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I'm the Country Boy, Zhao Yiyang!!!

They drank until the sky turned dark.

Even though the wine was only 30 degrees Celsius, his body still couldn't take it after drinking more than half a kilogram.

Zhao Yiyang, who looked like a pile of mud, was carried by Zhang Cheng to the rear barracks. He lay sprawled on the carpet, snoring intermittently.

This was probably the most peaceful sleep Zhao Yiyang had ever had since he came to this world.

Although Dongyang Castle wasn't a battleground.

However, as the chief military officer of Dongyang Castle, it was necessary to patrol every night.

Otherwise, if those barbarians sneaked in, they wouldn't even know if their heads were cut off.

Zhao Yiyang was not afraid of death.

None of the former special forces soldiers were cowards.

However, he would never take the initiative to put his life in anyone's hands.

In his previous life.

Because he had trustworthy comrades and partners.

But not in the Great Tang.

It wasn't that the soldiers of Dongyang Fort weren't trustworthy, but that Zhao Yiyang didn't believe in their abilities.

This was an era that had just experienced chaos, and most people's lives were cheap.

Including Zhao Yiyang himself.

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The sky had just brightened.

A middle-aged scholar stood outside the barrack with his hands crossed and a proud expression on his face.

Yesterday, there was an order to have a few military officials compete with Zhao Yiyang in mathematics.

It exploded at that moment.

These few people felt that this was a great humiliation.

All of them had been studying mathematics for ten or twenty years, and now they were actually reduced to competing with a martial artist in mathematics?

If this wasn't a great humiliation, then what was?

Humph, a warrior can be killed but not humiliated!

Cough cough!

Alright, disobeying a military order seemed like it would really cost him his head.

A true man should remain useful so that he could serve the Great Tang better.

Wasn't it just sparring with a youngster who was still wet behind the ears?

He accepted this military order.

After that, they drew lots and decided to send one of them to compete with Zhao Yiyang.

Obviously, this middle-aged scholar was that unlucky fellow.

"This brat is being rude. The army has already sounded the assembly call, so why is he still lying on his bed? Do you want to pretend to be asleep to avoid the exam? I still have the heart to give you some pointers. It seems that rotten wood can't be carved. I'll take my leave!”

The middle-aged scholar didn't care about Zhang Cheng's gloomy face. He cupped his hands and was about to leave.

He had thought that since there weren't many people in the morning, he would leave after giving them some pointers.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the barracks, Zhang Cheng stopped him outside.

This was exactly what he wanted.

It's not that I don't want to teach him, but this big-headed soldier is stopping me from entering.

Qin Huaidao, who came with the middle-aged scholar, quickly stopped him."Mister Huang, since my father has already ordered you to compete, it's better for you to stay.”

"Am I not competing? This child is rude, a country boy, a boorish man, how can he talk about mathematics? "I, Huang Enzhi, have been studying under the Imperial College's Elder Liu for more than 10 years. It's not easy to learn mathematics. For the sake of Duke Huo, I forced myself to do it. Today, I've actually suffered such humiliation. If you want to kill me, I'll do it!"!!”

When he heard Qin Huaidao using Qin Qiong to suppress him, Huang Enzhi could no longer suppress his anger. His sour scholarly aura instantly erupted, and he turned around to leave.

Just as he turned around, he heard a lazy voice coming from the living quarters.

"A hundred monks eat a hundred buns, and a hundred monks eat a hundred buns. The three senior monks will not compete, and the three junior monks will share one bun.”

Hmm?

What monk?

Huang Enzhi was stunned.

He turned around and saw a young man with a heroic spirit walking out of the barracks.

The young man continued,"Xiao Li is riding a horse from A to B. If his speed is increased by 11 (1/10), he will arrive half an hour earlier than the original time. If you travel at the original speed for 100 miles and increase the speed by 41 (1/4), you can arrive 15 minutes earlier. What is the original speed?”

"A and B are 50 miles apart. Xiao Ming is tall and can walk 10 miles in an hour. Xiao Li is small and can only walk 8 miles in an hour. Xiao Ming set off from A, and Xiao Li set off from B.

Q: If two people set out at the same time and walk in opposite directions, when will they meet after they set out?

Q: If two people set out at the same time and go in the same direction, when will they meet after they set out?”

The young man stretched lazily and said,""Answer my question first, then come and challenge me…Err... I am the so-called country bumpkin, a boorish man, Zhao Yiyang!!!”

Huang Enzhi was stunned.

A land? Land B?

What nonsense was this? Riding and walking?

Opposite or in the same direction?

Why haven't I heard of it before?

It was as if there was a ball of hemp thread in his head, and the more he sorted it out, the more chaotic it became.

Zhao Yiyang patted Qin Huaidao's shoulder and said,""Where are the ten jars of wine that your father promised? Hurry up and load the car. I still have to go to the saltworks in the afternoon.”

"You haven't won yet. Why do you want my father's bet?" Qin Huaidao said unwillingly.”

Zhao Yiyang pointed at Huang Enzhi, who had a dumbfounded look on his face, and said,""Do you think he can solve it in this state? Hurry up and slow down a little. Do you believe that I will whip you?”

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