Chapter One Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty Two: Picking up a master disciple for nothing
The young man didn't know how long it took before he slowly came back to his senses.
Pointing to the title on the board, he turned his head and asked the handyman, "Does it mean that if I untie it, I can become a disciple?"
Seeing how persistent he was, the servant was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Master, if you can write another twenty-line solution, you don't need to be a disciple, and you are qualified to be a teacher in the academy."
"It's not necessary to be a teacher. I don't like to teach others. I don't have the solution to twenty lines." The young man smiled lightly.
The surprise on the handyman's face instantly turned into a bit angry. If you can't figure it out, why don't you say Del? He looked confident and even scared himself.
The handyman endured the anger in his heart and said angrily and funnyly, "If you don't have twenty lines of solutions, please come back!"
"I really don't have the solution to the twenty-three lines." The young man explained innocently, "But do you want the twenty-three lines?" .??.
"If not, please come back. What are you talking about? You have twenty-three lines of solutions!" The handyman was about to persuade him to leave, but he suddenly woke up and couldn't help but scream!
The huge sound instantly spread to the other side of the street.
"What, what? This man can solve twenty-three lines? Did I hear correctly?"
"You must have heard it right, because I heard it too."
"Are you kidding me? It's amazing if he can solve twenty lines, but he can also solve twenty-three lines?"
"Whether it is yes or not, just go and take a look!" Someone shouted in a low voice.
Everyone in the wine shop reacted instantly. They all stopped asking for food and drinks and stood up.
"Go together, go together"
People swarmed towards the door. The previously spacious door was suddenly crowded with people. Some people even ran and picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table and dropped them to the floor. Seeing that the door was blocked, they simply jumped out of the window.
"The bowl is broken, pay for it, pay for it," the waiter screamed when he saw the broken pieces on the ground, but no one paid attention to him, leaving him crying without tears.
I had no choice but to turn around and look at the shopkeeper with a cry in my eyes.
“The shopkeeper’s”
The shopkeeper's attention was not on the waiter, but he followed the crowd and squeezed out the door.
"I'll go take a look, you guard the store."
The waiter looked at the shopkeeper dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
"Go get a piece of wood." Seeing that the handyman was motionless and stunned, the young man had to wave his hand to remind him.
"Oh! Master, wait a moment, the young man will come as soon as he goes." Unknowingly, the handyman couldn't help but be respectful to the young man.
The busboy went alone and came back in a group. They were all the busboys guarding the gate of the academy. Now when they heard someone lifting the twenty-three lines, whether it was true or not, they couldn't wait to join in the fun!
Among them, the handyman who had just returned and another person ran over carrying the wooden plank, and the two of them just carried it and placed it in front of the young man.
When the young man saw it, he didn't refuse even with a slight smile. He directly raised his hand and started drawing on the wooden board with chalk.
After a moment, a symmetrical and beautiful triangle appeared on the wooden board.
If everyone had doubts about the young man just now, when they saw the pattern he drew, everyone became inexplicably excited.
"Here, how many lines are there? Are there really twenty-three lines?"
As if he heard everyone's whispers, a smile appeared on the young man's face, and the chalk in his hand began to mark the lines.
As he marked, people couldn't help but start counting.
"1,2,3,"
"19,20,21,22,23!"
When everyone shouted twenty, everyone yelled as loud as they could. When they shouted twenty-three, everyone danced excitedly.
"Twenty-three lines! The twenty-three lines are really lifted!"
"Oh my God, my God, twenty-three lines have been lifted"
After all, the Ming Dynasty favored boys over girls, and Han Jingyun, a woman, had dominated all the men for so many years with her wisdom.
It is impossible to say that all men in the world are willing to bow their heads. It’s just that no one can surpass Han Jingyun, so they have to bow their heads.
But now, someone finally gives them a voice!
"You're such a good boy! You've given us men a good fight!" Someone excitedly slapped the young man on the shoulder.
"What kid? Be respectful, this is sir!" Someone nearby immediately shouted dissatisfiedly.
The person who was scolded was not annoyed and quickly smiled at the young man, "Yes, yes, sir, I just offended you, please forgive me!"
A drumbeat came from inside the academy, and everyone turned around to see the academy's door slowly opening.
"The gate of the academy is open! It must be opened for Mr.!"
Everyone yelled excitedly. They hadn't seen the academy open its doors for many years, and they never thought they would see it again in person.
Countless people were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. They were even more excited than they themselves were by being treated with such courtesy by the academy.
The handyman quickly stepped forward with a smile, bowed to the young man and said, "Please, sir."
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The young man picked up his baggage again, carried it on his back, and strode towards the door.
The gate of the academy was fully opened, and Mr. Jin led all the teachers and students to stand behind the gate. There were so many people that they lined up from the gate all the way into the academy, with no end in sight.
