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Chapter 410 Song Zhao hangs the South Vietnamese Mission*

Baohe Palace.

All the civil officials gathered together, their eyes were dull, and Qinghei and Yuan Chundi were now on their heads.

Please forgive them for their efforts and have used all the ideas they can think of to solve the problem, but they can never solve the correct answer.

The prince and tutor took the lead in speaking, "Master, this question is tricky, my daughter has already said it, and it will take at least half a month to solve it. The South Vietnam Kingdom only gives us three days, which is really shameless!"

Emperor Yuan Chun had actually expected it, and he crossed his hands on his knees and sighed heavily.

"I know that all the ministers have done their best, but this is the South Vietnamese mission that gave us the great dynasty.

If we cannot block their mouths with our strength, then the dominance of the whole game will fall into the hands of South Vietnam, which will be unfavorable to the situation of our grand dynasty."

When the two countries exchange cultural exports, once one side appears weak, it will not only affect the face of the country, but also the morale of the soldiers stationed at the border.

All the ministers knew the seriousness and shook their heads and sighed helplessly.

Time is short, they really don’t have enough!

The deputy chief advised, "The prince, the daughter of the prince and the tutor are very accurate in their analysis.

After a while, the South Vietnamese delegation entered the hall. Perhaps we could use this as an excuse to rebel against them. It might be that the South Vietnamese people had to solve the problem for more than three days."

Now, it seems that the art of speaking can only solve the dilemma.

Emperor Yuan Chun pondered for a cup of tea and nodded.

The civil servants on the prince's side immediately began to flatter.

"The daughter of the prince and tutor is smart and wise. She can actually analyze the time of this question. Sure enough, the brains of young people are easy to use."

"At a young age, having such a reaction is really good at teaching girls."

"The prince's tutor really gave birth to a good daughter. Among the many noble daughters, only your daughter has analyzed it. If you can save face for Da Shengchao, you will make a great contribution and be justified as the first-rank princess."

The prince and tutor were secretly happy and waved their hands modestly, "You all praise me, my daughter is just average, that is, it reacts a little faster than a certain number one daughter."

When the other ministers heard this, their eyes suddenly became subtle.

The second one is smarter than the first one. Isn’t this obvious that there is something wrong with the first one?

Song Bing, who was suddenly named, was angry and had not spoken yet—

"Director Fang of Canglan College is here!" The eunuch's singing voice came.

When everyone heard that Dean Fang was coming, they turned to the hall gate.

I saw Dean Fang walking in solemnly with four masters from the elite school.

Dean Fang wore a blue shirt and was cold-hearted. He did not bow his knees when facing Emperor Yuan Chun and said calmly, "Sir, there are already students from Canglan College, and he has solved the answer to this question."

"Is the answer solved?" Emperor Yuan Chun couldn't help but be happy.

The other ministers were stunned and then in an uproar.

Someone can actually solve such a difficult question within three days?

What kind of god can do this!

Master Ren handed over the red list, which was launched by Emperor Yuan Chun's personal eunuch, Eunuch Chang.

Everyone looked closely and the answer displayed on the red list was [Twenty-three]

The answer is twenty-three.

The civil officials were stunned at first, then spread the paper and ink on the spot, lying on the verbal words.

"There are things that I don't know the number. I count them three and three, two left, five and five left, three left, seven and seven, two left... Isn't this twenty-three?" Sheng Shoufu's face flushed with excitement.

"Twenty-three! That's right! It's twenty-three!" The deputy chief minister gave a positive answer, not to be outdone.
Chapter completed!
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