Among the two Wu and Huang, Chen Wanrong admired Wu Jing the most. He had long liked his character and talent, and he was even more heartbroken when he saw it. Although Huang Boming was a well-educated man, he was just too fake and did not have Wu Jing’s sincerity. Therefore, Chen Wanrong asked Wu Jing instead of Huang Boming.

Wu and Huang looked at each other, and Huang Boming took the conversation and said, "Brother Wanrong doesn't know anything. We came here to admire your talent and reputation. I would like to give you more advice." The ancients met and called him respectfully out of politeness.

Chen Wanrong had never even been to Luojiadian when he came to the Tang Dynasty. How could he have a reputation? Chen Wanrong couldn't help but be surprised and said in a teasing way: "What does Mr. Huang say this? I haven't left my house and haven't even been to Ning County, so how could he have a reputation? If you want to farm, there are more than tens of millions of outstanding farmers in the Tang Dynasty. I can't rank anyway."

Wu Jing smiled and explained, "Brother Wanrong is too humble. Brother Wanrong is really a talented person! I am not talented, so I gave a couplet to the students. Isn't Brother Wanrong right?"

Your pair seems difficult at first sight. As long as you have experienced it in society for a few years, you can match it with the skills of couplets. There is nothing difficult. It is too far-fetched to visit yourself with this couplet. Chen Wanrong changed his mind and said, "Mr. Wu has made this good pair, and Wanrong is just a brief mention. It is a pair of couplets. I dare not take the credit for being honored again."

The couple Huang Boming thought about it for a day but didn't think it out. It was not until Chen Zairong came out that he had to accept it. After asking, Chen Zairong told Chen Wanrong about everything. Huang Boming and Wu Jing were surprised. A person who had never read a book could guide Chen Zairong's couplets, which was too hard to believe.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zairong mentioned the problem of the twenty trees that Chen Wanrong had produced. Huang Boming smiled disdainfully, "How dare you use such a simple question to make it difficult for someone?"

Wu Jing didn't take it seriously at first, but said out of politeness, "I'll try it first, please don't laugh." After calculating it carefully, he found that something was wrong. This question was far more difficult than he thought. In this way, Wu Jing became more interested and grabbed the pen and drew it on the paper. The more he drew the lines, the more he could draw it. He could no longer draw the twelve lines. However, he knew that it was far more than this number, but he was powerless and worried.

Huang Boming was extremely convinced by Wu Jing. Seeing that he was stumped, he realized that this math problem was very difficult and joined the ranks of discussion. The two of them thought hard and did not make any progress. Huang Boming made an idea and said, "Brother Wu, we can't solve it. Isn't there any Brother Zheng? Go and find Brother Zheng."

The brother Zheng he mentioned was Zheng Jianqiu, the old man Zheng in Li Qingquan's mouth. The three of them were very good, and they were also classmates. They admired Zheng Jianqiu's talent and Huang Boming, so they spoke like this.

Wu Jing asked Zheng Jianqiu for help and had no reason to disagree. The two rushed to Zheng Mansion and said the question. Zheng Jianqiu's eyes widened and shook his head to admit defeat.

Just when the three of them were at a loss, a strange man appeared and picked up a few strokes on the picture drawn by Wu Jing. A sixteen-line picture appeared. The layout was rigorous and ingenious, which shocked the three of them and were completely impressed.

Looking at the three of them's astonishment, the strange man reminded them: "There are not many sixteen trajectories, there should be more. There are no final answers to this question, only more answers, and if you think about it carefully, you will have more and more."

Wu Jing and the other two thought that this was too unbelievable. The strange man reminded them: "The person who asked this question is a great talent. Otherwise, you can ask him for advice, and he will definitely give more lines than sixteen lines."

This strange man had already shocked Wu Jing and the other two, and he dared not believe her words. Wu Jing and Huang Boming came to him.

Chen Wanrong was not arrogant or arrogant. Huang Boming admired Chen Wanrong's virtue very much and said with a smile: "Brother Wanrong has received such a mind. Brother Wu and I came to ask for advice not for couplets, but for the mathematical questions given by Brother Wanrong."

So that's how it was. Chen Wanrong suddenly realized. Wu Jing took over the conversation and said, "This is the map we drew. Please give me advice from Brother Wanrong." He handed a piece of flower paper on his hands, very respectful.

He was kind and thoughtful, and Chen Wanrong would not be rude. He took it with both hands and glanced a little, almost screaming, his hands trembled, and the paper almost fell to the ground.

