Chapter 429: It turns out that the clown is myself
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but cover his forehead with his hands.
It turned out to be an oolong!
Two big guys, if I say that this is all a misunderstanding, would you believe me?
"Ah, this - it's not important, it's not important..."
Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng:......
No, Mr. Hou, your deception is too obvious, right?
Looking at Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's look on their faces, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh.
"Ah, this - you are here at the right time. I have a book of arithmetic here, which can be used to calculate the infinite number and all the stars..."
Wang Zi'an quickly changed the subject.
Ah, don't keep chasing after me. Let's go to the kingdom of mathematics and enjoy yourself.
Sure enough, as soon as Wang Zi'an said this, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng's attention immediately shifted. They subconsciously held their breath and looked at Wang Zi'an with shining eyes.
Is this the opportunity that has finally arrived?
"I wonder if you two are interested in knowing more?"
Yes, yes, yes!
We have so much!
The two people nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, wait until I write it down later and send it to you -"
When Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng heard this, they almost fell to the ground.
Thank you for your praise just now. I thought it was some fairy secret book, but you told me to write it now?
Wang Zi'an was also helpless.
I really don't want to trick you, but isn't this a coincidence?
"Let's see. Although I have a good rapport with you, after all, the Dharma is not taught lightly. If you are sincere in your studies, then I will simply give you a small question to test your level."
Having said this, Wang Zi'an stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
"The art of mathematics is broad, profound, and all-encompassing. If you don't have enough qualifications, even if I try to teach you, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand it. It's better to just give up..."
Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng:......
Who are you looking down on?
If you say that math is magical, we believe it, but if you say that we don’t even have the qualifications to learn it, we really don’t believe it!
However, seeing that Wang Zi'an was telling the truth and being in awe of his ability to predict the unknown, the two of them finally looked at each other without leaving any trace, and solemnly gave Wang Zi'an a fist-clenching salute.
"Although the two of us are not talented, we are willing to give it a try and ask Mr. Marquis to come up with the question——"
Ah, this——
Quite confident.
Wang Zi'an sighed silently, you are just newborn calves and are not afraid of tigers. You have never been severely beaten by a high-level mathematics teacher.
"Then, let's give it a try - don't be nervous, I'll try to give you a simpler one. Of course, even if you can't solve it, there's no problem, as long as you can show certain qualifications..."
Although Wang Zi'an wanted the two of them to indulge in mathematics and forget about his own incident, he was a kind-hearted person and couldn't bear it, so he kindly gave the two of them a vaccination in advance.
Two people:……
Even though the two of them were indifferent, they still couldn't help but be provoked by Wang Zi'an's competitive spirit.
I'm not arrogant, I really haven't confused anyone when it comes to numerology!
"Don't worry, Lord Marquis——"
Luckily for Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng was younger after all, so he couldn't help but step forward, straighten his chest, put his hands behind his back, and smile calmly.
Ah, this——
Don't blame me for not being kind, this is fate.
Wang Zi'an felt sympathy for the two of them.
"There are a pair of rabbits. If they become adults in the second month and give birth to a pair of rabbits in the third month, a pair of rabbits will be born every month, and a pair of rabbits will be born every month. Assume that every time a rabbit is born
For rabbits, there must be one female and one male, and neither of them dies. How many pairs of rabbits will there be in one year?"
This is an example mentioned by the Italian mathematician Pebonacci in "Abacus".
At that time, there were a lot of classmates hanging on it.
At first, the two people's faces were quite relaxed, but as they listened, the expressions on their faces changed. They subconsciously squatted on the ground and started gesticulating on the ground.
The more I gestured, the more frightened I became.
By the end, the sweat was almost falling off my forehead.
Someone asked a small question casually, but I didn’t know how to do it!
No wonder others can predict the future, but I can only help others read fortunes.
Li Chunfeng suddenly and inexplicably thought of the smug He Bo in Zhuangzi's "Autumn Waters". He thought he was great. Only when he saw Beihai did he realize how shallow and mean he was.
Ah, the clown turns out to be myself——
Seeing the two people there, he broke out in sweat. Prince An secretly felt sympathy in his heart.
