"Chat? Talk about what?"
Fang Xiu was puzzled, but he did not say anything and followed Zhangsun Wuji into the inner hall.
"Have a seat."
Zhangsun Wuji carefully looked at the house for a while. Unlike Li Shimin, Zhangsun Wuji, this uncle, still admired the house.
Because Fang Chang was tall, handsome, and skilled in both martial arts and literature.
Zhangsun Wuji liked it no matter how he looked at it.
"Old Fang has raised a good son.”
Zhangsun Wuji sighed for his old brother and felt that he should give this kid some pointers.
Only by letting him know the difficulties of being an official would he be able to have a better foothold in the imperial court in the future.
"Fang Xiu, do you know the duties of a casual rider's attendant?”
Zhangsun Wuji went straight to the point and asked the most professional question.
"I don't know."
The house repair's expression did not change, and his tone was natural.
"Uh…"
"Then do you know the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Central Affairs?”
"I don't know."
Fang Xiu still shook his head, his face expressionless.
"Then…then do you know what my official position is?”
"I don't know."
"F * ck…He really doesn't know anything!”
Zhangsun Wuji almost fainted from the rebuke. He felt that the house repair was different from the rumors!
Didn't His Majesty personally say that this kid was skilled in both martial arts and martial arts? He was a peerless genius that was one in a million?
Why didn't he know anything?
"Is it strange that you don't know?"
The house cultivator looked at Zhangsun Wuji's long beard and said with some doubt.
"Life is limited, but knowledge is boundless. It's not strange if you don't know.”
"I don't know what you know?”
Zhangsun Wuji's beard stood on end as he glared at him.
"I was initiated at the age of three, and I was able to read the Analects of Confucius at the age of five. At the age of twelve, I visited famous people from all over the world. I have read most of the books that exist today.”
Zhangsun Wuji wasn't bragging. He had loved reading all his life. In order to find all kinds of books, he had visited many reclusive celebrities.
It was not too much to say that he was a learned man!
"Then if I know, but Uncle doesn't, can I take up a sinecure?”
Fang Xiu rubbed his chin. Zhangsun Wuji was his superior according to his official position. If Zhangsun Wuji agreed, he could just stay at home and do nothing.
"Alright, if you can beat me, you can do whatever you want!”
Zhangsun Wuji's temper flared up as well. He slammed the table and asked casually.
"Lend me your pen and paper."
The house repair smiled meaningfully. He spread out his brush and ink and opened the system.
From the system, he found an item that he had randomly drawn before.
The 2019 Mathematics Olympiad exam paper!
Shua shua shua…
The pen moved like a dragon and snake. The house maintenance didn't copy all the questions. He only chose some questions that could be understood in this era and translated them using the grammar of the ancient language.
But even so, the entire piece of paper was filled with questions, making Zhangsun Wuji frown.
"What are these?"
Even the knowledgeable Zhangsun Wuji was incomparably shocked at this moment.
He could understand all the questions written by the house repairman, but these questions were tricky and strange. They were asking questions that he had never thought of before.
"There are some children lined up in a row. Starting from the first person on the left, an apple will be given to every two people. Starting from the first person on the right, every four people received an orange. In the end, 10 children received both apples and oranges. How many children were there?”
"What kind of question is this?"
"Why did you give the child an apple and an orange? Doesn't it smell good to him?"
"Also, what does this have to do with me?”
One by one, soul problems appeared in Zhangsun Wuji's mind, causing this learned man's hairline to instantly move up by a few centimeters!
"How…how many brats are there?”
At this moment, Zhangsun Wuji was about to flip the table. He really wanted to grab the collar of the house repair and ask him what was in his head.
How could he think of such a strange question?
However, Zhangsun Wuji was still Zhangsun Wuji after all. He had been in a high position for many years and had developed a habit of studying when he was young. This allowed him to gradually discover the differences in these problems!
He had a vague feeling that although these questions were strange, there seemed to be some hidden pattern.
As long as he found this pattern, these problems would be easily solved!
"What is the reason?"
Question marks filled Zhangsun Wuji's mind, causing him to think non-stop. Then, more question marks appeared.
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