He Yu was still thinking about how to compete with him, but when he heard about arithmetic, he asked with a strange look on his face: "Are you sure? Didn't the teacher tell you that I have been studying arithmetic since I was a child? Don't cry when the time comes."
The little fat boy patted his chest and said, "Didn't the teacher tell you that I'm good at arithmetic? Don't cry when the time comes!"
Master He stood aside and listened to their conversation. He fell silent after hearing this. He really didn't know that the young prince was so good at arithmetic.
He only knew that the little prince would never forget what he saw, could recite what he heard, and could use what he recited.
And have the world in mind and a heart of universal love.
He Yu twitched his lips, but didn't say anything sarcastic.
But the expression on his face said it all.
The little fat boy was also confident. While making harsh remarks, he found a pen for himself: "I am a young teacher. I have taught many powerful apprentices. My teacher Shang is also my apprentice."
When he spoke, the teacher came and went, and it was difficult to tell the difference between the teacher and the apprentice.
People who don't understand really don't know what he means.
He Yu looked at his butt sticking up into the air and snorted coldly.
She just knows how to show off her cuteness, but he doesn't buy it.
He Yu felt much better when he thought that the baby would be made to cry by him soon.
But after all, he is older, so he won't kick someone when he is down.
Master He watched the fat baby writing on the paper stroke by stroke and asked curiously, "What is your highness doing?"
The little fat boy pretended to blow on the paper and said seriously, "This is my second time competing with others. I want to invite everyone to come to the scene."
1002 starry eyes, saying my baby is awesome, praising the fat baby so much that the corners of his mouth are pressed down harder than AK.
The fat little boy with a grin raised his hand: "Jia San~"
This time the son stopped calling him brother, because he knew that Master He was next to him, and if he heard him calling someone else brother, he would say a lot.
In a moment, Jia San opened the curtain and bowed outside: "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
The little ball tripped over his left foot and hugged his legs (wearing too many clothes): "This is for everyone~"
Jia San agreed without hesitation, but before turning around and leaving, he gave He Yu a cold look.
He Yu noticed this gaze, pursed her lips and said nothing.
You really can't afford to offend the emperor in your family.
The emperor has been in a state of leisure these days. There is a pile of secret letters on the table, but he doesn't read any of them.
There were only some memorials of greeting, some indirect requests for him to return to the capital as soon as possible, and some questions from the Empress Dowager.
The emperor casually replied to the empress dowager's letter, then drank tea and read a book in the carriage.
The lazy and noble man leaned casually on the side, looking indescribably comfortable and elegant.
With her slender fingertips, she picked up a copy of "Food Records" and read it with great interest. Upon closer inspection, she saw several storytelling books lying beside her.
When Jia San saw this scene, he paused for a moment, then bowed as if nothing had happened and handed over a piece of paper.
When His Majesty saw the wrinkled paper, he was disgusted and said, "You little rascal."
One eye and ten lines.
"Father and mother, Yu'er and Senior Brother are competing in arithmetic. Please come and watch."
The emperor turned the paper over and over and said, "You little uneducated boy, you have read so many books, but you still don't know whether your name is Yu'er or Yu'er."
Wu Zhonghe heard this from outside the carriage and poked his head in, saying with a smile, "No matter what, Your Majesty still loves me in his heart."
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly but remained silent.
Emperor Mingxi looked at Jia San, who was standing there with his head bowed, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Jia San told everything about the friction between He Yu and the fat boy.
The emperor remained silent, and the air seemed to be stagnant.
Manager Wu, who had been smiling just now, bent his waist and lowered his eyebrows.
The emperor said, "My son has let this matter go. I will not interfere."
Then he put the cup down. A crisp sound was heard, and the emperor said to Wu Zhonghe expressionlessly, "Send someone to clean it up."
Wu Zhonghe: "...if you feel bad for your son, just tell him directly."
I thought so in my heart, but I bowed even lower: "Yes."
Having served His Majesty for so many years, he already knew that when the Emperor was angry, it was best for others not to speak too much.
The emperor, with a face that was even colder than ice and snow, went to where the little fat boy was. But halfway through, his face was filled with a hint of anger: "Can you cry? Eat people, give birth to children, huh -"
Everyone: Trembling.
The emperor gritted his teeth, his eyes showing both anger and laughter. "You little bastard, I'll settle the score with you later."
Everyone arrived, young and old gathered together.
The arithmetic contest between the chubby teacher and the disdainful boy He Yu officially begins.
As the middleman, Master He first explained the whole story.
Then he described the written test rules again.
The arithmetic problems this time are all set by the other party, and the problems must be ones that I can do.
There are ten questions in total, and the duration is one hour.
Since Emperor Mingxi was present, He Yu did not dare to make sarcastic remarks.
I obediently took the paper and went to do the questions.
Once you start, you will be immersed in this ocean of knowledge, where every sentence seems to contain a mystery.
The questions asked by the little fat boy involved knowledge about gap product, summing high-order arithmetic progressions, and finding the length of an arc. (1 If there are any bugs, please ignore them. This is from Mengxi Bi Tan)
In this era, there may be people who have touched upon this kind of knowledge, such as He Yu, who is indeed a true genius.
In terms of talent, he is even better than Shang Ling.
However, with the development of society, arithmetic is not taken seriously in this world, although there are also brilliant works.
But the literary world felt that arithmetic was not worthy of being accepted by the public, but He Yu did not think so.
So at the tender age of twelve, he had already grasped some of the tricks and could even summarize some vague formulas on his own.
However, since it was his first time encountering these arithmetic operations, even though he had some understanding of the concepts, he found it difficult to solve them in such a short time.
But He Yu did not give up. He did not put down his pen until Master He stopped him.
He Yu looked at the little guy who was doing it with ease and asked, "Can you do all these?"
The little fat boy quickly tore off a piece of paper, wrote the process on it and handed it to him.
He Yu's hands were shaking as he held the paper. He thought he was a rare genius, but he couldn't even beat a four-year-old child. Who was he?
Seeing him crying and laughing, with a crazy look on his face, the little fat boy was scared: "I can only do this after I learn it. You will definitely be better than me after you learn it."
Facing his sincere eyes, He Yu didn't believe it at all.
The fact that he could study anywhere must mean that he is gifted.
He Yu stood up, walked to the little fat boy, and prostrated himself: "Your Highness, please teach me!"
A wise man is a teacher, He Yu can take on and let go.
Besides, he didn't really hate the little fat boy, he just felt unwilling to do so.
Now that the little fat boy has demonstrated his strength, the praise is not just flattery, but fact.
Master He was very pleased to see that He Yu had finally let it go. He just wanted the two disciples to resolve their conflict, but he didn't expect that the eldest disciple would actually bow down in worship.
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