After Lin Luo left, Lin Chunqiu still drank tea alone.
After a moment, a figure wearing Taoist robes walked out of the bamboo house.
"Brother Lin, isn't it too early to tell Luo'er this?"
Lin Chunqiu stood up, poured a cup of bamboo tea for the old Taoist, and said slowly:
"The timing is indeed a bit early, but my time to wait is also running out."
The old man was silent for a moment, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Pindao watched the sky last night and saw dark clouds covering the moon. It must have been my senior brother who blocked the sky. To be safe, Pindao specially prepared a gift for Brother Lin. I don't know if Brother Lin likes it."
Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist waved his sleeves gently.
The next moment, a gold-plated token appeared in his hand.
"This thing..."
Lin Chunqiu took the token and looked at it carefully for a moment. Then his originally cloudy eyes quickly became brighter.
He took a deep look at the old Taoist beside him, with an uncertain expression on his face and said:
"Master Zhen Tian, what exactly do you want to gain by cooperating with my Lin family?"
The old man smiled lightly and looked at Lin Chunqiu with a calm expression.
"Brother Lin should know best what Pindao wants."
"Isn't the cooperation between you and me a shining star from the beginning?"
…
After Yang Dong's three poems in three steps, the capital and even the entire literary world of the Great Zhou Dynasty revered Yang Dong as the immortal poet of the world.
Although he has received mixed reviews, his four stunning works, including "Plum Blossom", have won praises from countless literati.
The news about Lanxiang Academy was more like a gust of wind, quickly blowing through the streets and alleys of the capital.
In just a few days, countless students went to Lanxiang Academy to ask for some news.
But the door of Lanxiang Academy is closed and no guests are received. There was only a notice on the door announcing the public exam in seven days.
All of a sudden, everyone from the peddlers to the dignitaries showed a strong interest in Lan Xiang Academy.
At the same time, in a courtyard of the Royal Academy in Beijing.
The mountain leader made a cup of hot tea, looked at the lake not far away and murmured to himself:
"Your Majesty, he has finally taken this step."
"Lan Xiang Academy, tsk tsk...this little eunuch has quite a lot of ambitions."
"But...it doesn't deserve to be as famous as my Royal Academy!"
…
Imperial Palace, Xichang Building,
Yang Dong looked at the test papers collected by Shu Mouse, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"I have already said that arithmetic questions account for more than 60%. How did you come up with this question? Why are they all simple arithmetic questions?"
Hearing this, Shu Xiaoxiao immediately lowered his head and explained:
"You don't know something, Mr. Yang. The difficulty of these questions has already given many accountants a headache."
"My subordinates invited many famous arithmetic masters in the capital to come up with these questions. If you are dissatisfied, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
"Trash, you can't even handle such a small thing!"
Yang Dong opened his mouth to reprimand, and after pondering for a moment, he added a question about the arithmetic sequence on the test paper.
He thought for a while, and then worked out a basic version of the linear equation in two variables.
After that, his frown slowly relaxed.
Although these two questions are not difficult, with the current development of arithmetic in Dazhou, it is not easy to solve them.
It is obviously the most appropriate to use it as the finale question.
"Mouse, please pass on my order to add these two questions to the final test paper."
"In addition, invite all the arithmetic masters in the capital to gather at Qunfang Tower and tell them that I want to meet them."
Hearing this, Shu Xiaoxiao could not help but feel a look of embarrassment flashing through his eyes.
Are you kidding me, those masters of arithmetic are all people who have their eyes above their heads. I have already spent a lot of money by asking them to come up with the questions.
Yang Gong wants to invite them all over, which is really difficult.
But then he thought about it, wasn’t I, Shu Xiaoxiao, the one who shared Yang Gong’s worries? If nothing can be done, how can Mr. Yang continue to keep me?
Thinking of this, he immediately corrected his mentality and made up his mind, no matter what method he used, he would tie those arithmetic masters to Duke Yang.
So he nodded heavily and said seriously:
"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will leave this matter to my subordinates."
…
Capital City, Luofu.
Luo Suanzi looked at the test paper in his hand, his gray eyebrows knitted together.
"How could this be so, how could this be so!"
"It's just an entrance test, why is there such a difficulty?"
"Butler, bring me some pen and ink. I want to do some research on how to solve this problem!"
The housekeeper has long been accustomed to the request of his family master.
The head of their family, Luo Suanzi, is often called a fool's calculator. The reason is that he has a passion for arithmetic that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
It is precisely because of this that Luo Suanzi's achievements in arithmetic can almost represent the ceiling of the entire Zhou Dynasty.
However, there is such a ceiling-like existence. At this moment, I am staring at the test paper in my hand, not knowing where to start.
In the same predicament as him, there was another master of arithmetic in the capital.
They were either tugging at their beards or frowning in deep thought.
The topic didn't seem too difficult, but it made them feel like they couldn't write.
Of course, this is not because they can't calculate, but because if they solve the problem according to the routine, a lot of calculations are required.
Therefore, they speculated that this problem should have a simpler solution.
Ever since, an extremely strange phenomenon occurred in the capital. Those masters of arithmetic who never left the door or stepped outside the door in the past. m.
At this moment, they actually gathered together and discussed arithmetic problems day and night.
This situation lasted for three days.
It wasn't until Shu School Uniform bravely came to visit that he truly realized how terrifying his father Yang was!
A random question can dazzle the arithmetic masters in the entire capital.
If I can follow such a master, why worry about having no future development prospects?
Thinking of this, Shu Xiaoxiao felt that his future was bright.
"Ahem, Zajia Shuxiao, I have met all the masters."
Shu Xiaoxiao coughed slightly, interrupting the thinking of the arithmetic masters.
Even then, one of the masters frowned and reprimanded:
"Where did the eunuch come from? Leave quickly! I'm busy with arithmetic. Don't bother me again!"
When Shu Xiaoxiao heard this, he wasn't angry at all.
After all, they are all masters, so it doesn't matter if they scold themselves for a few words.
Besides, he would not delay Mr. Yang's good deeds because of his impulse.
He bowed slightly and spoke again:
"Masters, my Mr. Yang would like to invite you all to have a drink together. I wonder if you can come over to me?"
"By the way, the arithmetic questions on the test paper in your hands were written by my Mr. Yang. He said he has standard answers."
Some people died, but not completely...
