Volume 2: Residence in the Capital Chapter 103: Boring Questions
The sack that Ah Liu "picked up" was eventually brought into the gate of Duke Zhao's mansion by the guards, and Zhang Shou waved goodbye to Zhu Ying, and then went home under the guidance of Ah Liu. At this time, he was yawning and didn't think about why Ah Liu knew where the small courtyard that Qi Jingshan lent to them mother and son was, since he had followed him everywhere before.
After returning home, he forced himself to deal with Wu's series of questions. He almost fell asleep while taking a shower, and when he climbed into bed, he slept soundly.
When he opened his eyes again, he rested the back of his left hand on his forehead. He couldn't even remember what day it was or where he was. He even stretched out his right hand in a trance, wanting to take the phone that he vaguely remembered putting on the bedside table. It wasn't until his outstretched hand touched the wide fence of the bunk bed that he finally got rid of the feeling of dreamlike reality.
He has been away from his mobile phone for many years... In this era of regular and boring life, he gets up at sunrise and goes to bed at sunset. In order to protect his eyes, he rarely turns on the light to read or even write. Even his eyesight has returned to 2.0.
It was only in recent days that his peaceful days were suddenly shattered by that young lady, and he finally found some taste and excitement.
The young man who taught in the countryside unexpectedly became a doctor of the Imperial College...
It was bright outside the window, and it was a good day. After a night of sleep, occasionally breaking the biological clock and sleeping until waking up naturally was a little pleasure that people who often sleep in could not experience. Unconsciously, Zhang Shou suddenly did not want to get up, but lay there and continued to stare at the tent above his head, until he heard someone talking outside the door.
"Ah Hu, did Brother Six reject you too?"
"Yes! I really want to learn some martial arts, but Brother Liu didn't say yes or no, he just looked at you quietly... that look in his eyes is creepy! Alas, why don't I have a talent for studying?"
"Neither have I... Fortunately, my grandfather hasn't come back from the Linhai Camp yet, otherwise he would have given me a good beating before sending me here! He always talks about how well Xiao Qi and Xiao Dai are learning from the young master, but I feel sleepy when I read, and I feel like running away when I see those numbers..."
Zhang Shou recognized the voices as those of Yang Hao and Qiao Hu, and couldn't help but smile.
Studying really depends on talent. For example, when he and his cousin entered school at the same time, he could always rank first even if he didn't study much, but his cousin started to stumble in the first grade and repeated two grades in six years of elementary school. Although his talent was not enough to get into a national key high school, at least he could still get into an ordinary 211 university and continue to pretend to be a top student after failing the college entrance examination.
He gently closed his eyes and listened to the two people first complaining about Ah Liu's coldness and ruthlessness, then praising Wu's kindness and benevolence, and finally unscrupulously discussing how Old Liu and Aunt Liu usually spend the night. He finally couldn't help but sit up, pounding the bed and shouting, "Be careful of Old Liu's reed stick!"
The next moment, there was total silence outside the door. After a while, the door was slightly opened, and a round little head poked in and looked around for a while. When he realized that Zhang Shou was sitting on the bed looking at him, he let out a light cry and then moved into the room awkwardly. Behind him, another chubby boy also tiptoed into the room.
Zhang Shou was too lazy to teach them a lesson for gossiping behind their backs. He yawned and asked, "Why are you two the only ones outside the door?"
"Early in the morning, the Duke Zhao's Mansion sent someone to invite the lady, and Aunt Liu accompanied the lady out. Old Liu also went out sneakily behind Ah Liu, and no one knew where he went. Brother Xiao Qi went to the Shuntian government office to see Brother Xiao Dai."
Qiao Hu rushed to explain a few words, and then hurriedly said: "Someone came to see the young master earlier, but when he heard that you were not up yet, he went back in a bad mood. By the way, the person went to the village to study, and his name was..."
Qiao Hu, who spoke incoherently, racked his brains but couldn't remember who the person was, so he could only turn his head to look at Yang Hao beside him. As a result, Yang Laoguan's second grandson was even more confused than him, and even whispered: "Ahu and I forgot to ask his name."
Knowing that they had learned how to be a good farmer in the village, and maybe how to be a good soldier, but definitely had never learned how to be a good doorman or a good servant, Zhang Shou thought about it and finally irresponsibly decided to throw this task to Old Liu - because expecting Ah Liu to teach him was worse than expecting the air to talk to people.