This tree planting problem is not just a mathematical problem, it has a profound and extensive influence. It is necessary to use art and architectural layout. I don’t know how much inspiration has been obtained by artists and architects, but there are countless people who benefit from this mathematical problem. It was because Western mathematicians spared no effort to study it. In the 16th century, Western mathematicians drew a map of sixteen lines. In the Tang Dynasty, Chen Wanrong saw the map of sixteen lines a few days after Chen Wanrong made the question. Chen Wanrong’s shock could not be described by his pen and ink.

After his noisy mind calmed down, Chen Wanrong stood up, clasped his fists at Wu Jing, and said, "Mr. Wu is very talented, I admire him very much." Those who can draw the sixteen-line map in such a short time can be called amazing. Chen Wanrong sincerely admires this and said it very sincerely.

This was not solved by himself, so I dare not accept this gift. Wu Jing was humble. Huang Boming gently pulled Wu Jing's sleeve. Wu Jing immediately woke up. The master's name could not be revealed, so he had to accept it for him. He smiled and said, "Brother Wanrong has been awarded for him. Wu Jing feels guilty. Brother Wanrong, does he have a better map?"

He was indeed ashamed to receive the courtesy on behalf of this master and had to say it clearly. Only Huang Boming understood the six people in the room, and Chen Wanrong thought he was humble and did not care.

Although the Sixteen Lines are not the last map, it is already difficult to draw the Sixteen Lines. Chen Wanrong didn't know the twists and turns, and attributed this glory to him and admired him very much. But he never hides his personal information if he asks: "There are two maps, please give me advice."

"Two?" Uncle Huang was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth. He was also a participant, and he could not understand how difficult this question was. He originally thought that one would be amazing, but Chen Wanrong actually had two kinds of words as soon as he opened his mouth. He couldn't be surprised.

Wu Jing was also shocked and admired the strange man even more, saying, "I would like to ask Brother Wanrong for advice."

"I dare not give advice. If you don't want to ask Mr. Wu and Mr. Huang for advice." Chen Wanrong grabbed a piece of firewood and drew it on the ground. With just one breath, an eighteen-line map appeared on the ground.

It was difficult to make progress when solving the sixteen lines of this problem. Even the great mathematician Gauss only speculated that there were eighteen lines and he never drew a map in his entire life. It was not until the 20th century that the Americans drew an eighteen lines of map.

This picture is circulated on the Internet. Chen Wanrong has read it and remembered it. It is not a problem to draw it. Chen Wanrong is calm and confident, and Wu and Huang were almost shocked.

It was not until Chen Wanrong finished painting and said, "This is the Eighteen Lines Map", that the two woke up and felt their throats dry and they couldn't stop swallowing.

Wu Jing looked at the map briefly, browsed and praised: "Miaomiaomiao! If it weren't for Brother Wanrong's painting, I, Wu Jing, would have never thought that I had such a clever idea!"

Huang Boming was also shocked and his eyes were bulging. He nodded repeatedly, saying only two words "Yes". Although there were only two words, the endless shock was all included.

Chen Laoshi and his wife were confused, and looked confused. Chen Zairong looked very smart. He looked at Chen Wanrong's map and understood it all, praised him from the bottom of his heart, forcibly suppressed his excitement, and lowered his voice to Chen Laoshi and his wife: "Dad, mother, this map is just a realm of heaven and man! Brother is so good!"

Chen Wanrong had too many strange things, and Chen and his wife were accustomed to it. They laughed and couldn't help but stand up straight, proud.

After calming down, Wu Jing then asked for advice and said, "Brother Wanrong, can Wu Jing hear another picture?"

"Just asking Mr. Wu for advice." Chen Wanrong's firewood in his hand kept wiggling on the ground. When he stopped, a twenty-line map appeared on the ground.

Looking at these twenty lines of maps, Huang Bo Ming nodded and praised: "Brother Wanrong, you are a talented man!" His thumbs were raised to the sky.

Chen Wanrong paid attention to Wu Jing's changes. Wu Jing pointed to the map so shocked that he couldn't say it for a long time. After a while, his voice increased a lot, almost shouting: "Is this what people think?"

It was clearly drawn by Chen Wanrong, but he could be a god if he was not a human being? Chen Zairong, Chen Zhen and his wife, and Huang Boming looked at Wu Jing in surprise, thinking that his polite person actually said such reckless words. Could it be that he was unfaithful to go around?
Chapter completed!