Li Hong's hand swayed in front of Bai Chun's chest for several times. The top-quality Xuan paper was waved to the wind, but still could not attract Bai Chun's attention.
Forced to do so, someone had to use his other hand to pat Bai Chun's buttocks, which awakened Bai Chun's meditation. Bai Chun, who was startled, looked at Li Hong angrily. Seeing the paper in his hand, he immediately spat out his tongue playfully and took over the pen and paper in Li Hong's hand.
At this time, Lin Shiling, standing in front of Li Hong, opened his eyes, bowed down and said, "back to your highness, Xiaomin has got the exact answer."
"Oh, about a cup of tea. It's not bad. Talk about it." Li Hong said faintly that he was also looking forward to the answer of Lin Shiling.
"Your Highness, the correct answer is that there are 624 monks in the temple." After Lin Shiling finished, Li Hong just looked at him quietly.
Lin Shiling suddenly understood that the prince's highness seemed to know the correct answer. Otherwise, he would not have looked like this. It seemed that he was right not to cheat the prince with the wrong answer.
Although I wasted some time, I got the right answer. In any case, I can still live up to the self claimed mathematicians.
"Tell me how." Li Hong said faintly that he knew that it was the easiest to solve this problem with one variable linear equation, but he never believed that Lin Shiling solved the problem with one variable linear equation.
"Yes, your highness." He is more respectful than the scholar Lin who can come up with a few problems.
He racked his brains, and had never heard such a topic in any book or anywhere.
So he continued to bow down and say, "Your Highness, if you go back to your highness, you can know that three rice bowls and four soup bowls need 12 monks to use. In this way, 364 bowls can be used by 52 groups of monks. A group of 52 monks, a group of 12 people, is 624 monks. "
"It's precious. Look at this again." Li Hong motioned to Bai chun to take the white paper he had just handed her to Lin Shiling.
Lin Shiling didn't know Bai Chun's identity, but it seemed that he was not low in the prince's mansion. So he took it respectfully, pondered it for several times, and then showed a smile: "interesting, this kind of poem looks much more interesting. Xiaomin can't write poetry, but he can read Poetry: enjoy the flowers and go back to Ma Rufei, and go to Ma Rufei with little wine. When I wake up, it's dusk, when I wake up, it's late to enjoy the flowers. "
There are fourteen characters in the whole poem, and the poem of the circle is to skip a few words and turn into a poem. For the people of Tang Dynasty today, there is no difficulty at all. Li Hong did not expect this to be difficult for him. He just wanted to prove that his talent and learning are matched with the morning bell and evening drum. The melodious sound of the bell on the drum tower will start in the early days.
At this time, the crown prince's guard of honor entered xuanzheng hall slowly. The sharp cry of the ritual officials sounded from the Danfeng gate. A sharp voice of the early Dynasty began at the Danfeng gate, passed by the jinwuwei on both sides, and then came to the ritual officials standing on the steps of Hanyuan Hall.
The loud and clear voice finally stopped at the gate of xuanzheng hall, and Li Hong also sat down on the throne of the crown prince.
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