About the fact that the heir of Huajian School is a girl

Li Qingcha looked at them and sighed helplessly. Then he dragged eight chairs over and placed them two by two to form a temporary hard bed. Then he lay down directly.

"If you count like this, you won't be able to finish counting by the New Year."

Of course, no one listened to what she said.

Li Qingcha shook his head and said to Jiang Chen, "Give me your copy of The Book of Rites."

Jiang Chen is happy.

After all, you still have to learn the Four Books and Five Classics. That’s the right thing to do.

He handed the book to Li Qingcha.

"This is Yanzhou Bookstore..."

Li Qingcha flipped through it.

"No, the printing quality of Yanzhou Bookstore is definitely better than this. Look at your book, it's shoddy. I'm afraid you bought a pirated copy."

“What is piracy?”

"It's an irregular printed material. However, although this book is irregular, the content is correct. It is probably made by the woodblock carvers of Yanzhou Bookstore who rented out the woodblocks privately."

Jiang Chen felt relieved when he heard that the content of the book was correct.

He wanted to discuss the contents of the Book of Rites with the teacher, but he did not expect the teacher to turn the book to a page and cover his face with the book.

"I'll take a nap first, call me back in an hour."

Jiang Chen was stunned.

"what?"

"One hour, you understand?"

"Of course I know what time is, but... sir, I think they will finish counting very quickly. Even if you want to rest, you won't be able to rest for long."

Soon we will finish counting...

Li Qingcha raised the corner of his mouth, pretending not to hear, and covered his eyes with a book cover, closing his eyes and resting.

The Right King watched the whole process.

He couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart.

Li Qingcha, it's too late to give in now!

Thinking of this, he looked around.

Because the warehouse opening volume almost spanned the entire Bulunan City, many people saw it and came over with curiosity, surrounding the entire school building, waiting to watch the show.

"The human race's academy has been established?"

"Well, it seems like this is the first class today~"

"How is this going?"

"I don't know either. I just heard that the teacher of the human race wanted to teach the method of arithmetic today, but the Right King disagreed, so the two of them played a game of chess as a bet."

"Playing chess? What does chess have to do with arithmetic?"

"I just heard it from others, I don't understand, let's ask others."

……

The people were talking at once and sharing what they had with each other.

The content of the gambling game spread like this.

The people's opinions were surprisingly unanimous, and they all believed that Li Qingcha would definitely lose.

The Right King could basically conclude that after this battle, all the lies that Li Qingcha used to deceive the people would be broken.

What biological clock?

What is argument by analogy?

Bullshit!

You Wang suddenly felt as if the world was under his control, and his heart almost swelled into a big balloon.

at this time,

"Your Highness, the chess box seems to be full."

Chapter 553: It is indeed the character of a madman!

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No more room?

The Right King's movements suddenly became a little stiff. He turned his attention away from the people outside and turned his attention to the school building.

I saw that the chess box was already filled with rice, and the "rice mountain" was even a little bit protruding.

"..."

"..."

"..."

An eerie silence fell.

Almost everyone realized that something seemed to be wrong.

The Right King asked, "Which step is it?"

After asking, I realized that I had lowered my voice, as if I was worried that the people outside would hear me.

He had a bad feeling.

The guards also lowered their voices.

"Step 15."

"Fifteen is... um..."

"The fifteenth step is thirty-two thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight grains of rice, and the first fifteen steps total sixty-five thousand five hundred and thirty-five grains of rice."

The Right King's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

These two numbers were completely beyond his own imagination.

He struggled and asked, "Is this correct?"

However, the reality is cruel.

"No."

"..."

"Your Highness, do you want to continue?"

"..."

The Right King stopped talking.

The guards did not dare to press the issue, for fear of angering the Right King.

Time passes by second by second.

The Right King chose to remain silent, so the guards could only follow orders and continue counting meters.

However, they simply cannot do it.

