Chapter 255 Funny Calculation Problem

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"Master Zhou, please pay attention to your identity. How can you interrupt His Majesty's speech?" Chen Yuan was furious, with a sinister look on his face.

"Mr. Chen, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be anxious yet."

Zhao An chuckled and raised his voice, "Since it's all about competition and this one doesn't count, let's have another one. We can't delay it indefinitely. You must know that the students in the capital are all waiting for a result."

"Yeah, we can't just let it go."

"At the worst, we can play an extra game and it won't waste much time."

Many people agreed. Of course, if we compete in the future, it will only be on these subjects. We don't have that much time to play house with the two holy sects.

The empress stared at Zhao An majestically, "Mr. Zhou, are you sure?"

"Weichen is just an outsider and has no objections. I think you two should have no objections either."

Zhao An looked at Zhou Miao, who forced a smile and said, "Mr. Zhou is right, there is no need to play an extra game."

"I agree."

Cui Wengong expressed his position calmly.

The empress had no choice but to see the smile on Zhao An's lips, and her heart suddenly changed: "Okay, this game will be cancelled, let's compete again."

Zhao An bent down and returned to the banquet. Before sitting down, he said to Chen Guogong, "Your Majesty, I won't say a word this time. You can't blame me anymore, can you?"

Chen Guogong smiled softly and said, "Sir, don't worry, this poem will not be used as the title."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

After working on it for a long time, in order to prevent the Cui family from playing cheats, I suddenly removed the poems.

No wonder I didn't get it.

The atmosphere in the audience became tense again.

Xu Ruqing asked secretly: "Sir, are you sure you can win?"

Zhao An shrugged. Who knows, it depends on luck.

"ah?"

"There is nothing to worry about. When the soldiers come, the water will be blocked and the earth will cover it. No matter the victory or defeat..."

Before Zhao An finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Chen Guogong and his son, and he added in his heart: "No matter the outcome, we must force the Chen family to rebel and take them down in one fell swoop!"

The drawing continues.

This time it’s arithmetic!

Xu Ruqing suddenly had a strange look on his face, "You're so lucky, right?"

Zhao An almost didn't hold back.

Because of Luo Xiaoxiao, he taught New Arithmetic, and Cui Shixiang and Xu Ruqing both learned from it. On the contrary, Xu Ruqing wanted to teach the disciples of the literary club to learn New Arithmetic, and the class had not officially started yet.

So this game is stable,

As expected, Cui Shixiang was beaming with joy, and it took a lot of effort to hide his ecstasy.

Zhou Ying is smart and smart, and has been taking care of part of the Zhou family's business. She has absolute confidence in defeating Cui Shixiang, so she proactively proposed that she would compete with Cui Shi on behalf of the Zhou family alone.

The disciples of the Zhou family were relieved when they heard this. They were not good at arithmetic, but the young lady personally took action and captured Cui Shixiang in minutes.

Cui Shixiang said proudly: "Since Miss Zhou is interested in a battle to determine the outcome, I will accompany you."

Everyone looked at each other and waited for the question.

Some people's eyes are still on Zhao An, worried that he will hear the question and reveal the cheating to Cui Shixiang.

Seeing this, Zhao An simply placed his hands flat on the table, then lay motionless on the edge of the table.

This weird move made everyone laugh and cry. At least it was a way to avoid suspicion. As long as he didn't take action, it would be impossible for Cui Shixiang to win this game.

The question was opened and it read: The total geometry of the numbers from one plus two to one hundred.

A classic future planning question.

Cui Shixiang glanced at it and lost control of his expression management on the spot, because Zhao An specifically used this topic as a demonstration during his lecture.

One hundred and one multiplied by fifty ends up being five thousand and fifty.

While Zhou Ying was reviewing the question, he grabbed the pen and wrote down the answer.

Everyone exclaimed, "So fast!"

Some students were even scratching their heads and trying to figure out how to solve the problem before Cui Shixiang finished answering.

Chen Guogong and the Zhou family were shocked and angry when they saw this. Could this be cheating?

Looking at Zhao An again, he was lying motionless by the table, as if he was asleep, so there was no possibility of leaking the answer.

"how so."

Zhou Ying stared blankly at the careless Cui Shixiang, nagging.

"Hey, Miss Zhou, accept."

"It doesn't count!"

Chen Yuan stood up suddenly.

The empress said displeased: "Why doesn't it count?"

"Your Majesty, I suspect that Mr. Cui knows the answer in advance!" Chen Yuan argued with reason, causing the whole audience to talk.

Zhao An said with a sullen face: "Mr. Chen, this is boring. This won't work, and that won't work. You should just say it's okay!"

This sentence was like a trigger. Many students present looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of contempt.

Everyone knows that the Chen family wants the Zhou family to win and occupy the top position in the Imperial College, but this is too outrageous.

"Zhuzi, don't be rude!"

Chen Guogong shouted decisively, and Chen Yuan realized that he had messed up. He quickly apologized and retreated, his face turned red.

The favoritism is too obvious, even if the Zhou family wins, it will be a joke.

Chen Guogong said seductively: "Your Majesty, why don't you ask a question yourself."

He was a smart man and knew how to help the emperor to reduce Chen Yuan's gaffe. Moreover, the emperor was just here to watch the excitement today and had no preparation for taking action, so he made a temporary question, no matter how easy or simple it was, it was fair to both parties.

With Zhou Ying's intelligence, she may not lose to Cui Shixiang.

"Forget it, let me ask the last question."

The empress pondered for a moment, then picked up the pen and started writing.

She once heard Zhao An say that a question about a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage should be relatively difficult.

"A chicken and a rabbit share a cage. There are forty heads on top and a hundred legs on the bottom. How many chickens and rabbits are there in each cage?"

Huang Zhong read out the question.

"It's so difficult."

"Yeah, how do you calculate this?"

"Whose rabbit and chicken are kept together, aren't they looking for trouble?"

The whole place was whispering.

Xu Ruqing also began to think hard, and the women were all behind the gauze curtain, counting their fingers.

This time it’s really the last question.

The eyes of the whole audience finally focused on Cui Shixiang and Zhou Ying. Everyone was very nervous, including Chen Guogong.

Cui Shixiang thought for a moment, picked up the pen, and gave the answer in a few strokes.

The disciples of the Zhou family felt their hearts skip a beat, but this time Cui Shixiang did not hand in the answer directly, but waited for Zhou Ying to finish answering. Anyway, the answer was the same in the end, and it depended on the speed of both parties' answers.

Zhou Ying was a little panicked.

This time she kept her head down for a long time, thinking about it, and only answered when the stick of incense was about to burn out. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and she seemed to have tried her best.

Under everyone's gaze, two answers were handed over to the empress.

The whole place was silent, waiting for the results of the literary conference.

The empress was immediately happy after seeing the two answers and said with a smile: "Master Cui's answer is thirty for chickens and ten for rabbits."

"Miss Zhou's answer is chicken twelve and rabbit nineteen."

puff!

As soon as the answer came out, Jiuyin's face that had never melted was sprayed out, and all the ministers in the court couldn't help covering their mouths to suppress laughter.

Zhou Ying blushed on the spot, bit her lip, and hung her head in shame.

"The number of legs is correct, but what about the head? Why is it so weird?"

"Of the forty heads promised, nine are headless?"

"I know, it's a sperm!"