After getting up, washing, changing clothes, and eating the white porridge left for him on the stove, Zhang Shou began to think seriously about today's schedule.
Jiuzhang Hall is still under renovation, and going to the Imperial College at this time may easily be seen as showing off or provoking.
When you go to the Ge Mansion, Ge Yong will drag you to solve various extremely complicated math problems that are meaningful these days but meaningless in the future.
Going to the Duke of Zhao's mansion would easily attract a crowd of people, and the impatient Zhu Ying might be waiting for Lu Wan to come to visit... In fact, he was not completely sure that the codes he had deciphered last night were correct . Perhaps it was just a coincidence that the four words "Master Kong" could hit Lu Wan.
He thought for a long time, and finally asked casually: "Have you been out since you arrived in the capital? What's going on recently?"
Zhang Shou just asked casually, but Qiao Hu immediately shouted: "We have never been out, but we heard something! Young sir, the rebels from the Linhai Camp who tried to attack our village will be tried in Shuntian Prefecture today."
Seeing Yang Hao nodding his head vigorously, Zhang Shou was a little surprised at first, but then he was relieved.
Several days have passed since the commander from the Ruiqi Battalion, Xiongwei, escorted 20 to 30 captives back to Beijing from Rongshui Village. It is said that the emperor, who was sick from anger, appeared in the Imperial College yesterday in good spirits. Since abnormal things happen every day, it is understandable that the Shuntian Prefecture, which is supposed to be in charge of civil affairs, suddenly exceeded its authority and took charge of the military rebellion.
Maybe the emperor and his ministers are having some disagreement again...
Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Well, lock the door, bring the horse out, and let's go watch the fun!"
After finally entering the long-dreamed-of capital city, Yang Hao and Qiao Hu were confined to this alley. They were almost going crazy. Zhang Shou's words naturally made them cheer. After they followed him out of the door, they kept whispering behind Zhang Shou, commenting on what they saw and heard .
It was not until they entered Shuntianfu Street and found the front of them was filled with dark crowds that they were frightened and gradually shut up.
It’s okay that the capital is so big, but there are so many people!
Seeing the two little guys startled by the crowd, Zhang Shou, who was riding on his horse, asked with a smile: "The wheels of the wheels are hitting each other, people's shoulders are rubbing, the hems of the clothes are connected like a curtain, the sleeves are raised like a curtain, and the sweat is like rain."
Zhang Shou paused, then tilted his head and asked, "Do you know what it means?"
"have no idea!"
Zhang Shou couldn't help laughing at the three words that were said in unison. "This is to describe the bustle of Linzi, the capital of Qi during the Warring States Period. Wheels collided, shoulders rubbed against each other, the lapels of people's clothes could be used as curtains, and when people raised their sleeves, they almost became tents. Everyone's sweat was like rain. And now this capital is several times larger than Linzi."
Being bored, he casually said, "Since you can see that there are a lot of people in the capital, then if we divide the capital into a chessboard with eight squares horizontally and eight squares vertically, a total of sixty-four squares, the first square has one person, the second square has two people, the third square has four people... and so on, how many people do you think there are in the capital?"
Qiao Hu didn't think this was a question, and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Young sir, how could there be so few people in the capital? So, the fourth grid has eight people, the fifth grid has sixteen, and the sixth grid has thirty-two..."
However, when he counted to the eighth square, his scalp began to tingle, and when he counted to the tenth square, his eyes turned into small circles. Even worse than him was Yang Hao. The little guy had a bitter look on his face and shook his head like a rattle.
"Young sir, I won't calculate it. I'm sure I can't figure it out!"
Zhang Shou was originally teasing the two little guys, and seeing that they really couldn't figure it out, he laughed out of mischief. But at this moment, he heard a voice in his ear: "Little man, can you figure out the problem you mentioned?"
Zhang Shou didn't expect that someone would suddenly ask such a question when he casually asked the two little guys. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was a strange short and fat old man standing at the door of a teahouse three or four steps away. However, there was someone he knew standing next to the old man, who was Ge Yong's old friend Qi Jingshan.
Zhang Shou smiled and counted casually, "It's very simple. The answer is 18446744073709551615 people."
This kind of math problem would make even the greatest mathematician dizzy in ancient times. But it’s different nowadays. Computers are really powerful gadgets!
I could recite pi to fifty decimal places in the first grade of elementary school...
