The arrival of the prefect Zhang was stunned by the scholars in the lobby, and they stood up and saluted. It seemed that the rumors were false. Prefect Zhang really valued Zhan Feiyu, but he actually came in person because of a bet.
"How can I use the mansion to try to make trouble!" Prefect Zhang rebuked with a stern face. Although his tone was stern, his eyes looked at Zhan Feiyu with the kindness of his elders.
Zhan Feiyu, who was scolded, admitted his mistake with a good look on his face, "I know I was wrong."
"Mr. Zhang, Zhan Feiyu is also concerned about the border soldiers. If I lose, I have to donate all the rice and grain stored by the Chen family, and I will have a total of 100,000 stones in the first year." Fatty Chen shamelessly gave Zhan Fei to shamelessly
Yu defended her, but in fact, she wanted to block her retreat.
If it was an ordinary gamble, Prime Minister Zhang could naturally stop it, but Fat Chen deliberately raised the fight to a higher level, involving border soldiers. If Prime Minister Zhang did not handle it well, he would definitely be impeached by the Chen family.
His reasons and would also offend the military generals in the court.
He looked at the proud Fat Chen with a cold look. Prefect Zhang took the bet and looked at him with a look of ten lines, "Can you make the decision on your father?"
"Of course!" I don't want to be underestimated. Fatty Chen raised his fat chin and showed off his extreme smugness: "My father is ill. Now I am taking care of the Chen family's business. This is Chen Ji.
The seal!”
Fatty Chen took out a bloodstone seal from his purse, which was the seal representing Chen Ji. He is now Chen Ji’s real boss. "Li Feng, you are also a merchant, tell the truth about the prefect Zhang."
"Report to Master." After the Li family respectfully saluted the Prime Minister Zhang, he continued: "From late March, Mr. Chen is managing the Chen family's business."
Fatty Chen, a playboy, is doing a pretty good business. Although the Chen family's business was suppressed by the prefect Zhang, it was the eldest prince's foreign family after all, and Chai Yi, an aide, was there, so the business of the Nanxuan Mansion was affected.
After the influence, Chen Ji's business in other places is still booming.
Prefect Zhang nodded and looked at Fat Chen again, "According to the bet, if you lose, you must fulfill the bet, then donate 100,000 stones of rice and grain at the border this year, and 90,000 stones next year, and so on
Until the tenth year, ten thousand stones.”
"I won't lose!" The confident words blurted out. It would be fine if it was a literary fight. Since it was a martial fight, Fatty Chen felt that he could kill Zhan Feiyu with one hand!
And to take a step back, even if you lose, you just fill the chessboard with rice grains. Although Fatty Chen didn't calculate how much rice he had to use in total, the chessboard was only sixty-four squares, and one hundred pounds were not enough.
One thousand pounds!
Fatty Chen, who was invincible, whispered: "Mr. Zhang, please give me a testimony instead of interfering!"
As for why Zhan Feiyu was stupid, Fatty Chen squinted her mung bean eyes and looked at Zhan Feiyu suspiciously. Could it be that she was just a false reputation and was afraid that the mansion would not be able to do so, so she found a reason not to participate in the mansion.
"Okay, I will be a witness. According to the Daqing Law, there are three people needed in total. It is worse than the Li Dong family to be the second witness." Prefect Zhang glanced at a group of scholars in the lobby.
Prefect Zhang recognized the other party, "I will trouble Juren Xiong in this way."
Xiong Juren is the teacher of a private school. Today he is entertaining a few old friends in Li Ji. Some are Juren and some are scholars. They are all teachers of private schools in various counties under the Nanxuan Prefecture. Because the few people gathered here in the palace, they never thought it would happen.
Such a thing.
"Young Master, maybe there is a fraud." Chai Yi spoke in a low voice, always feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out the mystery.
"Zizhang, you are too careful. Zhan Feiyu is singing the empty city plan. If I don't dare to gamble, I will fall into the trap." Fatty Chen glanced at the cautious Chai Yi with disgust.
