Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

The person closest to the clan leader at the moment was the Minister of Revenue Shui Zijun. He leaned over to see the inverted question and immediately looked up at the clan leader.

Yesterday, a memorial was sent from the west, saying that food and fodder were insufficient and only enough to sustain the country for four months.

The issue of grain was discussed in the court yesterday, and today the head of the clan actually used this topic to test the young Prince Gao? Is this really such a simple test? Or is there some other intention?

Brother Hui took a look, reached out and picked up the pen on the table and dipped it in ink.

The onlookers thought that he didn't use an abacus but a pen to calculate, so they all came forward to see how he calculated the numbers.

Xue Wenyu was equally curious. Fan Puchang had come to say goodbye to the clan leader this time, so he didn't have to squeeze or fight for the position, and thus he occupied the most advantageous position and could clearly see what his grandson did.

However, what all the onlookers did not expect was that Brother Hui simply wrote down two strings of numbers on the paper, then put down the pen, and nothing else happened.

This, is the answer? You can write down the answer directly just by taking a look? Everyone is equally shocked.

A few people reacted and ran to the candidate's table to get an abacus, then returned to the table and started calculating. But judging from their actions, they did not have the calmness of an old official.

But the Minister of Revenue did not move and continued to stare at Brother Hui.

Without having to calculate, he knew that the answer written by the young prince was correct, without any error.

Because, I calculated it in the study when I returned home from court yesterday.

Because he was in charge of the money and grain of the Yan Kingdom, he was very sensitive to numbers and remembered them very clearly.

The ones who were using the abacus stopped what they were doing and compared the answers on the paper. They were dumbfounded. They no longer believed it and did not continue to calculate the second answer.

As soon as Xue Wenyu saw the expressions of these people, he knew the result without even looking at the abacus.

However, when he looked at the sect leader again, his eyes were a little different from before.

"Master Sect Leader, if there is nothing else, I will leave the palace." Brother Hui looked at the Sect Leader and said with a smile.

"Have a safe trip, Prince. See you in ten days." The clan leader also said with a smile.

"See you in ten days." Brother Hui responded with a smile, then looked at his father, and followed him when he saw his father walk away.

The other people in Wenhua Hall watched the four people walk away.

"Master, this little prince?" The Minister of Revenue asked the Master in a low voice after watching the people around him walk away.

The leader shook his head, "Let's see what God has in mind."

If God has mercy on the people of Yan State, then may the winner be a wise ruler!

Although Prince Jie won two games in a row, who can guarantee that he can hold on to the end? This is just the testing stage.

However, it's only two games, isn't one already ruined?

As soon as Brother Hui and his group of four came out of Wenhua Hall, Shang Xiaohu excitedly turned around and asked him in a low voice, "Oh my God, how come you are so good? Tell me, did your mother teach you?"

Brother Hui raised his hand and scratched his head; "Ahem, no, it was when I was in Youcheng that a mysterious old man taught me."

"Ah? Who is that person? Why have I never heard of such a person?" Shang Xiaohu felt very strange.

Fan Puchang was half-believing and half-doubting what Hui said. But Xue Wenyu didn't believe it at all. After three years in Youcheng, it wasn't without benefits. If there was anything inconvenient for others to know, he could just blame it on a mysterious person in Youcheng. She was like that, and so was the child! He didn't even need to think about it. This was the woman who taught him.

In the carriage, Xue Wenyu folded his arms and looked forward! What a great guy! He gets more surprises every time!

Brother Hui and Xue Wenyu were in the same carriage. He secretly looked at his father's face several times, but he could not see anything. Unable to figure out his father's mood at the moment, Brother Hui chose to keep silent.

Just get home quickly, mom will take care of everything!

Brother Hui wondered why the road from the palace to his home had changed so much. It didn't seem that far when he came here, but why did it become so long when he got home?

"Did your mother teach you that?" Xue Wenyu suddenly asked.

Brother Hui turned his head and looked at his father. He wanted to say no, but he didn't dare to, so he had to answer honestly: "Yes."

"Then tell me again, why didn't you continue studying in the academy in Youcheng?" Xue Wenyu remembered to ask, he wanted to confirm it.

Since his father asked, Hui simply confessed honestly: "One day my mother asked me what I learned in school, and I told her eight-part essays, three-character classics, and so on. Then, my mother said with disdain, "You are only teaching such meaningless things, so don't go, I'd rather teach you at home."

So, the son didn't go." After Brother Hui finished speaking, he observed his father's expression again, and still couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

It was because of this that Brother Hui felt even more uncomfortable, and thought that it would be better for his father to have a gloomy face.

After Xue Wenyu asked these questions, he did not speak again until he reached the gate of the mansion.

The carriage stopped and when the door opened, Mu Yingbao rushed over and asked impatiently, "How is it? What are you competing for today? What's the situation?"

"Today's competition is about arithmetic. What do you think will happen?" Xue Wenyu jumped off the carriage and asked her.

"Arithmetic? What, it's actually arithmetic? Oh my god, why not compete in something else but arithmetic? Is the person who set the questions one of us?" Mu Yingbao laughed when he heard it.

Then she thought of something, and leaned close to Xue Wenyu and told him in a low voice, "You don't know, when our brother Hui was in Youcheng, he met a mysterious old man. The old man liked our brother Hui and taught him arithmetic."

Ahem, Xia, Brother Hui, who had just got off the carriage, heard this and quickly spoke out to remind them to stop it, but Mu Yingbao was so excited that he didn't react at all.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Are you coughing? Did you catch a cold?" Mu Yingbao looked at the child nervously, touched his forehead, and took his pulse.

Brother Hui looked at his mother with guilt. What should he do? He had let his mother down!

"Xuan, there's no problem. Just go back to the house and drink some pear water." Mu Yingbao put his arm around Brother Hui's shoulder and walked towards the gate.

Brother Hui didn't dare to look back, nor did he dare to tell his mother right away. Something bad had happened, as his father already knew that arithmetic was also taught by her.

Everyone in the Prince's Mansion was extremely excited when they heard the news that Brother Hui had won again today.

Only Brother Hui, who had been in the limelight again today, was unhappy. However, when he returned to the backyard, he had no chance to confess to his mother alone, because his father was right beside them and didn't go anywhere, as if he did it on purpose.

Finally, when Brother Hui came back, Mu Yingbao, relieved, busied herself with making lunch. But as she was busy, she noticed that there was something abnormal about the father and son.

The big one would stare at me from time to time, and the small one would glance at the big one from time to time.

"Xuan, there's no problem. Just go back to the house and drink some pear water." Mu Yingbao put his arm around Brother Hui's shoulder and walked towards the gate.

Brother Hui didn't dare to look back, nor did he dare to tell his mother right away. Something bad had happened, as his father already knew that arithmetic was also taught by her.

Everyone in the Prince's Mansion was extremely excited when they heard the news that Brother Hui had won again today.

Only Brother Hui, who had been in the limelight again today, was unhappy. However, when he returned to the backyard, he had no chance to confess to his mother alone, because his father was right beside them and didn't go anywhere, as if he did it on purpose.

Finally, when Brother Hui came back, Mu Yingbao, relieved, busied herself with making lunch. But as she was busy, she noticed that there was something abnormal about the father and son.

The big one would stare at me from time to time, and the small one would glance at the big one from time to time.