Everyone was shocked!

How could it be possible to win? Concubine Tang won? How is this possible? Concubine Tang was listless and weak all the way, yawning and dozing off. She wanted to end the game as soon as possible. How could she win?

Xiao Xiong immediately put out the half-burned incense.

Concubine Ning tried her best to calm down, so that the other party could not see her uneasiness, "It's okay, maybe Concubine Tang won, I was too excited!" If she didn't defeat the concubines, her family... would beat her to death.

"Yes, Queen Mother!" Yu Shengjun nodded, "I just noticed her hands!"

Has this Concubine Tang been in business since she was a child? Only then can she have such high abacus and mental arithmetic abilities? If so, how could she win the first round against Queen Chenghuan in the female celebrity competition? How many skills does this Concubine Tang not have?

Displayed? It’s so terrifying!

It was coming to an end, but her head felt dizzy. The imperial concubine held her forehead and tried to concentrate on thinking, "Yes, yes..." But every time she thought deeply, her brain hurt as if it was going to explode.

The imperial concubine rolled her eyes at her, "Then why didn't I bump into you?"

"Yes!" Zhang Xiangyang bowed his head in response, then took the teacup and walked towards the stage. When he reached the edge of the stage, he raised the teacup high and called Tang Lin, who had her back to him, "Miss Tang!"

But then, in order to answer as soon as possible, she was so nervous that she sweated. It was such a cool autumn, and she was already covered in sweat. When she glanced at Concubine Tang, she was so relaxed.

Yu Shengjun caught a glimpse of Tang Lin licking her dry lips from a distance, and felt a sudden pain in his heart. She hadn't taken a sip of water because of the competition. So, he poured a cup of tea into his cup and offered it to Zhang Xiangyang beside him.

He said, "Bring it over and moisten her throat!"

Next, no matter how Mr. Ning set the question, Imperial Concubine and Tang Lin could answer the correct answer as soon as possible. This question-answering incident temporarily wiped away the boring atmosphere.

The concubines were already shocked by the mental arithmetic abilities of Imperial Concubine Huang and Tang Lin. They were also calculating the questions asked by Lord Ning at the same time, but before they were even halfway through the calculations, Imperial Concubine and Tang Lin spoke up.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zhang Xiangyang looked at the teacup in his hand and said, "My master asked me to bring this to you. Take a sip to moisten your throat, so you can prepare for the mental arithmetic competition."

Immediately, An Lin was counting the time, "Five, four, three, two..."

This time, before An Lin could count to three, Tang Lin and Huang Guifei immediately read it out, and the number they read out was the same, "It's forty-nine thousand, five hundred and ninety-eight!"

While everyone admired the Imperial Concubine and Tang Lin, they also secretly regretted that they did not have such a skill.

The imperial concubine began to calculate nervously in her mind.

Master Ning continued to read: "Fifty one thousand eight hundred and thirty-nine minus two thousand two hundred and forty-one?"

The arithmetic hand raised his head and looked at Tang Lin in disbelief, "Really, did you calculate it?" He was in the audience just now, but he was nervously calculating for fear of missing a number. Unexpectedly, a figure on the stage was calculated.

The sleepy man actually figured it out.

Tang Lin once again created a miracle.

The imperial concubine seemed to have discovered that Tang Lin was deliberately cheating, so in the following questions, she urged herself to answer quickly and not give others a chance to cheat. She is a master of mental arithmetic, how could she lose so easily.

Seeing that the imperial concubine and Tang Lin answered so quickly, ruthlessly and accurately, Mr. Ning stopped believing that no one could give the wrong answer? He was not tired, and instead speeded up his speaking speed, throwing questions to the question one after another.

Imperial Concubine and Tang Lin.

At this time, An Lin excitedly said to everyone: "Someone has won, it is Concubine Tang! Concubine Tang has won again, let us applaud Concubine Tang -"

Mr. Ning, who was thin and in his early forties on the stage, quietly looked towards where the concubines were sitting, and happened to meet Concubine Ning's eyes.

The incense was almost burnt out, and Master Ning asked the last question. This time, he deliberately read the numbers directly, "Excuse me, Imperial Concubine, Concubine Tang, three eight three eight three three eight, minus, three eight three eight zero eight eight."

, how much can you get?”

"Good sister, don't, don't..." About to be shaken unconscious, Tang Lin quickly pushed away the imperial concubine's hand, resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and said to the imperial concubine: "It's just a blind cat that bumped into a dead mouse. My sister is too complimentary.

Got it!"

The Empress Dowager was stunned, "Illusion? Did the emperor already know that she would win?"

Tang Lin rubbed her bristled arms. For some reason, when she heard others say she was strong, she wanted to run away. The more she did this, the more she wanted to keep a low profile. Maybe... she was also afraid of attracting attention, "Sister, thank you!

"

The imperial concubine was so excited that she grabbed Tang Lin's shoulders and shook her, "Oh my God, sister Tang Lin, you, you are so amazing. I thought you were dozing off just now, but I didn't expect you..."

on stage,

Xiao Xiong immediately lit half of the burned incense.

Taifu Li turned around, glanced at Concubine Ling and Concubine Xuan where the concubines were sitting, sighed silently, and then walked off the stage. He originally wanted to deepen the abacus problem, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't beat Concubine Tang. Could it be that he

Is it true that neither of your two daughters can sit in the back seat?