Poor baby——
"Don't worry, just go back and calculate it slowly - when you figure it out, you can find me when the time comes, and I will teach you the real knowledge of mathematics..."
Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng walked away in despair, mumbling to themselves as they walked.
Li Shimin, Wei Zheng and others looked confused.
They saw two people with immortal demeanor, unfazed by favors and humiliations, calm and composed, just like the aloof posture of immortals. This was the first time they saw them like this, and they were suddenly curious.
In the end, Wei Zheng couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward to grab Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng who were about to leave.
When I asked about it, I was stumped by a math problem that Wang Zi'an casually asked. I was immediately shocked and became extremely curious.
What math problem can stump these two math masters?
If we don’t say that curiosity killed the cat, the number of people who doubt life will soon grow several times.
Wei Zheng and Yan Liben, who claimed to be quite accomplished in arithmetic, fell into the trap one after another. Even Li Shimin and Xue Rengui couldn't help but frown, clasp their fingers, and keep mumbling.
How many rabbits are there?
Ah, it’s really your own fault, you can’t live anymore——
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth as he looked at this group of big guys jumping into the pit.
This time, it really has nothing to do with me.
If we go by the past and follow Wang Zi'an back now, we will have to hang out at Wang Zi'an's house again. It's not easy to find a reason to make a living -
But today, everyone was tortured to death by the pair of rabbits, especially Li Shimin and Wei Zheng, who were squeezed into a carriage with Wang Zi'an, and they were even more desperate for love.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This bitch, Wang Zi'an, is still sitting there with his legs crossed and watching, and while watching, he comforts him unkindly.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, take your time. Although your qualifications are indeed a little lower, your understanding is a little lower, and your calculations are a little slow, but I will not dislike you - this is the way of numerology. At a glance
, I just feel like the stars are scattered all over the sky, but if I think about it carefully, I can see that there are rules to follow. But if you want to discover the rules, you have to have some understanding..."
Li Shimin, Wei Zheng:......
I have really brought it upon myself, and I cannot live.
Why don't you go and ask some math questions and watch the fun with this bitch?
"I suddenly remembered that there was something else going on at home, so let's just say goodbye——"
Li Shimin really couldn't stand the arrogance of this dog thief, so he jumped off the carriage as soon as he entered the city gate.
Even if I walk back from here today, I won’t live in the same car with you, a thief like you!
Wei Zheng also reacted at this time.
"Ahem, what, I suddenly remembered that I have a date with a friend - let's say goodbye, let's say goodbye -"
rub--
He also jumped down.
That clean and neat energy is nothing like that of an old man in his fifties.
"Ah, it would be a pity not to go back for a drink with me. I'm still thinking of doing some new tricks today..."
The prince sat on the carriage, leaned forward and shouted to the two people.
Two people:……
Suddenly I felt a little regretful.
After Wang Zi'an's carriage left in a leisurely manner, Li Shimin and Wei Zheng walked out from the corner.
"Your Majesty, I haven't seen a few old friends from the Imperial College for a long time. No, I just happened to be passing by today and wanted to go and have a look - Your Majesty, why don't we come together?"
Li Shimin nodded without hesitation.
"That's what I mean - let's go together -"
…
Imperial College, Nature Magazine.
Although it was already mid-afternoon, in the past, even these dedicated old gentlemen had already reached the end of their shift, but it was not the case today. A group of gray-haired old men gathered together in high spirits, looking at the people in front of them.
A nature magazine with a light ink scent.
"It's incredible. How did that kid Zian do it? First the newspaper, then this magazine. You see, so many volumes are exactly the same, even the spacing of the fonts are exactly the same..."
Many old men looked at the magazines in front of them and couldn't help but marvel.
"Incredible? There are so many incredible things about that child Zian - let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about the aphorisms we hang here. They are concise and concise and thought-provoking, but the handwriting is beyond imagination..."
An old man couldn't help but take over the conversation and sighed.
As soon as these words came out, they immediately resonated with everyone.
One character, one font, but every font is so mature, perfect and unique.
Is this still humanly possible?
It's so genius that you can't understand it.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations——"
Mr. Song's big, skinny hands slowly caressed the cover of the magazine, and his focused and passionate eyes were like caressing the delicate skin of his lover.
