Chapter XXVI Debate

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Walking on the streets of Chang'an, there are different feelings every time.

or feel at the grandeur of Chang'an City; or sigh at the things in the world; Or the confusion about where they will go in the future.

Everyone struggles in this real world, hustle and bustle with different goals every day, and that's life.

But this eldest grandson is now sighing: This time is too fast, I haven't even sighed enough that this family has arrived.

Ay! Forget it, now that you're home, what are you sighing about?

But when I got to the porter, I received an invitation.

I can't count the people I have sent to others, but this is the first time I've seen this kind of serious invitation.

The invitation is very simple and has no extra decorations, but the content on it and the person who sent it should not be underestimated.

The invitation was sent by Yan Shigu, asking the eldest grandson to go to Yan's house in Dunhuafang three days later to participate in the debate.

It was not said who was involved in the debate, nor was the subject of the debate specified.

The eldest grandson was shocked by this heavy invitation.

Three days later, the Yan family.

This Yan Shigu is a descendant of Confucius's disciple Yan Hui, and he doesn't want the Confucian family to basically live by brushing Confucius's face, but this Yan family is a real everyone.

Yan Shigu's grandfather Yan Zhitui was a famous scholar during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and Yan Shigu was not bad, but Yan Shigu's nephew was even more famous - Yan Zhenqing.

Unlike those wealthy families with intertwined relationships, the Yan family has a name, but it is not beneficial.

At this time, Yan Shigu was basically in a state of leisure because he was sitting on things, but this had nothing to do with his knowledge.

Yan Shigu's scriptures can be said to be the first at this time.

handed over the invitation, and naturally someone led the eldest grandson over.

The eldest grandson came over with Wu Jiangdong today, and Wu Jiangdong wanted to come and join in the fun.

In the main courtyard, a makeshift platform with a mat underneath it doesn't look like a debate, but more like a speech scene.

The blackboard and chalk made by Changsun Tang three days ago have spread and are placed on the side of the table in a grand manner, and Changsun Tang really wants to rush up and ask for patent fees, but considering the consequences of doing so, it is better to forget it.

This is how piracy in China spreads, and the pirated version still has the expression that I pirated your version looks up to you and gives you face.

There were already a lot of people sitting in the venue, many of them were faces from three days ago, and the eldest grandson estimated that the content of today's debate was related to the speech made three days ago.

One person saw the eldest grandson coming over, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Eldest grandson, I'm Yan Zhaofu." The person who came introduced himself first, and the eldest grandson had the impression that this person was sitting in the front row.

"I don't know what to call Master Heyan?" The eldest grandson asked.

"It's the uncle under it."

"Oh, disrespectful, disrespectful." The eldest grandson was polite.

"Today, I invited my son to come over to debate the use of this number with this student, and my uncle is in the middle, please." As he spoke, he walked inside, and the eldest grandson had no choice but to follow.

"Uncle, the eldest grandson has arrived."

A somewhat thin old man, with his hair and beard a little gray, holding a book in his hand, raised his head, and his eyes released a look like substance, so that the eldest grandson had to avoid it for a while.

"Boy, meet Master Yan." It is not strange to have many people, this is the magic weapon of the eldest grandson's chaotic life.

"Hehe, you're welcome." The thin forehead was wrinkled with a smile.

"I don't know if Master Yan called the kid over for this math matter?"

"You can be regarded as a grandmaster in this arithmetic, but this bearing is still a little insufficient, but you are young, and you have time, unlike us old men." Since you are called Yan Shi, this teacher is called a teacher without talking about your shortcomings.

"But there is a reason for this." The eldest grandson had no choice but to explain these things again.

"It's not easy." Yan Shigu frowned.

How come everyone knows that this is difficult, what about the protagonist's aura? How can anyone crush me in terms of IQ! The eldest grandson lamented in his heart.

"But looking at you like this, it shouldn't be a big problem, so I won't say more, go to my study when I leave, and get you a copy of all the books I have." This is an unexpected joy, Yan Shigu's attainments in Han history, scriptures, writing, and calligraphy are very desirable.

"It's already started outside, you go listen to it, and if you have a chance, you might as well say a few words."

Yan Shigu issued an order to expel customers, and the eldest grandson said goodbye.

There is a student in the academy who is generous and talks about the benefits of promoting numbers, which is nothing more than concise and clear.

The content of the lecture is really boring, because there are people snorting from time to time.

After a while, another person went up and retorted that the ancestors were in the clouds.

Changsun Tang was a little impatient, and went directly to the stage to interrupt the second speaker's words.

"I'm the eldest grandson, and the numbers are my suggestions, so I think I can share my views on this issue." This is a bit unconventional, usually one person finishes speaking, and the other person will come up to the stage to speak.

But since this eldest grandson has decided not to take the usual path, will he still care about other people's opinions? Wear other people's shoes and go your own way, so that you have no way out, this is the mentality of Changsun Tang at this time.

"First, the use of numbers is only a minor issue, and in order not to violate the ancestral system, we can just adopt it in books related to mathematics." This is a compromise, and there is no need to dwell on these places at this time.

"Second, the benefits of using numbers should be clear to everyone, just take writing as an example, it will be very convenient to write a million numbers in numbers."

"Third, the use of numbers will push mathematics to the next level." Some people are already dissatisfied.

"I don't object to you saying that numbers are easy to use, but what you said is too much." Many people are actually a little resentful of Sun Tang's attitude.

"In my understanding, mathematics is divided into three parts, as I said before, arithmetic still has little effect, but this equation and graph are not good, it takes up too much space." The last few words are staring at the proposer, and there are some pun entendres.

"You ......" was quickly pulled down by the person next to him.

"You have time to argue about these here, why don't you wait for my writing to find faults, doesn't it feel a little early?" Sometimes you need to be high-profile.

"Do you need to wait for my grandson to burn it for me?" This is also a poisonous tongue series.

"No, if you go home and kill yourself now, others will be able to see it when the grass grows on your grave." You're more tender than me.

The person who asked the question was momentarily angry.

At this time, the eldest grandson stood on the stage, quite a feeling of looking at all directions.

A debate ended abruptly.

Yan Zhaofu complained about this, but he didn't blame anything.