Not everyone was appeased by Chu Youxian's announcement. Sang Sang looked at Chu Youxian's trembling hand on the young master's shoulder, and his brows furrowed. Hearing about the young master's exploits in the brothel, she was very unhappy. Situ Yilan also looked at Ning Que strangely.

"I'm still not satisfied. There is only one question in the math exam. If you're right, you're right. If you're wrong, you're wrong. How many jugs of wine did the principal drink, how many catties of plums did he collect, and how many answers could there be? Why did you get A Plus, and Third Young Master Xie only got A?

Situ Yilan held Jin Wucai's hand and said loudly dissatisfied.

She is not an unreasonable person, but she knows that her friend Jin Wucai has a crush on the third young master of the Southern Jin Kingdom. Jin Wucai was uneasy that the third young master was overshadowed by Ning Que, and Situ Yilan couldn't bear to see his friend's bewitching expression. This, there was a more important reason for her fuss, but she probably didn't realize it.

She was thrown off her horse during a driving test and was almost trampled under her feet. As the daughter of General Yunhui, she can't even control a horse, which is really embarrassing. How did Ning Que go to class, she had already easily controlled the dark horse, and even got an extra score in the A. It was unfathomable to her. The A-plus on the math test made her even more confused. It was hard for her to accept.

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded behind the crowd.

"He was the first to submit an essay on a math exam. It's such a stupid question that we're actually giving away scores for free. Those who can't answer questions are worse than idiots. It really depends on your reading speed. He answered this question before I could prepare the ink to mark on the paper. That's why he got an A plus. Sorry, please let me pass.

An old woman in a blue cloth robe emerged from the corner with a bamboo broom in her hand. She swept the dust from the feet of the crowd and walked out slowly, bending over.

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The candidates were speechless and watched as the figure of the old woman disappeared into the depths of the academy. In fact, four out of five test takers are unable to answer questions on math exams. However, the old woman said, this is a question that even an idiot can answer. Someone said angrily: "Who does she think she is?

A lecturer in the crowd replied, "She is the only female professor emeritus in the college." Those of you who get into the college will have her teaching mathematics for years to come.

"Could it be that she... The second professor? Ning Que looked at the hunchbacked old woman who was not far from him now, and tried to suppress the laughter that came out of his heart.

Xie Chengyun, the third young master of the Southern Jin Kingdom, completely calmed down. Although he is full of youthful energy, he is still in first place in the overall ranking of today's entrance exam. In addition, his goals are different from those of ordinary candidates, and his views are completely different. He was more interested in how to get into the second floor of the academy. The lad in front of him was supposed to be an ordinary person, therefore, there was no reason to clash over such a thing.

On the other hand, after listening to the old lady's words, he couldn't help but be impressed by Ning Que's ability to answer questions in such a short time. He asked seriously: "I first used the poor method to find infinity, and then I finally understood the truth behind the problem. How..."

Situ Yilan came to him and told him Ning Que's name. Xie Chengyun nodded in thanks and continued to ask. "How did Brother Ning figure it out? Did you find the answer so quickly using other methods?

"If you know it's infinite, why bother running out of methods? If I just need to find out, I'm too lazy to reason backwards. I just wrote a figure that was close enough.

Ning Que's answer was very hasty and irresponsible. However, he is not talking nonsense. The change between infinity and precise numbers is itself vague and irresponsible.

Many people don't understand and think that Ning Que is lucky. Some think he's hiding something. Only Xie Chengyun understood, and just as he was about to ask further, the voice of an academy instructor sounded from a distance.

Xie Chengyun, Wang Ying, Ning Que, Chen Simiao, He Yingqin...... Report to the Ministry of Magic.

Ning Que was taken aback when he heard his name. Report to the Ministry of Magic... What does that mean? Why did he feel like he was entering the temple of respect? Was that the breeze between his legs? He had no one to ask about it. In this way, he followed Xie Chengyun and the others, and after leaving instructions for Sangsang, he entered the depths of the academy. It wasn't until he realized that there was a female candidate on the group that he felt a little calmer.

