Xu Que and the watchman walked on the street, and the number of heads turning frequently was no worse than that of beautiful women.
This is like someone else being followed by a servant, but Xu Que is followed by the emperor...
After Xu Que and the watchman entered the Yuhua Building, the literati who attended the banquet today were dumbfounded. He didn't understand what was going on at all?
"How come the night watchman is with this kid?"
"Who says it's not the case? This young master Li and Mr. Qin specially set up a trap for this boy. Is this the end?"
"Shh... keep your voice down, the watchman is downstairs!"
…
Xu Que and the watchman didn't care about the whispers around him. For Xu Que, he was just pretending to be here, and the watchman was even more indifferent to the words of these students. Given their age of quarreling and the idea of protecting literati, he pretended not to hear.
Xu Que and the watchman walked slowly towards the second floor. After all, today's cultural gathering was held on the second floor.
At the same time, in the private room on the west side of the third floor, a young man wearing a blue boy's shirt showed curiosity.
"Brother Yu, is this person Xu Que?"
"That's it." The man called Brother Yu smiled and said, "Brother Jinhuai, what do you think of this situation?"
"It's hard to say." The young master said, "I heard that they don't seem to be comparing poems this time."
"Yes..." Mr. Yu nodded and said, "No one can guess the outcome this time."
The young master didn't speak anymore. His eyes stayed on the watchman because he was curious as to why the watchman followed Xu Que...
"By the way, have you untied that thing?" Mr. Yu asked curiously.
The young master said with some frustration: "The method of counting is too difficult. I even pushed it to eight figures, but the result was less than one-third..."
Mr. Yu nodded in agreement: "It's a pity that I don't know arithmetic. If I could understand it, I would definitely help you solve it."
The young master smiled awkwardly: "This is the property of my sister's sect. Even if it is untied, it must be returned."
Young Master Yu patted the young Master and said with a smile: "Okay, don't think about this anymore, let's just wait for the drama to begin!"
On the second floor, when Xu Que and the watchman appeared, Mr. Qin and Mr. Li were stunned, and Chen Jichong, who was hiding behind, was even more dumbfounded...
"I wonder when the two of you will teach me to come?" Xu Que looked at the two of them with a smile. He was very satisfied with the expressions of these literati.
"Xu Que, we invited you here just to discuss the principles of literature and art. Why did you invite the holy envoy here?" Young Master Li asked.
Before Xu Que could answer Mr. Li's words, the watchman said: "You don't have to worry about me when we discuss at the literary meeting, just pretend that I'm not here!"
As soon as these words came out, these scribes had the word "regret" written in their hearts. It would be fine if others said this, but this is a supervisor, they are the teachers of these literary students...
"Okay, don't pay attention to the Holy Envoy's words, let's just pretend that this person doesn't exist!" Xu Que sat down carelessly.
The double-layered critical strike was directly slapped on the faces of these literati. Those who hit them... probably would have a hard time fighting back in this life.
Mr. Qin and Mr. Li looked at each other and nodded at the same time. No matter what, they must step on Xu Que today. If they can make the other party's literary career fall into dust, then they will have gained.
Xu Que knew what these people were planning on the way here, but he didn't care. No matter how much these people played, they couldn't do anything!
"Brother Xu, today's literary competition is not a poetry competition, I believe you already know that." Mr. Qin said with cupped hands.
Xu Duo nodded and made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing Xu Que's statement, Mr. Qin was overjoyed and said quickly: "Today's literary competition has three contents, namely the art of mathematics, the art of music and the etiquette of a gentleman."
As Mr. Qin finished speaking, Mr. Li immediately stood up and said: "The way of mathematics is three questions. Brother Xu and I each give three questions. Everyone here can participate. The one who is correct in the shortest time will win."
After Mr. Li finished speaking, Mr. Qin said again: "Brother Xu and I are competing on the art of music and the etiquette of a gentleman. The instrument behind me is used by Brother Xu, but for the etiquette of a gentleman, I need to argue with each other's principles."
"Okay, let's hurry up then." Xu Que stood up and said.
