Chapter 523

As soon as these words were out.

There was an uproar in the Jin Luan Hall.

Zhao Yuheng was also suddenly enlightened, and everything was clear.

"So that's it; the 1360 wen is the debt generated because Zhang San spent 1330 wen on clothes and kept 30 wen in his hands. In this way, this sum of money is correct!"

"I, this prince, was deceived!"

Upon hearing this, Master Suan's face turned pale, and he looked at Gao Yang's face as if he were seeing a devil.

This Gao Yang really knew!

"Master Suan, how about it?"

Gao Yang said faintly, with a smile.

Suan Wudao's expression was complex. Although extremely unwilling, he still said, "Lord Gao, as you said, this is indeed a logic-misleading question!"

"This 1360 wen cannot be added to the 30 wen in Zhang San's hands, just because Zhang San spent 1330 wen on clothes and kept 30 wen in his hands!"

"But I haven't lost yet. As long as I can also answer the two questions you, Lord Gao, ask, then this round will be a draw! Now, please, Lord Gao, teach me!"

Suan Wudao took a deep breath and looked at Gao Yang with a solemn expression.

Gao Yang's attainments in mathematics far exceeded his imagination, even far exceeding his own, but if he lost today, he couldn't afford the price, so he still wanted to fight for it.

What if he won?

Seeing this, Lu Zhen couldn't hold back anymore.

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to walk toward Suan Wudao.

Even if he were scolded by Wu Zhao today, he would punch Suan Wudao's head to pieces. This guy was simply too shameless and had no integrity as a scholar.

A little rice on a chessboard, and he couldn't afford to lose?

Let alone Lu Zhen, even the Chu mission, along with Chu Ningyu, didn't make a sound.

Once this matter spread, it would be truly ugly.

But they had no choice and could only bite the bullet and make trouble.

Just as Lu Zhen was about to act, Gao Yang grabbed him.

"Old General Lu, guests are guests!"

"When two countries exchange skills, one should naturally have grace!"

Lu Zhen stared, as if he had seen a ghost. He scanned Master Zhou and Master Zhuang, whose bodies were almost cold on the ground, and found it hard to believe that this was something Gao Yang could say.

This is called "guests are guests, one should naturally have grace"?

Gao Yang looked at Master Suan and said faintly, "Master Suan, this official won't ask two questions either; I will just ask one!"

"If you, Master Suan, can answer it within half an hour, don't even talk about a draw; this official will admit defeat directly, considering it as you clearing it up for me. After all, chessboard rice-placing—how much grain can that require?"

Following Gao Yang's voice, Suan Wudao's eyes lit up.

He said excitedly: "Lord Gao, is this true?"

"A gentleman's word is his bond; what this official says is naturally true!"

"Then please, Lord Gao, teach me!"

Master Suan was excited, his heart extremely agitated.

But there was no joy in Chu Ningyu's eyes; on the contrary, they were filled with solemnity, and she felt a heaven-sized crisis coming.

If Gao Yang had asked a question directly, she wouldn't have been this panicked, but Gao Yang had changed two questions into one and promised that as long as Master Suan answered it, Suan Wudao would win.

Why would a poison strategist do such an uncertain thing?

Even if there was a 99% chance of success, she felt Gao Yang wouldn't take the risk, unless—it was a 100% chance!

Chu Ningyu's heart was tense to the extreme, and she was extremely curious about what this math question of Gao Yang's was!

Gao Yang looked at Chu Ningyu, his eyes full of profound meaning.

"When this official was young, I once saw someone planting trees. There weren't many trees—twenty in total—but the area was that big, so I was thinking about a math problem at the time!"

"If in a fixed area, the space is large enough, but there are only twenty trees, if you plant four trees per row, how many rows can you plant at most?"

"This official was too stupid and thought about it for many years, but still had no answer. Today, since Master Suan is here, please clear it up for this official!"

As soon as Gao Yang said this, the officials in the Jin Luan Hall were all stunned.

Chu Ningyu was also surprised.

Gao Yang was so confident, and the question he was 100% sure of looked so ordinary: in an area, there are twenty trees, four trees per row, how many rows can you plant at most...

In her view, this tree-planting problem was not even as good as Suan Wudao's chicken-and-rabbit cage problem!

Wrong!

Absolutely wrong!

This question must have some mystery; it couldn't be this simple!

Chu Ningyu concluded in her heart and tried to deduce it in her mind.

The officials also stared at Gao Yang, their gazes filled with suspicion.

Clearly, this question also made them unable to believe it.

"What is difficult about this question?"

"I already have the answer!"

Seeing everyone silent, Wang Zhong said directly.

"May I ask Old General Wang, what is your answer?" Gao Yang asked.

Wang Zhong scanned everyone and said directly, "Five rows!"

"Twenty trees, four per row, all lined up horizontally—that's five rows. What is difficult about this?"

But as soon as his words rang out, Suan Wudao's expression changed drastically.

His old, murky eyes revealed intense disbelief, and he instantly staggered back a few steps and sat on the ground.

"No, wrong!"

"Graphics, symmetry, and arrangement!"

"Gao Yang, where did you get these questions?"

Master Suan's voice was filled with terror, as if he were about to collapse.

This change instantly caught the officials off guard.

Wang Zhong was even more bewildered. What was the situation with Suan Wudao, why did he sit on the ground, and why did he look like he had lost three of his seven souls?

"How is this not five rows?"

Wang Zhong asked, puzzled.

At this time, Shangguan Wan'er's head buzzed. She also realized the difficulty of this tree-planting problem. She looked at Gao Yang with shock, her beautiful eyes full of astonishment.

"Old General Wang, five rows is too few!"

"It is definitely more than five rows!"

Wang Zhong subconsciously asked, "Since it's not five rows, how many rows can there be at most?"

But when this question was asked, Shangguan Wan'er shook her head directly.

"This, I don't know either."

"The amount of calculation for this question is simply too huge, and as the number of rows increases, the constraints become stricter, even involving various graphics and symmetry!"