Rice grains are very small, so if dozens of people count them together, it is still easy to count tens of thousands, but the numbers that follow are more outrageous than the last, and it is no longer something that can be handled by human power.

In less than half an hour, all the guards were exhausted, dizzy and disoriented, and could no longer tell what was going on.

Fang Jingwu saw this and couldn't help but laugh.

"Right King, I will show you a way."

He reached out and picked up the chess box on the table, then used his right index finger to smooth out the top of the "rice mountain".

"When counting the chess pieces just now, Mr. Siwei didn't mind taking a little loss, which shows that he doesn't care much about winning or losing. So, there's no need to be so specific. Why not use an approximate number and say that there are 50,000 grains of rice in this chess box?"

You Wang could understand Fang Jingwu's meaning, which was nothing more than treating the chess box as a standard measuring cup.

However, Fang Jingwu's tone was very unpleasant.

What does "Mr. Siwei doesn't mind suffering a little loss, which shows that he doesn't care much about winning or losing" mean?

The Right King felt that the other party was being sarcastic towards him.

The most disgusting thing is that he is now in a complete dilemma.

If we really follow what Fang Jingwu said and use the chess box as a standard measuring cup, it is equivalent to accepting the kindness of the human race;

On the other hand, not accepting means that you care a lot about winning or losing. It’s okay to care about winning or losing, but I’m afraid that if I care about winning or losing, I will end up losing miserably and having my underwear stripped off.

feeling bad.

The Right King took a deep breath and glanced at the guard who was counting meters.

After that, he cleared his throat and asked Li Qingcha: "Marquis Wu Ding, I wonder if you are willing to accept what Mr. Fang said."

This skill of passing the buck was used very smoothly.

But unfortunately, Li Qingcha just continued to lie there, covering his face with the Book of Rites, breathing steadily, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Fang Jingwu said dissatisfiedly: "Why did the Right Prince disturb Mr. Siwei's rest?"

You Wang's nose was almost crooked from anger.

"He is a teacher, is there anyone who sleeps in class?"

"So what if I slept in class? Don't forget who was the one who provoked me again and again, making it impossible for the course to continue? Mr. Siwei is so talented and arrogant, and he is willing to condescend to accommodate me again and again. This is already a great honor for your country. I hope the Right King will not be ungrateful!"

"You and I……"

"Your Majesty, you know that Mr. Siwei is known as a 'madman'. He once wrote a poem at the residence of the Grand Secretary Chu Zhongtian, 'People are not good for a thousand days, and flowers are not red for long in the deep spring. You must endure the right and wrong that enter your ears, and pretend to be half stupid and half deaf.' This poem shows his character. Sleeping in class... humph... He didn't quit directly, because he saw that the diplomacy between our two countries is gradually getting on the right track and he didn't want to drag it down!? So, I hope some people will not have those gloomy thoughts and judge others by their own meanness!"

This is the longest dialogue in the book, which shows how strong Fang Jingwu's fighting ability is.

Moreover, Fang Jingwu was a scholar and he didn't use any dirty words when he scolded people. He just scolded You Wang so hard that he turned him into a sieve, without giving him any face at all.

You Wang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he couldn't say a word.

Yujun was the daughter of the Right King after all. She sighed and gave the guards a direct order: "Go on."

It means to continue counting.

The guards looked pale, and when they saw the rice, they were upset.

They still had to obey the maid's orders and continued counting patiently. Anyone could see that they were distracted and had started to fool around.

But no one blames,

Counting polished japonica rice is not something a human should do!

The guards couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, what was wrong with the Right King to make such a bet with Li Qingcha? Wasn't he asking for trouble?

Although they didn't say anything, the resentment in their hearts was about to overflow.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere became extremely bad.

I don't know why, even though the show had clearly died down, more and more people gathered outside.

Moreover, they were all very interested.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Right King has been tricked again?"

"That Terran does have something."

"Go away! You just said that the human race will definitely lose and the Right King will definitely win~"

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