The other candidates on the sidewalk did not express any surprise. It was getting late, however, no one left. They all wanted to hear if they would be summoned to the Ministry of Magic. Jealousy stained their expressions, and they watched as the summoned men walked into the depths of the academy. Situ Yilan kicked the crack in the bluestone pavement in disappointment. She watched Ning Que's back go further, and complained in a low voice, "Why is he good at everything?"

It didn't take long for the candidate to return. It felt as if they were just going for a walk. Xie Chengyun's expression was the calmest, while Wang Ying couldn't hide the joy on his face. Only Ning Que was expressionless.

In addition to the Academy's six disciplines, the Ministry of Magic has a department that aims to train people with potential. These students will be able to learn sword and amulet magic in the Department of Magic. The few who had previously been drafted were considered potential by instructors and sent for psychological examinations.

Ning Que was chosen because of the hairpin-style little regular text he wrote, as well as his lightning-fast response in math exams. The academy thought he had potential, but the coach who checked him made an unusual mistake and was disappointed to find that his qi was completely choked.

Again, it's a cycle of hope and disappointment. If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment. Ning Que was well aware of his physical condition, so he was able to face it calmly.

Xie Chengyun had already started cultivating when he was in the Southern Jin Kingdom, so he had nothing to be excited about. Wang Ying and the others had just discovered that they might be able to enter the legendary mysterious door today, and they couldn't suppress their excitement.

"I can't." Ning Que put his hands out and explained to the crowd. "Uh, you can't say I can't... The instructor said that there was no problem with my will. It's just that my qi is not good, and my body is not suitable for cultivation.

The academy summoned seven people, and he was the only one who failed the exam. The eyes of the other candidates have changed. Some of those who had previously looked at him with hostility now looked at him with sympathy. Of course, there were others who looked at him and laughed.

The Tang Dynasty respected the strong, but did not look down on the weak. Thousands of years of joy have created a tolerant and elegant society. Situ Yilan, who had felt that Ning Que was unhappy before, sighed and comforted: "Don't be too disappointed. There are not many people who can enter cultivation. Look at us, we can't do it either.

"There is a lot of truth in your words. Not being able to enter the cultivation will not make me a useless pile of firewood. Ning Que took it and took a sip of the bottle that Sang Sang gave him. He looked at her and smiled, "I'm a professional firewood cutter.

With that, the young master and his maid left the academy in the twilight.

Gazing at the wild savannah, bathed in the glow of a rose-colored sunset, as if on fire, servants and masters disappeared into the distance. Situ Yilan put her hand on her hip and muttered, "He's such an interesting man!"

However, Ning Que didn't find anything interesting. Arguing and arguing with this group of cowardly children is completely pointless and a waste of time. The academy's courses provide students with a lot of free time, and he is currently more concerned with finding a way to spend that time in a meaningful way, such as making money, or killing people, etc.

He lay on the bed in the old brush shop, looked at the names written on the oiled paper, and asked, "Are you ready?"

Sang Sang was oiling the freshly sharpened Bodao blade, so he replied without raising his head: "New clothes and old clothes are ready, but young master, what hairstyle are you going to wear this time?" Or is it the style of the Yuelun Kingdom?

Ning Que shook his head and said, "It's up to you for such trivial details."

Hearing the answer, Sangsang raised his head and asked, "When are we going to start the assassination?"

"That guy lives in East Side right now, not far from here. We can go whenever we want.

Looking at the word "Chen Dongcheng" on the oil paper, Ning Que read some brief information about him below, and then explained: "I'm not even sure when to kill him. Therefore, even if the government wants to find the murderer, they will not get any clues from the time of the killing, because it has no regularity.

"Originally, there were no rules in this world, but as more people are killed, patterns will naturally form."