"Master, please tell me the correct answer..."
Wang Dingjue knelt in front of Zhao Hao. Looking at his disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, it was no wonder that his brother thought he was crazy.
Wang Xijue hurriedly reminded him in a low voice: "Brother, you two are of the same generation..."
"Go away. I don't have a brother like you." Wang Dingjue had suffered inhuman torture in the past two days. He was pierced with needles by a witch, had incense ash water poured into his mouth by a Taoist priest, and was whipped by a shaman. He felt humiliated to death.
Moreover, this humiliation actually came from his dearest elder brother, which made Wang Dingjue even more unacceptable. He glared at Wang Xijue with blazing eyes and said:
"Wang Xijue, I will never forgive you in my life!"
"This, this..." Wang Xijue made his brother blush, rubbing his hands awkwardly and said, "If you act like this, anyone would think you're crazy."
"How am I crazy? Didn't I tell you that I'm fine and sober? I've never been so clear-headed before?" Wang Dingjue asked angrily.
"No madman would admit that he is crazy..." Wang Xijue muttered softly. He was a bit naive and didn't know how to talk to his brother at this time.
Naturally, Wang Dingjue became more and more angry. His eyes were red like a bull, and he was about to jump up and fight him.
Zhao Hao originally wanted to watch the show. After all, Wang Xijue's comedy was an important pastime for the people during the Long Wan period.
Now the protagonist is right in front of you, giving a wonderful performance. You can’t miss this opportunity.
However, seeing that the comedy was turning into an ethical tragedy, he had no choice but to say to Wang Xijue, "Bring the book here."
These words were more effective than the red cloth. They immediately diverted Wang Dingjue's attention and he looked at Zhao Hao with excitement on his face.
"What book?" Wang Xijue was stunned, then he slapped his head and said, "Oh, you mean the book about monsters..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Wang Dingjue and Eryang showing murderous eyes, so he had to quickly change his words and said, "This is just a glimpse, this is just a glimpse."
"You won't destroy it, will you?" Zhao Hao asked. Usually in such large-scale rituals, there will be a step to burn unclean things.
"No, no, I just burned the talismans he wrote. The book is still well preserved." Wang Dingjue called the butler and brought a wooden box covered with talismans.
"Uncle, you are really willing to invest so much money." Hua Shuyang couldn't help but sneer when he saw this. He knew that those talismans were said to contain magical powers and were priced by the piece.
"Oh, what's the point of money? Isn't it all for his early recovery so that he won't miss the imperial examination?" Wang Xijue looked at his brother helplessly, like a parent who didn't understand him. In fact, if the imperial examination wasn't approaching, he wouldn't be so nervous.
Wang Dingjue just tilted his head and snorted.
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Wang Xijue tore open the talisman, took out the key, and took out a sealed wooden box from it.
Zhao Hao and others could see clearly that on the seal were written "Om Ma Ni Pa Mi Hum". They couldn't help but twitch their lips. This Old Wang was practicing Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
"This is just desperate, I'm thinking, seek help from more than one doctor, there will always be a solution."
Wang Xijue awkwardly opened the seal and took out the sealed book "A First Glimpse of Geometry".
As soon as Wang Dingjue saw the book "Geometry First Glimpse", he immediately became excited. He jumped up from the ground like a cat, took the book in his hand, then jumped back to kneel in front of Zhao Hao, turned to one of the pages, raised it high above his head and said:
"Teacher, this question is too difficult, I can't do it!"
Zhao Hao took the book and looked at it. It was Proposition 11 of Volume 2. The original question was "Can a given line segment be cut so that the area of the rectangle formed by it and a small line segment is equal to the area of the square with the remaining line segment as the side?"
Of course, in order to conform to the habits of the literati, Zhao Hao deliberately changed the classical Chinese and replaced the letters with the twelve heavenly stems such as '甲、乙、丙、丁'.
Zhao Hao smiled slightly and couldn't help but praise: "It's hard to see this, it can be said to be rare."
This is said sincerely.
"I am a foolish student. I was confused about many of the previous questions, but this one is the most fascinating to me." Wang Dingjue said with a troubled look on his face:
"I always felt that this dividing point was mysterious, and I fell into it without realizing it."
"Yes, this point is the so-called golden section point." Zhao Hao laughed and said to his apprentice, "Who of you can deduce it for him?"
Wang Wuyang immediately raised his hand first.
Hua Shuyang was a step slower, so he reluctantly withdrew his hand, helped his senior brother spread the paper, and took out a ruler and pencil from his treasure bag...
Because the writing brush could not be used to draw with a ruler, Zhao Hao wanted to invent a pencil. But the students understood what he meant and did not dare to remind the teacher directly. Instead, they bought a box and quietly placed it on his desk. Only then did Zhao Hao know that pencils had already existed in the Ming Dynasty.
Wang Wuyang told him that this thing is called "lead tablet", which is made of graphite powder and glue, and can be used directly for writing. In the sutras handed down from the Tang and Song dynasties, a kind of boundary line called "black silk bar" is often seen, which is drawn with a pencil.
It was just because it was not used often and Zhao Hao didn't pay attention to it, so he made a mistake.
Seeing that there were things that his master didn't understand, Eryang didn't feel disappointed. Instead, he felt closer to his master.
After all, one can only worship an omniscient saint; only a flesh-and-blood human who can get confused can make people feel close to him.
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"This question is actually not difficult, but it needs to be proved based on the sixth proposition of this chapter..."
Wang Wuyang explained while drawing the diagram, and made it clear to Wang Dingjue in no time.
Even Wang Xijue, who was observing vigilantly at the side, showed a look of surprise.
After all, the beauty and pleasure contained in that ingenious and rigorous deduction process are, to some extent, no less than reading a great article or reciting a famous poem.
After Wang Wuyang finished explaining, Hua Shuyang, who could no longer hold back, grabbed the pen and ruler and continued to show off:
"In fact, we can also find this point using our ancestors' Pythagorean theorem. If you don't believe me, let's assume that the length of the leg of a right-angled triangle is twice the length of its hypotenuse. Then the sum of the hypotenuse and chord of this triangle is equal to the difference between the hypotenuse and chord plus the leg. The sum of the hypotenuse and chord is divided by the difference between the hypotenuse and chord and the leg. The problem is solved. Master, am I doing this right?"
“Oh…” Wang Dingjue suddenly realized and said excitedly, “I was wondering if this point was mysterious? It turns out that it has a different origin from the Pythagorean theorem, but is still in the Pythagorean theorem!”
In fact, Zhao Hao also wanted to say "Oh" because this solution outside the textbook was the first time he heard of it.
But considering his dignity as a teacher, he could only pretend to be profound and nod slightly to indicate that Hua Shuyang did a good job and was right.
Alas, there is no other way. Being a teacher to a genius student is boring, guilty, and easy to hurt one's self-esteem...
"Now do you understand why our master only gave us the propositions but not the derivation process? He was afraid of restricting our thinking." Seeing Zhao Hao nod, Hua Shuyang's face flushed with excitement, and he shouted excitedly: "Our master is asking us to break free from the rules and learn to think independently!"
Zhao Hao had no choice but to continue nodding. In fact, he was just deliberately setting a trap for people to jump into...
"Yes, this is all Master's painstaking effort!" Wang Wuyang also nodded heavily and said, "This is the spirit of science, the quality that Master's disciples must possess!"
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