Chapter 161 Here Comes the Post, the Imperial Academy Sees It

The autumn rain that lasted for several days finally came to an end, and the sun came out today, thank God.

The yard is full of brightly colored clothes drying, and the bell will rub against it every time it passes by.

"Bing Dang, don't bite your clothes!"

Xiaobai saw that Lingdang was eager to bite the quilt to dry, so he rushed to chase it over.

Grinning her teeth, Ling Dang ran to Fang Xing's side, and took advantage of the opportunity to rest her head on his shoe.

"Lazy dog!"

Fang Xing held the bell with the soles of his feet, watched it close its eyes comfortably, and couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

"Master, someone posted a post."

A maid came in with a post in her hand.

Fang Xing took it, glanced at it, nodded and said, "Tell the person, I will go tomorrow."

After the maid left, Fang Xing leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

Zhang Shuhui asked cautiously: "Husband, but that?"

Fang Xing opened his eyes and smiled, "Yes, it's that guy. The time for the decisive battle has finally arrived, and I'm very excited."

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, some people were using abacus, but it was not popularized.

In the field of mathematics, the Ming Dynasty has canceled Ming arithmetic in the imperial examination.

Some current works, such as Tongyuan algorithm, are far behind the level of Song and Yuan.

Fang Xing leaned over and touched Bell's head, then turned around and went to the study.

The next day, the Imperial College was crowded with people.

Hong Bingzheng came quite early. When he was surrounded by people and walked into the Imperial College, the teachers and students lining up on both sides made him feel warm in his chest, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, thank you."

"Mr. Hong, you must teach that Fang Xing a lesson!"

"Mr. Hong, don't show mercy!"

"..."

Hong Bingzheng smiled and cupped his hands,

Then I was welcomed in by several professors.

Time is passing, Ma Su didn't come today, the students of the Imperial College laughed at him, saying that he was afraid of his teacher's failure, so he was ashamed to face others.

At the end of the hour, several professors were asking Hong Bingzheng how confident he was. He stood up and said, "It's about time. Everyone will tell lies, but I prefer to let Fang Xing see how far he is from me in front of everyone." !"

Walking out of the lounge and looking at the sun, Hong Bingzheng frowned and said, "Didn't Fang Xing dare to come?"

The time written on the post is Sishizheng, and it looks like it will arrive soon.

"somebody is coming."

At this time, a group of people poured in from the door, and with sharp eyes, they found that Fang Xing was leading the way.

"I'm coming!"

"He really dares to come!"

Fang Xing is in the front, Ma Su and Liu Pu are in the back, and then there are ten servants brought by Xin Laoqi.

This way of appearance is not luxurious, and it is not even as grand as Hong Bingzheng's followers.

Hong Bing was looking at the young Fang Xing, and snorted, "Everyone, let's get ready to start."

Fang Xing approached and saw Hong Bingzheng at first glance. He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Hong is indeed a good-looking talent, but I don't know what kind of bezoar horse is in his stomach."

He almost wanted to call him a bitch, but he thought that this was the Imperial College, so he held back in the end.

Hong Bingzheng's eyes were clear, and he said like a soul engineer: "You are still young, it doesn't matter if you do something wrong, and you still have a chance to turn around. In front of everyone today, as long as you admit the mistake of plagiarism, I will immediately let you go." This matter."

"Mr. Hong is indeed of high morality, which is not as good as mine!"

"If I were Fang Xing, I should have woken up when I heard this."

"..."

Fang Xing listened to these discussions with a smile on his face, and then said, "Make it up, keep making it up!"

Liu Pu hated pious guys like Hong Bingzheng the most, so he said: "Stop talking nonsense, since you said that brother Dehua stole your secret book, then everyone should show it today, and then everyone will have a look, Who is the liar!"

Hong Bingzheng showed regret on his face, then nodded and said: "Forget it, since you are obsessed with your obsession, then I have no choice but to eliminate harm for my famous teacher!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "I used to read some things that I didn't understand, but now I know the truth that seeing is better than seeing."

"What do you not understand?"

A professor next to him asked a bit of a teacher, and at the same time, he was going to give Fang Xing a few words of sarcasm after answering.

Fang Xing looked at Hong Bingzheng and said with a smile: "When I was studying in the past, when I read the word shameless, I didn't understand the meaning. Today I have seen it."

"hiss!"

When the professor heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Hong Bingzheng, thinking that these two people who met for the first time, regardless of today's victory or defeat, would definitely become mortal enemies in the future.

Hong Bingzheng smiled slightly, "Young people always like to speak out, I don't care about it like you do."

"It really is Mr. Hong. Now it seems that Fang Xing is a little unsteady."

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Since talking too much is useless, let's start!"

The terrain here is wide, and there are some stone tables and benches, but it is also a good place.

Hong Bing was clasping his hands towards a gray-haired old man in front of him and said, "Mr. Xueqin, what is the regulation today, please ask for instructions."

Ma Su whispered in Fang Xing's ear: "That man is called Chen Mao, his character is Xueqin, he is a guest of the Imperial College, and he has a lot of influence."

Fang Xing nodded, and took Ma Su and Liu Pu to occupy a stone table. Xin Laoqi and Jia Ding are behind him.

Chen Mao let out a dry cough, walked to the middle of the two sides, glanced at the hundreds of teachers and students who were watching, and said: "Anaithology is just a small way, we should use learning as the basis, report to the king and the society, and go down to care for the common people, so that we can live up to the saints." study."

The opening remarks first emphasized the importance of Confucianism, which was expected by everyone.

"Today, Hong Bingzheng raised an objection, saying that Fang Xing, a member of the Beiping Prefecture, plagiarized his arithmetic cheats. I will be a witness today."

Seeing that both sides were silent, Chen Mao continued: "At the moment, I have prepared two methods. The first is that the two sides debate the difficulties; the second is that both sides make their own questions, and the winner will be determined by the number of right and wrong. How about it?"

Fang Xing said lightly: "Why don't you just argue!"

Debate means that in front of everyone, two people argue about arithmetic problems until one party admits defeat.

Chen Mao's cheeks trembled, and he turned to Hong Bingzheng.

"And you?"

Those who dare to choose to argue are definitely not fakes! Otherwise, in front of hundreds of students in the Imperial College, his saliva could drown him.

Hong Bingzheng said flatly: "Words are not my strong point, let's come up with questions!"

It stands to reason that Fang Xing had the upper hand in this round of selection, but immediately some people continued to praise Hong Bingzheng's virtues.

"Smart in deeds but slow in words, Mr. Hong really has the style of an ancient gentleman!"

Chen Mao asked Fang Xing: "What do you think?"

Fang Xing spread his hands, "I don't care, just come up with a question, it's just..."

Chen Mao answered the call very quickly this time, so fast that Fang woke up too late to react.

"Since that's the case, then you two should ask each other questions, and the final winner will be judged by several professors in front of everyone."

Fuck!

Fang Xing was really a little angry. He thought that the professor of the Imperial College would set the question, and then he and Hong Bingzheng would answer it. But now it's two people asking questions for each other. Isn't this biased towards Hong Bingzheng?

"Great Confucianism? Pooh!"

Chen Mao decided on the method of writing the question without even asking for opinions, which made Fang Xing even more contemptuous of the so-called great Confucians. (To be continued.)