Chapter 87: The Fastest Time to Finish Reading the Book of Documents

The long sword was drawn from the scabbard, the blade shining with cold light!

Chen Qingshan stood with her sword, her breath cold.

Seeing this, the troublemakers didn't dare to move forward.

At this time, the four servants of the Xie mansion and the commandery school disciples led by Liu Zhao and Yu Yuling also rushed to the front of the stage, forming a human wall to prevent anyone from rushing onto the stone platform again.

Xie Xinghan said loudly: "The Prince is here! Anyone who takes advantage of the chaos to fight or make trouble will be arrested! Handed over to the Prince for disposal!"

The Prince of Badong originally wanted to "hide" and watch the show, but was pointed out by Xie Xinghan in public. He glanced at Xie Xinghan and smiled lightly: "This girl has many tricks." Then he raised his hand in annoyance.

Kong Zhangyu saw the situation and quickly stepped forward a few steps, shouting: "Don't be chaotic! Everyone go back to their seats! Whoever moves again will be severely punished!"

At this time, two more exclamations erupted from the crowd surrounding Lu Lao:

"Master is awake!"

"Lu Lao is still alive!"

The disciples who wanted to avenge their teacher before rushed off the stage to see their teacher, and those who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to beat Wang Yang didn't dare to move anymore, and they all scattered like birds and beasts.

Hearing that Lu Huan was fine, Wang Yang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lu Lao! Speak, I'm listening!" Xu Bozhen leaned in front of Lu Huan.

Lu Huan's lips were purple, trembling slightly, his voice intermittent: "This child... talented and unrestrained, far surpassing me... with such a seed of reading, the world... is fortunate..."

After speaking, he fainted.

The disciples didn't care about the discussion or the Prince, and rushed to send their teacher to the medical center.

With Lu Huan leaving the venue, the next things were a bit difficult to handle.

According to the rules, the three Du Jiang discuss and decide the winner. Now that Lu Huan is missing, there is a flaw in the procedure.

And according to the original order, the discussion still had the second and third rounds, then mutual questioning, Du Jiang questioning, and finally victory or defeat could be decided. But Wang Yang directly denied the entire ancient text school in the first round! With his own strength, he swept the whole venue! Even the three Du Jiang were among those swept! This follow-up procedure could not be carried out.

So whether from the actual situation or Lu Huan's words before leaving, Wang Yang was undoubtedly the winner.

But the problem now is that neither Xu Bozhen nor Shen Linsi is willing to rule that Wang Yang won.

Because once it is determined that Wang Yang won, it expresses that they also recognize that the *Ancient Text Book of Documents* is a forged book. Then their decades of research on the *Ancient Text Book of Documents* would all become a joke? Wouldn't the monographs written in the past all become waste paper?!

Of course, it's not all such utilitarian factors. Even from an academic perspective, determining that the *Ancient Text Book of Documents* is a forgery is a huge matter. You can't just accept Wang Yang's conclusion after he talks about it.

Although it sounds very reasonable, specific details still need to be examined and pondered. Both old gentlemen have studied the *Ancient Text Book of Documents* for a lifetime, and neither is willing to accept Wang Yang's conclusion so rashly.

But to say that they would hard-judge Wang Yang to lose, the two old gentlemen didn't have such thick faces.

People debated against all the Confucian scholars alone, and the three Du Jiang went down to the field together, but were all refuted to the point of being speechless. In front of so many people, how could they be embarrassed to say that people lost the discussion? Even if they didn't want their faces, they couldn't convince the public!

Not wanting to judge him to win, and not being able to judge him to lose, they fell into a silent and strange stalemate.

The cavalry guard leader Wang Chongtian had always been narrow-minded and still hated the loss of face in the market that day. He knew that the Prince favored the Prince's Academy. At this time, his eyes turned, and he leaned over to the Prince of Badong and said:

"Your Highness, why not use the absence of the Du Jiang as an excuse to announce that the result of this discussion is pending, or simply invalidate it..."

The Prince of Badong laughed: "Those two old guys want face, does the Prince not want it?" He loosened his muscles and bones, looked at Wang Yang, and asked: "What is that you are holding in your hand? A fan?"

No one expected that on such an occasion, the first sentence the Prince of Badong said to Wang Yang was this!

