Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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PS: I'm going to work tomorrow, and Jazz will use all time codes.

Five shifts will continue tomorrow. The first one will be after twelve o'clock tonight. After tomorrow, the Jazz will try to watch four shifts a day. This is probably the biggest energy of the Jazz. After all, work is very busy.

If you can’t keep going, the Jazz will at least keep going three times a day!

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There was no sound in the Imperial College, and everyone watched the student with the best calligraphy copy the answers with the chalk provided by Fang Xing.

First, I copied Hong Bingzheng's, all of which only had two questions, so it was very quick.

But the result was disappointing for everyone.

"Why did Mr. Hong answer a question?"

"Could it be that Mr. Hong felt that his topic was too difficult, so he was merciful in order to save Fang Xing's face?"

"..."

The crowd outside was listening to the student's explanation.

"...Mr. Hong only answered one question, Fang Xing answered all of them, but didn't know what was right or wrong."

I said!

Those who bet are going crazy, wondering if Fang Xing is messing around?

"Mr. Hong is such a talent, but he only answered one question. It can be seen that Fang Xing is writing scribbles. We are determined to win!"

"Yes, let's just wait to collect the money!"

"Hey! I felt relieved when I placed the bet just now. I knew I should have placed more!"

"..."

"What about the old man who voted Fang Xing 500 taels?"

Anyone who has something good mentioned this topic, and all of a sudden everyone looked around.

"They are there!"

One pointed at a big tree and shouted. When everyone looked at it, they saw that the old man was eating with the brawny follower.

"What they eat seems to be braised pork!"

Is this about to start showing up?

"Mr. Fang has finished answering the question."

After Liang Zhong ran back and forth many times, his legs were a little soft, but he still didn't want to give up this errand to others.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly stood up and asked, "Where is Hong Bingzheng?"

Liang Zhong saw that Wanwan was frowning and looked over, and said with a heartache: "The princess is not anxious, that Hong Bingzheng only answered one question, and Mr. Fang only asked two questions."

Zhu Zhanji said with joy: "The big thing is set!"

The princess said in a puzzled way: "Zhanji, but I don't know if it's right or wrong!"

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "Brother Dehua, I understand very well. If he thinks he can't answer the question, he will never answer the question!"

When Zhu Gaochi heard the words, he stood up tremblingly, and with the support of the eunuch, said: "If this is the case, then I will deal with political affairs first."

In Zhu Di's Warm Pavilion, everyone who heard the latest news was somewhat divided.

Some people think that Fang Xing is answering the question indiscriminately, but others think that Fang Xing is well-informed.

When Zhu Di saw that today's matter was almost handled, he waved his hand and said, "Zhuqing is working hard today, let's have lunch here."

"Thank your Majesty."

Everyone wanted to know the final result, so they went back to the duty room.

As soon as he left, Yang Shiqi laughed and said, "I think that Hong Bingzheng is going to be out of luck this time!"

The official book of the Ministry of Etiquette Lu Zhen squinted his eyes and said: "Young people are eager to be bold for a while, but the ultimate success or failure depends on who gets the correct answer."

Xia Yuanji, Shangshu of the Household Department, glared at him and said, "Fang Xing, I know that there are two people in our Household Department who have studied with him, and the consequences will be actuarial when they come back. And what is Hong Bingzheng's contribution to the country?"

Lu Zhen had a narrow personality. He wanted to go back, but thought that Xia Yuanji was a strong man who even Zhu Di dared to break, so he had to bear it.

"Humph! Let's wait for the result!"

In the Imperial College, all the answers are listed on the blackboard. On the left is Fang Xing's answer, and the lonely one on the right is Hong Bingzheng's answer.

After Chen Mao saw the answers from both sides, he said, "A few professors, please go up and explain."

So the two professors who are good at arithmetic walked to the blackboard, looked at the answer of Hong Bingzheng, and said for a long time: "This answer is correct."

Of course it is correct, because Hong Bingzheng's calm face represents his confidence in this answer.

As for the remaining question, everyone was a little confused at first glance, so they looked at Hong Bingzheng sympathetically, thinking that it was too normal for him to answer.

"Which original copy did Fang Xing find for this question?"

Fang Xing just haha, did not answer.

Then came Fang Xing's answer.

A few four arithmetic questions made the two professors feel a little awkward, but after reasoning based on Fang Xing's answering process, the two wiped off their sweat and looked at each other with gaze.

The following is an opening question, this one is also a bit difficult.

Over time, the students felt that something was wrong.

"Why don't the professors give results yet?"

"Could it be that Fang Xing got lucky and answered a question correctly, so it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses?"

"Hurry up, I'm hungry."

Fang Xing looked at Hong Bingzheng in his spare time, and laughed twice from time to time, making Hong Bingzheng's smile paler.

The two professors sweated profusely on it, and finally got together and muttered.

Chen Mao's white hair was a little dazzling in the sun, and the warm sun shone on him, but he felt cold all over his body.

Hong Bingzheng, you must not drop the chain!

Fang Xing rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry, so he said to the two professors, "I said you two, should this result come out?"

The two professors looked at Chen Mao sweating profusely, and Chen Mao felt that something was wrong at this time. He slowly looked towards Fang Xing, with pleading eyes in his eyes.

What is Fang Xing doing?

"It tastes good! She is a good wife as expected."

The goods were taking out a zongzi belly from the bag, and the preserved fruit on it was clearly visible, and there were a lot of drooling sounds around for a while.

After eating the rice dumplings, seeing the two professors have been reluctant to announce the results, Fang Xing walked over impatiently, pointed to the question he had answered, and answered it out loud, without any chaos in the steps.

After answering the question, Fang Xing looked at Hong Bingzheng and smiled: "Mr. Hong, can I do everything right?"

"Mr. Hong, refute him!"

"Mr. Hong, stand up and refute him!"

"Refute him! Refute him! Refute him!..."

Seeing Fang Xing's triumphant appearance, the teachers and students who supported Hong Bingzheng were angry and shouted. Gradually, the voices gathered together and spread outside.

"What's wrong inside?"

"I don't know, but listening to this voice, Mr. Hong should have the upper hand!"

"Is that old man about to cry?"

Everyone looked at the big tree ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but found that the old man was laughing and talking with his entourage, and there was no panic at all.

"Maybe it's the money you don't care about!"

Someone said sourly. This year, five hundred taels of silver is a huge sum of money. If he had known that this old man had five hundred taels of silver, he would be confused if he said nothing.

"Refute him..."

Hearing the tsunami-like shouts from the mountain, Fang woke up, and after looking around for a week, those voices gradually disappeared.

"A loud voice does not mean it makes sense."

Fang Xing looked at these students and slowly said, "Similarly, there are many people, and it doesn't mean that you are on the side of the truth. It's more about wanting to get together for your own personal gain!"

Looking at the anger, some confusion, some who were rolling their sleeves, and some thoughtful students, Fang Xing smiled and said, "When you feel that you are the sky and you are the earth, you should have nothing. When you can’t, you’re already in danger.” (To be continued.)