Chapter 658: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 18
Chu Tuo thought about it carefully and found that the other party's wording was indeed - "If someone in Meng Country can answer the questions in the letter tonight..."
With his retreat blocked, Chu Tuo's face turned pale. He looked at the people below the stairs again:
"Do you really have no opinions?"
He spoke each word clearly and his voice was cold and stern. People with weak psychological endurance did not dare to look up at him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
In the dead silence, some sounds that shouldn't be there seem particularly abrupt.
“Hey…”
The crisp sound of cracking melon seeds successfully attracted everyone's attention.
When Chu Tuo realized what the sound was, he slammed the table, his face darkening with rage.
“Who did this?!”
Quan Jiu didn't expect to be caught. She was stunned for a second, then calmly patted her clothes and stood up.
Seeing that it was Quan Jiu, surprise flashed in Chu Tuo's eyes, followed by even greater anger.
He was a common doctor, and he made an exception to invite him into the palace because he appreciated him. However, he did not expect that the other party was so ignorant of the rules and made a fool of himself.
Chu Tuo was about to open his mouth to punish him, but Quan Jiu spoke before him.
"Your Majesty, I, a commoner, can solve this problem."
Chu Tuo's anger suddenly died down.
He frowned and asked, "Are you serious?"
"Absolutely true."
Quan Jiu sat in a secluded corner at the back of the palace banquet. If she hadn't spoken, no one would have noticed her at all.
She walked towards the saint, stopped three steps away from the stairs, and looked at Eunuch Zhou beside her.
"Give me a pen and a piece of paper."
Eunuch Zhou woke up as if from a dream and immediately arranged for pen and paper.
Taking advantage of this gap, Quan Jiu glanced at Chen Lang's position. The other party was also looking at her, his eyes were as black as ink, deep and bottomless.
Xuanyuan Qinglan tilted her head and whispered to the guard, "Who is this?"
Guard: "This is Doctor Shen."
A look of surprise flashed across Xuanyuan Qinglan's face. He didn't expect that the man in the conical hat in front of him was the target of his trip.
Quan Jiu took the paper and pen, wrote down a line of answers in a flamboyant manner, and handed the rice paper to Xuanyuan Qinglan.
"Your Highness, you may wish to inspect it."
Xuanyuan Qinglan couldn't see her face through the veil, but she could hear her confidence from her words.
He pursed his lips, took the rice paper with half belief and half doubt, and when he saw the answer on the paper, his expression changed slightly.
He raised his eyes again and looked at Quan Jiu seriously.
It is true that this bet was made to provoke the Emperor of Chu, but the Imperial Master of Northern Qi really said those words. Anyone who can answer this question has extraordinary talent and is unparalleled in the world.
As soon as Shen Lang saw Xuanyuan Qinglan's reaction, he knew that she was right.
There was a dark light in the man's eyes, and his gaze fell on her hat, as if he was thinking about something.
"That's right."
Xuanyuan Qinglan gave the final answer.
Chu Tuo was shocked and bewildered. He thought she was just trying her luck, but he didn't expect that she could actually solve this problem...
Xuanyuan Qinglan did not hesitate to praise:
"It seems that Mengguo is indeed full of talented people. Since Divine Doctor Shen has answered the first question, please let Emperor Chu hear the second condition of our Northern Qi Kingdom."
"The conditions are very simple. As long as Your Majesty is willing to give me one grain of rice from Northern Qi on the first day, two grains of rice on the second day, four grains of rice on the third day, eight grains of rice on the fourth day, and sixteen grains of rice on the fifth day..."
If we continue to do this, giving double the amount of rice each day until we have sixty-four days, the Meng Kingdom will be able to obtain the two cities of Northern Qi."
As soon as the conditions were announced, the Minister of Revenue became excited and could not hide his excitement and joy.
Bangladesh harvests tens of millions of tons of rice every year, so giving out a few or dozens of grains every day is a piece of cake.
He was not the only one who had this idea. In the minds of most people, the two cities were already in the hands of Meng State.
Xuanyuan Qinglan completes the bet:
"If Meng stops giving Northern Qi any more rice, it will be considered a breach of contract. According to the bet, Meng will have to pay Northern Qi two cities in compensation."
After hearing this, Chu Tuo felt that this condition was too easy. He asked for the opinions of civil and military officials, and unsurprisingly, he got the support of the majority.
Quan Jiu interrupted slowly: "Your Majesty, I cannot agree to this."
Because of the first question, Chu Tuo looked at her with admiration. She refuted again, and he became more cautious and asked for advice seriously.
“Doctor Shen, why can’t you agree?”
Quan Jiu rolled his eyes silently in his heart and resisted the urge to continue eating melon seeds:
"This condition seems simple, but in the later stages, you'll need to provide a large amount of rice grains every day..."
She picked up a pen and wrote down the calculation formula on paper.
"On the 12th day, the number of rice grains needed is 2 to the 11th power, reaching over 30,000... On the 30th day, the number of rice grains needed is 2 to the 29th power, reaching a whopping 500 million..."
"Based on this calculation, by the 64th day, not only the Meng Kingdom, but even all the food in the world wouldn't be able to fill this hole."
Quan Jiu threw the pen while speaking.
In modern society, this question is just a simple middle school question.
Chu Tuo was stunned. He had no idea what a power of 2 meant. But seeing Quan Jiu's calm expression, he believed in her conclusion without a doubt...
Shen Lang frowned and listened for a while, then looked at the formula on the paper, not quite understanding it. He raised his eyes and looked at Quan Jiu again with a bit more surprise in his eyes.
The arrogance in the eyes of the Northern Qi people had long disappeared. They stared at Quan Jiu with horror, as if they were looking at a monster.
Chu Tuo's frown that had been on his face all night finally relaxed. He sat back on the dragon chair, put his hands on the armrests, and smiled.
"Third Prince, you heard it too. If you can't pass the test of Divine Doctor Shen, then I will naturally not agree."
His gaze towards Quan Jiu softened.
Xuanyuan Qinglan never thought that this trip would fail, but faced with the facts, he nodded in defeat very gracefully.
"It is a blessing for the Meng Kingdom to have such a talented person."
After protecting the two cities, Chu Tuo felt relieved. He laughed heartily, looking at Quan Jiu with great joy.
"Doctor Shen, tell me what reward you want. Based on your talent, I will appoint you as a first-rank university scholar. What do you think?"
The direct promotion from a commoner to a first-rank official was an unprecedented leap, and many officials expressed their disapproval.
The Prime Minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice. Doctor Shen is indeed talented, but promotion to the first rank is no joke. Doctor Shen has never sought an official position, so I'm afraid he can't take on this important task..."
"Yes, Your Majesty, please think twice."
Many people knelt down and saluted to stop Chu Tuo's reckless behavior.
Xuanyuan Qinglan's eyes flashed when he saw this. He coughed weakly twice and said.
"I, Northern Qi, don't mind having another Prime Minister Shen."
The prime minister has the same official position as the chancellor.
In the true sense, he is second only to one person and above everyone else.
The whole audience was shocked by his words?
Chu Tuo's face was burning, and he felt that Xuanyuan Qinglan was mocking him for not being able to treat wise people well.
"First-rank Grand Secretary, that's it."
He looked at the kneeling civil and military officials in a stern tone, his tone brooking no room for rebuttal.
The minister who had wanted to protest heard the anger in his tone and had no choice but to shut up.
"Well..."
Quan Jiu slowly raised his hand in an extremely depressing atmosphere.
"I didn't say I wanted to be an official."
...dividing line...
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