After hearing Xu Jinyu's answer, everyone who was about to make a fuss froze in place like a wooden man.
After a long time, the "table-eating brother" beamed with joy, clapped his hands and laughed:
"Hahaha! Okay! He lost! He lost!"
"He really didn't answer?"
"Can't? What's the meaning of this question?"
Everyone was confused for a moment. Monk Zhang Er was confused. Even Zhao Qingyang frowned and said awkwardly:
"This "Qionglin Preschool" is a book for children's enlightenment. Do you really not know? Don't try to make me happy. I know you are not that kind of person.
It is true that I have wronged you today, so you don’t have to worry about my old man offending you. If my Zhao family doesn't even dare to admit that they have done something wrong, then they are truly ashamed of themselves! "
Zhao Qingyang’s confession made everyone shout out loud:
"Okay! Your Majesty is an open-minded person!"
"This little brother, please stop hiding me!"
"Tell me the answer. If you tell me, you will win! Oh my God, there really are some amazing people in this world who have never been forgotten!"
…
After hearing these many words, Xu Jinyu just smiled:
"I don't know, I don't know. As you all have seen, my family is poor. Although this "Qionglin Children's School" is just a book of enlightenment, I have never read it. How can I know it from birth?"
"..."
"...Are you really not lying? Then you are going to lose this bet!"
No one can refuse the huge temptation of letting the Prince of Zhenguo go.
But is this young man going to give up so easily?
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but want to tell the answer.
After hearing this, Xu Jinyu said calmly:
"No, no, it's too early to say I lose."
"...Where do you start talking about this?"
Xu Jinyu's words directly lifted everyone's hearts. They were very confused as to what trump card this young man had not revealed.
Xu Jinyu looked at Song Zhi and smiled:
"Of course...the topic Brother Song mentioned is not among the books in these debate venues. Brother Song, I wonder if what I said is right?"
As soon as Xu Jinyu said these words, Song Zhi showed a helpless smile on his face, cupped his hands and said:
"I really can't hide it from you, little brother! I am good friends with the student who is responsible for sorting and summarizing the books provided by Dongchen Academy this time. I went to him to check the directory, and deliberately chose a topic that ordinary people can easily talk about. I wanted to deceive this little brother... but I didn't expect that this little brother has sharp eyes! I'm willing to be the loser, I'm willing to be the loser!"
Song Zhi's words made everyone's eyes widen and their mouths grow wide.
And Gao Wuya also announced loudly at this moment:
"The bet between Prince Zhao and this little brother, the little brother wins!"
"This young gentleman actually remembers clearly the names of the books in these debate sessions! He is really inhumane!"
"This time Dongchen Academy provided not just a thousand books, but three to five hundred!"
"I have a photographic memory, I really have a photographic memory!"
"It's amazing!"
Everyone was full of praise, as if the person who made the sarcasm was not themselves. Some people even took advantage of others not paying attention and even put the tea bowl Xu Jinyu drank from just into their arms, wanting to take it back and get a taste of the child prodigy.
And just as everyone was praising them, a figure was quietly retreating from the crowd:
"Don't crowd, don't crowd!"
"Hey, isn't this the table-eating brother? Are you trying to escape?!"
"What? The table-eating brother is running away? He hasn't eaten the table yet!"
The "table guy" made a big blush and was pushed by the crowd to come closer. He looked left and right, but he didn't dare to look at Xu Jinyu.
"Hey, didn't you just say that this little brother will definitely lose? Now that he has won, shouldn't it be time for the "table brother" to fulfill his promise?"
The people at the time kept their promise, and in full public view, the "table-eating brother" placed his begging eyes on Xu Jinyu.
This young man is young and must be soft-hearted.
Unexpectedly, Xu Jinyu met his gaze without hesitation, but she raised her hand with a smile:
"Sir, please. This wooden table is made of elm. Although it is not as expensive as mahogany or mahogany, the taste is probably the same."
Table-eating brother: "..."
Damn it tastes the same!
Everyone couldn't help but laugh:
"Haha, this young gentleman is also a narrow-minded person!"
“I was so excited to watch the excitement just now, but now it’s become a excitement too!”
"Eat, eat!"
"Young man wins, you have to fulfill your promise!"
"He is the son of the owner of Zhangjia Cloth Shop in the north of the city. If he doesn't fulfill his promise now, who will dare to buy cloth from him in the future!"
…
Under the pressure, the scholar surnamed Zhang squatted down and hugged a table directly under everyone's gaze. He felt cruel, closed his eyes, and bit into it. Then he heard a scream:
"Ah! My teeth!"
Seeing a bloody tooth standing on the ordinary wooden table, the scholar surnamed Zhang finally couldn't help it:
"I was wrong! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Spare me! My family is the ninth generation of a single generation. If you eat on the table, people will really die! Wuwu——"
The scholar surnamed Zhang cried with snot and tears and looked so pitiful.
He regretted it, he really regretted it!
If I had known, he shouldn't have looked down on people!
He shouldn't be watching this fun!
The smile on Xu Jinyu's face faded slightly:
"Don't you say this time that people like me who deceive the prince should be disqualified from the imperial examination?"
The scholar surnamed Zhang hesitated, covering his bleeding mouth and not daring to speak, and shook his head like a rattle.
Previously, he was the most energetic among the crowd.
"With one missing tooth, it will probably be inconvenient to speak in the future. Just think of it as God telling you to think more carefully when speaking in the future."
Xu Jinyu said meaningfully, but these words made many people present lower their heads in unison.
Among them, Zhao Qingyang's face was even more painful.
Isn’t he also one of those people who talks without thinking?
