The wife of the Marquis of Pingyang also bowed and said, "Your Majesty, what the Princess said is very true. As the saying goes: knowing is knowing, knowing is knowing. Miss Song is so careless. How can we convince the public if such a person is appointed as a doctor?"
"Your Majesty, we surrender."
"Yes, Your Majesty, my son is studying in the Imperial Academy. Recently, when he comes home, he often talks like he is reciting scriptures, saying that he is reciting the multiplication table.
Your Majesty, since ancient times, I have only heard that poems and articles need to be memorized. Does this mean that you need to memorize them when you study? Could it be that Miss Song is deliberately being mysterious and trying to deceive us? ”
Cui Zixuan listened to the discussions of the crowd, and a weight of relief finally fell from her heart.
As long as Song Jinxiu becomes the focus of public criticism, it will be her chance to stand out.
The queen glanced at the people who were talking, then looked at Song Jinxiu, who was calm and composed with a slightly raised corner of her mouth. He cleared his throat and said:
"Song Aiqing, please write down your calculation method, so as to stop the gossips."
"I obey your order." Song Jinxiu said, and Eunuch Hai quickly handed over the pen and ink.
The emperor looked at everyone and said, "Today, I will let you ladies see the elegance of my Cangwu Chief Doctor of Mathematics!"
Everyone: Your Majesty, aren’t you too blindly confident? Do you really believe that Dr. Song can bring honor to you?
The princess narrowed her eyes: My brother is so confident, could it be that Song Jinxiu is right?
She glanced at Cui Zixuan, only to see that Cui Zixuan's eyes were flickering and she looked anxious.
"Miss Cui, is this answer correct?" she asked sharply.
Cui Zixuan forced herself to remain calm and said, "Princess, although I haven't figured out the answer to this question yet, Miss Song must be right."
At this time, Song Jinxiu had already started writing the steps to solve the problem. When she heard this, she raised her head and asked, "Miss Cui already knows the answer, so on what basis do you say my answer is correct?"
Cui Zixuan said sternly: "Because you calculated too quickly. As far as I know, there is no question that can be answered by simply calculating. You are obviously making it up. How can it be right?"
Song Jinxiu glanced at her with a half-smile, "Ignorance."
"you……"
The Princess of Danyang County said angrily, "Your Majesty, she must have guessed it right. How can you guess when it comes to mathematics?"
"Can you try to guess one for me?" Song Jinxiu glanced at them and made the final decision.
Eunuch Hai hurried over happily, helped blow dry the ink, and then presented it to the Empress and Princess Dong for their review.
I saw that the steps of solving the problem were clearly written on the surface, and even the idea of solving the problem was clear at a glance.
The paper read: "Day 1, through the wall: 1+1=2 (feet), remaining: 5-2=3 (feet)
The next day, through the wall: 1×2＋1÷2＝2.5 (feet), remaining: 3－2.5＝0.5 (feet)
Meeting time on the third day: 0.5÷(1×2×2＋1÷2÷2)＝0.5÷(4＋0.25)＝0.5÷4.25＝2/17 (days)
2/17 days ≈ one hour, three quarters of an hour and one quarter of an hour
Wall penetration distance: Mouse: 1+2+4×(2/17)=59/17 (chi)≈3.47 (chi), which is 3 feet 4 inches 7
Little mouse: 1 + 1/2 + 1/4 × (2/17) = 26/17 (chi) ≈ 1.53 (chi), which is one foot and five inches.
The princess understood what was going on and snorted coldly, "You are just playing tricks. Whether it is right or not, you should ask Miss Cui to calculate it and you will know."
The emperor also had only a vague understanding of what was going on, but he was confident in Song Jinxiu's love for him, and said in a low voice, "Miss Cui, it's okay."
Cui Zixuan started counting on the abacus.
At this time, the emperor said, "Post the steps of Mr. Song's solution to this problem so that people can observe and learn."
Eunuch Hai said, "Yes, I will order someone to do it right away."