"As soon as Nature magazine comes out, we immortals can finally leave something for future generations..."
When Kong Yingda heard this, he twirled his beard and nodded with deep feeling.
"Except for a few of my humble works, the articles and scriptures selected above are all temporary choices. The work of the great scholars of the time, this book will definitely cause a sensation in the government and the public once it is published. It will be of great benefit to promote knowledge and encourage the underachievers...
…”
"Don't think too much, and I won't say anything else, but as far as I'm concerned, not many people in the Tang Dynasty can understand it, let alone calm down and study it carefully - today's young people,
I have an impetuous mind and my eyes are all focused on the word fame. I am afraid that my way of doing math is..."
Before Kong Yingda finished speaking, an old guy with white hair and white beard and an arrogant expression shook his head and answered in a faint tone.
"The art of numerology is broad and profound. Brother Zhiyuan's attainments in it are so profound that ordinary younger generations cannot understand them. But with this natural journal, it's different. Even if Brother Wang can't find a suitable successor in this generation,
, it can also be passed down to future generations, so that what you have learned will not be buried..."
While several people were talking, they heard a familiar voice coming from outside.
"Brother Zhiyuan is here -"
Before he finished speaking, a skinny old guy with a stern face appeared in everyone's sight.
Ah, Wei Zheng!
Why is this old guy here——
A group of old guys raised their heads in confusion and followed Wei Zheng's gaze. They immediately took a breath of cold air and hurriedly stood up and bowed to salute.
"I have seen your Majesty——"
"No gifts, no gifts——"
Li Shimin quickly took a few steps forward and personally helped Kong Yingda and several old gentlemen with gray hair and beards up.
"My dear friends, their faces look happy. You are still lingering here so late. Could it be that you have encountered some happy event?"
Li Shimin looked around at the people in the room and said hello casually with a smile.
"It's not a big happy event. It's just that we old guys have published a book together and are talking about it being released tomorrow -"
Although Kong Yingda spoke modestly, the joy on his face could not be concealed.
Publish a book together?
When Li Shimin heard this, his eyes lit up.
"I wonder if I can get a sneak peek -"
"Your Majesty, please—"
Without Kong Yingda having to do anything, an old man sitting next to him had already taken out two books and handed them to Li Shimin and Wei Zheng.
"Editor-in-Chief Wang Zi'an?"
The two people's eyes flickered on the writing, and they couldn't help but raise their heads and glance at each other.
Why is this shit happening everywhere?
"Zi'an is a humble kid who doesn't care about fame and wealth. He originally refused to sign his name, but we old guys thought something was wrong, so we secretly added his name..."
When Kong Yingda saw the two people looking confused, he took the initiative to tell Li Shimin.
Li Shimin couldn't help but take a breath, this bitch actually secretly created a magazine!
I flipped through it briefly and glanced at it for a few times, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay. Unlike the newspaper that was making trouble, this time it was all about real knowledge.
"There is actually the art of numerology——"
Looking at the above article about numerology, Wei Zheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and glanced at his old friend Wang Zhiyuan sitting beside him.
"Why - no?"
Wang Zhiyuan glanced at Wei Zheng and snorted angrily.
"Okay, of course -"
Wei Zheng said, closing the magazine with a smile.
"Brother Zhiyuan's knowledge of numeracy is unparalleled from ancient times to the present. I have always admired it. No, I happened to encounter a little problem with numeracy these days, and I was thinking of finding an opportunity to ask Brother Zhiyuan for advice -
—”
Having said this, Wei Zheng paused for a moment.
"If Brother Zhiyuan feels embarrassed, forget it - I will go find someone else..."
When Wang Zhiyuan heard this, although he knew that the old man was deliberately provoking the general, he still couldn't help but groan angrily.
"Don't do this with me. If there's any problem, just let it go - no one else dares to tell you, but with your meager numeracy skills, Mr. Wei, you won't be able to make any waves here!"
When Wei Zheng heard this, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, showing a proud look.
Ha, old thing, let you always run against me!
If the old thing can solve it, he will go back and ridicule Wang Zi'an that bitch. If the old thing can't solve it, he will ridicule the old thing and avenge his usual revenge.
Tsk, in this wave, I, Wei Zheng, am not at a loss!