The old gentlemen looked at each other, but still don’t understand why Fang Shuhan highly praised Ye Xingyuan’s word. Someone is still smart. When he mentioned Ye Xingyuan’s word, he shook, but he heard a cry, just like wildfire igniting and flames flew away!

The person holding the calligraphy was startled and almost threw the character out of his hand. Fortunately, the flames were flying but there was no heat, and it did not burn his hands, and it disappeared as soon as it appeared.

The words on the paper were moving like a villain, the wildfires burned out, the fields were cultivated, all things grew, and the world changed. Although it was only a moment, it seemed to have gone through thousands of generations. The meaning of it was not in the text, but in the characters. If Fang Shuhan's words had already had atmosphere, then Ye Xingyuan's words had charm.

Ye Xingyuan was shocked himself. He looked at his writing and compared the inscription. He suddenly realized in his heart. He reached out and held Fang Shuhan and said, "It was accidental that I could write such words. If I could write them again, I would never be able to do so. Your eyes were as sharp as a torch, and your hands were equal. This is the correct way of calligraphy. I am far inferior to you."

After all, I am not a native of this world, so I have no restraints or shackles in my heart. When I write it in a letter, I resonate with the deviant meaning in the inscription, and I can even play the secret of heaven on paper.

But this kind of thing cannot be repeated, nor can it be considered that you are ahead of your calligraphy level. You can only say that your spiritual realm is broader, and only by betting on the calligraphy can you show a more perfect vision. This itself is also a huge advantage that you have traveled through time. You don’t care about it in your daily life, but instead reveal it in such small details.

When Fang Shuhan heard Ye Xingyuan's humble words, he felt even more ashamed. He felt that he had no idea about Mount Tai at the beginning. He was so ashamed that he apologized repeatedly and said that he had to drink and apologize.

Ye Xingyuan had no choice but to agree and put his arms out with him. Of course, the two of them had passed this level. They had fought each other before, but finally they appreciated each other, which was a good story. The two of them left the cabin and got off the boat at the same time, which caused thunderous cheers.

Lu Wei was so impressed that he followed Ye Xingyuan and sighed to Ouyang Ziyu: "I think now that my cousin can do anything except not having children..."

Ouyang Ziyu curled her lips and wanted to express disdain. However, thinking that she had not helped her for two levels and had to rely on Ye Xingyuan to conquer the world by herself, she felt a little ashamed. She just refused to forgive others, "This may not be the case. The next level may be for you and me!"

Fang Shuhan pulled Ye Xingyuan off the boat, passed through the lively and cheering crowd, went to the restaurant, and met with Tang Shiyan and others. Tang Shiyan and others had heard that Fang Shuhan had been asking for trouble for Ye Xingyuan before, but when he saw him now, he was convinced and laughed.

Later, Tang Shiyan talked about the interesting story of meeting Ye Xingyuan in the Lu family that day. Fang Shuhan realized that this senior had misunderstood and felt relieved. It’s not that they didn’t know the goods, is Ye Xingyuan’s sometimes acting too outrageous?

Then several talented men took out the calligraphy of the nine frontier poems recorded by Ye Xingyuan. Fang Shuhan couldn't put it down after reading them, and couldn't help but blame his friends for not taking them out for him earlier, which made him look ugly on the boat.

Others are poetry, but Fang Shuhan is even more famous for Ye Xingyuan's characters. These fonts are fresh and unique. Although they are not mature, they already have the atmosphere of being a big fan, and they will become their own family sooner or later. Fang Shuhan couldn't let go after reading it, and said he wanted to buy it with a lot of money.

Ye Xingyuan was not just him, so he had to agree to the two words "Hundred Gold" and was so happy that Fang Shuhan was extremely excited and drank a few more drinks.

Tang Shiyan remembered something and said with a smile: "When talking about buying a lot of money, Brother Ye is not good at this time. We spend time and effort on calligraphy and painting. Even if we meet someone who knows the goods, we only have twenty or thirty gold. Today, there are rumors outside that Brother Ye has already sold the draft of the calculation on the ship yesterday to twenty taels of silver per page. This is simply a fortune that fell from the sky!"

Ye Xingyuan looked back at Lu Wei. Lu Wei's heart was pounding, and he couldn't believe his ears. It was still ten taels in the morning, which was an unimaginable sky-high price. It was less than noon, and it was twenty taels at once. Then, according to this increase, wouldn't the twenty-four pages of drafts hidden in his arms be priceless sooner or later?

He was just thinking about making money, and his mouth was dry. Ye Xingyuan thought a little deeper. Why was the draft he used so high? Who was receiving the goods behind the scenes?

This thing is not like a calligraphy and painting work. For example, his calligraphy at the Courtesan Festival today has its artistic value and can also be preserved in future generations. If you have a reputation or rank high in the future, your works will have room for appreciation.

What value can a draft written in a credible hand-written way? Someone has a mass income. What is this strange? Ye Xingyuan turned around and asked Tang Shiyan, "Senior, can you tell who wants to accept this draft? This matter is a bit confused, and I always feel something is wrong."

Tang Shiyan said: "As far as I know, the one who wants to accept your draft behind the scenes is Deacon Xu on Ding Huakui's pleasure boat. He offered a price of twenty taels, so everyone would naturally follow him. If it weren't for your ghost painting talismans that were difficult to imitate, I'm afraid that all the fakes on the market will fly all over the sky."