"Mr. Jin, I am the vice-president of the academy. May I ask the distinguished scholar his name?"
The young man bowed his hands and said, "Student Yu Qian, please pay homage to Mr. Jin."
"Yu Gaocai, please come in!" Mr. Jin was very polite. He did not look down upon Yu Qian because he was too young, but showed some admiration for him.
"We are waiting to pay homage to Gao Cai!" Everyone else in the academy paid their respects in unison.
"Don't dare!" Yu Qian avoided it for a moment, then walked in through the door with his head held high.
Mr. Jin had an irrepressible smile on his face, "I heard that you want to come to the academy to become a disciple?"
"That's right. I'd like to ask Mr. Jin to make it happen." Yu Qian was very respectful.
Mr. Jin admired Yu Qian's politeness very much, but he had to shake his head and sigh, "I'm afraid your talents are above those of the academy teachers. Even I am not as good as you. I'm afraid no one can be your husband. On the contrary, if you are willing to stay
If you are in the academy, you can directly serve as a teacher."
Yu Qian calmed down his expression and said seriously, "The student wants to worship Duke Zhen as his teacher."
Mr. Jin was stunned at first, and then showed a natural look.
Is this right? How could such a talented person take on an ordinary person as his teacher?
Having the Duke of Zhen as his teacher complements each other.
"I'm afraid you don't know that Duke Zhen Guo is no longer in the academy, and Duke Zhen Guo has never accepted any disciples. However, if you really want to become a disciple, then I can ask Zhen Guo Gong for you.
Duke."
"How about you stay in the academy first and wait for the news?"
Mr. Jin just saw that Yu Qian's body was covered in dust, and it was obvious that he had not found a place to stay in the capital yet.
Yu Qian indeed came to the academy as soon as he arrived in the capital. He has not yet found an inn. Since the academy is willing to keep him, of course he will have no objection.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Jin."
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, we are all one family. If you are too polite, you will get into trouble."
Then Mr. Jin told an academy gentleman, "Go and clean a study room, and other things should be ready as well."
"Yes. Brother Yu, please!"
After Yu Qian was settled for the time being, Mr. Jin immediately sent someone to the Zhenguo Palace to inform Han Du.
When Han Du got the news, he simply couldn't believe it.
ear.
"Who are you talking about?"
Looking at the students in front of him with wide eyes, Han Du suddenly felt nervous.
"He said his name was Yu Qian."
"Yu Qian? Are you sure it's Yu Qian?" Han Du repeatedly wanted to confirm.
The student was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "It is indeed Yu Qian. Has Mr. ever heard of it?"
Um?
"No!" Han Du shook his head firmly, "I'm just a little surprised that someone can remove the twenty-three lines!"
When mentioning the twenty-three lines that Yu Qian solved, the student was even more excited than Han Du, and his attention instantly shifted to it, "Yes! Sir, I didn't see it with my own eyes, but the twenty-three lines that he solved are so beautiful and wonderful.
, it’s simply so beautiful that people are mesmerized by it.”
Seeing his expression, Han Du couldn't help but become curious about how he solved the twenty-three lines. Anyway, Han Du himself had tried it, and he could solve the twenty-three lines at most.
"Let's go to the academy immediately!"
"Sir, have you agreed? Do you really want to accept him as your disciple?" The student's eyes were full of curiosity, and he was even happier than Han Du accepted him.
"Go and take a look first before talking."
Han Du met the famous Yu Qian in his study.
Different from Yu Qian's imagination, who scolded Fang Qiu and fought with the ministers, he is now just a young boy with immature fluff on his lips.
"Are you Yu Qian?"
"Student Yu Qian."
Han Du had mixed feelings in his heart, and his thoughts kept swirling.
This is Yu Qian, the famous Yu Shaobao? Although he is still unknown now, who can know that he will one day support the Ming Dynasty?
Oh, no!
Now that the grasslands have been pacified, all the Tatars have been wiped out, and there is no longer a threat to the north of the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid there will be no chance for Yu Qian to turn the tide.
Thinking of this, Han Du felt a sense of pity in his heart, feeling that maybe he had cut off Yu Qian's chance to leave his name in history.
Feeling a little apologetic, Han Du asked softly, "Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
Yu Qian heard the strangeness in Han Du's tone, but did not go into it. Instead, he replied sonorously and forcefully, "My father-in-law founded the academy with his own hands and became famous all over the world. He became the number one teacher in the world. Since students want to learn, they naturally want to learn the most."
OK."
Han Du glanced at him in surprise. Although this boy is young, he is very sharp!
However, Han Du was not unhappy about this. Yu Qian was already a rare genius, so why did he have to go along with others and accommodate others?
On the contrary, it should be other people who are inferior to him who should accommodate him!