Of course, this question from the Prince happened to be in the hearts of many young students at the scene!

Their concern for this question even exceeded victory or defeat!

Wang Yang was happy in his heart. He had originally designed several bridges to introduce the origin of the fan, but now with the Prince's inquiry, it saved trouble.

"This fan is called a folding fan. I bought it from 'Good Friend Studio' on the west side of the Jingzhou market. It is said that only this store in the world sells it, and it is the invention of a hermit expert. That hermit also wrote a small poem when he invented this thing:

Don't want a thousand-gold fur, don't be a marquis of ten Battalion Commander. A hundred years is like a dream, this thing is the most romantic!

I thought it was interesting at the time, so I bought one to play with in my spare time, and it is indeed interesting. It's just that the price is not cheap, ten thousand coins each, and there are only ten in the whole Good Friend Studio."

The corner of Xie Xinghan's mouth moved slightly, the arc subtle.

The Prince of Badong said to Kong Zhangyu: "Go, tell someone to buy a few back."

Kong Zhangyu immediately explained it.

Those students with wealthy families in the venue also sent their respective attendants.

Wang Yang felt secretly refreshed!

He had specifically asked the shopkeeper to make a distinction among the thirty folding fans, wanting ten black-handled ones and twenty original wood-colored handles, and set a price difference of two thousand coins.

If he had said there were thirty at the beginning, the Prince might not have been so interested, and the panic buying effect would definitely not be as good as it is now.

After the Prince of Badong finished ordering the fans, he returned to the topic and said to everyone: "It's meaningless to drag it on like this. How about this, Wang... what's his name?"

Kong Zhangyu reminded: "Wang Yang."

"Right, Wang Yang, the Prince will give you a topic. If you can answer it correctly, the winner of this discussion is you. If you can't answer it correctly, then we'll talk about it, how about that?"

Wang Yang thought "not how," I clearly won, but still came to this set.

But the Prince is not an object that can be reasoned with, so Wang Yang had to bow: "Please give the topic, Your Highness."

"Okay, okay, let me think..."

Everyone knew that the Prince of Badong liked martial arts and didn't like learning, so they were all curious about what kind of topic he could ask.

The Prince of Badong thought for a while, slapped his thigh and said: "Got it! You say, how long does it take to read this *Ancient Text Book of Documents* the fastest?"

Everyone was stunned.

What kind of topic is this?

The key is that there is no standard answer!

How to judge right or wrong?

Most people felt that the Prince of Badong was too absurd, while a few suspected that the Prince wanted to favor the Prince's Academy, so he asked such an unreasonable topic. At that time, right or wrong would be explained by the Prince himself? You say it takes two hours to read it the fastest, and the Prince says you are wrong, and it can be faster, what can you do?

Anyway, this kind of question has no objective basis, and if the Prince says you are wrong, you are wrong.

Liu Zhao, Xie Xinghan, and others were worried when they saw this scene.

Wang Yang closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened them and said: "The fastest takes the blink of an eye."

All the Confucian scholars were stunned!

The Prince of Badong was also confused!

He originally asked a question casually for fun, but didn't expect this person to answer more casually than he asked!

I can be casual, but you can't.

The Prince of Badong's face sank: "You can read it in the blink of an eye? Are you playing with the Prince?"

Liu Zhao saw the Prince's face and was extremely worried, thinking that Wang Yang's personality was both serious and humorous, and he often did presumptuous and casual things. If it were normal, it would be fine, but this Prince acted recklessly and without restraint. If he really angered him, it would not be easy to end.

Xie Xinghan secretly thought of several countermeasures.

As for Wang Chongtian and Liu Cheng, they were naturally very happy, wishing that Wang Yang would anger the Prince.

Wang Yang said: "I am telling the truth, how dare I play with the Prince?"

The Prince of Badong's face sank even more: "Read it now! I want to see how you read it in the blink of an eye!"

Wang Yang said quickly in the blink of an eye: "Ancient Text Book of Documents."

Then he looked at the Prince of Badong: "Finished reading."

Prince of Badong:???

Everyone:???

After a moment of silence, the Prince of Badong laughed out loud!

The crowd who were holding back their laughter followed suit. ===== CHAPTER 88 =====