The emperor's move undoubtedly acknowledged that Song Jinxiu was right.
Cui Zixuan felt her face burning, and her hands that were using the abacus trembled.
She bit her lip to calm herself down, and then the sound of the abacus began again.
Let you be proud for a while. When she figures out the real result, I wonder what Your Majesty will say. How can Song Jinxiu have the nerve to be a doctor of mathematics?
snort! The title of Doctor of Mathematics should be mine!
Everyone just looked at her flying fingers and cast admiring and envious glances at her.
Song Jinxiu took a look and thought that this disciple had indeed made a good plan. It was a pity that the light of a firefly could not compete with the brilliance of the sun and the moon.
With my five years of literary background, how dare a mere disciple of Xuantian Sect challenge me?
Along with the sound of Cui Zixuan's abacus, Chen Yaer's clear voice was heard.
"Ms. Song, although you are a PhD in mathematics, today is a class at the Imperial College. We are here to appreciate the chrysanthemums, so we should recite poems and write couplets. I am worthy of this beautiful scenery. I would like to challenge Dr. Song to a poetry contest. Do you know if Dr. Song dares to accept the challenge?"
She just didn't believe that a person who was proficient in mathematics could have the energy to compose poetry?
Today I came prepared. I want to win the title of the queen in front of the emperor and empress, and I want to step on Song Jinxiu under my feet.
Song Jinxiu smiled at everyone's excited expressions and said, "Why dare you? Do you know how to answer poems?"
Tian Yuanyuan said anxiously: "Sister Song, you have to agree to her conditions."
Song Jinxiu smiled and comforted her, "Don't be nervous, Sister Tian. What can a mere poem do to me?"
"Oh, what a nice tone. Let's have a poetry contest. If Dr. Song loses, you can slap yourself in the face for what you said today, okay?"
"Wow!"
There was a gasp from the crowd.
"Isn't this too vicious? Chen Yaer is a girl of the same grade. If she competes in poetry, can Dr. Song win?"
"Yeah, I guess Dr. Song is going to regret saying that this time."
"So, no matter what time, you should be careful when speaking. Now that she has said it, she will be laughed at if she regrets it."
Song Jinxiu smiled and asked, "What if you lose?"
"How could I lose?" Chen Yaer looked at Song Jinxiu and said, "If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me."
Song Jinxiu smiled and shook her head. "Why should I punish you? If you lose, you can use your Zuixian Restaurant on East Street as a bet. I wonder if Miss Chen can make the decision?"
The cooperation with Beirong is progressing smoothly. Unless something unexpected happens, Beirong's long-tailed sheep will soon be on the tables of Cangwu people.
Her mutton hotpot restaurant just happened to be unopened.
Cui Zixuan glanced at her grandmother.
The wife of Marquis Pingyang nodded. After all, it was just a bet, and her granddaughter would lose, so what could happen?
Cui Zixuan said: "Okay, I agree."
Song Jinxiu nodded. She was afraid that she would default on the debt, as the emperor and empress were both there!
The eldest princess said: "Since it is a competition, then let's ask the first question."
The emperor looked at the chrysanthemums in the garden and said, "Then let's make it the theme of chrysanthemums."
This question sounds like an easy one.
Come to the chrysanthemum banquet, who will prepare a few chrysanthemum poems?
The emperor's preference for Song Jinxiu is too obvious.
The eldest princess smiled and said: It doesn't matter, there is only one poem to decide the winner, and her topic is still to come!
The maid spread out paper and ground ink, and soon Song Jinxiu and Chen Yaer had finished writing their poems.
All the grass has withered and all the trees have died, only the light inside and outside the fence can be seen. Look at the whistling frosty wind, a bit of autumn gold that has been tempered into steel.
It is vulgar to build a jade hall, and it is bright to live in a thatched cottage. The spring breeze blooms peach and plum blossoms, nothing compares to the fragrance of the proud chrysanthemums.
It turned out to be a perfect match.
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