Chapter 700

Of course, according to the title, choosing one of the two is a blind choice, and Xu Yi also has a 1/2 probability of being selected.

However, Prince Xiang's son has absolute certainty, and without absolute certainty, Xu Yi would never guess blindly.

The reason is really simple. Once you guess wrong, it is more shameful than not answering the question.

How can a majestic poet and ci sage, a wise man in the world, be able to imitate children's guessing.

In other words, with Xu Yi's current status, unless he finds out the truth, he will never answer the question.

And if you want to find out the truth, you must study heaven and man.

Even he, Prince Xiang's son, can only get the answer based on experiments.

Moreover, he didn't come up with this question out of thin air, it was one day in King Xiang's mansion, a group of resourceful people saw a child playing in a water basin by chance, a certain counselor happened to get this question, and immediately said it, and suddenly called the mansion The wise men are all tied up.

It's not that it can't be answered. The terrible thing is that you don't know why.

But a group of wise men firmly believe that all things are capable, and all things must have their reasons.

But this rock and water, a slight change of position, produces such a subtle change, it is puzzling why.

The wise men in King Xiang's mansion are all the best of the best, and Xu Yi's two pairs of absolutes, which Prince Xiang's son just confronted, were the result of this generation's work day and night, chewing on words, and summarizing the numberless table, which took more than a month to piece together. become.

It can be seen how strong the joint force of all wise men is, even if it is so, it will still be unable to break this situation.

Even if this poet and ci sage is really talented, he is determined not to understand the key points.

There is another level, this situation is unheard of in the world, and Xu Yi will definitely not experience it like before.

This alone made King Xiang's son feel at ease.

Unexpectedly, his thoughts just flashed, and Xu Yi cupped his hands at him, "Thank you, my lord, for using this children's test question to test Xu, Xu appreciates it very much."

While the son was dumbfounded, Xu Yi said, "Since the stone is submerged in the water, the water line and the bowl are lower."

"Mr. Xu doesn't think that just talking about the result is enough."

Prince Xiang's son roared out these words with an almost grim face.

Xu Yi's hasty answer almost broke his psychological defense.

He neither believed that Xu Yi would be ignorant of the danger of hastily answering the questions, nor did he believe that Xu Yi would be able to figure out the key points in just a few breaths.

But between the two disbelievers, a huge paradox formed, which made his brain ache.

"The son first said whether Xu's answer was right or wrong."

Xu Yi naturally knew that he got the answer right, he really didn't expect that Prince Xiang's son would ask such a question.

For others, it is extremely difficult, but for him, it is too simple.

In the previous life, he was a junior high school student, so he could solve it.

Nothing more than a simple buoyancy formula. When the stone is in the bowl, the buoyancy on the stone is equal to its own weight. When the stone sinks into the water, the buoyancy on the stone is less than the weight of the stone. Naturally, it is the volume of water displaced by the stone at the bottom of the water. Smaller, the position from the waterline to the bowl is naturally lower.

It's simple to say, but the formula relationship between density, volume, etc. involved in it cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

"You explain the truth first, otherwise you will be deceived."

Prince Xiang's sons were all burned, completely out of control, Chen Guanhai on the side was shocked and angry, he never expected that after a round of circles, he would come to such a situation.

What shocked him even more was that Prince Xiang's son, who had always been a well-known man in the city, was irritated to the point of losing his composure. When he thought about it carefully, it was indeed shocking. If this man could solve the problem with his palms, it would be truly blessed by the heavens. man.

His heart was full of turmoil, his face was as calm as water, he took the words of Prince Xiang's son and said, "The problem is solved, why is your son so excited, I believe Mr. Xu will give an explanation, and Chen believes that countless nobles in the field must also be like this son , longing to know the reason behind it."

Chen Guanhai made up the knife in time, and Prince Xiang's mania immediately subsided, and his slightly ferocious face returned to tranquility, staring at Xu Yidao, "Sir, please tell me."

Xu Yidao, "Your Majesty dare to answer first, whether Xu's answer is correct."

Prince Xiang's throat rolled, and he spoke with difficulty, "What you said is correct, but this question is about..."

"It's fine if you get the answer right. I thought that the prince didn't know the answer, and I planned to ask someone to test it himself. Now it seems that this trouble has been avoided."

Xu Yi answered indifferently, but he could hear Prince Xiang's black hair almost standing on end, and said angrily, "It doesn't make sense, it can only be regarded as delusional. Your Excellency thinks that this child's question cannot be verified by himself. , do you have to take it here to waste everyone's time?"

Xu Yi said, "I don't know what question the prince is asking?"

King Xiang's son was about to speak, but stopped suddenly, and then became more angry, "Who knew that Your Excellency is so shameless, opportunistic, and contrary to the teachings of saints."

Xu Yi was not arrogant or impetuous, "The son asked a question, and Xu answered it correctly, how could it be opportunistic?"

No one in the audience thought that this poet and poet could be so narrow-minded, but they are all members of Dai Viet, just like watching a polo game, there is no resentment from Prince Xiang's son, only the joy of playing tricks on their opponents.

What's more, just now, the heir of Prince Xiang was in the limelight, playing tricks on three hundred new imperial examiners, running around in circles, and they are all members of the Da Viet Congregation, so it is unavoidable to lose face.

At this moment, the retribution came quickly, and the joy in the hearts of everyone in Da Viet was simply indescribable.

Chen Guanhai secretly thought it was not good. Originally, he thought that the battle between Prince Xiang's son and Xu Yi was an attitude of "the holy lady is happy to lose and happy to lose".

After all, regardless of victory or defeat, King Xiang's son coerced the three hundred soldiers of Dayue, fought against poets and poets, and his reputation spread to all countries, it goes without saying.

What the Prince Xiang's son has to do is to maintain a graceful demeanor, and that is enough.

He also knew that with the wisdom of Prince Xiang's son, he would never see this level. He lost his composure at the moment, probably because he was in the middle of a game and was obsessed with winning or losing, so his emotions fell into such a deep state.

He kept staring at him, and even leaned forward, but the son of King Xiang responded with ferocious and angry eyes, and then pointed at Xu Yi and shouted, "Mr. After all, it doesn’t matter if someone is, I’m afraid everyone in the world will think that Mr. Xu is relying on numbers to solve this problem, and someone is worried about him.”

Xu Yi clasped his fists slightly, "There's no need to worry about someone, it's because Xu is unwilling to tell the truth, it's really deep inside, it's not like Mingrui like Xu, you can't hear about it, the son said it was a lie, so then It's a lie."

The son of Prince Xiang couldn't believe his ears. There are still people who are so disregarding their reputation. Doesn't this person know how resounding and invaluable the title of Poet Immortal and Ci Sage is? loss.

Then, his heart ached again, and Xu Yi fell so lightly that he was breathless in his heart, almost causing internal injuries.

That's right, Xu Yi admitted that he was deceived, and the Immortal of Poetry and Ci was desperate to lose face, and he wanted to trample the son of King Xiang into the mud, what else could he do.