Hearing Xu Que's shameless words, the literati around him showed contempt.
"Since Brother Xu is so anxious, let's start now!" Young Master Li said with a smile: "The Hu Family Cloth Shop brought in a total of 57,672 pieces of cloth and loaded it into twelve carts. Please tell me what each cart contains... …”
Before Mr. Li could finish the question, Xu Que said directly: "Four thousand eight hundred and six horses, next question!"
Everyone was confused and looked at each other, then looked at Mr. Li.
"Right?" Mr. Qin asked softly.
Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.
He also didn't expect how Xu Que could calculate so quickly. He had personally tested this question...
Seeing Mr. Li nodding, the scribes around him widened their eyes, and he looked at Xu Que with incredulous eyes.
The two young masters on the third floor were even more shocked by Xu Que's quick answer.
"This boy is not simple!" Mr. Yu said.
The young master nodded blankly in response. He wanted to try it just now, but as soon as he put the chips in, Xu Que had the answer. How did this head grow? …
Mr. Li pretended to be calm and asked the question again: "In order to solve the drought, 4,837 barrels of water are watered on the rice fields along the two rivers every day. After fifty-four days, there will be a bumper harvest. How much water will be poured in total..."
"Two hundred and sixty-one thousand one hundred and ninety-eight barrels, or fifty-three days if the day is not included, a total of twenty-five six thousand three hundred and sixty-one barrels."
"Wow"
The whole Yuhua Building was in an uproar, and the scholars present were all dumbfounded. They looked at Xu Que as if he had seen a ghost.
Even the watchman looked at Xu Que with a strange look. In his eyes, Xu Que's poetry talent was unparalleled, but he never expected that this kid's math skills were even more powerful. He could calculate without using chips. …
The two young men on the third floor were immediately confused. They looked at me and I looked at you, their faces full of suspicion...
"Right?" Mr. Qin asked Mr. Li, pulling at him.
"That's all...right!" Mr. Li replied with a dull expression.
Wow!
This time they were even more horrified. All the literati could not sit still. They could not believe it at this moment no matter what...
"Continue!" Xu Que grabbed two beans and put them into his mouth, but the next moment he spit them out: "What is it? It's so unpalatable..."
No one paid attention to what he said. Everyone wanted to know whether Xu Que could answer the next question quickly and fluently.
Mr. Li clenched his fists and looked a little ugly. If he asked Xu Queda to come up again, he would be the one who made a fool of himself today!
"The original Dharma Temple burns forty-two bundles of incense every day, with seventy sticks in each bundle and three sticks of incense each time. It takes seventy-five days to burn all the incense in the temple. However, because of the festival, they bought another twenty-two bundles from outside. , please tell me how many days it will take to burn the remaining incense!"
As soon as this question came up, everyone in the audience was shocked. This question is too difficult...
Xu Que, on the other hand, laughed. The laughter was like a bomb dropped into a fish pond...
"Why are you laughing?" Young Master Li said angrily, "If you can't win, then admit defeat!"
"Ha ha……"
Xu Que almost stopped laughing. He thought he was asking something, but this is what happened? He even wanted to say, if you give this question to elementary school students for three years, they will scold you to death...
Xu Que smiled so much that he waved his hand, and after a while he said, "Thirty-nine days, two hours and two quarters!"
As soon as this answer came out, Mr. Li's body instantly straightened up. With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fell straight down.
"Brother Li!"
Mr. Qin hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but he did not expect that Brother Li would actually vomit blood due to anger...
"I, I'm fine..." Mr. Li waved his hand weakly.
"Alas..." The watchman sighed: "Wen Ji is damaged, how pitiful..."
"If you are apostate from the Tao, don't be ashamed to ask, just follow the Tao!" Xu Que said with a smile.
After hearing Xu Que's words, the watchman thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
The watchman didn't expect Xu Que to say such a thing, and he was a little curious as to how many saints' classics this boy had read...
If Xu Que knew what the watchman was thinking, he would tell him that the book he was reading was a classic that had been passed down for five thousand years...
