He is really a considerate person.
Noticing that Zheng Lingbo lingered longer on someone's face, he promptly approached and introduced Zheng Lingbo.
Zheng Lingbo initially didn't pay much attention to it.
Not until later did he find that he knew everyone, resisting the urge to look over out of curiosity, and asked, "How do you know so many people?"
Rong Yiwu paused for a moment.
He quickly smiled calmly, "Its not about having enough talent, its just that I need to study more."
Zheng Lingbo was shocked.
What an honest and sincere truth!
The two of them walked around in a circle, and the officials from the Cloud Nation presented a few riddles. A group of people gathered there to solve them.
Upon seeing Rong Yiwu, someone greeted him.
"Rong brother!"
The man walked over, whispered something to Rong Yiwu in a low voice, and Rong Yiwu quickly turned his head to look at Zheng Lingbo, asking, "Zheng girl, do you want to go check out the commotion over there? The envoy has set up a trap, it seems interesting."
Zheng Lingbo hesitated for a moment and nodded, following him.
Sure enough, it was the envoy of the Cloud Country who was causing trouble.
It sounds pretty good. He said that they had been plagued by three puzzles for years, only praising the talents of the people from Jin Country, stating that they were bound to solve them.
——Although everyone knows that these puzzles are probably deliberately made difficult by them.
There are three challenges, both subjective and objective.
The crowd was large, and the officials, naturally after going through many tests to enter the court, are not as young as they once were, lacking some of the younger generation's ingenuity.
Therefore, the first two subjective questions could still be answered by people with a few ideas, but the last arithmetic problem really baffled everyone.
The person who spoke to Rong Yiwu was referring to the very last arithmetic problem.
Rong Yiwu probably demonstrated some interest in arithmetic in his daily life, and the person had also seen Rong Yiwu's mental arithmetic, so when everyone else couldn't solve the problem, he wanted Rong Yiwu to go take a look.
Rong Yiwu approached, and the crowd was deep in thought.
Some who knew Rong Yiwu saw him coming and brightened immediately, rushing forward to greet him eagerly, "Rong brother, do you have any insights?"
Rong Yiwu replied calmly, "Let me take a look at the problem first."
Zheng Lingbo followed Rong Yiwu, but her eyes roamed around casually while she also leaned in to listen to what others were saying.
The person who had called Rong Yiwu over was still speaking: "The first two questions have some explanations. The greatest and the smallest are the heart; the great one is like a broad mind embracing all things, and the small one is like selfish desires that are often overlooked."
Someone beside him added: "The softest and the strongest can also be understood. The best person is like water, which can wear away stones through drops." The answer to the second question should be water.
"However, the third question is really difficult."
Zheng Lingbo had originally been listening to the accents of the speakers, but now, as the man explained the riddle, she couldn't help but be drawn a bit more by his words.
She couldn't help but secretly contemplate the problem.
But she had no clue at all.
If she were to solve the problem, she would more likely start by trying out numbers one by one.
However, several officials from the Cloud Country were still smiling and waiting expectantly nearby.
With the scene of the group being stuck and looking at each other awkwardly already quite embarrassing, using such a simple-minded method would only make their incompetence even more obvious.
Rong Yiwu indeed has some skills.
He gave a moment of thought, then spoke confidently.
The envoy of the Cloud Country couldn't help but have his expression slightly sink as Rong Yiwu spoke confidently. He looked up and down at Rong Yiwu, noticing that he was not wearing official attire, and after a moment of silence, he feigned a smile and said with insincere admiration, "Your country is indeed blessed with talent and spirit. This gentleman is young and capable. I wonder what position he holds in the official hierarchy?"
Rong Yiwu's face showed a very noticeable look of shame: "I'm merely a lowly scholar, not worthy of the envoy's praise."
The envoy: "……"
He choked, then scanned the person again, looking at the other officials who were watching, his eyes narrowing and a look of regret on his face as he said with a sigh, "Such an extraordinary talent wasn't able to enter the imperial court. It seems that your country… tsk tsk."
The sentence was cut off, and his sardonic tone was fully revealed.
Originally, the crowd was excitedly whispering because Rong Yiwu had given an answer. However, when they heard the envoy's words, a few elderly officials couldn't help but feel some embarrassment on their faces.
But it was Rong Yiwu's face that remained calm and composed, undisturbed as ever: "The officials love talent and are willing to give us students the opportunity to showcase our abilities."
He raised a corner of his mouth, hinting at a smirk, and looked directly at the envoy with a serious expression, saying, "The envoy's sentiments may not be because talents in your country find it hard to rise to the top?"
The sharpness is exposed.
Someone couldn't help but laugh.
Zheng Lingbo also coughed a little, turned her head to cover her mouth, and managed to suppress some of the laughter.
Zheng Lingbo had been listening to the envoy's speech, feeling that the accent was somewhat similar to the person she had just heard. She had been quietly creeping closer, intending to listen in more, but she didn't expect Rong Yiwu's words to be so direct. She couldn't help but smile at him.
Unexpectedly, Rong Yiwu seemed to notice her gaze and suddenly turned his head slightly, shifting his gaze towards her. Their eyes met, and Rong Yiwu unconsciously displayed a smile on his face.
The young man was handsome and dignified, an exceptionally good-looking figure. With this slight smile, it was as if he had accumulated stones to become jade, or lined up pines like emerald.
The envoy was already displeased, and seeing Rong Yiwu smiling, he thought he was disrespecting himself, so he became even more angry. He coldly looked at Rong Yiwu, turned his head, and pretended not to see him.
Rong Yiwu smiled at Zheng Lingbo, with a hint of comfort and an indescribable small pride. However, he did not stop there. Instead, he raised his eyebrow and threw out three more riddles.
The envoy was immediately frozen in place.
Their question was something they had prepared in advance and with the full force of their country, so the envoy himself had no real wit. Therefore, when he listened to Rong Yiwu saying the question with just a few words, he didn't even have time to clear his thoughts, and his face looked extremely unpleasant.
Zheng Lingbo blinked her eyes and whispered to Rong Yiwu: "The envoy is not from our country, so he doesn't understand the concept of 'come and go'."
Though she said it in a low voice, everyone around didn't miss it.
Rong Yiwu was surprised to turn his head and look at her. His eyes flashed for a moment before he couldn't help but laugh out loud, also pretending to whisper, "So it seems that I overstepped my bounds."
The crowd: "..."
As an envoy from a foreign country, this visit is meant for peace talks. It would be enough to show off the great nation's demeanor and stop there, without being too forceful.
As the envoy's face turned sour from the two people's open whispering, Rong Yiwu gave a glance over and the person who had called him over earlier happily stepped forward to smooth things over.
The crowd quickly changed the subject.
Rong Yiwu did not press further, just giving a slight smile to put the matter to rest.
Zheng Lingbo secretly observed the envoy for a moment, feeling that the accent was somewhat similar to the person she had just heard, but the tone was quite different. She suspected that the person who was about to cause trouble might be from this Cloud Country, but not necessarily among these people on site.
Although she was just a woman, due to hearing many stories about her father's battles on the battlefield and even spending a few years in the border area when she was young, she deeply understood the difficulty of warfare and did not want to just let this matter go.
She had been thinking of discussing it with her elder brother, but then she remembered the personality of Zheng Jinglao and guessed that his level would be no better than hers. She could only furrow her brow and ponder in her heart over a suitable candidate.
Rong Yiwu's ability to read people's moods is also top-notch, and he asked again with great patience.
