Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Unfolding this yellowed paper, Cui Wenyuan immediately smiled when he saw the crooked handwriting on it: "When did His Royal Highness Chu have a child?"

Wang Wenjian was puzzled, and said: "I haven't heard of such a thing. Didn't your Majesty give him a marriage some time ago? It should be a marriage that hasn't been completed yet. How can there be children?"

Cui Wenyuan gave Wang Wenjian a blank look, and said, "If there are no children in the Royal Palace of Chu, who wrote the bad words on this piece of paper? Could it be the King of Chu?" The smile on his face was somewhat mocking, obviously Secretly rubbing, okay, blatantly mocking Li Xin's ugly handwriting.

Indeed, regardless of what is written on the paper, looking at the handwriting alone, these crooked strokes are indeed full of childishness. At first glance, they are Mengtong's handwriting who just started learning to use a brush. Objectively speaking, it is even worse.

Only then did Wang Wenjian understand what Cui Wenyuan meant, and smiled: "It is said, it is said. I don't know which kid wrote this word, and he didn't practice it well, so he dared to come out and give us two questions. I really don't know how high the sky is!"

The two came from a family of ancestors, and they started reading and writing at the age of three. Although they cannot be called masters of calligraphy, they can write decently in both the line and block letters. In this respect, they are truly qualified to laugh at Li Xin.

Old Zheng, the concierge, saw the two stunned sons mocking his prince's calligraphy, and was a little angry, but he finally held it back and didn't say much. Because the prince told him yesterday that the two guys who visited the palace might not be convinced at first, and they would speak too much. Ask him to endure first, don’t talk, and wait for the other person to read the problem, start scratching his head and stomping, or even make trouble When you are about to leave, let's talk about the rest.

Although from the current situation, Lao Zheng hadn't seen the two stunners in front of him showing the signs of the expression described by the prince, but he had a strange confidence. Because yesterday, when the prince confessed these things, the expression on his face was so insidious that he couldn't help but fight a cold war. I believe that the prince must have a great deal of certainty to explain this way.

I just have to wait patiently. Old Zheng said to himself like this.

After a while, Wang Wenjian and Cui Wenyuan finally laughed at Li Xin's calligraphy enough, and shook their heads to focus on the content of the paper. The two men held a piece of paper in each hand and glanced around at random, and they found that the questions written on the two pieces of paper were different.

"Then let me see how difficult His Royal Highness Chu made me!" Wang Wenjian sneered, and said to the paper in his hand: "Today there are pheasant rabbits in the same cage. There are forty rabbits on the top and one on the bottom. One hundred and fourteen feet, ask the pheasant and rabbit each geometry? Huh!"

After reading the question, he dropped the piece of paper and said with a smile: "This kind of question is not easy? A rabbit has four feet and a chicken has two feet, so there are a total of...twelve? No...Sixteen? No...Twenty?"

Lao Zheng didn't speak, standing quietly in the distance, looking at Wang Wenjian peacefully.

Wang Wenjian's face suddenly turned red, and cold sweat rolled off his forehead.

Damn, how many rabbits and chickens are there?

He put his hands behind his back and kept breaking his fingers, as if he hoped it would help the frantic calculations he was doing in his heart. However, the more you count, the less you can calculate the result, and the less you can calculate the result, the more panicked you are, and you don't even remember how many heads and feet are on the subject.

Wang Wenjian quietly swept the piece of paper that he had thrown on the ground with the corner of his eye. Although it did not fall very far, he always felt that it seemed to be separated from him by a whole galaxy-just now he threw away the paper so smartly, should he now bend down by himself Did you pick up the paper?

Absolutely not! This vulgar porter is just watching! How can you do such a downfall?

But... I really don’t remember how many heads there are on the top and how many feet there are on the bottom!

Wang Wenjian scolded Li Xin in his heart: What kind of strange question is this? Why do you want to keep the rabbit and chicken in the same cage? Why only count the head and feet? You count the combs, the beaks, and the ears. If it is not good to count, you have to count the heads and feet? If you let me know which idiot did this kind of thing, you have to beat him up!

Old Zheng watched Wang Wenjian's face blushing and white, and said in his heart: "The prince said it is really great! A piece of paper can cure this stupor like this!" His originally gloomy mood followed Wang Wenjian's gloomy expression. But it gradually turned into a sunny day, if it hadn't been for his superior self-control, he might already be laughing.

No way, it's so cool.

Wang Wenjian saw that the concierge’s eyes flickered, and he was keenly aware that there seemed to be a faint sneer in it, and he even scolded Lao Zheng in his heart, even more scolded than Li Xin and the one who shut the chicken and the rabbit. An idiot in a cage is even worse.

But it's useless to scold you, you still have to do questions.

Wang Wenjian hesitated for a while, and snorted coldly: "I was careless just now, there was something I didn't see clearly, I want to see it again!" As he said, he bent down, picked up the piece of paper, and blew the dust on it.

Old Zheng watched Wang Wenjian's performance silently, as calm as watching a fool make a fool.

Cui Wenyuan stood silently and swallowed. He didn't take Li Xin's question seriously. After Wang Wenjian finished answering the question, he immediately followed his example, threw away the pieces of paper, and quickly stated his plan for the answer.

After Wang Wenjian read the question, he silently tried to figure it out, thinking it would not be difficult to get the answer. However, the result was beyond his expectation-he felt a little pain in his brain, and he couldn't count the number of rabbits and chickens. Obviously, Wang Wenjian is the same, he has no clue at all.

What exactly is going on? Why is Chu Wang's topic so weird? Is it so difficult?

Cui Wenyuan squeezed the paper in his hand, and suddenly felt something wrong.

Wang Wenjian stared at his question for a long while, his face didn't improve anymore, but the cold sweat on his back grew more and more.

Old Zheng Yin and Yang said weirdly: "Don't read it, there is no answer written on it. Can this young man figure out the answer?"

"You!" Wang Wenjian was trembling with anger. He couldn't say anything to refute, so he snorted heavily, and said with an urn: "This question is interesting, I have to think about it again. Brother Cui, it's better to take a look. How is your question? Come on, or you should answer it first!"

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