Tang Lin just lowered her eyes slightly, and when she raised her eyes, her eyes lit up.

As soon as Concubine Ning received Mr. Ning's sharp gaze, she immediately lowered her head in fear and said with a trembling heart: "Father, my daughter will win the game even if she puts her life on the line!"

"Miss Tang, you're welcome. I won't bother you anymore. I'll step aside first!" After saying that, Zhang Xiangyang turned and walked away.

Immediately, crackling applause resounded throughout the Art Pavilion.

Taifu Li smiled and said: "Mr. An, you are so polite! If there is nothing wrong with me, then I will go down first?"

Before An Lin could say 'one', the imperial concubine and Tang Lin said in unison: "Four thousand nine hundred and eighty-eight!"

For Tang Lin, she had received countless applause, almost to the point of numbness. She smiled dryly and waved to everyone, and said very humbly: "It's a small trick, it's a show of ugliness, it's a show of ugliness!"

Many people on the field were doing mental arithmetic, but everyone had just calculated a fraction in their minds before the Imperial Concubine and Tang Lin said it. They had to admire the two people on the stage for their mental arithmetic abilities that were different from ordinary people.

Yu Shengjun observed the incense on the incense burner in the corner of the stage. More than half of it had passed. He then observed the expressions of Tang Lin and Huang Guifei. One was calm and relaxed, while the other was sweating profusely and looked tight. It was not ugly.

Come on, the imperial concubine is almost overwhelmed. Such addition and subtraction questions require so much brain power and there are very few people in the world who can give the correct answer in a very short period of time. Hou Lingyu is already pretty good.

"This girl..." The Queen Mother simply didn't know how to describe Tang Lin's performance.

Tang Lin turned around when she heard the sound and walked over, "Lord Commander, what's wrong?"

Lord Ning's hand had an extra book at some point. He stood in the middle in front of the imperial concubine and Tang Lin, opened the book, and immediately read out, "My dear ladies, please listen carefully. Three thousand three hundred and thirty-three plus one thousand

Six hundred and fifty-five, how much do you get?"

An Lin said to Taifu Li respectfully: "Master Taifu, thank you very much for your help!"

After Mr. Li returned and sat down, An Lin faced everyone again and said, "Next, we will have a mental arithmetic competition. As the question maker, Mr. Ning, as long as he can answer the correct number within the specified time, he will win. If

If the Imperial Concubine answers one question incorrectly, she will not be included in the shortlist. If the Tang Concubine answers one question incorrectly, she will be tied with the Imperial Concubine! Next, I announce that the mental arithmetic competition will begin! Light the incense!"

Every time Master Ning asked a question, Tang Lin could calculate the answer very quickly, but when she saw the imperial concubine struggling to perform mental arithmetic, she deliberately delayed it for three seconds. At the last critical moment, she and the imperial concubine said:

Give the real answer.

"Yes!" Immediately, many people cheered.

When Tang Lin returned to the center of the stage, An Lin said to everyone in his loud voice: "I originally thought that it was impossible for the two queens to win this abacus, but a miracle happened, Concubine Tang... won

! Are you already looking forward to the next mental arithmetic competition?"

When the arithmetic hand took a look at the abacus on the table in front of Tang Lin, he was as shocked as Tang Lin, with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, and his heart was shocked. It was really the 'nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine' he calculated.

After reciting, they looked at each other and smiled, feeling more and more energetic.

"Well," Tang Lin was stunned, she had known better not to use such a metaphor, "Anyway, everyone can see my sister's hard work just now, but my performance... is not that outstanding!"

"He also said," the imperial concubine glared at her and pointed to the abacus, "What is this? You calculated it accurately. This is proof that you, sister, are better than me!" 13acv.

Yu Shengjun smiled and said: "Queen Mother, I told you not to worry too much. Look, didn't she win again? Don't look at her listless performance just now. In fact, she was just creating an illusion for everyone!"

An Lin immediately bowed his waist and said, "Please!"

Feeling that Concubine Ning beside her was a little cold, Concubine Li asked with concern: "What's wrong, Concubine Ning?"

"Okay!" Tang Lin glanced gratefully at the Royal Saint over there, and then took the tea cup from Zhang Xiangyang's hand. Regardless of the taste of the tea, she was really thirsty, so she opened her mouth and took a few sips, then gave the tea cup back to Zhang Xiangyang.

, "Good work!"

The more the imperial concubine watched the competition, the more panicked she became. Soon it was her turn to challenge Concubine Tang. She was amazing in the imperial capital in terms of rhythmic dancing. Could it be that she was going to lose to a man who had just recovered from a serious illness?

The imperial concubine tried her best to calm down. Instead of panicking all the time, she might as well think about how to win over Tang Fei now.

This is the moment that everyone is looking forward to. If both concubines answer this question wrong, it will be a tie and the contest will be over again.

An Lin started counting down, "Five, four, three, two...one!"

"" At the critical moment, Tang Lin read out the number easily, but the imperial concubine did not. After reading it out, she turned her eyes to Yu Shengjun, holding back her laughter and read it again: "2,5,
Chapter completed!