Wang Jian glanced at Gongsun Xing and replied, "All you do all day is use words to needle . What else are you capable of?"
Gongsun Xing laughed as he unfolded the paper in his hand. "Without , you’d have been buried long ago. Tell , what do you think I’m capable of?"
As he spoke, he casually swept his eyes over the paper.
It had been several years now, whether in the martial world, among common folk, or within the imperial court, no one had been able to solve this problem.
He had nearly begun to suspect that the question was nothing more than a joke his father had left behind. Yet his father’s handwritten notes clearly recorded the answer to the problem.
Over the years, countless people had attempted to answer these two questions, producing responses that were bizarre, varied, and utterly strange.
He had long since lost confidence in ever seeing a correct answer. But when he saw the answers written on that sheet of paper, his eyes suddenly widened and even his hands began to tremble.
Seeing that Gongsun Xing’s expression was off, just like soone who is getting caught sowhere between wanting to cry and wanting to laugh, Wang Jian asked, "What? Soone actually wrote down the answers?"
Gongsun Xing nodded, his face carrying a hint of gravity. "Wang Jian, I need to go et this person."
After Yue Mingxuan handed in his answers, he had been waiting for Gongsun Xing to co out and see him.
He had a whole pile of questions he wanted to ask, but no matter how long he waited, not only did Gongsun Xing fail to appear, even Xie Lianhua had vanished without a trace.
What on earth was going on?
Yue Mingxuan cursed silently in his heart.
This was the Imperial Consort’s territory and he did not dare to act rashly and go searching on his own.
Every minute of waiting felt as long as an hour to him.
When Gongsun Xing finally walked in, he saw Yue Mingxuan pacing back and forth in agitation as if he was trapped in a loop.
Suppressing the nervousness in his heart, Gongsun Xing spoke. "Are you the one who answered the questions?"
Yue Mingxuan turned his head and saw a man dressed in white standing before him.
The dicinal scent clinging to the man instantly made Yue Mingxuan subconsciously confirm his identity. "You are Gongsun Xing?"
"Yes, I am Gongsun Xing."
Gongsun Xing nodded and found a place to sit down casually.
He was quite astonished, because the one who had answered the questions turned out to be a young Ger.
The father who had left behind these questions had passed away twenty years ago.
If this young Ger was not an extraordinary genius, then he must have so deep connection with the Gongsun family.
Because of this, the look Gongsun Xing directed at Yue Mingxuan carried a bit more warmth and a bit more scrutiny.
Yue Mingxuan had originally thought that soone known as a Miracle Doctor would surely be an elderly man with graying hair.
He had not expected soone so young.
Being watched with such an inquisitive gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable. "Um... Miracle Doctor Gongsun, I have a few questions I’d like to ask you. Would that be alright?"
Seeing that Gongsun Xing had co in person, a sharp eyed eunuch had already poured him so tea.
Gongsun Xing took a light sip and said, "I also have questions for you. Go ahead and ask yours first."
Yue Mingxuan felt sowhat embarrassed. "Then... perhaps Miracle Doctor Gongsun should ask first."
Gongsun Xing thought for a mont and said, "I want to know how you managed to answer my questions."
Gongsun Xing’s question instantly left Yue Mingxuan dumbfounded.
How was he supposed to explain this?
Was he to tell him that he had transmigrated into another body?
That these questions were basic knowledge from a thousand years later?
He had no desire to be treated like a monster and burned at the stake.
Seeing Yue Mingxuan hesitate, Gongsun Xing asked again, "Did you co up with the thod yourself, or did you study under soone else?"
Hearing this, Yue Mingxuan grew even more awkward. "Uh... it probably counts as studying under soone else."
Nine years of compulsory education could be considered studying under soone else, right?
"Then where is your master?" Gongsun Xing’s voice carried a hint of urgency. "Could you introduce ?"
Brother, please, Yue Mingxuan complained inwardly.
He was not Doraemon, nor did he have a ti machine.
How was he supposed to make introductions?
But he did not dare to tell the truth.
"My master travels the world. Even I don’t see him often."
On his conscience, he was not lying.
Among his forr mathematics teachers, there had indeed been more than a few who loved traveling.
A trace of disappointnt crossed Gongsun Xing’s face. "If there’s a chance in the future, you must let et your master." After a brief pause, he added, "You said you had questions for . Go ahead and ask."
Yue Mingxuan did not dare to directly ask about the origin of the questions, so he asked in a more roundabout way. "Why did you set this question in the first place?"
Gongsun Xing glanced at Yue Mingxuan and beca even more convinced that either this Ger or his master must have so connection to the Gongsun family.
Ordinary people would never concern themselves with the origin of a question like this.
"This question ca from my late father’s dical notes. Solving it was his final wish, and I am rely fulfilling it on his behalf. As for where my father obtained this question, I do not know."
Hearing Gongsun Xing say this, Yue Mingxuan also felt a sense of disappointnt.
Seeing a familiar problem in this unfamiliar ti and space had stirred his emotions deeply.
He had desperately wanted to find the person who wrote the question, because that would an he was not truly alone in this world.
But now, this thread of hope had been cut off as well.
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