Zizhang is very smart, but unfortunately the situation is too small. He is looking forward to the front and afraid of wolves and tigers. But that's right. Zizhang's family is poor, and it is estimated that the 100,000 stones of grain will scare him.
Seeing that Zhan Feiyu had signed, Fatty Chen pushed Chai Yi away, who was in the way, and walked up to him. The signature and sealed Chen Ji, and the bet was established.
The six arts of gentlemen include shooting and chariots. Even though the emperor has now simplified from driving carriages and fighting chariots to daily horses, he is not good at shooting archery and riding horses for Fatty Chen who is moving on the ground with one step.
"Zhan Feiyu, with the circle drawn by white ash as the boundary, whoever leaves the circle first will lose!" Fatty Chen took the lead in stepping into the circle, stuffed his robe into his belt, and put on a stance to face the battle.
The scholars watching all looked contemptuous. This person was extremely shameless. They thought the martial arts fight was Shooting and Yu, but in fact, Zhan Feiyu suffered a loss of younger age than these two. How could he have thought that Fatty Chen would fight like this!
Thinking of Zhan Feiyu slashing the killer's neck under the water, the old god Zhang was in the chair, and even picked up the tea cup and drank the tea leisurely.
Zhan Feiyu also stepped into the circle with his short legs, "Mr. Chen, please!"
The moment the words came, Zhan Feiyu's smile-like expression turned into a solemn and murderous look. Looking at Fatty Chen who was rushing like a bear, Zhan Feiyu clenched his fists and hit him head-on.
After a moment, the dull sound of his fist hitting his body sounded. Everyone looked at Fatty Chen who was running away with his head and screaming inexplicably felt a little sympathy.
He screamed, and Fatty Chen, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, fell to the ground. Looking at Zhan Feiyu who was rushing towards him with his fists, he shouted in horror, "I admit defeat... stop hitting..."
Zhan Feiyu fully utilized what it means to have insufficient strength? The offensive with skills, and the punches hit Fatty Chen in the face. Whoever made him have too much flesh on his body, probably wouldn't feel any pain if he punched him.
Seeing Zhan Feiyu still hitting her, looking at her flying body and looking at her right foot that was about to kick her face, Fatty Chen gathered a force and suddenly sat up from the ground.
Just when everyone thought he was going to make the final resistance, they saw Fatty Chen rushing out of the white circle with his head in his hands. The speed of the person fully interpreted what a flexible fat man is!
Fat Chen, who was gasping for breath, finally safe, looked at Zhan Feiyu's angry accusation: "You are cheating! You haven't said you have practiced!"
Even though Zhan Feiyu is only nine years old, her skills may not be able to beat those real masters, but when dealing with a playboy like Fatty Chen, one will definitely fight one and two will fight one pair.
Zhan Feiyu's breath was calm, and his frivolous eyebrows were laughing loudly, "Young Master Chen can't afford to lose?"
"Can't afford to lose? I, Chen Ji's rice and grain, can drown you!" Fatty Chen wiped his nose bleeding, his face numb to the pain, and cursed at Chai Yi behind him, "From Chen Ji,"
Send me five hundred kilograms of white rice!”
Soon, the shopkeeper and the clerk of the Chen family brought the rice, piled up sacks and sacks in the middle of the lobby.
Fat Chen was beaten so angry that he cut open the bag with a knife, and poured a bag of white rice on the ground, shaking the empty sack, "I am willing to accept the loss! I can afford to lose!
When there is too much rice, I will treat this young master with kindness to give it to you for food!"
The two guys pulled the sack one by one, and Fatty Chen pushed away the shopkeeper next to him and grabbed a handful of rice from the ground. "Zizhang, fill in a grid and just draw it, a grain of rice!"
Fatty Chen threw a grain of rice into the sack here. Chai Yi took the red pen and pointed it in the first grid of the chessboard, leaving a red dot.
"The second grain, the third grid, the fourth grid, the eight grains..." Before the rice in Fatty Chen had finished putting the handful of rice in his hand, he had calculated the eighth grid, and putting 128 pieces.
Grain rice.
