Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

Chapter 486 99 Multiplication Table

As dusk approached, the Ministry of Personnel received three memorials requesting Emperor Yuan to depose the empress.

After reading the three memorials, the Left Prime Minister hesitated for a moment and then put them into the memorials that needed to be presented to Emperor Yuan.

In Daxia, not all memorials were presented to the Yuan Emperor. Some memorials could be handled directly by the Ministry of Personnel.

Only memorials of great importance or requiring personal review by Emperor Yuan would be presented to him.

Otherwise, if Emperor Yuan had to review every memorial personally, he would be exhausted to death.

After reading all the memorials, the Left Prime Minister raised his hand to rub his aching neck. At this moment, the Right Prime Minister came in from outside with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the Right Prime Minister, the Left Prime Minister couldn't help but recall what the Duke of England had said to him at noon, and his eyes were suddenly filled with resentment when he looked at the Right Prime Minister.

If the Right Prime Minister had not insisted on asking him to discuss the fact that the Empress had been married, he would not have been punished to copy the "Records of the Grand Historian".

That’s "Records of the Grand Historian"!

It’s such a thick book that his neck would be sore after copying it.

The Right Prime Minister saw the resentment in the Left Prime Minister's eyes and coughed guiltily, "Um... During this period, if there is anything you need help with at work, just let me know."

He knew very well why the Left Prime Minister looked at him that way, because he was there when the Duke of England came to convey Lord Xiao Jiang's punishment.

The Left Prime Minister snorted, "I need someone to help me share the punishment of copying the "Records of the Grand Historian"."

"I have no problem copying the "Records of the Grand Historian", but I'm afraid it will be even worse if Lord Jiang finds out." The Right Prime Minister reminded.

After hearing this, the Left Prime Minister sighed, "Never mind, it's my own fault for forgetting about the class."

Speaking of classes, the Right Prime Minister couldn't help but say, "I think Arabic numerals have nothing special to offer except that they are convenient for writing. There is absolutely no need to learn them."

Zuo Xiang also had this feeling, but he felt that the creation of Arabic numerals could not have been simply for the convenience of writing.

He mused, “Perhaps there is something special about Arabic numerals that we don’t know about.”

"You mean Master Xiao Jiang is hiding something?"

The Left Prime Minister hesitated and nodded. "I've heard the word 'mathematics' mentioned more than once in Master Xiao Jiang's conversations."

"Mathematics? What is that?"

The Left Prime Minister shook his head. "I don't know, but what I do know is that mathematics is related to Arabic numerals."

The Right Prime Minister pondered for a moment and then asked, "Should I discuss this 'mathematics' with Your Majesty?"

"No rush, I'll test Master Xiao Jiang tomorrow and see if I can learn something from his inner voice."

Meanwhile, Lu Yunting came to the Supervisory Office to pick up Jiang Yueyang. As they walked out the door, they ran into Xie Xu.

Jiang Yueyang knew that Xie Xu came for mosquito coils, so she turned back and got a box of mosquito coils for him.

"Thank you, sir. This is mosquito coil."

Xie Xu opened the mosquito coil wrapped in white paper and saw the whirlpool-like mosquito coil with curiosity in his eyes.

Is this tiny thing really that effective in repelling mosquitoes?

Today, he was absent from court due to some matters. After several of his subordinates, who had used mosquito coils, had waited all day for him but hadn't seen him, they went to his house to look for him.

They told him that once the mosquito coil was lit, all the mosquitoes would run away within ten breaths.

He knew that this mosquito coil could definitely repel mosquitoes. After all, it was something Jiang Yueyang took out.

But he didn't quite believe that the mosquito coil was as effective as his subordinates said, and suspected they were exaggerating.

Jiang Yueyang saw him staring at the mosquito coil for a long time and couldn't help but call out to him, "Thank you, sir?"

Xie Xu came back to his senses after hearing the voice and asked, "Master Xiao Jiang, is this mosquito coil harmful to the human body?"

"There is a substance in mosquito coils that is slightly toxic, but as long as it is used properly it will not cause much impact on the human body." Jiang Yueyang answered truthfully.

Xie Xu nodded after hearing this and said, "Master Xiao Jiang, I would like to order a hundred of these mosquito coils first."

Jiang Yueyang smiled slightly, "No rush, after you use it, it's not too late to buy it if you think it's good."

"Alright."

Afterwards, Xie Xu said goodbye and left, while Jiang Yueyang and Lu Yunting went home hand in hand.

At this moment, at the door of Jiang Yueyang's office, Jiang Xun was holding the "Multiplication Table" with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Just now, when he came out to stretch his muscles, he accidentally saw that his sister's office door was not closed.

He walked over to close the door, but unexpectedly saw a piece of paper on the ground. He picked it up and saw the five big characters "Nine-Nine Multiplication Table" written on the top line.

Judging from the handwriting, the content above was written by his sister, but what is this "Multiplication Table"?

1x1 = 1

2x2 = 4

3x3 = 9

How is this calculated?

Jiang Xun had attended his sister's lectures and knew that the number after the = sign was the sum or subtraction of the two preceding numbers.

But this "x" is neither a + sign nor a - sign.

He didn't think his sister had made a mistake. After all, even if she had made a mistake, it was impossible that she had made all of it wrong.

What is this "x" symbol?

The Multiplication Table...

Addition... subtraction... multiplication... He suddenly thought of something, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes. Could this "x" be called a multiplication sign?

Just when he was thinking about the key point, someone suddenly patted his shoulder from behind and asked, "Jiang Xun, what are you doing standing here?"

Jiang Xun was startled and turned around to see that it was Wen Jinnian, his fellow deacon.

Wen Jinnian's eyes fell on the Multiplication Table. Without waiting for Jiang Xun to reply, he asked, "What is this?"

Jiang Xun subconsciously wanted to hide, but then he thought, Wen Jinnian had already seen it, and it would be useless for him to hide.

So, he shook his head and said, "I don't know what this is. I just picked it up on the ground."

"Let me see." Wen Jinnian took the multiplication table from his hand and noticed the "x" on it at a glance.

"What's this 'x'?" he asked, noting the number after the = sign. "And how did you get this result?"

“为什么1x1=1，3x3=9，4x4=16？”他一连问了好几个问题。

Jiang Xun shook his head again, "I don't know."

"This handwriting..." Wen Jinnian noticed the handwriting, "This thing was written by Si Zheng. Could this be what he will teach later?"

Jiang Xun glanced at the Multiplication Table. He and Wen Jinnian had different ideas.

He felt that this was something his sister was not prepared to teach.

Wen Jinnian had no idea what Jiang Xun was thinking, and stared at the Multiplication Table, thinking seriously.

Suddenly, he said in surprise: "Jiang Xun, I know what this 'x' is called! Look, here..."

"It's the multiplication sign." Jiang Xun interrupted him softly.

"So you already knew it."

At this time, Jiang Yueyang, who was on her way home, didn't know that the multiplication matter had been exposed.