Chapter 167

PS: I'm going to work tomorrow. Jazz will use all his time to code words.

It will continue at five o'clock tomorrow. The first one is after twelve o'clock tonight. After tomorrow, the Jazz will try to work four hours a day, which is probably the Jazz's greatest energy. After all, the work is very busy.

If you can't hold on, Jazz will at least keep three watch a day!

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There was silence in the Imperial College. Everyone watched the student with the best calligraphy copy and answer questions with the chalk provided by Fang Xing.

First, I copied Hong Bingzheng's, all of which had only two questions, so soon.

But the result disappointed everyone.

"How did Mr. Hong answer a question?"

"Did Mr. Hong feel that his problem was too difficult, so he showed mercy in order to save face for that party?"

“……”

The crowd outside was listening to the student's explanation.

"... Mr. Hong answered only one question, and Fang Xing answered all of them, but he didn't know right or wrong."

I said!

Those who bet are going crazy, thinking, is that Fang waking up in chaos?

"What a talent Mr. Hong is, but he only answered one question. It can be seen that Fang Xing is scribbling. We are sure to win!"

"Yes, let's wait for the money!"

"Hey! I was softhearted when I bet just now. I knew I should have bet more!"

“……”

"What about the old man who threw five hundred liang?"

Some good people mentioned this topic, and all of a sudden everyone looked everywhere.

"There they are!"

A sharp eyed man pointed to a big tree and shouted. When the crowd looked, they saw the old man eating with the strong man.

"What they eat seems to be marinated meat!"

Is this going to start to rot?

"Mr. Fang has answered the question."

Liang Zhong's legs softened after running back and forth many times, but he was still unwilling to give the job to others.

Zhu Zhanji stood up and asked, "where's Hong Bingzheng?"

Liang Zhong saw that Wan Wan was frowning and looking over, and said painfully, "don't worry, princess. Hong Bingzheng only answered one question, and Mr. Fang only gave two questions."

Zhu Zhanji said happily, "the big event is settled!"

The Crown Princess didn't understand: "Zhan Ji, but I don't know what's right or wrong!"

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said, "brother Dehua, I know very well. If he doesn't think he can answer, he will never answer!"

Hearing the speech, Zhu gaochi got up tremblingly and said with the support of the eunuch: "in that case, I'll deal with political affairs first."

In Zhu Di's warm Pavilion, everyone who heard the latest news had some differences of opinion.

Some people think that Fang Xing is answering questions indiscriminately, but others think that Fang Xing is ready.

Seeing that today's affairs were almost handled, Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "Zhu Qing worked hard today. Let's have lunch here."

"Thank you, your majesty."

Everyone wanted to know the final result, so they went back to the duty room.

As soon as he went out, Yang Shiqi laughed and said, "I think Hong Bingzheng is going to have bad luck this time!"

Lu Zhen, the Minister of rites, narrowed his eyes and said, "young people want to be forthright for a while, but the final success or failure depends on who answers correctly."

Xia Yuanji, the Minister of the Ministry of household, glared at him and said, "I know Fang Xing. There are also two people in the Ministry of household who study there. They did actuarial work when they came back. What contribution did Hong Bingzheng make to the national dynasty?"

LV Zhen was narrow-minded. He wanted to spray back, but he thought Xia Yuanji was a strong man who dared to break even Zhu Di, so he had to bear it.

"Hum! Let's wait for the result!"

In the Imperial College, all the answers are listed on the blackboard. On the left is Fang Xing's answer, and on the right is Hong Bingzheng's answer.

After seeing the answers from both sides, Chen Mao said, "please ask some professors to explain."

So the two professors who were good at arithmetic went to the blackboard, looked at Hong Bingzheng's answer first, calculated for a long time and said, "this answer is correct."

Of course, it's right, because Hong Bingzheng's calm face represents his confidence in this answer.

The rest of the questions were confused, so they looked at Hong Bingzheng sympathetically and thought it was normal that he couldn't answer them.

"Could Fang Xing have found this question in any single book?"

Fang Xing just hehe, didn't answer.

Then came Fang Xing's answer.

Several four arithmetic problems made the two professors have some claws, but after reasoning according to Fang Xing's answer process, they wiped off their sweat and looked at each other.

The following is the formula problem, which is also difficult.

As time went by, the students felt that something was wrong.

"Why don't the professors give the results?"

"Is it that Fang woke up and got the shit luck, and also answered a question correctly, so it was a tie?"

"Hurry up, I'm hungry."

Fang woke up and looked at Hong Bingzheng. From time to time, he laughed twice, turning Hong Bingzheng's face whiter and whiter.

The two professors were sweating on it and finally got together to mutter.

Chen Mao's gray hair was dazzling in the sun. The warm sun shone on him, but he felt cold all over.

Hong Bingzheng, you must not drop the chain!

Fang Xing rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry. He said to the two professors, "I said two, should this result come out?"

The two professors looked at Chen Mao sweating, and Chen Mao felt wrong at this time. He slowly looked at Fang and woke up with a cry in his eyes.

But what are you doing?

"It tastes good! It's really a good wife."

The goods are taking out a dumpling belly from the bag, and the preserved fruit on it is clearly visible. For a time, there are many sounds of swallowing water around.

After eating zongzi, seeing that the two professors were reluctant to publish the results, Fang woke up and impatiently walked over, pointed to the questions he answered, and answered them loudly. The steps were not chaotic at all.

After the answer, Fang woke up and looked at Hong Bingzheng and said with a smile, "Mr. Hong, what I did is right?"

"Mr. Hong, refute him!"

"Mr. Hong, stand up and refute him!"

"Rebut him! Rebut him! Rebut him!..."

Seeing Fang Xing's elated appearance, the teachers and students who supported Hong Bingzheng were angry and shouted one after another. Gradually, the sound gathered and spread to the outside.

"What's going on inside?"

"I don't know, but listening to this voice, Mr. Hong should have the upper hand!"

"Isn't that old man going to cry?"

Everyone looked under the tree and found that the old man was laughing with his entourage. He didn't look flustered at all.

"Maybe you don't care how much money you have!"

Someone said sour. Five hundred taels of silver is a huge sum of money these days. If I had known that the old man had five hundred taels of silver, no one would have thought wrong.

"Refute him..."

After listening to the tsunami like cry, Fang woke up and looked around for a week, the voices gradually disappeared.

"Loud doesn't make sense."

Fang woke up and looked at the students and said slowly, "similarly, the large number of people does not mean that you are on the other side of the truth. You want to get together and seek personal interests for yourself!"

Looking at these students, some are angry, some are confused, some are rolling up their sleeves, and some are thoughtful, Fang woke up and smiled: "when you think you are heaven, you are earth, and you should be omnipotent, you are already in danger."