Whether it was a group of scholars watching, the people watching the excitement outside Li Ji's shop, including the prefect Zhang who was sitting on the chair, they didn't see anything at this moment, but Zhan Feiyu looked calm and waited for Fatty Chen to continue.
"I'm too lazy to count, Manager Qiu, come." Fatty Chen pulled the chair and sat down, too lazy to count the meters one by one.
"Yes, young master." Manager Qiu took over Fatty Chen's work and continued to put rice into the sack.
But gradually, when Fatty Chen smiled stiffly on his face, he stood up suddenly and glared at Chai Yi beside him, "You're not doing it wrong? Why are there so many?"
The red pen has already drawn the sixteenth grid, but the calculated rice grains are 32,778,688 grains. According to the previous weighing of Manager Qiu, 10,000 grains of rice are about eight kilograms, while more than 30,000 grains of rice are
The grain of rice is twenty-four kilograms.
The key is that the 16th grid is filled in, and there are 48 spaces behind it.
The next space will have to be placed nearly fifty kilograms of rice, and the next one will be one hundred kilograms, then two hundred kilograms, four hundred kilograms, eight hundred kilograms, and one thousand six hundred kilograms... The next grid will soon be filled in.
Ten thousand kilograms of rice, then you will have to reach 100,000, and fill in a few grids to make a million...
"How is this possible?" Most of the readers were present. Although the level of calculation and academic level was not consistent, they could roughly estimate the weight of the rice grains and everyone found something was wrong.
Take out all the 100,000 stones of rice that Chen Ji has accumulated, and even one-third of the chessboard cannot fill it up. The key is that each square in the latter is twice the 100,000 stone, 200,000 stone, 400,000...More calculations are done later
Not to mention Chen Ji rice and grain shop, even if you take all the rice from the Daqing Dynasty, you can't fill the chessboard.
"It is said that Zhan Xiaomengtong is proficient in mathology. When I see him today, he is really worthy of his reputation!" Xiong Juren looked at Zhan Feiyu with great admiration. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought of this small chessboard, sixty-four grids.
, it can actually hold the entire Daqing Dynasty rice.
"I can't bear the praise of Xiong Juren, it's just a path, and I can enter the elegant hall." Zhan Feiyu smiled and looked back at the prefect Zhang beside him, "Mr. Zhang, I plan to send this bet to the capital to the teacher.
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"If it involves border soldiers, it should be decided by the emperor." Prefect Zhang agreed. He, a fourth-rank prefect, probably could not let the Chen family fulfill the bet.
But if the matter was reported to the emperor by Master Gu, even if the Chen family was unwilling to do so, they would not be able to deny it. After all, the Chen family was rich enough to rival the country. Even if they donated so much rice and grain, they would not shake the roots, but they would lose all their faces.
Of course, there will be a lot of silver losses.
Fatty Chen's face turned pale and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word. He was finished, and the Chen family's rice and grain shop was finished.
...
At night, after Fatty Chen returned to the Chen family, he fell head-on on the bed and fell asleep.
In the study room, Mr. Chen, who was supposed to be lingering in sickness, glared at Chai Yi, and his face was ferocious and squeezed out his words from his teeth, "Chai Zizhang, why don't you stop him? Do you know that our Chen Ji was ruined!"
"I underestimated Zhan Feiyu, but I didn't expect her to be so cruel!" Chai Yi looked ugly when he was scolded. He had always looked down on Zhan Feiyu before, saying that his talent was just luck. If he could become a disciple of Gu Xueshi, he would be obsessed with him.
, What's the difficulty of becoming the top scorer?
But at this moment, Chai Yi had to admit Zhan Feiyu's intelligence. Her small bet directly caused the Chen family to lose hundreds of thousands of stones of food. The key is that the rice and grain are to be sent to the border, but the Chen family
If the generals in the court refused to execute, the Chen family would probably be able to eat alive.
"Master, why not send someone to grab the bet?" Chai Yi spoke tentatively.
Although the entire Nanxuan Mansion knows this, if Zhan Feiyu loses the bet, even if the Chen family loses the debt, it will only have a little bad reputation. At least there is no need to lose 100,000 stones of rice and grain every year. There are 50 in ten years.
