"There's the last door left!"

Everyone's eyes focused on Xiong maocai, a scholar of calligraphy. Now the honor of the Imperial College has been placed on him.

Xiong maocai looked at Merton coming gradually, like a great enemy, staring at Merton's every move.

"Xiong maocai, it's up to you!" shouted the Imperial College.

Xiong maocai felt uneasy. Although he had confidence in his font after 20 years of hard training, the mojiazi was too cruel! The last one lost, Wang Ling, surnamed Cui, which is no better than him, not to mention Kong huisuo and Zu Mingjun. Even they lost cleanly. What qualifications does Xiong maocai have to stop each other.

He hates Wang Ling now. If he hadn't taken measures behind him, how could he fall into the situation of riding a tiger.

Soon, mojiazi came to him and looked at mojiazi smiling at him. He suddenly felt a cold in the bottom of his heart. It was terrible.

"I admit defeat!" Merton went to Xiong maocai and said seriously.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you... Oh! What are you talking about?" Xiong maocai stared round. He wanted to say something cruel. He didn't hear Merton clearly and asked incredulously.

"I admit defeat!" Merton said word by word.

"Oh!" Xiong maocai stood motionless as if struck by lightning.

Looking at the back of mojiazi leaving, Xiong maocai was still like in a dream. He won. He wanted to cheer, but he couldn't cheer.

Because his victory was given by the other side. He didn't win.

Other imperial college students also had a heavy heart. Five to one, the Imperial College was defeated miserably. When they discussed with great momentum to find mojiazi trouble, where did they think they would lose so miserably.

When the war ended, Guozi supervisor lost money and lost people.