Chapter 20: Competition
One person got up, and the others followed, and the more you talked about it, the more exaggerated it became, and I didn't know who to listen to.
Everyone was fascinated by the gossip, not noticing that a new face had walked behind them, "Are you talking about me?" ”
A young man in a white brocade robe looked at everyone curiously, and when he got closer, he found that the white robe was still embroidered with dark lines.
The person concerned was in front of him, and several students who were talking about right and wrong felt embarrassed and hurriedly apologized and left.
"Why don't you go?" The man looked at Chen Ping, who was staying, and asked, "Aren't you with them?" ”
"I'm going to go to the Library Pavilion, it's not the same direction as them." As he spoke, Chen Ping shook the book in his hand at the man.
"I see, it seems that I misunderstood you." The man showed kindness, "I don't know what to call it?" ”
"Just call me Chen Ping."
"Chen Ping?" A hint of fierceness flashed in the man's eyes, "But Ye Wenchang's closed disciple Chen Ping?" ”
Seeing the man directly say Ye Lao's name, Chen Ping felt a little uncomfortable, but he still answered the man's question, "It's exactly below." ”
"Do you dare to compete with me?"
"Compare?" Chen Ping's eyes were vigilant, "Why do I want to compete with you?" ”
"Just because you are Ye Lao's disciple." The man looked Chen Ping's clothes up and down, his face showing disdain, "I don't know how you became a disciple of Ye Lao, such a down-and-out boy." ”
Chen Ping's clothes were made by Xiang's new cloth, compared to the man's brocade robe, this linen cloth is really nothing, but every stitch on it is his mother's heart for him.
What's more, for some reason, such a troublemaker came to provoke trouble, and the Buddha had fire.
Chen Ping lowered his face, his eyes were cold, "Then I will do your wish today, don't cry and go back later." You say, how to compare? ”
"I don't know who will lose later." The man was obviously very confident in himself, and in order to show his solemnity, he declared his name as He Qingxuan, who had studied at Jiangxia Academy.
The two agreed that they would ask each other questions, and whoever couldn't answer them would lose.
He Qingxuan saw that he was young, so he asked Chen Ping to ask the question first.
Chen Ping did not shirk it, and first came to a question about Fang Tian: "Today, there are eighteen zhang wide, from twenty-seven zhang." Q: Geometry for the field? ”
"Eight acres of land." He Qingxuan came up with the answer after a little thought, and then asked, "If a child eats rice balls, if each person divides them into three, there will be 57 rice balls left; If each person divides 5, there are 3 extra glutinous rice balls. How many children are there, and how many dumplings are there? ”
"Twenty-seven people, one hundred and thirty-eight rice balls."
At the beginning, the two did not exert their strength, but the other party answered directly, which caused the two to be more serious, and the question became more and more difficult.
This also caused many passing students to stop, watching the competition between the two of them, some of them refused to admit defeat, and they also calculated the problem with the two on the side.
Because the topic is becoming more and more cumbersome, Chen Ping is fortunate to have paper and pen to accompany him, but He Qingxuan, who was found alone, is indeed empty-handed.
Seeing that the competition was becoming more and more unfair, Chen Ping took the lead in shouting to stop.
"This is not a method, why don't we try it differently?"
He Qingxuan naturally said yes, and just wanted to change the content of the competition, he heard Ye Lao's voice in the distance.
"Who wants to compete with my disciples?"
Ye Lao walked in a hurry, so that Ye Chongwen behind him hurried all the way, and the students who were joining in the excitement next to him saw Ye Lao coming, and after a while, they dispersed.
Looking at Ye Chongwen, who was still blinking with him, Chen Ping immediately knew who called Ye Lao.
"In Xia He Qingxuan, I have listened to your lectures in Jiangxia."
Ye Lao recalled carefully, "Qingxuan...... I seem to have some impressions, you are the child of He Jiabu Zhuang? ”
"Exactly down there."
Hearing the other party's reply, Ye Lao still had a little suspicion on his face, in his impression, the child of He Jiabuzhuang was two or three years older than Ye Chongwen and Chen Ping, but now this son is more than a head taller than the two of them.
Seeing that Ye Lao didn't speak, he looked at him and Chen Ping repeatedly, and He Qingxuan, who had long been used to it, explained first, "I don't know why, this year is growing up especially fast." ”
"That's pretty impressive." Ye Lao looked at the top of Ye Chongwen and Chen Ping's heads and couldn't help but sigh, "It's better to grow taller." ”
Looking at the distance, there are still many students looking this way.
With a wave of his hand, Ye Lao simply took all the two of them to an empty study, and Ye Chongwen also quietly followed.
After entering the house, before He Qingxuan could speak, Ye Lao bluntly said that he would not go to his father's invitation before, and he was just an idle old man now.
He Qingxuan pursed his lips and didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while he spoke: "The younger generation will tell the truth with his father, but my father is my father, and I am me." Since you lectured in Jiangxia Academy, I have admired you for a long time, and I also asked Ye Lao to give me a chance, I want to be your disciple. ”
"I have already accepted closed disciples, and it is impossible to accept any more disciples in the future." Ye Lao directly rejected He Qingxuan without thinking about it, "There is no room for negotiation in this matter, as for you, since you have come to Huating Academy, then study hard here, your father is still waiting for you to be admitted earlier, and you will be honored." ”
He Qingxuan looked at Chen Ping, who was standing beside Ye Lao, without saying a word, and did not hide the disbelief in his eyes.
That's true.
Ye Lao sighed lightly, and then beckoned Chen Ping to step forward and asked what the two had tried before.
Chen Ping told him the truth, Ye Lao nodded knowingly, and then said, "Since the two of you haven't decided the winner yet, then now that the competition continues, I'll come up with this topic, okay?" ”
As he spoke, he beckoned to Ye Chongwen, who was watching the excitement next to him, "You also follow them." ”
The unwarranted disaster fell on Ye Chongwen's head like this, but he had to admit it, so he could only stand next to Chen Ping with a sad face.
Ye Lao thought about it for a while and then thought of the topic, "It is said that Shinong is a businessman, so it is better to talk about why this business is considered to be the last reason." ”
As soon as this question came out, He Qingxuan's face suddenly became ugly, and Chen Ping and Ye Chongwen, who were standing beside him, obviously noticed that something was wrong with him.
Although the gun shot the first bird, Ye Chongwen felt that it was an early death and early superbirth, so he simply answered first.
"Naturally, it's because it's the busiest."
Ye Chongwen replied succinctly, but Ye Lao couldn't react, "That's it?" ”
"It's gone!"
"Say it again, you kid!" Ye Lao raised the teacup on the table and was about to greet Ye Chongwen.
Seeing that something was wrong, Ye Chongwen hurriedly hid behind Chen Ping, "You just didn't say it!" Besides, I don't participate in the competition. ”
This is like that, but Ye Chongwen's appearance of being passable and perfunctory is still so angry that Ye Lao is half dead.
Kiss the grandson, kiss the grandson, endure it.
Taking advantage of Ye Chongwen's gags, He Qingxuan came up with the answer, his face was pale, and he said word by word: "Because most businessmen are speculative people, there was Lu Buwei who manipulated people's hearts and lured the literati to be jealous of them with profits, and there were many officials and businessmen who used wealth to move people's hearts and ...... later."
"Shut up!"
Seeing that He Qingxuan was talking more and more, Ye Lao directly interrupted his words, and asked with a pale face, "Is this how you look at your father?" ”