Xu Jinyu saw that the scholar named Zhang had learned a lesson and was no longer embarrassed. She waved her hand and let him go.
The scholar surnamed Zhang quickly covered his face with his sleeves and left the teahouse as if he was running away.
Xu Jinyu saw that it was getting late, and had no intention of staying any longer. He cupped his hands at everyone:
"Everyone, it's time for me to go home for dinner. Farewell!"
After Xu Jinyu finished speaking, he was about to leave abruptly, but Gao Wuya, who didn't want to wait all the time, suddenly said:
"Little brother, in your opinion, how should you answer the topic of this literary defense?"
Xu Jinyu paused and Gao Wuya stepped forward with a smile on his face:
"This time, I have made a bet that I will be the arbiter for you and Prince Zhao, little brother. For the sake of your words, I would like to ask you to say a few words!"
Yes, Xu Jinyu knows that there is no free lunch in this world.
Let the head of the three talents be the judge, right?
Now it's time to pay off the debt.
Xu Jinyu was not afraid. He only thought for a moment and then said in a deep voice:
"My answer is: the feathers pile up to form a boat, and the group of feathers breaks the shaft."
"Oh, little brother, do you agree with cutting out the meat and removing the carrion?"
"No, the previous sentence talks about the future of this tree. The existence of tumors is a big problem manifested by many small problems. If it is not managed, sooner or later the tree will die and the leaves will wither.
However, cutting out the flesh and removing the rot is faster, but it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. I think we should peel off the cocoon to get to the root of the problem. "
"Separate the cocoon and uncover the source?"
"Yes, that's my answer."
After Xu Jinyu finished speaking, he cupped his hands and strode away, leaving Gao Wuya to chew on these two sentences.
Xu Jinyu came out of the teahouse and looked at the setting sun with a wry smile on her face. She didn't know if Uncle Niu who had returned to the village was still there. Otherwise, when he returned, he might be raining in all kinds of weather, which would make the whole family worried.
"Little brother, wait, wait."
Xu Jinyu couldn't help but turn sideways when he heard the shouts, and saw an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion running out of breath. He was holding a writing brush in his hand, and his clothes were covered with ink spots.
"I wonder, little brother, what do you think of Dongchen Academy?"
Xu Jinyu felt that there were too many people asking questions today, but he couldn't be angry at an old man, so he simply said:
"Just looking at this debate, Dongchen Academy is willing to share its collection of books with students all over the world, which shows its generosity and generosity. It is an institution we all aspire to."
"Hahaha, good, good!"
The old man laughed loudly after hearing Xu Jinyu's words:
"It seems that my little brother also wants to study at Dongchen Academy?"
"Exactly, it's getting late, old man, you..."
"We have been talking for a while, and the little old man just feels that it is too late to meet each other. You still don't know the name of your little brother?"
Xu Jinyu felt that she had nothing to hide, so she said directly:
"Xu Shi Jinyu!"
"Jin Yu, hold Jin Huaiyu, what a good name!"
The old man praised it, and then licked the tip of the pen directly. Xu Jinyu had no time to stop it. After all, although the ink is harmless, it is not palatable, right?
But the old man took out a piece of paper directly from his arms, and quickly took out a small seal, then put it directly into Xu Jinyu's arms:
"Xiaoyou Xu, I'm waiting for you at Dongchen Academy!"
After the old man said this, he disappeared into the crowd and disappeared. Xu Jinyu looked up at the paper in his hand strangely——
This paper is specially made and covered with silver foil. At a glance, it looks like stars.
On it is an official statement similar to an admission notice written in the official Guange style. Only the three characters of Xu Jinyu's name are penetrating through the paper, and the iron drawings and silver hooks make people shocked by the handwriting at a glance.
And on the name, there was a bright red seal, which read: "Cuiwei layman".
So, was he admitted in advance to Dongchen Academy?
Xu Jinyu had doubts and decided to wait three days later when Dongchen Academy officially started the exams to ask about it, and then rushed home without any distractions.
I don’t know what delicious food my mother made today!
On the other side, in Suizhu Tower, Chu Lingjue and his servant were carefully carving a stone in a room.
The boy was a little anxious and said:
"Your Majesty, today is the last day of the literary debate at Dongchen Academy. Do you really not even look at it?"
"No, my mother's birthday is coming soon. It's so easy for Sui Zhulou to get such a peony flower stone. I'll process it a few more times. Mother will definitely like it!"
Mrs. Chu likes peonies the most. Seeing that her birthday is approaching, this flower stone is a timely gift for Chu Lingjue.
"But, last year you didn't say you were going to take the Dongchen Academy exam. You wanted to go to the essay debate so you could know the level of others, so you wouldn't panic!"
Xiao SiDa grew up with Chu Lingjue and was more concerned about Chu Lingjue's future than his own.
Chu Lingjue said without even raising her head:
"I have done enough learning in my daily life, so why should I be afraid?"
"But, Miss Su sent someone to send word that there is news about Mr. Jing Guo. The mountain chief of Dongchen Academy, Cui Wei, will come to see this literary debate!"
Probably because the boy was thinking too much, Chu Lingjue couldn't calm down. He put down the tools in his hands and shook his head helplessly:
"You, you, that Cuiwei layman always comes and goes without a trace. Do I have to spend a whole month gambling on his appreciation?
It's better for me to be admitted to Dongchen Academy as soon as possible. Sooner or later, layman Cuiwei will be able to see my talents!
Also, it’s not like you don’t know what’s going on at home recently. I have to please my mother. "
After Chu Lingjue finished speaking, he quickly picked up the tools and got busy.
The boy opened his mouth, but was speechless for a long time.
However, to make iron, you need to be strong yourself. How come the prince doesn’t even understand this?