Is the courtesan who wants to collect his draft? Is it because the beauty is looking at him, and he spends a lot of money on his own? Ye Xingyuan shook his head. There is no such good thing in the world. Since the other party has taken such action, he must have a specific purpose.

Ye Xingyuan carefully recalled the details of the two levels of the Courtesan Conference, and felt something was wrong. However, he had never experienced the Courtesan Conference personally before, but he had just watched it from the official chronicle. Although he felt that this period of the Courtesan Conference was different from the previous one, he could not say the details, so he could only ask Tang Shiyan and others again.

When Tang Shiyan heard Ye Xingyuan's questions, he thought for a while, and found that something was wrong. On weekdays, the courtesan conferences were nothing more than singing and dancing. The exams for some elegant questions were just to increase their voices and voices, but the exam questions for this conference seemed too serious.

The first day was an unusual arithmetic, and the broken inscriptions used in calligraphy on the second day were even less famous. They were discussing the profound meaning contained in that passage just now, and they all felt that it was a bit unique, but it was incompatible with orthodoxy. Where did this female courtesan get it? What is her origin?

At this time, Fang Shuhan also interjected: "If I'm not mistaken, the courtesan this time should be from the southeastern region."

The calligraphy nerd suddenly spoke, and Ye Xingyuan was also stunned and asked, "Where did Brother Fang know?"

Fang Shuhan nodded and said, "I have seen the question of the cattle shepherd in the heavenly court yesterday. This question is popular on a large island in the southeast. It is said that it was erected by a god and erected a monument to test the local barbarians. I asked someone to rub the inscription and took it back through the sea. Although I have never calculated the question, I remember the words, and every word is as dense as a chain of beads, which is quite interesting."

As a calligraphy maniac, of course, he had to find a way to get the famous inscriptions from all over the country. Fang Shuhan didn't care about the algorithm of the cow shepherd in Heaven, but he remembered the font clearly.

"There are barbarians in the southeast and outside the country, how could they come to my Hanjiang Mansion to be the courtesan? Could it be that they can't solve this question and want to find a talented man from the Central Plains to solve it?" Tang Shiyan laughed and joked, "This makes sense. Xiao Ye solved this question, but he was afraid that he would be snatched back by the barbarian courtesan to be his son-in-law."

The customs of barbarians are unique, and there is no distinction between men and women. Men can marry their wives, and women can also marry their husbands. They show up in public without shame. I heard that the custom of stealing relatives is quite popular. Legend has it that no matter men and women, they will be knocked out with a stick when they like it on the road and dragged the person home to get married. Tang Shiyan used this to scare Ye Xingyuan.

"This is not." Fang Shuhan added, "The first half of this question is answered. My inscription also contains answers from people from modern times, but the words are unsightly. I have never read them carefully before.

I also compared the problem when I went home last night. The difficulty of this question has not been written yet. I gave us a less condition. If we add it, the total number should be 5,0389,082. This number cannot be calculated in one day..."

Ye Xingyuan recalled the message from the courtesan who sent the old deacon to the end of yesterday's competition and felt it was unanimous. At that time, he thought that the calculation volume would increase greatly after adding a condition, and Fang Shuhan's answer was the order of magnitude he estimated.

In fact, this solution is not difficult. The difficult one is calculation. He is not good at using abacus. Without calculation tools, such calculations of orders of magnitude make people dizzy. If he cooperates with Mr. Zhang’s two accountants, it may greatly improve efficiency.

"But the difficulty of this question is not here." Fang Shuhan became interested and said: "The last two conditions are the reasons why no one has solved this question in the southeast of the country for thousands of years."

He raised two fingers and said, "One is that the black and white cows gather together, which can be arranged in a square shape. The other is that the brown and yellow cows gather together, which can be arranged in a straight triangle shape. When the inscription came that day, Teacher Miao happened to be a guest at my house. I took a look for him on a whim. He thought about it for half a day, but in the end he said it was undecided and retreated..."

Ye Xingyuan was shocked and knew that these two conditions were extremely powerful! If the total number of black and white cows was a square number and the total number of brown and yellow cows was a triangle number, then it would take not a few days or months to find this big number in the vast number.

I don’t know if those barbarians can calculate it. Anyway, Ye Xingyuan asked himself, even though he had already made preliminary research on this topic, he was really not interested in continuing to go deeper.

Tang Shiyan frowned at this time, "What Brother Fang said about Teacher Miao is Miao Changfeng, who was enlisted into the imperial guards of the Imperial Heavenly Prison? He can't calculate this question? If the barbarian can calculate this question, the arithmetic method is really not weak!"

Miu Changfeng is a genius of arithmetic in the province. When he was young, he could calculate the calendar and infer the eclipse of the sun and the moon. Later, he became older and his algorithm became more refined. Three years ago, the Imperial Heaven Supervision recruited and summoned him to the capital. If he could not even calculate it, but the southeastern barbarians could find the solution, wouldn’t it mean that the barbarians’ arithmetic methods had surpassed the Central Plains?

Fang Shuhan didn't care, "It was Teacher Miao Changfeng. Arithmetic is a small path, and barbarians are obsessed with the tragedy, so they will never change it for thousands of years to calculate it. Fools must have a thousand thoughts, and they don't have to care."
Chapter completed!