Lao Zhu and Mr. Jin had a great conversation, and even cordially invited Mr. Jin to sit in the palace.
Originally, Mr. Jin felt that since he had decided to teach in the academy, he still had many things to do today, and he did not really want to follow the emperor into the palace. But he had already rejected the emperor last time, and now he wanted to hang out in the capital without giving the emperor face, so he smiled and nodded.
More and more people gathered outside the academy gate because there were rumors that Jing Haibo personally invited a mysterious person in. Everyone wanted to know who was so proud that Jing Haibo even condescended to invite him.
However, the people waited for a long time and did not wait for the old man to come out. They only waited until a handyman took a wooden board and replaced Han Jingyun's chessboard puzzle that was originally placed at the door.
"Brother, why did you change the questions given by Bachelor Han?" someone among the people asked.
The handyman had long been accustomed to getting along with these common people, and he was not afraid at all. He said matter-of-factly: "This question has been solved, so naturally I have to replace him."
"Resolved? Who is so powerful? Is it the old gentleman who went in before?"
"Of course." The handyman nodded with a smile.
The people looked at him with dissatisfaction and said, "What are you so happy about? Since the old gentleman has solved the problem, doesn't that mean that Bachelor Han has lost?"
The bachelor who belongs to my family lost, but the handyman smiled so happily. I'm afraid he is not a good person. The people around him looked at the handyman with disgust and couldn't help but take a few steps back, not wanting to get too close to him.
The handyman immediately asked, "Who said that Scholar Han lost? Solving this question only qualified him to challenge Scholar Han. This question was nothing to Scholar Han, how could he lose? And Mr. Jin Now I belong to Mr., of course I am happy."
"Brother, do you mean that Bachelor Han won again? What topic did they compete on? Tell me quickly."
The handyman smiled proudly, took out the wooden board behind him, held it up and showed it to everyone, and said: "This is the question for the competition between Bachelor Han and Mr. Jin. The fifteen lines on the right are done by Mr. Jin, and the sixteen lines on the left are What Xuexi Han did, and not only that, Xuexi Han’s question
The project can also produce eighteen or even twenty lines. Let’s take a look. "
After saying that, he put down the board and backed away.
"Twenty trees...four trees in a row...how many rows can be arranged at most? This question is simple."
Simple? At first glance, this question seems too simple and self-explanatory. Compared to the previous question of filling in the checkerboard grid, this is much simpler.
This question looks simple on the surface, but it is actually very difficult and very interesting. Therefore, it attracted a large number of people once it was displayed. The people took action one after another, some picked up dead branches, some folded grass leaves, some picked up stones, and began to place patterns on the ground.
But as people started arranging it themselves, they discovered that they couldn't even arrange 12 rows, let alone 15 or 16 rows. In the end, I could only look at the fifteen and sixteen lines arranged on the wooden board and feel sincere admiration. The fifteen lines arranged by Mr. Jin seemed to them to be perfect, and they admired Mr. Jin from the bottom of their hearts.
But everyone was amazed when they saw Scholar Han's arrangement of sixteen lines. It is square on the outside but contains a Bagua shape on the inside, making the whole pattern full of mystery.
Seeing this scene, everyone deeply admired Mr. Jin's knowledge. Of course, they also admired Bachelor Han even more.
Of course, I admire it, but more and more people are putting up patterns. After all, if I can display more lines, not only will I become famous, but I might also be invited to teach in the academy like Mr. Jin.
More and more people were attracted by the topic, and it spread throughout the capital in just half a day. Even the high-minded scholars in the Imperial College rushed to the gate of the academy to have a look.
But after a few days, no one, whether it was the traders or the scholars or officials, could come up with the unique fifteen lines, let alone more lines.
The patterns of sixteen and fifteen lines arranged by Han Jingyun and Mr. Jin seemed to be shining brightly on the wooden boards, covering their heads high.
At this time, perhaps people realized that after Mr. Jin saw Han Jingyun posing sixteen lines, he immediately
The mood of bowing your head and admitting defeat. If knowledge is higher than one level, then it is really extremely high.
But as the saying goes, the more food you eat, the more fun you have.
Other mathematics questions are too advanced, just like the Hundred Questions of Mathematics. Ordinary people cannot even understand the questions, let alone the answers, and cannot participate at all. Although the questions on the chessboard are simple at first, they will become very difficult after completing ten steps. People simply do not have that much energy to fill in the questions one by one.
But this topic is different. There are only twenty in total. Just put as many rows as possible. This will undoubtedly greatly reduce the difficulty for people to participate.
Therefore, as time goes by, the popularity of this topic has not declined at all, but has become more and more lively. The spread is getting wider and wider, attracting too many people to try to answer it. Some traders even saw the business opportunity and simply offered a reward, "Whoever can solve the problem of eighteen lines will be free of charge or rewarded with ten coins" and so on.
Zhu Zi, Zhu Chun and others finally entered the academy, and Han Du happily accepted the four thousand strings sent by Zhu Biao. After subsidizing the academy for so long, I was finally able to get some blood back.
Not only Zhu Biao, but also Tang He sent three thousand strings to Han Du after getting the news, and also sent Tang Fu with him.
"I heard that your academy is having a hard time, and I can't help you much. Just accept these three thousand guan. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me directly, and don't hide it all by yourself. Also, could you please help me? I need to teach the dog a lesson and let him calm down."
"Thank you, uncle."
Han Du thanked Tang He and turned to look at Tang Fu. Tang Fu is not young anymore, he should be nineteen this year. But looking at the impatient look on his face, his temper has not tempered with his age.
Han Du did not ask Tang He why he sent Tang Fu to the academy. Maybe it was just a reason to make Tang Fu feel at ease, but the more important reason might also be to express an attitude to Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu sent his son to the academy, how could they not express their gratitude?
Sure enough, a few days later, Wei Guogong Xu Da also sent his second son Xu Yingxu to the academy, and Cao Guogong Li Wenzhong sent his second son Li Zengzhi to the academy.
