I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 66
I don't know if the scholar-bureaucrats in this court are stupid in reading, or they are just trying to tear things down.

If everyone ignores the broken thing that Jing Xun took out, he can only take it back in embarrassment.

result……

Alas, Zhao Xi wanted to scold her mother.As soon as the house was set up, there was a burst of exclamation from my side.

Isn't it Arabic numerals? ……wrong.Why are there Arabic numerals here?
Zhao Xi also has math classes in Zi Shan Tang, but they all use counting chips.Zhao Xi really didn't know when Arabic numerals were introduced, but he was a little surprised that Arabic numerals appeared at this time.

If there hadn't been the chaos in the previous dynasty and the later period, if the military power of the Guochao was strong, it should have been introduced to the Guochao long ago.

One Tubo, one Daxia, plus the Huihe going west, cut off the entire passage to the west.

What about Jing Xun, casually threw nine pieces of wood with Arabic numerals written on them on the desk...

Don't explain, just throw it away... What do you mean?Do you throw it out like this, without mentioning requirements or rules, so that people can guess?
It's just the simplest Jiugongge, what a show!
But none of the courtiers said anything, instead they looked away.

No, isn't it said that Jiugongge is the evolution of Hetu Luoshu?Why didn't this group of courtiers, known as the elite of the era, say anything?
Arabic numerals... Zhao Xi suddenly understood.

"This logo represents one to nine, which is one... How to arrange the nine numbers so that no matter whether they are horizontal or vertical, or diagonal, the addition of three numbers is fifteen."

What about that scene, as if I had enough of showing off, I started to explain the Arabic numerals.

Zhao Xi thought it was time someone stepped forward.But for another while, no one said anything.

"Prince E, Suwen Ru is smarter than ordinary people. With such a trivial skill, could you please teach me a thing or two."

I just left it for everyone to play, are you still excited?

This Jing Xun was triumphant, but also mocking.

Maybe it was hurt badly by Zhao Xi, originally it was a game to embarrass the entire Great Song Dynasty Hall, but he has been targeting Zhao Xi.

"Is it difficult? It's just Hetu Luoshu. Wear nine shoes, one on the left, three on the right, seven on the right, two and four on the shoulders, six and eight on the feet, and five in the middle."

Zhao Xi suddenly remembered that when the golden hero shot the eagle, the daughter of the island owner who was a weird elf untied the Jiugongge, that was already in the future.

Don't you know Jiugongge at this time?

Indeed!The pictures of Hetu Luoshu are only circulated within the Taoist sect nowadays, and they are only used for blessing and Fengshui secrets.

After Zhao Xi finished speaking, the scene was stunned, while the courtiers of the main hall were stunned, and even the envoys sent by Prince Daxia were also stunned...

"Zhongzheng, go and help Jing with that. Follow the formula I just said. Can you write it down?"

"The little one has memorized it, and also recognizes those ghostly painted symbols. Wearing nine shoes, one on the left, three on the right, seven on the right, two and four on the shoulders, six and eight on the feet, and five in the middle. Is this the case with the prince?"

"Go!"

I have to let my servants cooperate with the slap in the face...

For the first time, Wang Zhongzheng walked in the imperial city without stooping and slumping his back. Although he didn't have the posture of being disapproved by his relatives, he was still arrogant.Facing Jing Xun with his nostrils upturned, he quickly put the nine pieces of wood away.

Originally, I wanted to see the envious eyes of others, but everyone looked at the wooden block...

"Zhongzheng, go, change those numbers, and mess them up again."

From one to nine, triple it, and you can still use those wooden blocks, just need to make some changes.

Zhao Xi ordered someone to bring a pen and paper... The Arabic numerals he wrote are much more beautiful than those on Jing Xun's wooden block...

Wang Zhongzheng looked at it for a long time... Finally, he matched the ghost symbols on the wooden block, and he really learned how to draw these ghost symbols.

Once again messing around, he took a look at Jing Xun who was already dumbfounded, and snorted... Then he obediently stood not far behind Zhao Xi again.

Arabic numerals are new, even in Daxia.Don't look at Jing Xun showing off with Jiugongge, and using this to embarrass Da Song Chaotang this time.As for Arabic numerals, he also learned a little because of their novelty, after all, they were only brought over by foreigners in Daxia.At this time, Daxia is establishing a systematic Daxia cultural system, which is very repulsive to foreign cultures.

Therefore, when Zhao Xi doubled the Jiugong grid, he was also stupid, and didn't know how to arrange it...

For a while, everyone's panting could be heard in the whole hall, and the silence made people panic.

The expressions of the people were astonishment, surprise and even astonishment, and they all switched between Zhao Xi and the Jiugongge wooden block, but no one glanced at Jing Xun, not even Daxia's envoy...

Originally, there was no such thing as a lucky person in this meeting, but some time ago he met a few merchants in Huihe, and he did not know Chen Chuan’s Hetu Luoshu map from that Taoist priest, so he showed off to His Majesty After a few visits, I brought him here.

The original intention was to embarrass Da Song Chaotang, but he didn't expect to let a baby slap him backhand.

Who will talk to him?

At this time, Zhao Zhen is the happiest. This is not playing tricks with the ministers of the court, nor is it accompanying some Tongying to win the first place. This is an important event for the rebellious country to meet.It's my son singled out a group...

It was Zhao Xi's first appearance on state affairs today, and Empress Cao was still worried.

Zhao Xi's performance at the audience ceremony will represent her, and it will also be a test of her ability to support the prince.

Ever since Zhao Xi had a fling with that Jing Xun, Empress Cao has been sending people to pass on the news. When Zhao Xi easily unlocked the Jiugongge and changed the numbers, she threw it over.Empress Cao rested her mind, and this time Xi'er showed her face again...

"A war of words, a child's play, a cunning artifice, what does it matter if you win or lose?"

Huh, this prince can actually speak, with a standard Tokyo accent.

"My Great Xia established the country, with the horse and scimitar, the tribe is brave. The commoner is the commoner, and they are all proud of their small skills!"

Commoner?What do you mean?Zhao Xi didn't understand, but saw that the court officials were very angry.

"My lord, I heard that people over there call me a commoner."

Oh, it turned out to be discriminatory language.However, Zhao Xi didn't think it was discrimination, but instead thought it was envy and admiration.

If they all wear leaf and animal skins, they will all come back alive...

But what people say seems to make sense.Guochao Shilin is indeed a little proud of playing some very elegant and gentle games...

At this time, someone must take over, right?

In the end, Zhao Xi looked around, but still no one answered!
A bunch of wimps who only know how to fight among themselves!

In fact, Zhao Xi misunderstood.Regardless of how you look at Daxia, in fact this is indeed the royal family, the prince, and their etiquette education prevents them from confronting the prince on such occasions.

"May I ask Your Highness, what is your pride?"

"I can open a three-stone bow, walk through Yang with a hundred steps, and ride a war horse for thousands of miles. Can you do it?"

Zhao Xi looked at the figure of the prince on the opposite side... Thinking about himself, although he should be 1.2 meters three, but if he really fights with others... it is purely looking for abuse.

"Dare to ask Your Highness Guigeng?"

There was no way, Zhao Xi didn't want to dig a hole, but if he didn't dig a hole, he would be trapped.

It is still more comfortable to bury someone than to go down the pit by yourself.

(End of this chapter)