"The words of Fang County are reasonable. Li Yang, come and ask Your Highness for advice."

Fang Yiai sent his disciples, but Wang Xiaotong naturally refused to lose the price. He went to compete with Li Tai and sent his favorite disciples.

"yes!"

As soon as Wang Xiaotong's words fell, a student came out of the crowd. He was not tall and seemed very capable, with his eyes shrewd and confident.

"The student has met His Highness King Yue! I wonder how His Highness will compare?"

"Or, you two each have three questions to compare who will answer more questions correctly." Someone suggested on the side.

Li Tai was also very confident, "No need, I once studied mathematics with Mr. Zu Xiaosun. If you understand my plenary session, I will give a question first. Who can answer it? Let's continue."

"Okay." Li Yang answered confidently.

But he did not notice the joking smile on the corner of Li Tai's mouth.

This time, the fat guy was well prepared. He brought them all with his equipment, including pencils, compass, and triangle boards.

"Have you learned the Pythagorean algorithm?"

Seeing Li Yang nodding, the little fat man continued to ask, "Then I ask you, the Pythagoreans are all one, what is the string?"

As soon as Li Tai finished speaking, the doctoral students and students in the subject were all bowed and pondered. After a cup of tea, Li Yang on the opposite side was already sweating profusely.

Fang Yiai watched from the side, his mouth twitching. He didn't expect this kid to be so cruel.

This is another irrational number, how do they calculate it!

Although the first Chinese world to introduce decimal points would not cause a mathematical crisis, and Pi was discovered, there was no concept of irrational numbers in ancient times.

"The number your highness said is not the Pythagorean number." In the end, Wang Xiaotong came forward and denied his problem.

"I can draw it, why is it not the Pythagorean number?" Li Tai said, "Swish, Swish, Swish, Swish," drawing a right-angle triangle on the paper.

Everyone can see clearly in the subject of mathematics and cannot argue.

Li Yang was so angry that he asked angrily: "What is your highness saying?"

"The answer is: root number two."

Li Tai said while writing it down. Without waiting for others to question it, he continued to explain: "A new number discovered by my master is a number with the same ancestral rate as the ancestral rate, called 'irrational number'."

Upon hearing this, everyone at the scene was there, and they could be as famous as Zulu! Wouldn't it be that they would leave their names in history...

Looking at Fang Yiai's eyes, there was something strange.

"Your Highness is obviously taking advantage of the opportunity!"

The Imperial College Supervisors were naturally dissatisfied and accused Li Taisheng of being unfair. The little fat man smiled disdainfully and said, "Okay! Listen to the next question..."

Afterwards, he asked three questions in a row, including Wang Xiaotong, and no one could answer the mathematics subject.

They all bowed their heads, making their faces flushed. Wang Xiaotong could take it and put it down. He bowed to Fang Yiai, "The talent of Fang County is admired. It is better to be far away from learning one thing."

Wang Xiaotong took the lead, and the student in the mathematics discipline subject admitted his defeat, bowed to Fang Yiai, and Li Tai.

The status of the subject of mathematics is already low, so they admit defeat. People from other departments in the Imperial College are unwilling to admit that Imperial College will lose because of their failure.

"I can't learn Little Doyle, and it's all right if I win."

"If you have the ability, we compare the classics, history, and collections of books. What is the use of these?"

Other students in charge of various provocations. The students in charge of the school lowered their heads in shame, dared not refute, and kept shrinking back.

"You really want to compare?"

Fang Yiai smiled gently and said, "Mr. Li Gang, Mr. Yan Silu, and Mr. Chu Liang, you can come to the school to challenge you."

Seeing the provocation of the students, the little fat man was eager to try. He has been extremely smart since childhood, and naturally he is not inferior to them in terms of classics, history, and literature.

But Fang Yiai came to ask someone, so he naturally would not pay too much attention.

As soon as he said this, the scene was silent.

The young man was full of energy and was so angry that he forgot about this matter. He had caused a sensation in Chang'an for a while.

Wherever Fang Yiai's eyes passed, he shrank his head one by one and did not dare to look at him.

"Who are you here?"

He asked again deliberately, and the students began to shirk responsibility for each other and were unwilling to stand up. Fang Yiai was proud and thought to himself: "Does he count? He picked the Imperial College alone..."

On the other side.

Kong Yingda, the Imperial College Priest, also heard about this consultation. He paid attention to the movement here and learned about the actions of the students, and rushed over.

"The Master said: I think of the wise! You are not interested in making progress and have read the books of sages for so many years!"

"Mathematics is one of the six arts, who says mathematics is a path!"

Kong Yida scolded him, and all the students in charge looked solemn, bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, bowed respectfully, and said, "The students knew they were wrong."

"One person who has caused trouble just now will receive thirty rulers!"

"promise!"

None of the students in prison escaped from their crimes and were punished. He bowed to Wang Xiaotong and said, "Dr. Wang, the student is talking nonsense, don't take it to your heart."

"The wine sacrificial is serious."

Wang Xiaotong squeezed out a smile, and he still respected Kong Yingda very much.

"Fangxianzi..."

After dealing with the internal affairs, he turned around and looked at Fang Yiai. Fang Yiai immediately said modestly: "You are a kid, just call Yiai."

"I know the purpose of your visit, and the school is also well organized. But the supervisor mainly focuses on studying, so you can recruit students who have completed their studies."

Fang Yiai thanked him respectfully, "I understand, thank you sir."

"I heard that all three gentlemen are in school?"

"Yes, gentlemen said 'there is no distinction,' and are willing to condescend in elementary school."

"I am not as far away as Mr. Wenji."

The two chatted for a few more times. Fang Yiai said goodbye and left, but did not dare to take Kong Yingda to see him off. Wang Xiaotong sent him away. He had other thoughts.

"How about a doctorate who comes to our primary school to teach? You and I can study and discuss mathematics together..."

Wang Xiaotong was stunned when he heard this and hesitated. Although the Imperial College was not valued, it was ultimately the highest institution of learning in the Tang Dynasty.

Fang Yiai continued to increase his debts: "Doctors can seriously consider it. In our primary school mathematics is a must-do subject, and there will always be several good seedlings that can carry forward mathematics."

"Shu Xiu is also several times the Imperial College, making the family live a worry-free life."

Before Wang Xiaotong could answer, he heard a roar from behind, "Okay, Fang Yiai, I'm not satisfied with asking the three gentlemen of Li Gang. He actually came to the Imperial College!"

In the past, Li Shimin did not pay much attention to the subject of mathematics, but after communicating with Li Tai from Mount Li, he paid more attention to the subject of mathematics.

Today I heard the news and rushed over.

Fang Yiai suddenly felt the strong wind coming from behind. Without thinking too much, it must be Li Shimin's shot.
Chapter completed!