Chapter 164 The Answer Comes Out

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Tomorrow will continue five more. The first update is just after twelve o'clock tonight. After tomorrow, the Jazz will try to change four times a day. This is probably the Jazz's biggest energy, after all, work is very busy.

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There was no sound in the Imperial College, and everyone watched the student with the best calligraphy copying and answering the questions with the chalk provided by Fang Xing.

First, I copied Hong Bingzheng's. There were only two questions in all, so it was very fast.

But the result disappointed everyone.

"How did Mr. Hong answer one question?"

"Could it be that Mr. Hong felt that the questions he gave were too difficult, and in order to save face for that Fang Xing, he showed mercy?"

"..."

The crowd outside was listening to the student's explanation.

"...Mr. Hong only answered one question, and Fang Xing answered all of them, but he didn't know whether it was right or wrong."

I say!

Those who placed bets were going crazy, wondering if that Fang Xing was messing around?

"Mr. Hong is such a great talent, but he only answered one question. It can be seen that Fang Xing is just scribbling. We are sure to win!"

"Yes, let's wait to collect the money!"

"Hey! When I made the bet just now, my heart softened a bit. If I knew it earlier, I should have placed more!"

"..."

"Where's that old man who voted Fang Xing five hundred taels?"

Someone with a good cause mentioned this topic, and everyone looked around for it.

"There they are!"

A sharp-eyed man pointed to a big tree and shouted. Everyone looked, but saw that the old man was eating with the strong man who followed him.

"They seem to eat braised pork!"

Is this about to start messing around?

"Mr. Fang has finished answering the question."

After Liang Zhong ran back and forth many times, his legs were a little weak, but he was still unwilling to give up this errand to others.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly got up and asked, "Where is that Hong Bingzheng?"

Seeing Wanwan looking over with a small frown, Liang Zhong said heartbroken: "Princess, don't worry, that Hong Bingzheng only answered one question, and Mr. Fang only answered two questions."

Zhu Zhanji said happily: "The event is settled!"

The princess said puzzledly: "Zhan Ji, but I still don't know if I'm right or wrong!"

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "Brother Dehua, I know very well. If he thinks he can't answer the question, then he will never answer it!"

Zhu Gaochi stood up tremblingly when he heard the words, and said with the support of the eunuch: "In that case, then I will deal with political affairs first."

In Zhu Di's warm pavilion, everyone who heard the latest news had different opinions.

Some people think that Fang Xing is answering the questions indiscriminately, but some people think that Fang Xing has a plan in mind.

Seeing that today's affairs are almost done, Zhu Di waved his hands and said, "You have worked hard today, let's have lunch here."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone wanted to know the final result, so they went back to the value room.

As soon as he went out, Yang Shiqi laughed and said, "I think that Hong Bingzheng is going to be in big trouble this time!"

Lu Zhen, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, squinted his eyes and said, "Young people are eager to be bold for a while, but the final success or failure depends on who gets the right answer."

Xia Yuanji, Minister of the Household Department, glared at him and said, "I know Fang Xing, and there are two people from our Household Department who studied with him, and after they came back, they really did the calculations. And what contribution did Hong Bingzheng make to the Guochao?"

Lu Zhen had a narrow personality, he wanted to retort, but he thought that Xia Yuanji was a strong man who dared to talk to Zhu Di, so he had to endure it.

"Hmph! Let's wait for the result!"

In the Imperial College, all the answers were listed on the blackboard, Fang Xing's answer on the left, and Hong Bingzheng's answer alone on the right.

After seeing the answers from both parties, Chen Mao said, "Let some professors go up and explain."

So the two professors who were good at arithmetic went to the blackboard, looked at Hong Bingzheng's answer first, and said after a long calculation: "This answer is correct."

Of course it was correct, because the calmness on Hong Bingzheng's face represented his confidence in answering this question.

As for the remaining question, everyone was a little confused, so they looked at Hong Bingzheng sympathetically, thinking that it was normal for him not to be able to answer.

"Could it be that Fang Xing found this question in some lonely book?"

Fang Xing just hehe and didn't answer.

Then came Fang Xing's answer.

A few arithmetic problems made the two professors a little numb, but after reasoning according to Fang Xing's answering process, the two wiped off their sweat, looked at each other and continued to read.

The following is the square root question, which is also somewhat difficult.

As time passed, the students felt that something was not quite right.

"Why haven't the professors given the results yet?"

"Could it be that Fang Xing got lucky and answered a question correctly, so there is no winner?"

"Hurry up, I'm hungry."

Fang Xing looked at Hong Bingzheng in his spare time, and laughed from time to time, which made Hong Bingzheng's face paler.

The two professors were sweating profusely on it, and finally got together and muttered.

Chen Mao's gray hair was a bit dazzling under the sun, and the warm sun shone on his body, but he felt cold all over his body.

Hong Bingzheng, you must not lose the chain!

Fang Xing rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry, so he said to the two professors, "I said you two, the result should come out, right?"

The two professors were sweating profusely and looked at Chen Mao, but Chen Mao felt that something was wrong at this moment, and he slowly looked at Fang Xing with pleading in his eyes.

What is Fang Xing doing?

"It tastes good! It really is a good wife."

This guy was taking out a rice dumpling from the bag to satisfy his hunger, and the preserved fruit on it was clearly visible, and there were a lot of slobbering sounds around him.

After eating the zongzi, Fang Xing walked over impatiently when he saw the two professors' reluctance to announce the results, pointed to the question he had answered, and answered it loudly, without messing up the steps at all.

After answering, Fang Xing looked at Hong Bingzheng and said with a smile, "Mr. Hong, what I did was right?"

"Mr. Hong, refute him!"

"Mr. Hong, stand up and refute him!"

"Contradict him! Contradict him! Contradict him!  …"

Seeing Fang Xing's triumphant appearance, the teachers and students who supported Hong Bingzheng were all angry and shouted. Gradually, the voices gathered together and spread outside.

"What's going on in there?"

"I don't know, but hearing this voice, Mr. Hong should have the upper hand!"

"Isn't that old man about to cry?"

Everyone looked under the big tree, only to find that the old man was joking with his followers, showing no signs of panic.

"Maybe it's because money doesn't matter!"

Someone said sourly. Five hundred taels of silver is a huge sum of money these days, if he had known that the old man had five hundred taels of silver, no one would have made a fool of himself.

"Contradict him..."

Hearing the tsunami-like shouts, Fang Xing stood up, and after looking around for a week, those voices gradually disappeared.

"Just because it's loud doesn't mean it makes sense."

Fang Xing looked at these students, and said slowly: "Similarly, having a large number of people does not mean that you are on the side of the truth. It is more because you want to get together and seek personal gain for yourself!"

Seeing some students who were angry, some confused, some rolling up their sleeves, and some thoughtful, Fang Xing smiled and said, "When you think that you are the sky and the earth, you should have nothing to worry about. When you can’t, you are already in danger.” (To be continued.)