Fifty thousand stones.
Mr. Chen raised his head suddenly, stared at Chai Yi with a vicious gaze, and asked sneeredly: "Are you going to kill someone or set fire? Yan Chengli was worried that he would not be able to catch my handle, or
Do you think that Master Gu will let the Chen family bully his only disciple?"
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Mr. Chen suddenly smashed all the things on the antique shelf. He fulfilled the bet and lost it was Chen Ji, his money. But if he offended Mr. Gu, what he would wait for was a prison disaster.
!
"What if the young master bought a murder?" Chai Yi's voice was calm, but his cold eyes were full of murderous intent. Such a talented little girl should not be alive. She was to eliminate the harm of a scholar in Nanxuan Mansion, otherwise she would be
A little girl is so overwhelmed that she cannot turn over. What kind of face do they have to live in the world?
The angry old man Chen squinted his eyes and pondered. This was a good way to kill two birds with one stone. The legitimate son made a big mistake and died again. Only his carefully educated son outside could bring him back openly.
"We can think of it, too, the charity and Zhan Feiyu. They might have set up a net of heaven and earth waiting for us to take action." Mr. Chen finally gave up. The servant beside Zhan Feiyu was a master, and there might be some secretly.
The secret guard of the Gu Xueshi Sect.
Sui Baode was a Qianhu of Nanxuanwei. He was once a powerful general under Prince Yu. Since there is a portion of Zhan Feiyu in the beauty makeup industry, it means that Prince Yu and Zhan Feiyu have some relationship. On weekdays, generals will not interfere in the government affairs of the state.
But if someone was sent to assassinate Zhan Feiyu, Sui Baode would definitely take action.
At this time, Chai Yi also found that he could not move Zhan Feiyu in the Nanxuan Mansion. He had the protection of the prefect Zhang and the protection of the Sui Qianhu in secret.
One day and one night, a secret letter was sent from Nanxuan Mansion to Gu Xueshi Mansion in the capital.
The next morning court was dispersed and the imperial study room was closed.
"Uncle Emperor, are you?" After the emperor gave him a seat, he smiled and looked at Prince Yu who was anxious. Uncle Emperor was so old, but his temper had not changed at all.
"Your Majesty, as the saying goes, you are willing to accept the loss. You have signed and stamped it. That's a matter of foregone conclusion. If anyone dares to break the contract, although my beard is white, it's still OK to run thousands of miles!" Prince Yu's loud voice was almost about to
The unintelligent words made the emperor confused when he overturned the roof.
Putting down the teacup, the emperor looked at Gu Qingzhou who was sitting below calmly, "Gu Aiqing, can you help me solve my doubts?"
"Report to the emperor, it's all caused by my unemployed disciple. I've been going to have a house trial these days, but she's still making a fuss. It seems that she's still disciplined herself." Gu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly.
Take out the secret letter you received.
Eunuch Liu immediately walked over and took it. After checking it quietly, he confirmed that there was no problem and then submitted it to the imperial court.
The letter Zhan Feiyu wrote to Gu Qingzhou exudes a sense of intimacy, and his words are more like talking about homely things. To sum up, it is: Teacher, the unworthy disciple has caused you trouble again. As the saying goes, those who are capable work harder, teacher, you are a Hanlin
Grand Secretary of the Academy, let’s help you solve this little trouble.
There was nothing to see in this letter. The emperor picked up the bet presented with the letter. After reading it, even though the emperor was not indifferent to his emotions, his expression would have instant cracks at this moment.
"Sage, this is a letter sent by Sui Baode quickly." Prince Yu hurriedly put the letter in his hand directly on the Long Case, and did not pass through the hands of Eunuch Liu. From this point, it can be seen that the Master is treating Prince Yu, the uncle.
trust.
Sui Baode told the bet in detail. Of course, as a member of the military general, the focus of his letter was that the 100,000 stones of grain was sent to the border, so please Prince Yu be sure to let the Chen family perform the bet.